Bastard!

Seeing the source of his clan's curse, Zi Xuan immediately shot out with anger, and the fire spirit power slashed directly towards the branch like a sharp blade. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing that the branch was about to be destroyed under the flames along with the marriage card hanging on it, an ice-attribute cold qi came first, and it crashed into the flame blade first.

Burst!

The ice and fire dissipated, and the two dissipated almost at the same time, and under the laurel tree, nothing was left except a cloud of white mist.

Zi Xuan's pupils shrank, and she was able to perfectly eliminate the flames she shot out at will in an instant, this control over spiritual power was simply exquisite, which showed the horror of the person who shot it, but this scruple did not make the anger in her heart dissipate much, but it became more and more high.

Turning her head, Zi Xuan stared at Mo Wen tightly, and asked almost word by word, "Mo Wen, what do you mean by this?!" ”

The source of the tens of thousands of years of misfortune of the clan is in front of her, and the stories containing blood and tears are floating in her mind.

However, looking at the girl who gritted her teeth, Mo Wen shrugged her shoulders casually.

"I don't know if you can't solve the curse with that knife, but I know you're in big trouble! This laurel tree is the place where the marriage of the Six Realms is involved, and if you burn it, aren't you afraid that the heavens will condemn you? ”

- Ugh!

Zixuan's momentum was suffocated, she had just been carried away and shot regardless of it, and now after Mo Wen's reminder, she reacted, this is not a big tree in the dense forest of Miaojiang in front of her, she can burn it if she says it, and if she accidentally destroys someone else's marriage, she will feel guilty for the rest of her life.

There was some gratitude in her heart, but Zixuan's face was not obvious, and she snorted softly and turned around again.

With her hand upward, a stream of water appeared in her hand, and then slowly walked towards the marriage card on the laurel tree, and it could be seen that this time she was a lot more careful.

It's just that the next moment, Zixuan's face changed, because at the moment when the water flow she summoned was about to touch the marriage card, the originally hanging branch suddenly shook, and a large amount of black gas gushed out on the entire branch, biting it like a giant python.

Burst!

As if ink was dripping into the water, the black qi instantly merged into the water flow, and then went upstream, rendering Zixuan's water flow black in the blink of an eye, and then rushed towards Zixuan unabated.

Resentment! Despair! Suffering! Remorse!

The black qi approached rapidly, feeling what it contained, Zixuan's pretty face turned pale all of a sudden, as if she was stupid and did not react at all.

It's just that at this moment, Mo Wen suddenly rushed over, holding a short black stick in his hand, and he took the first step to stop in front of the black qi.

- Ahh

With a piercing scream that was not like a human voice, the originally arrogant black gas retracted rapidly the moment it touched the black rod, giving people the feeling of touching a human hand with a red-hot iron plate and touching a cat and mouse.

"Want to run? Which is so easy! ”

Seeing the black qi retreating, the corners of Mo Wen's mouth showed a sneer, and he didn't see any superfluous movements, but as soon as he twisted his hand, a black light gushed out from the black rod, and the retracted black qi returned to the body of the rod.

The curse will be swallowed in the face of a more powerful curse, condensing the unwillingness and resentment of hundreds of millions of people before death, coupled with the original ten thousand spells inscribed, the soul eater rod is now simply the nemesis of most dark curses, and after the black qi is submerged into the body of the rod, it is easily swallowed without even a decent resistance.

She let out a long breath, and after the black qi dissipated, Zi Xuan came back to her senses, she glanced at Mo Wen who was standing in front of her with a complicated expression, and then whispered: "Thank you!" ”

However, Mo Wen glanced at her with a strange expression, and said unhurriedly: "Two news, one good and one bad, which one do you want to hear first?" ”

I finally let go of my grievances and thanked him, but people didn't pay attention to them at all, Zixuan bit her lip, and she didn't feel angry and glanced at Mo Wen.

"Let's talk about the bad news first, it's like this now anyway, and I guess there's nothing more uncomfortable for me!"

