A little girl of five or six years old was supposed to live a happy and happy childhood, but the world is impermanent, her childhood was spent in misfortune, accompanied by endless worries, fears and loneliness, but these tortures did not defeat the little girl, but made her stronger.

Everything has its own limit, and the soul also has its carrying limit, and when the little girl was approaching the limit of bearing, she met the most important person in her life, and she will never forget this scene.

The two comforted her softly, feeling her gradually calming down, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Feng Jian Fei took the jade cicada handed by Mo Qianxun and got the information he wanted, and the cold dream cicada and the flower spirit spirit were shared, and everything that happened could be synchronized.

Feng Jianfei looked at the picture that appeared in his mind in amazement, and said with admiration on his face: "It is worthy of being a senior, he actually killed the corpse king possessed by evil thoughts, and also severely injured the other party." ”

Mo Qianxun gently tugged the corners of his clothes and whispered: "The strongest immortal corpse is grandpa's body, and now after the nourishment of the lives of a large number of villagers, the evil thoughts fit him perfectly, and the strength he exerts far exceeds that of the corpse king." ”

"Let's go, we must meet with the senior as soon as possible!"

Qi Yunye picked up Mo Qianxun and followed the footsteps of Feng Jian Fei, running in the direction guided by the cold dream cicada. On the branches of the ancient tree, the black shadow faded out, and the deep eyes stared into the distance, and the look on his face was indescribable.

Unfortunately, Feng Jian Fei and Luo Xiang's positions were just opposite, and that sea of flowers ruthlessly straddled between the two. Standing on a high place, looking at the sea of flowers, the silent sea of flowers was covered with a faint layer of blood-colored gauze, covering countless souls, and the projection of the ancient wheel loomed in the air, controlling the souls to transform into the power of death.

Fengjian flew to the ground, touched his chin with his right hand, shook his head lightly and said, "It's not easy to do! The sea of flowers straddles between us, and we can't reconcile with the seniors at all, and now we need to take action first to open this deadlock." ”

Mo Qianxun has long been one with the idea of the cold dream cicada, although the cold dream cicada is on the body of Feng Jian Fei, but she still clearly perceives everything about the flower spirit, and receives the information transmitted by the flower spirit, her face changes greatly, and her voice trembles slightly: "The evil thought has discovered us, and a corpse king is rushing towards us." ”

As soon as the words were broken, the whistling wind broke through the air, with a strong dead air, a black shadow fell from the sky, the two quickly drew their swords, blocked each other's attacks, and under the impact of powerful power, the two retreated ten meters in a row to stabilize their figures.

"Corpse King!"

Feng Jian Fei's eyes focused on the black shadow that suddenly appeared, according to the memory of the flower spirit, the evil thought created a total of four corpse kings, the man who turned into a cocoon in the village, and the corpse king who was killed by the senior, and this one's strength is even higher than that of Mo Yan as the body, but he has a fatal flaw, he can't store his thoughts, only killing.

The Corpse King didn't stop at all, his body swept by, his hands formed claws, and the cold light shone, directly hitting the sword.

"Bell!"

The crisp sound rang out in the hollow, and the sharp fingers like knives picked up the sword in front of them, cutting through the skin of the two people, facing the blood beads swaying in the air, and hitting the chests of the two people with precision left and right, leaning forward, catching up with the two people who flew back, and the two blades slashed at their necks, life and death were unknown.

"Brother Qi, Brother Feng!" Mo Qianxun blurted out, just by looking at her face, the two brothers were knocked to the ground, which made her a little overwhelmed.

The Corpse King turned around, his pupils were not glowing red like the other Corpse Kings, but gray, in the killing of the day, he could have destroyed the evil thoughts, but because of a moment of hesitation, he fell short, and he had no choice but to self-proclaim his consciousness, leaving only the instinct to fight, becoming the strongest but most difficult force under the evil thoughts.

"Be careful!"

Feng Jianfei and Qi Yunye struggled to stand up, looking at the corpse king who was gradually approaching Mo Qianxun, and the two of them moved at the same time, leaping away, but they seemed to be a little slower.

