If it is Moxi, he can easily hear the irony in Feng Yan's words, the "God" in Feng Yan's mouth is always mocking, and obviously the word "God" is completely derogatory to him.

After hearing Feng Yan's words, the patriarch's eyes suddenly widened, but his pupils did not shrink with it, and he looked at his feet in confusion, the pain made him almost lose the ability to think, and the few words he vaguely heard gave him the strength to persevere.

The Wu Clan was almost completely wiped out, everyone seemed to have experienced purgatory-like torture, Feng Yan didn't know how painful they were, he suddenly looked forward to seeing Mo Xi very much, in fact, he was ready to fight a tough battle, but he didn't expect to come back again, and what he saw was such a scene.

He walked towards the secret room with a very purposeful purpose, and Mo Xi told him that if the witch god flower was the source of the blood curse, then the final way to unlock the blood curse must be here, so Mo Xi must also be here.

It's just that he is not a member of the Wu clan after all, he can only stand in front of the stone gate and wait quietly for Mo Xi to come out by himself, tens of thousands of people wail behind him, but he is independent, unaffected, like an outsider standing in the Shura field.

Moxi did want to go out, although she knew it was risky, but she had to fight.

Mo Ziyan still didn't wake up in a coma, but at this moment, her whole body was convulsed, and the surface of her exposed skin became transparent, densely covered with red blood.

At this moment, the bloodshot in the skin was like the blood on the witch god flower before, writhing wildly, impacting, Mo Ziyan's body was also writhing desperately on the ground, the movement became bigger and bigger, and finally woke up Mo Xi, who was attracted all the attention by the witch god flower.

Mo Xi was taken aback by her appearance, and quickly opened her eyelids only to find that she was not awake at all, but her blood vessels could burst at any time.

Mo Xi wasn't sure if it was the power of the blood spell, and she thought she would have to take a risk if she needed to touch the air outside. Mo Ziyan can't die yet, she is the second biggest chip in her hand, and the first big one, since just now, has become a witch god flower.

She stood in the corner by the door, carefully opening the door a crack, only to see that it was dark.

If I remember correctly, it shouldn't be dark now, it must be opened in the wrong way, Moxi silently closed the gap, silently counted three, and opened the door a crack.

This time it was confirmed, and it was indeed dark.

The seal was almost attached to the stone door, and after waiting for two hours, the door finally moved, but I didn't expect that in just a moment, the stone door closed again.

When someone opened the stone door the second time, all he saw was a girl with slightly open red lips and a shocked face, only at this moment, she really looked like an eighteen-year-old girl.

When Mo Xi opened the door for the second time, he saw Feng Yan's face in the crack of the door, and suddenly opened the stone door, still unable to believe his eyes.

"Why did you come back so soon?"

"Wouldn't you miss out on the show if you didn't come back?"

Feng Yan stepped aside, revealing the clansmen rolling on the ground behind her, but the voice didn't reach her ears at all.

"How so?"

Mo Xi couldn't believe the situation in front of him and muttered to himself.

"This is caused by the blood curse being broken, didn't you do it?" Feng Yan stood beside him and looked out together.

People writhe around in pain, and when they touch people next to them, they can't help but kick and scratch, as if venting can alleviate the pain of the body.

"The blood curse penetrates deep into the bone marrow, and is pulled out without any support, this kind of pain is beyond the limit of human tolerance, but it cannot be interrupted, and it can only be endured. ”

After speaking, Feng Yan looked at Mo Ziyan under her feet, twisted into various shapes, and changed all the time, but she never woke up, and she didn't even make a sound.

"I've got to wake her up, or she'll not get through. ”

Mo Xi nodded, I don't know how many people from this tens of thousands of people will be left after this catastrophe.

Feng Yan sat on the ground, his fingers pointed at Mo Ziyan's forehead through the air, and a milky white spiritual power like a substance rushed directly into her body, she seemed to be shaken all over, and her body that was originally writhing had a short period of stillness, but it was only for a moment, and the pain of breaking the spell instantly covered up other feelings.

Mo Xi looked at Feng Yan's movements, if she guessed correctly, Feng Yan should have used a skill such as soul locking to lock Mo Ziyan's soul, so naturally she couldn't wake up.

Moxi doesn't have such strength, not only can't it be cured, but even the principle is just a guess.

After a long time, a heart-rending scream came out of Mo Ziyan's mouth, which shook Mo Xi's eardrums, Mo Ziyan's eyes widened, her eyeballs bulged out, and then she bounced and rolled on the ground like crazy.

When Mo Xi opened the door for the second time, he saw Feng Yan's face in the crack of the door, and suddenly opened the stone door, still unable to believe his eyes.

"Why did you come back so soon?"

"Wouldn't you miss out on the show if you didn't come back?"

Feng Yan stepped aside, revealing the clansmen rolling on the ground behind her, but the voice didn't reach her ears at all.

"How so?"

Mo Xi couldn't believe the situation in front of him and muttered to himself.

"This is caused by the blood curse being broken, didn't you do it?" Feng Yan stood beside him and looked out together.

People writhe around in pain, and when they touch people next to them, they can't help but kick and scratch, as if venting can alleviate the pain of the body.

"The blood curse penetrates deep into the bone marrow, and is pulled out without any support, this kind of pain is beyond the limit of human tolerance, but it cannot be interrupted, and it can only be endured. ”

After speaking, Feng Yan looked at Mo Ziyan under her feet, twisted into various shapes, and changed all the time, but she never woke up, and she didn't even make a sound.

"I've got to wake her up, or she'll not get through. ”

Mo Xi nodded, I don't know how many people from this tens of thousands of people will be left after this catastrophe.

Feng Yan sat on the ground, his fingers pointed at Mo Ziyan's forehead through the air, and a milky white spiritual power like a substance rushed directly into her body, she seemed to be shaken all over, and her body that was originally writhing had a short period of stillness, but it was only for a moment, and the pain of breaking the spell instantly covered up other feelings.

Mo Xi looked at Feng Yan's movements, if she guessed correctly, Feng Yan should have used a skill such as soul locking to lock Mo Ziyan's soul, so naturally she couldn't wake up.

Moxi doesn't have such strength, not only can't it be cured, but even the principle is just a guess.

After a long time, a heart-rending scream came out of Mo Ziyan's mouth, which shook Mo Xi's eardrums, Mo Ziyan's eyes widened, her eyeballs bulged out, and then she bounced and rolled on the ground like crazy.