"Miss Mo, I don't want to participate in the battle of your little families, I'm only here for Di Xian!"

Anya Fish flew out from the cuckoo giant bird, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her posture was cold and arrogant: "If the Mo family really has a sacred relic such as Di Xian, I advise Mo girl to hand it over! As long as the Mo family can hand over Di Xian to my Medical God Valley, I dare to guarantee that the three major families will not be enemies of the Mo family today." ”

Anya Fish came to leave this time, but he was ordered by his master to bring Di Xian back to the Valley of the Medical God, if the Dao is about to collapse today, no matter if Di Xian falls into that sect or family, it will only cause endless disputes.

The Valley of the Gods of Medicine has always been a pot to help the world, and there is no dispute with the world, and if you bring the Drop Immortal back to the Valley of the Doctor God, you may be able to stop this dispute caused by the Drop Immortal.

"Hand over the Drop Immortal, you need to know that the general trend is inviolable, even if I hand over the Drop Immortal to you, I'm afraid you won't be able to return to the Valley of the Medical God." ”

Mo Caiwei chuckled, ignoring Anya Yu's words, such as today's Dao is about to collapse, the chaos in the world is already an inevitable result, Dixian is just an introduction, even if this introduction can be eliminated, there will still be other introductions, and the biggest introduction is the dynastic dispute.

"In this Southern Domain of the Gods, if even my Medical God Valley can't protect it, I'm afraid that Miss Mo will insist on taking Di Xian for herself, and the entire family will be in trouble. ”

Anya fish stepped into flowers, jade hands were dewed, a purple silver spear suddenly appeared in her hand, the sandalwood waist writhed wantonly like a python, and there was a naked hint in her salty words.

If Mo Caiwei doesn't agree, I don't know if the Valley of the Medical God, which has always been open with a compassionate heart, will rob it.

Seeing this, Mo Caiwei's face was like willow frost, and the corners of her mouth smiled: "That's not necessarily!"

"Oh, could it be that the Mo family is really from the ancient star clan, if there is an ancient star clan to support the Mo family, it does have some strength!"

Hearing this, Anya Yu said, Wei Wei Zheng, said tentatively, after speaking, her eyes wandered, and she kept looking at the Aries Star Array on the Star Soul Altar, secretly guessing in her heart.

Dixian She is bound to win, if the Mo family is behind the Star Clan, she has to be scruples, she can't rob openly, if not, then she can see Ye Wuming and others do it.

When it comes to the background here, the background of her Medicine God Valley is the most powerful, followed by Wuliang, and then to Ye Wuming.

"It's ridiculous, if my Mo family can get involved with the Star Clan and want to dominate Wu'an, do I still need to talk to three small families?

Mo Caiwei chuckled, an old-fashioned appearance, according to her personality, it would be like what she said.

When Anya Yu heard this, she felt that it was reasonable, and if she thought about it carefully, if it was really like the rumors in the outside world, the Mo family, which had the support of the Star Clan, would have slaughtered the three major families long ago.

"Where did that Mo girl's Star Sacrifice Technique come from?" Anyayu always felt a little uneasy, her eyelids fluttered, and then she said tentatively.

"Taught by a shaman in the mountains!" Mo Caiwei replied coldly.

"What about the shaman?"

"Dead!"

"How did you die?"

"Old dead!"

When Anya Fish heard Mo Caiwei say that she was not a descendant of the Star Clan, she felt a great peace in her heart, and her mushroom face that did not apply powder Dai smiled and turned into a flower blooming in February: "In this way, Miss Mo will hand over the Dixian to my Medical God Valley, and my Medical God Valley can protect your Mo family!"

"However, if Miss Mo insists on taking Di Xian for herself, then she will insist on being an enemy of my Medical God Valley..."

Anya Fish's words are inconspicuous, and they seem to be polite and persuasive, but in fact, they are secretly murderous. "What if I don't hand it over?" Mo Caiwei sneered, a sect like the Valley of the Divine Medicine that has an eternal heritage, if it doesn't know how to play some tricks, it would be strange.

"Brother, how did our shaman master in the mountains teach us to deal with the enemy?"

