Mo Xiaoxiao knew that the Yuanying Monk's Yuanying could already leave the body, and she still had a certain combat power, so she didn't dare to be careless, so she immediately approached, and at the same time firmly sealed the Yuanying Monk's head with four hosta flowers.

When the Yuanying monk dies, the Yuanying must leave the body, otherwise he will be trapped in the corpse and gradually dissipate.

Sure enough, an old man who was also purple-clothed and white-haired—just much smaller, was completely a miniature version of the Yuanying Monk, and jumped out of his consciousness at the first moment when the Yuanying Monk was cut off from his life, holding a miniature version of the halberd in his hand.

Mo Xiaoxiao has been waiting here for a long time, although the Yuan Ying of the Yuan Infant Monk is still very powerful, but after all, he is a Yuan Shen, not a monk who has particularly cultivated the power of the Yuan Shen, and the Yuan Shen is still very weak.

As soon as the hosta flower rolled, the villain was wrapped, and Mo Xiaoxiao immediately urged the hosta flower and sealed the villain in the hosta flower.

Of course, Yuan Ying refused to be caught, and immediately struggled hard, and wanted to use the power of the Spirit Treasure Soul Halberd to break through the hosta flower, but as soon as he entered the hosta flower space, his struggle was not moving, and the binding force of the hosta flower was also strengthened to the maximum.

The hosta flower is not a cage, and it has no binding force, but it has the same mind as her master, for example, now she can look inside, and she can let anyone who enters the hosta flower see the outside scene through the hosta flower through her mind. Conversely, if she doesn't want to, then those people can't see or hear.

In short, this hosta flower can be said to be an independent space for her—a space that is completely controlled by her and not constrained by the power of the five elements of the outside world.

Mo Xiaoxiao manipulated the hosta flower to roll up, tightly rolling the yuan baby, and the little man gradually struggled to move, and was wrapped in a piece of hosta flowers, like a dumpling.

The villain was a little panicked at this time, and the pride no longer existed, the originally violent and old face was changed to a palm-sized figure, no matter how you look at it, it is also a little cute, but it is a pity that Mo Xiaoxiao thought of the wounds of Xuantu and Qingfeng, and he couldn't pity him.

"You can't kill me, I'm a person from the upper realm, if you kill me, you will be hunted down by the sect, no matter which interface you are in!"

The villain's threat, in the end, is used to being powerful, even if his life is in the hands of others now, he is used in this tone of obedience.

Although Mo Xiaoxiao felt that it was cruel to kill such a small person with his own hands, but after listening to his words, he had to kill him, "If I don't kill you, I'm afraid that it won't end well after those people find out, right?" ”

The villain is completely controlled, the hosta petals are abnormally strong, and his strength is different from the body after all, and he can't break free. "Even if you kill me, there is still my natal lamp in the sect, and it will still be known by the sect."

Mo Xiaoxiao was a little curious: "You have a sect on the left and a sect on the right, which sect are you?" ”

The villain opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't know what to think, so he didn't speak after all.

Mo Xiaoxiao saw that he refused to speak, so he continued to ask: "Then you are dead, what natal lamp will show the scene of your death?" ”

The villain was in a hurry, and just now he didn't tell the truth because he thought that the door rules should not be leaked, but he couldn't hold back his words, and when he heard Mo Xiaoxiao ask again, he opened his mouth and said: "Naturally I can't, but I can show where he died, and then the sect will locate here." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good." ”

The little man finally thought of what she meant, "What do you want to do?" If you kill me, you Linggu won't be able to eat and walk around! ”

Mo Xiaoxiao tried her best to calm down, thinking of the injured Xuantu grandfather: "If you live, we won't be able to get any benefits." ”

After speaking, Mo Xiaoxiao used the hosta flower, rolled it hard, and strangled the villain.

After a miserable scream, the villain turned into a phantom, and thousands of fragments turned into stars, slowly dissipating between heaven and earth.

After thousands of years of practice, life and death are only a moment.

Mo Xiaoxiao didn't have time to be sentimental, so he hurriedly got out of the hosta flower to see the situation of Xuantu and Qingfeng.

The purple-robed monk was dead, and his body was like a dead bird, falling straight to the sea.

With a plop, it was buried in the sea and disappeared.

The situation changed too quickly, and the remaining disciples of the True Dao Sect were originally very happy that their ancestor was invincible and wanted to exterminate the Spirit Valley, but who knew that when it suddenly changed, they saw that their god-like ancestor was killed, and even Yuan Ying did not escape. It took a long time to regain their senses, and when they reflected, they didn't dare to get out of the water, or float on the surface or dive to the bottom, and hurriedly fled into the distance.

Mo Xiaoxiao wanted to chase and kill, but Xuantu said weakly: "Don't chase it, the cause and effect of killing is too great, and the catastrophe will be too heavy in the future, let them go." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao thought that these people were already scattered, so he gave up.

Qingfeng's face was as white as paper, and he turned back into a small bamboo pole that was only about two zhang long, and the body with lilac spots on it was originally blue and blue, but now it became gray and lifeless. There were only three of the countless branches and leaves that were originally dense, and not a single leaf on them was bare, like a dead bamboo.

Xuantu was even weaker, and after saying the sentence just now, he fell directly into a coma.

Mo Xiaoxiao hurriedly took them back to Linggu.

The little demons in Linggu were arguing whether to go out to see the movement, noisy, excited, and when they saw that Mo Xiaoxiao was back, they hurriedly greeted them, and asked nonsense: "How is it?" ”

Mo Xiaoxiao walked to the edge of the Spirit Lake, and only then did he take out the Qingfeng bamboo body and the Xuantu body from the hosta flower.

For the first time, the demons saw the powerful Qingfeng and Xuantu become like this, and they all cried for a while.

Mo Xiaoxiao said: "Alas, although Brother Qingfeng and Grandpa Xuantu killed that Yuanying Monk desperately, what kind of person is that person from the upper realm, their sect will soon know the news of his death, and we may not be able to live in Linggu any longer." ”

The demons were silent.

Xuantu was seriously injured, and even if he was given a lot of elixirs, Zizhi also healed him, but he was still unconscious.

Bai Yujing, who arrived later, took a look, shook his head and sighed: "His injuries are too serious, his heart is almost broken, I'm afraid the situation is not good." ”

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Just a moment after Yuan Ying was killed by Mo Xiaoxiao, in a luxurious palace in an unknown place, an attendant disciple was carefully wiping the floor with spiritual energy, when suddenly a gust of wind blew, and a spiritual lamp went out.

The disciple just happened to be tired, raised his head, and just saw the moment when the spiritual lamp was extinguished.

He was shocked, is this, the wind blowing? Impossible, this is the natal lamp of the Yuan Infant Monk!

After thinking about it, he hurriedly reported it to the deacon, who was also shocked, and when he came to check it, he saw that the man's name was even more bad. Hurried away.

The disciple was a little puzzled, he scratched his head: "Fifteen, who is this?" Is there an elder in the fifteenth rank? ”