"Don't!"

In the exclamation of the two, the corpse king's fingers had touched Mo Qianxun's eyebrows, and a trace of blood flowed down her forehead!

"Get out of here!"

With a loud roar, a figure shook by, and the corpse king was repelled with a punch, and the burly body blocked in front of Mo Qianxun, and the outstretched hands strongly protected her body.

Isn't this the man who has formed a cocoon! Feng Jianfei looked at this scene with some puzzlement, and his sanity was restored?

"Chihiro!"

Mo Qianxun looked at the burly man, looking at his appearance from the memory of the cold dream cicada countless times, this time she finally really saw him, her eyes were hazy, crystal tears slid down her cheeks, and she shouted stupidly: "Father!"

Mo Li didn't look back, and he didn't dare to look back, he was afraid that once he turned back, he wouldn't be able to control himself, and he was not allowed to do so at this moment.

"Mo Yan, take them away, you must end this nightmare!"

Mo Li met the corpse king, and the power of the explosion broke through the air with his fists and feet, and where the two passed, the earth cracked, flying sand and rocks, and the dust raised covered their afterimages.

Another man in black walked out from behind, gently picked up Mo Qianxun, and whispered, "Let's go!"

"Uncle!" she looked at the man in black in shock, and said with a happy face: "Go and help my father!"

Mo Yan stroked her head and said softly: "This is left to your father, rest assured that he will be fine, we have more important things to do." ”

"Hmm!" Mo Qianxun nodded obediently, she was more mature in her mind and understood the seriousness of the matter, looked at the staggered afterimages, and shouted with all her might: "Father, I am waiting for you in the sea of flowers!"

Mo Yan jumped up and led them towards the sea of flowers, silently shouting in his heart: "Brother, you must survive!"

"Boom!"

The earth cracked, and waves of air rolled up, and the dust fell, and the two men separated, each retreating.

Mo Li instinctively reached out to wipe the corners of his mouth, but no blood spilled out, and said with a bitter smile: "Forget, I'm dead, and now it's just a matter of lingering, Brother Wu, I'm sorry for you!"

In the sea of white flowers, a group of warriors were frantically searching, countless epiphanyes were destroyed by them, the beautiful sea of flowers became messy, a man in black frowned, a strong sense of crisis rose in his heart, pulled the man next to him, and whispered: "Mo Li, tell them to stop! ”

Mo Li patted the man's shoulder and said with a smile, "Brother Wu, you see that this is all ordinary epiphany, what danger can there be, don't worry!"

"Patriarch, there's a situation here!"

Mo Li ran over with the sound, only to see a person digging out a broken ancient wheel from the soil, with an ancient texture, the wheel was carved with strange runes around it, and a force tempted him to turn the wheel shaft.

"Don't move!"

Mo Wu shouted loudly, but unfortunately his voice did not stop Mo Li's actions. When the wheel and axle rotated, the heaven and earth stood still, the broken epiphany in the sea of flowers died instantly, countless buds broke through the ground, the tender green flowers and leaves swayed in the air, and the white buds between the branches and leaves slowly poked out.

Broken ancient wheel, a dead silence broke the silence, all the people into the evil fighting together, blades contacted, blood swayed, red blood polluted that piece of holiness, people killed bravely, the braver and more crazy.

Except for the collision of blades, no one made a screaming sound, Mo Li held the ancient wheel, looking at all this indifferently, his blood-red eyes did not have a trace of emotion, his mind was suppressed by an evil thought, and his body had long been out of his control.

Mo Wu's expression gradually calmed down, and the immortal sword intent penetrated the heavens and the earth, the sword intent protected the body, and all evils did not invade. Looking at the rushing Mo Li, he pulled out his sword, and the quiet sword light drew a vacuum, isolating the dead air, the intertwining of the sword and the wheel, the interplay of immortality and death, and the two completely different forces stirred in the sea of flowers.