Mo Caiwei raised her eyebrows, her eyes were like cold electricity, covered with frost, and she asked Mo Xinsang with a bloody aura.

"Follow the rules, if the rules don't work, then kill!" Mo Xinsang stepped on the tiger skin war drum and replied coldly.

"The tiger skin drum will be beaten louder, I'll talk to them!" Mo Caiwei turned around and ordered, and then, with a flash of wind and willow body, her eyes were cold, and she was about to take the lead with Ye Wuming.

"Knock knock!

The sound of tiger skin war drums is like a dragon, roaring in the sky, the music of the leather horn tube is like the sea, hitting the circle with the wind, and countless yellow and white star flowers are fluttering in the air, revealing a cold atmosphere.

The stars dance, the war drums, who cares about the vicissitudes of heaven and earth!

The sound is harmonious, the leather horns are straight, who wins in this dynasty is the king!

Mo Xinsang stepped on the seven star steps, his body was like the Nine Heavens, the battle spirit in his heart was very strong, and a strange starlight power burst out from him, and when the starlight condensed into a white sheep star shadow, he held the cyan crystal ball in his hand and held it to the top of his head, like a sword pointing at the sky: "Blood sacrifice!"

Volleying a finger in the air, the palm of his hand turned into a knife, Mo Xinsang used the hand knife to break the palm of his hand, and let the blood drip into his crystal ball. The other Mo shamans followed suit, dripping their blood into their crystal balls.

With a snort, the sky was covered with nebulae, thunder and lightning roared, as if a thunder dragon was flying wantonly in the air, and a thunderbolt of heavenly fire fell into the sky, slashing straight into the crystal coffin on the altar that contained a bloody mist.

The sky and the earth were dark, everyone heard the wind and the color changed, and the crystal coffin was still unmoved by the thunder of the heavenly fire, and after a purple baby's soul shadow floated out of it, it only shook slightly, and returned to tranquility...

Mo Xinsang saw that the thunder of the heavenly fire had fallen, stepped on the tiger skin drum hard, and shouted: The ritual of sacrifice is completed, God bless my Mo family!

With a bang, the tiger skin drum shattered and scattered all over the ground, Mo Xinsang held a crystal ball in his hand and flew in the air, staring directly at Anya Fish and others.

Seeing that the sacrificial rite had been completed, the other priests flew towards the altar with crystal balls in their hands, forming a strange star array, and quickly surrounded Wuliang.

They had endured Wuliang for a long time, and if they hadn't been forced to leave the throne without permission at the time of the Star Sacrifice, they would have taken action against Wuliang a long time ago.

"Hehe! I can be regarded as understanding today, the so-called rules of your Mo family are to bully more and less?"

"Come on, come on, let me see what you shaman's bullshit formations are for?"

Wu Liang chuckled at the corner of his mouth and shrugged his shoulders, looking like he wanted to loosen his bones.

"This is the rule of Wu'an City, this is the rule of Sanren!" Mo Xinsang sneered, the battle intent in his eyes was like a dragon, he wanted to preside over the Starflower Flying Snow Array and teach Wuliang a lesson.

"To bully more and less, that is the practice of the Southern Barbarians, but it is not the rule of our Wu'an City!" Wu Liang was a little disdainful.

"Yes, outsiders are always outsiders, how can I know the true rules of my Wu'an City!" Ye Wuming, who had been silent, stood on the back of the big bear, raised the Tianma earth hammer in his hand, and looked at the many scattered people under the altar with his mighty eyes: "Even if it is the set of rules of the scattered people, it is not the rules of the ancestors!"

When the many scattered people under the altar heard Ye Wuming's words, they exclaimed, they have always practiced - the rules of collecting money and selling their lives, and the success of the corpse were not handed down by the ancestors?

"Three hundred years ago, the Dali Dynasty had not yet established a country, and my Wu'an City was the territory of the Xuanling Kingdom, and the word Wu'an was also named by the Xuanling King of the Xuanling Kingdom!

