King Jiang's terrifying strength completely knocked everyone into despair, even if the Lord of the Demon Palace, Tian Moxie, came, it would be very difficult for him to fight.

"I'll just say it once, hand me over the holy things. ”

King Jiang slowly walked towards the fallen thousand spirits.

"Your name is Qianling, right?"

King Jiang said with a smile.

In front of such a powerful enemy as King Jiang, these little spirit masters of Qianling are just like ants, but King Jiang is actually curious about Qianling's name.

"Yes, so what?" Qianling replied coldly.

"Interesting. King Jiang looked at Qian Ling's eyes and smiled.

"Like, it's very similar. King Jiang continued to muttered to himself.

"Like what?" Qianling asked.

But King Jiang didn't answer anything, but took out a spirit bead, only to see King Jiang inject spiritual power into the spirit bead's body, and suddenly, several rays of light flew out of the spirit bead's body.

The light flew into the bodies of several guardians, but only one light lingered around, nowhere to be found.

"This is the Soul Tracking Ball, which can directly help me find the location of a few holy relics. The few people just now must be the guardians of the holy relics, but ......" King Jiang frowned.

It is true that each of those rays will find their respective holy relics, but this last ray of light will have nowhere to go.

Theoretically, even if the relics are far away, as long as the relics are still there, the light can find the relics.

Could it be that the holy relics corresponding to this last light have ——— disappeared?

A few minutes later, that light flew into Mo Wushuang's body under everyone's gaze.

"What's going on?" King Jiang said in surprise.

At this time, the owner of the village was pale, and cold sweat kept dripping.

"Lord Jiang, this .............." Bai Yaluo on the side lowered his head and asked.

"Go find them. ”

King Jiang sneered.

Then, Bai Yaluo immediately walked to the side of the fallen people, and she snatched the holy relics one by one.

"I advise you to get acquainted, otherwise, in addition to the holy relics, your ant-like life will be used to make Lord Jiang Wang happy. ”

Bai Yaluo laughed.

Soon, she had already taken away everyone's holy relics one by one, except for Mo Wushuang's holy relics. Now everyone is powerless, and if they want to take away something, they just need to find it and take it away.

However, the holy relics on Mo Wushuang's body could not be found at all.

"Where is the holy relic?" Bai Yaluo asked as he stepped on Mo Wushuang's body.

"I don't know. Mo Wushuang roared angrily.

Although it seemed that Mo Wushuang was hard-mouthed, he really didn't know where the holy relics were.

Bai Yaluo casually pulled the farmer over, and a sharp dagger rested on the owner's neck.

"Say, otherwise the first person to die is the owner you respect. ”

Bai Yaluo also pressed Mo Wushuang to ask.

"You dare, owner......"

Mo Wushuang roared angrily, he stood up against the strong pressure, this scene not only shocked Bai Yaluo, but also even Jiang Wang Ye was very surprised.

Even if it was an eighty-level spirit master, it would be difficult for him to stand up under the suppression of King Jiang's spiritual power. But this low-level spirit master Mo Wushuang stood up, despite his best efforts.

This is definitely a miracle.

A gust of wind struck, and a cloud of black mist brought by the wind directly imprisoned Mo Wushuang in the air.

It was King Jiang who did it.

"One last time, the relics were handed over. ”

Jiang Wang said.

"I... Not..... Yes," Mo Wushuang said word by word.

"Look for death. Bai Yaluo threw a dagger directly at Mo Wushuang, who had no power to resist, and the sharp dagger had a few beautiful colors on it, which was highly poisonous.

"Don't. The owner, who had just been stabbed in the neck with a dagger by Hakuyaro, suddenly jumped up.

A trail of blood scattered in the air, and the poisonous sting struck the owner. At the moment when Mo Wushuang was about to die, he blocked it, tried all his spiritual power, and barely blocked it in front of Mo Wushuang.

In fact, his jump is not poisoned, and there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

Under the strong oppressive force of King Jiang, it is already a miracle to be able to stand up. The owner of the village can jump, obviously he has used all the spiritual power to maintain the spiritual source in the spirit master's body, which means that even if he survives, the spiritual source has been destroyed.

If you don't die, you're also a waste.

"Owner, no, don't ......," Mo Wushuang cried.

"Don't cry, Wushuang, I should have done this a long time ago. I think my death is the best explanation for my rebellion. ”

The owner said slowly.

"No, owner, you are not a traitor, I know, don't die, I will kill them to take revenge. Look at it, owner. Mo Wushuang hurriedly shouted.

"Wushuang, the owner handed Mo Wushuang a blank piece of paper at the moment when he finally fell to the ground. ”

Then the owner fell to the ground with a smile on his face.

The owner of the Mojiazhuang generation, just like that, fell.