Mo Wen shrugged his shoulders, glanced at the black branches that were incompatible with the main laurel tree, and said directly: "The bad news is that your ancestral grave has been thrown away, and the curse on this black branch is mixed with Nuwa's own flesh and blood and some divine power, so it can forcibly change the marriage of your clan, and it is precisely because of the mixture of Nuwa's flesh and blood and divine power that this curse is also extremely difficult, with your current strength, at least you have to cultivate for a hundred years before there is hope!" ”

Zixuan's pupils shrank slightly, and her face instantly became gloomy, although the legend said that after the death of the great god Nuwa, he was buried in the deepest mausoleum of the trial cave outside Dali City, Miaojiang, which is mysterious and dangerous, and it is the largest place to raise Gu in Miaojiang, and almost no one can reach the deepest part of the mausoleum, but if it is a person from the god clan, then the result is not certain, so after Mo Wen said that this black branch was mixed with Nuwa's flesh and blood and divine power, Zi Xuan did not doubt it, but she was originally disgusted with the divine realm. The hatred has climbed to the extreme, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is not endless, cursing the Miao descendants, desecrating the remains of the great god, is it really their Nuwa clan to bully?

Slowly letting out a breath to calm down his emotions, Zixuan asked Mo Wen, "What is the good news?" ”

"The good news is that I can solve this curse, but it will take a bit longer, at least more than a year, and it will require your cooperation!"

Zixuan frowned, and subconsciously swept the empty sea of clouds around her.

"But this is the Divine Realm, we may not have this time!"

Kill Fu Yuan Immortal Weng, even if the Divine Realm does not react at the first time, it is impossible to let them stay here all the time, it involves the marriage of the Six Realms, even if this laurel tree is not as important as the Divine Tree of the Divine Realm, it is also the focus of defense and protection, and there must be a system of regular inspections.

However, Mo Wenyan shook his head disapprovingly, "You don't have to worry about this, now that the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi is the orthodox army of the Demon Realm, the war has reached the final stage, so he will not come back at this time!" And as long as Fuxi doesn't return, I really don't care about the other people in this god realm! ”

With clear eyes shining with a clear divine light and a light smile on the corner of his mouth, Mo Wen's face was radiant at this moment, and the confident look made people unconsciously want to believe everything he said.

With an inexplicable movement in her heart, Zi Xuan let out a long breath, "Okay, let's talk about it, what do you need me to do?" ”

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The Demon Realm, the Nine Shadows Earth, as its name suggests, is a dark space.

There was no daylight all year round, and the sky was covered with a bright red blood-eyed demon moon and a chain of cloudy clouds. In the legends of the Demon Realm passed down from generation to generation, the red-glowing blood-eyed Demon Moon symbolizes the bloody wounds of the defeated Orcs and the never-ending eyes of revenge, the dark and gloomy Demon Cloud Chain symbolizes the eternal noose imposed by the ancient gods on the defeated, and next to the Blood Moon, in the depths of the Demon Cloud, there is always a flash of dark lightning, conveying an ominous message of terrible oppression.

Beast Emperor Mountain, the highest peak of the Demon Realm, is also the place where the demon clans of all dynasties worshipped the god Shennong, but at this time, it has been shrouded in a shouting of killing. Sky, earth, mountains, tens of thousands of gods and demons soldiers fighting in every corner of this heaven and earth, shouting and killing, the sound of weapons colliding resounded throughout the universe, and the power of raising his hand to turn over the river and the sea fell from the sky one after another like dumplings, and the aftermath of the spiritual power rolled up between the two sides of the battle filled the entire battlefield, destroying everything like a storm.

On the side of the Protoss, the chariot of the Heavenly Emperor Fu Xi was suspended in the air, holding a golden sword, and Fu Xi looked down at the fighting gods and demons below with an expressionless face.

On the side of the demon clan, the Shennong clan stood on the top of the Beast Emperor Mountain, holding a giant mace, staring at Fuxi on the chariot with blood-red eyes, followed by his grandson Zhizunlou.