Ye Nameless Dragon's eyes flashed with aura, his tone was impassioned, he rose in the air, and threw the Tianma earth hammer into the air, countless green clouds condensed, sinking and floating in the air, forming two eldest sons of the firmament: Wen and Wu!

The rules of Wu'an are civil fighting and martial arts!

"Oh, what is Wen Dou, and what is Wu Dou?" Mo Xinsang asked.

"Wendou is the two sides to draw the road, both sides send three people to compete, three games and two wins, three deaths do not round, the losing side promises the winner a condition, no matter what the condition, must agree!"

Ye Wuming stood proudly in the air, his eyes were like a dragon, explaining the history of Wu'an City, which he considered to be the oldest.

"Why do you fight?" Mo Xinsang sneered.

"Martial arts is the way of the two sides, each side sends an equal number of people or beasts or demons, to engage in melee, never to the death, and finally there is the side that lives to stand on the earth, the winner!

Ye Wuming's body trembled slightly, the corners of his mouth were cold, and the dragon's eyes shrank suddenly, flashing the light of the winner: "The losing side must make an oath in front of the Xuanling God, follow the winner for generations, and never turn his back on it, this is the real winner is the king, and the king is a hundred kings!"

Sisi, the people under the altar all gasped when they heard Ye Wuming's words, they couldn't imagine that this ancient martial arts rule was so domineering.

Even Mo Xinsang only felt a pang in his heart when he heard such a domineering competition rule, and looked at his sister with some uncertainties.

"What's the matter?, scared?" Seeing Mo Xinsang eating deflated, Wu Liang was very happy, he had already broken away from the Wugo lineage, he was a lonely person, and the civil and martial arts fights didn't matter to him.

"Afraid, will my stranger be afraid of you?"

Mo Caiwei sneered in her heart, her eyebrows were full of affection, and she turned her head to look at Chu Ge: "According to Wu'an's rules, husband, shall we choose Wendou or Wudou?"

Chu Ge's dark red eyes were smart, flashing with the light of wisdom, his fingers were slightly bent, and he hooked the nose of the Gou Yi people, with a doting face: "What a little fool, you are a guest when you pass the door, of course, let the guest choose first!"

The other party's face changed suddenly when he heard Chu Ge's words, especially Anya Fish, she was the main of the three, but behind her was the Valley of the Medical God, and it could not be completely controlled by it.

"There must be rules for everything, we choose Wendou, if I lose, I promise you a condition! If I win, the Mo family will hand over the immortals!"

Anya Yu looked at the two allies beside her, and after thinking for a while, her beautiful eyes blinked, as clear as water, and she bit her red lip and said slowly.

"I, Wuliang, lost, and now I will leave and no longer step into Wu'an!" Wu Liang said lightly.

"My Ye family lost and withdrew from Wu'an, on the contrary, the Mo family is the same. ”

Ye Wuming also agreed with Wen Dou, and then the dragon's eyes flashed, and he looked at Mo Caiwei: "If it is Wen Dou, who will your Mo family send to fight?"

"Our sister and brother are enough..."Mo Caiwei was extremely confident.

"And me!" Chu Ge stood beside Mo Caiwei, took her Qianqiansu hand, and nodded with a smile.

"Okay! three against three, two wins in three games, in this way, you need a notary?" Ye Wuming felt that he had drawn a line, according to the rules, he always had to have a notary, and this person did not belong to the sphere of influence of either party.

As soon as Ye Wuming's words fell, there was a whistling laughter in mid-air!

"Hahaha! According to the rule that the winner is king, then a notary is needed!" A black-clothed scholar held a black and white cloud flag in his hand, carried a long sword, and transmitted a voice through the air, and his voice was like thunder: "If everyone doesn't dislike me, then I will be some of these notaries, how so?"

The black-clothed scholar smiled lightly with the wind, his two eyes were black and red, psychedelic and profound, as if he could understand the yin and yang of heaven and earth, and between his words, he was like a flying green dragon, exuding the light of the Yellow Spring Stygian Sea and quickly falling on the altar of the star soul, which was the Wuzixu of the Wugo lineage.

Behind Wu Zixu, there was also a beautiful woman with a graceful posture and a smile on her face, Jiang Man.