At this time, Duke Ouyang, Gong Xuehua, Ji Yu and Ouyang Mingtang were also dumbfounded and looked at Mo Xiaochuan in astonishment.

Give them a thousand, ten thousand heads, and they can't imagine that in the end, it will be such an ending.

At the same time, there is more awe of Mo Xiaochuan's mystery and horror.

Mo Xiaochuan's figure never appeared.

Everyone stood in place in fear, nervously tense, not daring to make the slightest movement.

"What's the matter? has everyone switched to performance art?" Mo Xiaochuan's hippie smile appeared not far from a cultivator.

"Mo Xiaochuan, what kind of demon technique did you use?" Qiu Jiang stared at Mo Xiaochuan.

"Stupid, I know that this is a demon law and still ask? When I went out, I put my brain at home. Mo Xiaochuan glanced at Qiu Jiang contemptuously, "Originally, I wanted you to run errands or something under the hands of the deity, it seems that this decision was not considered." ”

Qiu Jiang was furious: "Mo Xiaochuan, you have the ability, you don't need demon methods, we will fight you to the death." ”

When Mo Xiaochuan heard this, he was stunned, and looked at Qiu Jiang's expression, as if he was looking at an idiot: "What do you mean is that the deity is fighting you to the death with you people." It seems that you didn't lose your head, but you didn't grow a head at all. Are you stupid or do you think everyone else is stupid?"

"Well, if you have to say that, the deity will fulfill you. Come on, the deity will fight you to the death. Mo Xiaochuan said, hooking his finger at Qiu Jiang, looking like he didn't take Qiu Jiang in his eyes.

Qiu Jiang wanted to move, but he didn't dare.

He didn't know what Mo Xiaochuan had done when he disappeared just now. How could some of them suddenly start killing each other.

Moreover, some people even call Mo Xiaochuan the master.

However, now, they are not with Mo Xiaochuan, and like them, they are all wary of each other's Daoist friends around them, hoping that the dead Daoists will not die in the poor Dao.

"Cut, with this little guts, you dare to make a big statement. Mo Xiaochuan glanced at Qiu Jiang with disdain, "Just now, it seems that almost the entire Death Demon Death Death Corpse has been moved." It's kind of interesting. ”

"The deity is still the same sentence, if you are willing to serve the deity, you don't have to worry about the elixir. The deity does not restrict your freedom, and of course, the prohibition still has to be added. After all, I have already given you a chance just now, and none of you can grasp it. ”

"So, the deity can only take action in person, but the effect is not bad. Be careful around you, maybe when your life will be gone?"

Mo Xiaochuan talked eloquently, and he didn't take these cultivators into account at all.

The Death of the Dead Demon is that there is no loose cultivation, it is not that the existence of loose cultivation is not allowed, but that the scattered cultivation cannot be mixed up at all in the Death Demon Death.

And, now, all the forces of the Dead Demon Death suddenly have a feeling of sitting on wax.

Let's fight, definitely not, maybe when, the stuffy stick will come up.

If you don't fight, there will definitely be Mo Xiaochuan's people in your own forces.

However, who knows how Mo Xiaochuan controlled them, if it was self-defeating, maybe he would soon take a back seat. It is also possible to die unexplained.

The feeling of riding a tiger is so difficult, it turns out, so difficult.

However, even if it continues to be stalemate like this, how long will it last?

"What's the matter? I'm dumb, I can't speak. Since I can't say it, then I'll say it for you. When Mo Xiaochuan said this, he paused: "Those who descend live, and those who resist are killed." ”

Mo Xiaochuan's voice was full of cold killing intent and the death demon was driven by Mo Xiaochuan's killing intent rules, and there was an incomparably black snow bloom.

Snowflakes from big to small, fluttering and sprinkling, goose feathers, there is no way to hide, there is no way to avoid.

All the cultivators were shocked, thinking that Mo Xiaochuan had launched some kind of magic again, and they gathered Xiangang one after another, sacrificing magic weapons, and wanted to avoid the snowflakes. However, the snowflakes seemed to moisten things silently, directly through the immortal gang, the magic weapon, and fell on the cultivator.

The snow blossom fell on the cultivator and quietly melted in.

At this time, the cultivator of the Death Demon Death was surprised to find that this snowflake did not have any attack power. On the contrary, it also plays an auxiliary role in the growth of the divine soul.

What the hell is going on?

Doesn't Mo Xiaochuan know the word "enemy"?

All cultivators know that there will be no such cheap thing in the world. However, no one wants to miss the opportunity to increase their souls.

For cultivators, the most difficult thing to cultivate is the divine soul.

The realm, the perception of the rules, the use of the rules, that one is not related to the soul.

Now, with such a benefit, even if they knew that Mo Xiaochuan was cheating, they couldn't stop.

This is much more real than the five-pin pill.

The five-pin pill still depends on life to exchange, but this one is no danger or danger.

Some cultivators even put away all the immortal gangs and magic weapons, still wishing that the snowflakes would be bigger, and even bigger.

This kind of welfare is rare, and after this village, there will be no such shop.

Suddenly, Qiu Jiangyi frowned, his face changed sharply, and he exclaimed: "It's not good, this is the real killing move." This is a divine soul forbidden. ”

Isn't it?

Isn't this piece of snowflake the Hongmeng Ju Nu Talisman?

Mo Xiaochuan is so big and strong.

After Qiu Jiang finished speaking, he hurriedly used the power of the Divine Soul Consciousness Sea, wanting to resist the invasion of the Hongmeng Gathering Slave Fu.

However, it's over.

"Bang"

Qiu Jiang's head exploded, leaving only a headless body, without support, and fell abruptly.

Qiu Jiang is just the beginning.

The six major families of the Death Demon Death, the top powerhouses of each power, are naturally unwilling to be forbidden by others, and they have been enslaved from then on. As a result, they boycotted one after another.

It's a pity that Qiu Jiang set an example, they didn't see it.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The corpses fell from mid-air one after another like geese diving into the water.

"Those who descend live, and those who resist kill. Why should you have trouble with your own life?" Mo Xiaochuan shook his head indifferently.

"You are a butcher, and the next life will kill you. A cultivator, before he died, pointed at Mo Xiaochuan's nose and scolded viciously.

"You have no afterlife. Mo Xiaochuan said with a smile.

"Cultivator, who doesn't have blood on their hands. It's just the jungle. Zhou bowed. Finally, an elder of the Zhou family sighed, sat cross-legged, and let the snow Hua transformed by the Hongmeng Junu Fu integrate into his body.

Zhao bowed. An elder of the Zhao family also sat cross-legged and bowed to Mo Xiaochuan.

If there are two, there are thirty or forty million.

In just a moment, the Hongmeng Gathering Slave Talisman shrouded the range, except for the dead cultivators, all surrendered.

Ouyang Gongchen, Ji Yu, and Gong Xuehua knelt down heavily in the direction of Mo Xiaochuan. Because, apart from this, I really can't think of how to express their supreme awe for Mo Xiaochuan.

Ou Yangmingtang also knelt down to Mo Xiaochuan, dumbfounded.

He knew that Mo Xiaochuan's strength was very strong, but he never thought that Mo Xiaochuan's strength would be so strong that it would be so against the sky.

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