Chapter 70: Is Mo Qianli or Mo Qianli?

She chuckled in her heart, turned her head to look at Mo Qianli, and suddenly felt very uneasy.

What's going on? Could it be that the Dark Order??

"No, you stop!" Amy didn't know exactly what the Dark Order would lead to.

She always thought that Mo Qianli was a member of the Demon Clan, and the Dark Order was a thing of the Demon Clan.

Therefore, if Mo Qianli uses it, it will definitely not be demonized like Red Fox or other magical beasts.

But listen to what he means, could it be that the people in the demon clan will also be demonized?

No, this must not be, how can it be to save her......

They had only seen each other a few times, and they had only known each other for a few months.

This time, Amy really guessed it again.

The power contained in the Dark Order is too strong, even if it is a person in the demon clan, it will never be possible to control it without reaching the Jindan stage.

Now, in order to deal with this group of people, Mo Qianli forcibly contracted the Dark Order, and it is very likely that he will be demonized by the Dark Order and controlled by the demonic nature.

"Millet grains~" When Mo Qianli turned his face again, the purple flame cluster on his forehead turned into a dark purple, like a small cluster of purple flames, which was weird.

In an instant, the aura around him suddenly became cold and gloomy.

"Mark my words." He frowned and looked at her deeply, as if to carve her into his heart.

Then he let go of her hand and stepped forward, blocking her body.

Amy looked at his back and suddenly realized that he was much taller, and now he was already an adult man.

Could it be because of the forced breakthrough of the Dark Order?

......Before Amy could stretch out her hand, Mo Qianli had already raised her foot and flew towards the three of them.

"If you dare to covet my demons, then leave your life here!"

The three people on the opposite side were shocked when they saw that Mo Qianli's cultivation had skyrocketed from the middle of the Yuan Dan to the Jindan stage, and slowly rose to a cultivation that they couldn't see clearly.

They all sacrificed their weapons and used their strongest attacks to resist Mo Qianli's attack.

When Master Liuli saw Amy alone, his mind turned, and he held his sword and flew sideways towards her.

Although she contracted six elemental elves, after all, the cultivation of the Yuan Dan period was there, and she was a big step behind.

A powerful Jindan coercion weighed her and she could barely breathe.

Seeing that the sword was about to plunge into Amy's chest, suddenly a hand passed through his back with his bare hands, and in his hand he held a bloody and beating heart.

The bloody hand quickly pulled out, and brought the person back as well, and the heart and the boy-haired man fell to the ground at the same time, gradually losing their vitality.

Mo Qianli sneered, raised his eyes and glanced at Amy coldly, and then turned to deal with the other two veterans.

Amy's heart suddenly throbbed, and she clearly saw that there was no tenderness in Mo Qianli's eyes, only cold turbulence and killing intent.

In just a few minutes, the other two old Daoists also banged, and fell to the ground covered with scars, Mo Qianli just stood there like that, watching the two old Daoists gasp a few times, and finally lost their breath.

"Hmph, I can't help myself." His hands were still dripping with blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own blood or the blood of those who had died.

"Mo Qianli~" Amy shouted a little unconfidently.

But seeing the other party slowly turn around, the two pairs of eyes collided together in an instant, and the original dark purple pupils were now pitch black, like the boundless night, and she could no longer find a little familiar feeling.

"Mo Qianli, we won." She suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, frowned, forced a smile and pretended to be relaxed.

He frowned and looked at Amy, feeling a strange feeling in his heart, and he was uncomfortable.

"We? What kind of thing do you dare to compare to the deity! "He doesn't like the feeling of being out of control.