The reason why the Xixing Temple family suddenly reintroduced the marriage contract this time is actually only the 'power' that Mo has.

Although, according to their calculations, as long as 'that person' is sacrificed, then everything will be solved.

How cost-effective it is to exchange the life of one 'person' for the lives of thousands of 'people'.

It's just obligatory and deserved! It was sent down by the Providence of Heaven to make amends, to save them from all the wrongs and sins they had committed!

However, this is only their calculation after all, and if the calculation is wrong, if it is not enough to save just sacrificing 'one person', is it necessary to add another insurance......

Or rather, try something else. Wouldn't it be better if someone could directly destroy that 'Westbound Demon' and completely eliminate future troubles!

So, who can have such power? And who is willing to risk their lives to get rid of the 'Westbound Demon'?

The world's first sword saint, the savior of the common people, and the patron saint of the world!

If there is anyone else who can get rid of such a dangerous 'monster', it is the strongest person in the world!

And the most important thing is that he actually made a marriage contract with the other party! Even if it was just a verbal appointment of the predecessors, even if it was just a desperate memory for them, they even forgot about it.

But that's enough. You only need to come to the door in person and re-mention this family matter, at that time, for the sake of the relationship between the two families, how can the other party not make a move!

There is no better 'helper' than this!

That's how they calculated, and that's how they acted. Visits, proposals, invitations, everything is as they planned. Although there were some unexpected situations later, it was not bad, but it was better to say that it was better. If these two people get along with each other in advance, then there is no need to worry that the other party will not make a move......

……

Mo stopped and looked at the huge 'cherry blossom tree' in front of him.

The manifestation of the netherworld, the embodiment of death......

After several temptations, he finally determined the target, directly used the method of discourse to defeat the opponent's mind, obtained all the 'information', and knew everything from beginning to end, and finally appeared here......

As he said before, he has no interest in being a savior, and he has never wanted to call himself a so-called 'hero'. And the reason why he came here, what he wanted to help, what he wanted to save, was by no means the so-called 'tens of millions of people'......

"So, let me see what kind of power the so-called 'incarnation of death' has......"

Mo slowly pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and wisps of black mist slowly emerged, lingering around his body, until he wrapped the sword body completely, and then took a step, and the blade was unsheathed.

At this moment, the world turned into black and white, and then a brush stroke across the sky fell, threatening to erase everything on the painting.

However, the next moment, it was like a meteorite falling into the deep sea, causing a huge splash. The black and white, ink-like world of that moment, tumbling, stirring, and then shattering, invisible......

Mo's sword with all his strength was stagnant in mid-air, and Mo's originally ancient face became extremely distorted and hideous at this moment!

Horror, horror, horror, horror, horror, great horror!

The huge cherry blossom tree, at this time, is automatic without wind, and countless branches are shaking, as if stretching their bodies. If, just last moment, the other party was just a sleeping 'giant tree', then at this moment, a peerless 'murderous thing' is waking up from its slumber.

The formless and substantial, but infinite breath, at a moment, filled this side of the world.

Heaven and earth are turned upside down, yin and yang are reversed, and the moment the 'other party' awakens, this side of the world is filled with endless, pure 'dead silence'.

What sword intent, what mystery, at this moment, is so ridiculous. Facing the existence of a world filled with a side in front of him, it is nothing more than a child's trick.

Mo's figure froze in mid-air, his whole body trembled, and even his right hand holding the sword was stiff and difficult to swing forward even a little.

What is it!? What is it!? What the hell is this 'thing'!!

At this moment, in Mo's eyes, this side of the world was 'killed' the moment the other party woke up.

The endless 'dead silence' fills the heavens and the earth, the vitality is erased, the living beings are 'killed', the earth is 'killed', the air is 'killed', and even the endless spiritual machines that originally filled the four directions of the heavens and the earth, at this moment, are all expelled and swallowed, leaving only endless 'death'!

And the only 'living thing' that remains, is the black figure in mid-air, like frozen in amber.

"Ahh!!!h , The hideous face finally burst out with a roar, and the black mist all over his body swelled, tearing a rift between the heaven and earth full of endless 'death'.

As soon as it reached the black sword that crossed the heavens and the earth, it was finally slashed out. However, the sword that was supposed to tear apart the heavens and the earth was consumed by endless 'death' the moment it was slashed out, and by the time it flew in front of the huge cherry blossom tree, it had been consumed less than one-tenth of its original size.

Then a branch facing the sword light was slowly handed out, and an invisible force flashed, and the black sword light was completely erased.

Seeing this scene, Mo's eyes were torn.

Such an 'existence', such a 'thing', should not appear in the world at all!! That's not a 'being' that 'mortals' can fight against!

A long groan sounded in the sky, and the black mist that lingered around the ink body rose in an instant, forcibly tearing apart the 'dead silence' of the world, and then a sharp edge turned into a streamer, and in an instant, it flew beyond the sky.

Then, in the next moment, the torn hole was closed again, smoothed out, as if nothing had happened, and silence was restored.

On an unknown hillside, Mo was holding a sword in one hand, half-kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath, soaked with sweat all over his body, and his face was even more pale without a trace of blood.

And the most conspicuous thing is his originally black hair, which is now dyed with a layer of gray, like a withered branch.

Yes, he escaped, even by desperate means. Because at the moment when the other party woke up, the moment he saw the other party's 'truth', he understood that it was not an existence that he could compete with now.

That sword, that sword, the sword he tried his best, the sword that overdrew all the slashes, the sword that was the same as the sword that killed the demon lord at the beginning, was actually blocked by the other party's branches......

He slowly raised his left hand and looked at his slightly trembling palm. Mo's face was full of anger and hideousness, and even at this moment, his body was still trembling uncontrollably.

"Ahhh , Mo smashed his fist on the ground, directly cracking the small hill below him, and splashing mud and stones.

It took him a long time to get up from the billowing smoke. With a wave of his hand, countless dust was blown away, and the original hideous face had disappeared at this moment, as if after venting, he had finally regained his former calm. Only the dark eyes remained, full of solemnity and thought......

…… To be continued......