As the highest combat power of the gods and demons, neither Fuxi nor Shennong had the intention of making a move at this time, but the momentum between them had already begun to collide, and Shennong's strength had not recovered, but with the geographical advantage of the Beast Emperor Mountain, he could also compete with one or two, but as Fuxi's side continued to increase the pressure of spiritual power, he gradually felt powerless, and there was a faint despair in his heart.

In the past two hundred years, the army of the god realm has invaded the demon world, although by virtue of the geographical advantage, the demon clan has caused a lot of casualties to the god race, but as the defeated in the past year, the heritage of the god race is still far beyond the demon race, relying on the number and the whole little by little to eat away at the living space of the demon world demon race, and finally drove all the main forces of the eight tribes of the demon race to this beast emperor mountain.

Now this demon sacrifice place has gathered more than eighty percent of the elite and tribes of the demon race, if it is destroyed in one fell swoop, then the demon clan will not be able to recover for ten thousand years even if it is not wiped out, as the leader and spiritual symbol of the demon race, which makes Shennong how not to be anxious, but unfortunately the strength is not good, he can only watch the demon clan fall into the abyss of destruction step by step.

As the dominant side, Fu Xi's expression was very calm, looking at the demon tribes below who were gradually besieged by the Protoss, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

But then, without knowing what he noticed, his brow furrowed slightly, and his gaze left the battlefield for the first time, looking in another direction.

Fu Yuan actually died, who did this?

Marriage tree, is it the Nuwa family?

After tens of thousands of years, after Shennong, is Nuwa also ready to move? Or is it that the reason why Shennong was able to get out of the Fengshen Mausoleum was because of her hands and feet, let me and Shennong fight to the death, and she could sit behind her back to reap the benefits of the fisherman?

One thought after another flashed through Fu Xi's mind like lightning, and after a while, the latter sneered and waved his hand to a god standing near the chariot.

"Taiqing, you go back to the mortal world, integrate the Shushan Sword Sect, and then arrest the descendants of Nuwa for me, put them into the bottom of the Lock Demon Tower, and suppress them in the times!"

The god who was summoned by Fu Xi was different from those armor-clad and strange-looking gods on the battlefield, from the appearance of him, he looked like an ordinary old man, with the bones of a fairy, more like an immortal than a god, but the strong divine power on the other party's body also clearly indicated the identity of the other party.

"The little god obeys!"

With a slight arch of his hand, the god general Taiqing directly led the order, and his figure disappeared into the air in a flash, and the whole person flew in the direction of the god and demon well.

Fu Xi looked at his back and nodded with satisfaction.

Since Fu Yuan, who was stationed in the laurel tree, is dead, most of the curses he cast with Nuwa's remains in the past will not be able to hold on, and without the hindrance of love and sin, the cultivation of the Nuwa clan will not give up halfway, and then this clan will not only not drag down the recovery of Nuwa's strength, but will become a powerful boost for her, which is something he will never allow, and must be dealt with. Fortunately, when the Lock Demon Tower was established in the past year, he deliberately left a ban on restraining divine power and spiritual power at the bottom of the tower, as long as Nuwa's descendants were locked there, she would naturally no longer be able to cultivate, even if she was not moved by love, immortality would no longer be a threat.

Taiqing is the founding patriarch of the Shushan Sword Sect, the first major cultivation sect in the world, guided by him in the past, step by step to ascend to the immortal and attain the Tao, and then he personally used a divine tree fruit to transform his body, so that he became an immortal and immortal god clan, whether in terms of identity, ability, or loyalty, he is the best candidate.

Just in case, he still solved Shennong as soon as possible, and then returned to the God Realm to preside over the overall situation.

Paying attention, Fu Xi gently pulled out the sword hanging from his waist and waved it ahead.

In the next moment, a huge golden sword light tore through the thick clouds of the Demon Realm, and slashed straight towards the Beast Emperor Mountain.