All this in the field happened so fast that Mo Xiaochuan didn't have time to make any response.

From the time Lu Wu opened his eyes to the time he and Ying Zhao sacrificed their divine souls, a total of less than ten seconds had passed.

During this period, Mo Xiaochuan was unable to do anything.

He watched Yu Yi being imprisoned by the dragon rope, Sister Chun being pulled out of her soul, and Pu Prison was dying.

Then, there is the light of the Buddha shining on the world.

Humanity is compassionate, but it cannot benefit all sentient beings.

It doesn't matter if it's a real Buddha or a fake Buddha.

The light of the Buddha shone on the blood coffin, and naturally shrouded the Queen Mother of the West, and the spirits from Qin Yuan, Ying Zhao and Lu Wu were intertwined with each other, hanging upside down in front of the eyes of the Queen Mother of the West, like a tender grass rising from the soil.

It represents new life and hope.

The harlequin raised her hands slightly, and the essence blood that had been precipitated into the crystal coffin was stirred up, and the whole person of the Queen Mother of the West was enveloped in an instant.

Light and darkness were originally two opposing forces, but at this moment they reached an unprecedented harmony.

And so the breath of life jumped out.

But that's not enough.

Not enough for that life to break through the blood-colored cocoon and return from the netherworld.

The next moment, Mo Jingshan appeared.

This essence of his is naturally one of the indispensable materials.

But this time, Mo Jingshan did not give up his life and fell into the sea of blood, but slowly came to Mo Xiaochuan's face.

Look at him with a smile.

"It's almost time. ”

Mo Jingshan took off his top hat, bowed slightly to Mo Xiaochuan, and made an invitation to death.

Mo Xiaochuan also smiled: "Do you really think of yourself as the Lord of Yama?"

After saying that, Mo Xiaochuan slowly put Pu Jiao on the ground, gently stretched out his hands, and his body underwent a terrifying change.

Horns grew from the top of his head, his fingers were cold, his skin was covered with armor, his back was spread with wings, his eyes were blue, the fire on his chest was scorching, and his teeth were sharper than any metal in the world......

The terrifying mountains and seas turned into a hurricane, surrounding Mo Xiaochuan's side, hunting and shining.

Mo Jingshan showed a pleased smile: "You are my apprentice, I will let you make six moves." ”

When the words fell, Mo Xiaochuan moved, and the wings behind him vibrated rapidly, turning his body into a black wave of qi, piercing Mo Jingshan's chest.

In this regard, Mo Jingshan just staggered his steps, moved half a foot to the side, and leisurely avoided Mo Xiaochuan's killing intent.

But that's just the beginning.

The next moment, Mo Xiaochuan's figure stopped and turned sharply in mid-air, stretched out his foot to hook Mo Jingshan's purple suit, and then turned around with his strength, and came to Mo Jingshan in an instant, raised his head fiercely, and crashed towards Mo Jingshan!

However, an unexpected scene happened.

Mo Jingshan suddenly stretched out his somewhat thin palm, and Yu Xun couldn't hide his ears and choked Mo Xiaochuan's neck.

The so-called six tricks for him are, of course, just a trap.

But in an instant, Mo Xiaochuan's face turned red, he struggled hard, stretched out ten sharp blades on his fingertips and stabbed at Mo Jingshan's wrist, but the latter slammed his palm into a knife and slashed at Mo Xiaochuan's eyebrows.

And so all the struggles came to an abrupt end.

Mo Xiaochuan, who looked menacing before, was subdued by Mo Jingshan's two understatements!

Seeing this scene, the harlequin once again showed that unbearable smile.

The one who knows Mo Xiaochuan in the world is really his master.

This wisp of the spirit of Mo Jingshan played the most important role at a critical time.

In this way, the great sacrifice can be accomplished!

