Mo Xie did not support Zhou Xinyan.

He stood condescendingly outside the pit, looking at Zhou Xinyan who was trying to stand up with a pair of cold eyes.

"Act, keep acting. ”

Mo Xie moved his right hand and took another bottle of medicine by the way.

He touched Zhou Xinyan lying in the pit with his spiritual power, and the feeling transmitted back was still the same tingling, still the same ominous.

If it was said that the original Zhou Xinyan was pure black, then now under the wash of the 'Soul Destroying Mark', he is only a little whiter, and has become 'not so black'.

If you want to dilute a drop of ink, you have to use five hundred drops of water, and in other words, you have to drain at least five hundred Mo Ye's blood to 'whitewash' Zhou Xinyan.

Mo Xie knew that Zhou Xinyan was not simple, and the person who could make Zhou Xinyan like this was even more not simple.

If you can win just by smashing the engraving seal, it is undoubtedly a big joke in the world.

"Fire Lin Sword. ”

Mo Xie shouted, his voice so soft that only he could hear it.

The Huolin Sword was pressed under Zhou Xinyan, and he did not respond to Mo Ye's call.

The coldness in Mo Ye's eyes became a little stronger.

According to the 'recall mechanism' set on the Fire Lin Sword in the Holy Codex, as long as Mo Xie makes the right call, no matter what faint sound he uses, the Fire Lin Sword will fly into his hand.

"Whew!"

Raising his hand, he cast a white mang, and Zhou Xinyan's head was accurately included in the coverage.

The sword qi broke through the air, and the sound was like a whistle.

Mo Ye did it on purpose.

"Smack!"

Zhou Xinyan dodged the headshot with a rollover.

"I can't fool you...... 'perception'...... What a troublesome ability. ”

Zhou Xinyan stood up, only a few abrasions and holes in his clothes.

The 'Soul Destroying Seal' has no lethal effect on normal living (flesh) spirits (bodies), so when Mo Ye saw this scene, he didn't feel shocked, and then he had the erroneous idea that 'this person is invincible'.

"This tone ......"

Mo Xie's steps were slightly wrong, and he made a T-shaped step with one foot in front and one foot behind.

He rarely put on a posture when he was fighting, but the moment he heard Zhou Xinyan's tone of voice at this time, his heart trembled involuntarily.

Like a great enemy.

"Not good!"

Mo Xie condensed an air sword and intended to attack, but when he saw Zhou Xinyan's originally blood-red eyes quickly transform into the deep darkness he was familiar with, he knew that it was too late.

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Walking in the dark, in a direction that even you don't know where it leads.

used to be a hero, looking at the world, I can't hate it. But in the blink of an eye, he has become a plaything in the hands of others, and life and death are difficult to decide.

Zhou Xinyan didn't want to turn all this around all the time, but he didn't have a chance.

The hands and feet that Lin Ming buried in him have penetrated deep into his bone marrow and soul from the beginning, and even if he wants to get out of Lin Ming's control in a self-destructive way, he must first get Lin Ming's consent.

This was known after he killed his old friend in a mess.

His original plan was to let himself die in a duel at the hands of Mo Ye, and while his sanity was temporarily awakened by the sacrifices of his two old friends, he wanted to use his own blood to put an end to the sins he had created.

However, he miscalculated.

A miscalculation is a miscalculation, a miscalculation is a stumble, there is nothing to talk nonsense about, if there must be something to say and any emotions to express, then it is 'hate'.

Hating oneself is always one who can't recognize it, hating oneself for being retrograde in the past, hating oneself for being weak.

If he is strong enough, no matter how many people set up a vicious situation, he can break it with his strength.

Weakness is the greatest sin in the world, and there is no one.

"I feel the same way. ”

Zhou Xinyan, who was isolated from the outside world in the depths of his soul, hated, and complained, suddenly heard a voice, like a lighthouse lit up on the dark sea.

"Mo Xie?"

He recognized the voice, for he had spoken to its owner face to face not long ago, and was determined to give his life.

"Why did you get here?"

As an old bird of cultivation, Zhou Xinyan knew early on what kind of hands and feet were passive in his body, his soul was locked in a cage isolated from the outside world, and his body was driven by demons.

If the voice that can be conveyed here for him to hear, if it is not the existence of spiritual power above the demon, it is his 'roommate'.

Mo Ye is obviously the latter.

"Don't say so much, I have a way to get out, but I need your cooperation, can I do it?"

Mo Xie was indeed the latter, and when he saw those completely black eyes, he knew who he was facing this time.

Lin Ming is still alive.

He should have known that when the 'Heavenly Realm' collapsed, if he could still escape with his life, how could he be as shrewd and wise as Lin Ming?

has been playing the game for so long, and Zhou Xinyan has been acting as a clown for so long, what Lin Ming is for that moment of close contact.

Compared to those Dao methods tailored for monks, this is Lin Ming's best and most dangerous move.

Mo Ye didn't even resist at all, so he was hit.

He was pulled into Zhou Xinyan's sea of consciousness - to be precise, his consciousness was pulled into Zhou Xinyan, and the sea of knowledge that was polluted and sealed by Lin Ming was locked up together with Zhou Xinyan's soul origin.

It was like stuffing two ripe tomatoes into a Coke can, Zhou Xinyan may not have felt anything, but Mo Ye really felt the pain as if he had been hit by a high-speed train at that moment.

Zhou Xinyan's soul is stronger than him.

"How do you need my cooperation?"

There is no more 'etiquette', and any thoughts of Zhou Xinyan here will be embodied in his voice.

Mo Ye didn't hear the noise, he knew that Zhou Xinyan only had this one idea.

"Help me carve the 'Soul Destroying Sign' together!"

Mo Ye's defense against illusions and mental blows has always been very high, but that was when he was 'fighting at home', and now that he has been reduced to the away game, there is only this one card he can play.

"How is it portrayed, and what is the 'Seal of Extermination'?"

Zhou Xinyan had never seen the 'Soul Destroying Seal', his soul and mind had been trapped here since he 'went berserk', and all the 'struggles' and 'struggles' he had shown before were just an illusion made by Lin Ming controlling his body, just to trick Mo Xie into 'spontaneously shedding blood'.

"It's probably like a stick figure faucet, just do what I do. ”

Mo Evil Dao.