The delicate flowers were ruthlessly destroyed in the battle, but in an instant, new young leaves grew, new buds opened, and before you knew it, the white petals appeared sporadically with a few blood-red fine lines.

The sunset dissipated, the red glow in the sky faded, and a group of fighting warriors had lost their breath, their stumps and severed arms were covered by pale red flowers, and only two intact corpses remained in the entire sea of flowers.

In mid-air, the fierce battle between the two continued, the intertwined forces flashed with starlight in the sky, a huge ancient wheel projection loomed in the sky, and the surrounding spiritual energy dried up, replaced by the boundless dead silence.

Wounds for injuries, Mo Li's style of play completely abandoned his own defense, and Mo Wu's attack was full of concerns, a blow fell, and after a slight slide, he stabilized his body, and the unstoppable blood kept coming out of his body, and his blood-stained face showed a trace of ruthlessness, his voice became very cold, and he said with a hint of murderous intent: "Mo Li, open your eyes and take a good look, Uncle Yan, Uncle Lin, and so many of our clansmen have died, if you don't wake up again, I have to send you to accompany them!"

Mo Li slowly twisted his neck, holding the bloodstained ancient wheel in his hand, and a hideous smile appeared on his face: "Young man, not everyone has your immortal will, as long as you give up resistance, I can let him go, what?"

"I don't know what to say!"

With a swing of the long sword, the sword intent rose, and the spiritual power in his body was not much left, and he couldn't consume it any longer, and he knew in his heart that although Mo Li was the patriarch of the Moshi tribe, he really couldn't do anything about it. ”

The sword light fused with the immortal will to cut the death power in front of him, his figure flickered, leaving a column of afterimages, the long sword danced and jumped away from the ancient wheel in Mo Li's hand, the long sword turned around his wrist, and held it with his backhand, a sword submerged into his chest, and the immortal sword intent poured into his body.

"Brother Wu!"

At this moment, he heard Mo Li's shout, and his movements stopped, only to see a strange smile on Mo Li's face, and a hand pierced his chest mercilessly.

"You're still losing, boy, you're going to be my best container!"

Mo Li's consciousness returned again, and he shouted in fear: "Brother Wu!"

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood sprayed on Mo Li's face, looking at his sluggish expression, Mo Wu closed his eyes, slowly raised his left hand, pointed at Mo Li's eyebrows, and said lightly: "Just because you still want to control our bodies?"

"Immortal!"

The faint two words resounded in the heavens and the earth, and Mo Li felt that he felt so tired and sleepy, and all his consciousness began to sleep.

"What are you going to do?"

Evil Thoughts looked at this scene in horror, he couldn't enter Mo Li's consciousness, let alone control his body.

"Today, I will kill you!"

Mo Wu pushed Mo Li away, and pointed the same point at his eyebrows, the immortal intent condensed, and a surging battle power rose.

"Immortal Battle Intent!"

His consciousness was sealed, and only an indestructible killing intent was left for evil thoughts.

"Damn!" was the last voice Moli heard.

Mo Li looked at the man in front of him, if he hadn't protected his consciousness, I'm afraid there would never be a chance to wake up, I can be sober,

You can certainly do the same, although I don't know why the evil thoughts were not eliminated that day, but I believe that you will be able to kill the evil thoughts, end this nightmare, and avenge the people.

He galloped past, his body nimbly avoiding Mo Wu's attack, his hands staring at his fingers, and quickly tapping on his body.

"Intercept the pulse!"

The last finger touched Mo Wu's eyebrows, and a strange force swung away, and there seemed to be a force awakening in his body, and at the same time, his arm pierced Mo Li's chest, as an immortal corpse, as long as there was still a trace of dead air, he was immortal, but an immortal force ruthlessly dispersed the dead air in his body His consciousness began to blur.

"Brother Wu, are you back? That's good, I'll leave the rest to you, and Chihiro ......"

Mo Li's voice became smaller and smaller, until it disappeared, and the silent hollow valley let out a long sigh, and the cold voice resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Go with confidence! ”