What kind of existence is she!

Rena was frightened, even a little dazed and frightened.

And this doubt also appeared in the hearts of countless people. Whether it's earthlings or aliens who are concerned about the earth.

The chariot stopped above Mount Tai, and the irresistible power was like a devastating tsunami crushing all directions, even ordinary monks could not resist the slightest, let alone those ordinary people. Only the existence of Sivir, the goddess of war, who is close to the giants of the ages, can preserve a trace of poor sanity under the terrifying majesty.

Mo Chen stood proudly on Mount Tai, not to be outdone, confronting the figure on the chariot.

Behind him, three pillar-like avenue phantoms appeared, intertwining with the avenue of heaven and earth in the void to form an endless sea of stars, opposing the avenue of stars from the sky. The sea of stars collides with the Avenue of Stars, like a terrible tide that destroys the world, constantly impacting and colliding, causing the earth to tremble and the vast starry sky to sway!

"Damn,, it's so exciting, it's so exciting."

In space, Morgana's eyes lit up as she stared at the changes on Earth, dancing and shouting to vent her excitement.

Although due to the interference of energy tides, she couldn't see exactly what was happening on the earth at all, and she could only vaguely sense that two terrifying forces were colliding in the void. But with the starry turmoil caused by that battle alone, Morgana was able to make up for the earth-shattering battle that had taken place below.

Thinking of the bastard who interfered with her attack on the earth, and the miserable lesson she was taught a lesson, Morgana felt extremely comfortable, and even her aunt, who had been irregular recently, was much better.

The hunting mountain wind blew Mo Chen's clothes, making his long hair dance like a spirit snake. In just a few breaths, Mo Chen's face was already a little pale, and his feet were completely sunk into the hard ground, obviously at a disadvantage in this battle.

"Hmph, you deserve it."

The goddess of war, Sivir, is in a very comfortable mood now, especially when she sees Mo Chen falling into the disadvantage in the battle, which is even more comfortable than drinking a bowl of sour plum soup in the summer. She shook her delicate body in a shameful pose, and her mouth whined in celebration.

"Bang!"

Because of the huge pressure, the top of Mount Tai almost completely collapsed under Mo Chen's trampling. The scattered stones were more ferocious than bullets, interrupting Sivir's excitement.

The chariot fell on Mount Tai at some point, less than three zhang away from Mo Chen.

At this distance, Sivir was able to see even every detail of the chariot. What puzzled her was that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't see the figure on the chariot. It was as if the two were separated by a thick layer of frosted glass, obstructing her view.

Although he couldn't make out the figure, Sivir put the doubt behind him in an instant.

Her graceful body swayed violently in the void, excitedly waiting for the upcoming earth-shattering battle, and secretly cursing Mo Chen was also put on such a shameful pose!

"My sweet little master, you have grown a lot better than you did back then." A faint sigh slowly sounded from the chariot. The sound seemed to come from the sky, and it seemed to come from eternity, full of unpredictable flavors.

However, these things are no longer worth paying attention to for Sivir.

Now, she was completely confused by the other party's name.

Master!

Sivir stupidly looked at the hard-to-see figure on the chariot, and then looked at Mo Chen, whose breath was still unstable, and felt all kinds of dogs in his heart, no, the same mood as being dogs.

Damn, these two bastards are messing around, wasting the mood of the old lady!

I was expecting some bastard who teased me to be beaten into a pig's head, but it turned out that the family was simply playing around on their own, and if it weren't for the fact that he was now under control and unable to move, Sivir would have wanted to scold his mother.

This, this is too bullying to be there!

"Congratulations, you've resumed your cultivation." Mo Chen looked at the figure on the chariot with a slight distraction, and his voice was a little complicated and emotional.

As early as the first time the other party appeared, he had already recognized the origin of the other party.

Demon Blade Hime!

The legendary god of the great sun, the son of the sun, the golden crow divine beast.

"It's still a little short of full recovery, but it's barely restored to the previous three-percent cultivation." Demon Dao Ji shook his head slightly and sighed.

She was so badly injured that she almost fell completely, if it weren't for Mo Chen, it was a question of whether she could be resurrected. Even after so many years of cultivation, the Demon Sword Ji has never returned to her peak.

Demon Dao Ji pondered for a few moments and said gently, "I know you have a lot of doubts, but this is not the place to speak. Let's get in the car, let's talk in another place. ”

Mo Chen bowed his head slightly and did not refute, and stepped onto the chariot of the demon sword Ji.

He also has too many questions to ask, too many puzzles to answer.

For example, what happened in the past of this world, why did the demon sword Ji wait here, and what was the situation in the mountain and sea world where Wu Meiniang was located.

Countless doubts made Mo Chen urgently need answers.

The chariot galloped, the endless starlight rained like raindrops, and the shattered mountain tops below were restored to their original state as if nothing had happened. And the starlight fell on the human body, and the originally frightened human face was a little more dazed, and there was a faint doubt.

Here, what's going on?

Their memories during this time have disappeared without a trace, and they don't know what happened to Taishan!

In the depths of the sun, inside a simple palace.

Mo Chen and Demon Dao Ji sat across a crimson low table, on which a pot of fragrant tea was placed.

Demon Dao Ji looked at Mo Chen and said with a smile: "My little master, your life is really hard enough, you can even devour the gods, although it is only a doppelganger of the gods, but it is also amazing enough." But to see you back again was a relief. ”

Mo Chen chuckled, naturally understanding what the demon sword Ji meant.

Although he promised Demon Daoji freedom back then, he didn't untie the contract between the two, or he didn't know how to undo it. And once he dies, the demon sword will inevitably fall under the constraints of the contract.

He shook his head slightly: "I have promised you freedom back then, and you don't need to call me master anymore." ”

"Our contract has penetrated into the foundation of the Great Dao, what difference does it make if we are free or not?" Demon Dao Ji's expression was flat, and she didn't show anything unusual about this matter. For her, being able to live another life is already a luxury, so what does it matter if she is free or not?

Mo Chen didn't speak, because he really didn't know how to unlock the contract of the Demon Sword Ji. He was silent for a while, and finally sighed lightly and asked, "How is Mei Niang now?" ”