The next moment, Mo Jingshan took Mo Xiaochuan's neck and slowly walked towards the crystal coffin, and when he came to the wisp of blood cocoon that the Queen Mother of the West had turned into, he reached out and threw Mo Xiaochuan in front of the clown.

Then, Mo Jingshan stepped into the blood cocoon, as the most urgently needed nutrient for the Queen Mother of the West at this time, nourishing her reborn soul.

Ying Zhao watched all this with fiery eyes, knowing that the sacrifice had reached the most critical time.

Of course, he will not die after losing part of his divine soul, but most of his cultivation will fall, but all this is nothing compared to the resurrection of the Queen Mother of the West.

The clown looked at Mo Xiaochuan lying at her feet, and the look in her eyes changed several times, and finally returned to her normal color.

She knew that the other part of her body couldn't wait.

Therefore, the harlequin raised her fingers, and Yu Mo Xiaochuan's limbs drew a blood line, and the perfect and quintessential bright red intertwined into a beautiful picture in the air, and then gently fell on the blood cocoon.

"Bang...... Bang......"

A strong and powerful heartbeat immediately sounded in the blood cocoon, which made people extremely happy.

Now only one last step remains.

The clown raised her hand again, but no longer reached Mo Xiaochuan, but stretched out to the center of her eyebrows.

With a terrible roar, a band of light was ripped out of her body by the harlequin.

That really belongs to the Queen Mother of the West, the last divine soul.

Through the warmth and remnants of the harlequin's body, it finally ushered in the most important moment today.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

The next moment, the harlequin smiled and let go of her hand, allowing the transparent band of light to fly back into the shell where she was supposed to be.

But at this moment, two accidents suddenly happened.

A thin palm quietly poked out of the blood cocoon, and grabbed the soul of the Queen Mother of the West in mid-air, like an experienced snake catcher, pinching the seven inches of the poisonous snake.

Seeing this scene, the harlequin's face changed drastically, and she was about to bully her, but she suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from her ankle.

Because of the second accident.

The sacrifice that should have passed out a long time ago, or more accurately, Mo Xiaochuan, suddenly opened his eyes and bit the harlequin's left foot with his sharp teeth!

Mo Xiaochuan is not a dog, but he can be a glutton.

So in the next moment, Mo Xiaochuan just gently pulled some necks, and the harlequin's left ankle was torn apart from it, broken bones and splattered flesh and blood.

Caught off guard, the harlequin's center of gravity tilted and fell violently into the dust.

At the same time, Mo Xiaochuan had completely turned his flesh and blood into strength, so his next move was three points faster.

Without waiting for the clown to stand up again, Mo Xiaochuan pounced on her, and the corners of his mouth that were torn apart mercilessly stuck to the clown's neck.

Once you are pierced into the vital point by the power of gluttony, you will no longer be lucky.

It doesn't matter if you are the supreme god of mountains and seas, or the Buddha.

The harlequin loses.

Lost a mess.

But she's still alive.

Therefore, at the last moment of her life, she tried her best to raise her head, looked at Mo Jingshan who slowly walked out of the blood cocoon, and shouted sadly: "This is impossible!"

Mo Jingshan pinched the soul of the Queen Mother of the West, and the suit on his body was not dusty.

"Nothing is impossible, since you already knew that Xiao Chuan was my Mo someone's apprentice, then, before you did anything to him, you should have thought of such an end today. ”

After the words fell, Mo Jingshan turned his head to look at the pale Ying Zhao, and shook his head with some regret: "Do you think that Mo someone's spirit is so easy to take?"

With Mo Jingshan's soft question, on the other side, Mo Xiaochuan had completely bitten off the clown's neck, and did not intend to give her time to continue to grieve or despair.

He knew that the harlequin had a deep sisterhood with the Queen Mother of the West.

I also know that they may all be poor people.

But it is still an unforgivable sin.

Giving her a good time is Mo Xiaochuan's last kindness.

Then he stood up straight, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled sincerely: "Master, long time no see. ”