Mo Han walked out of the secret room, stood quietly and waited for the door to close, then turned around and bowed to the secret room, and walked out with a human skin mask.

Han Jingdao walked back and forth anxiously, and when he saw Mo Han walking out of the stone gate, he strode forward and asked, "Master Dan, please give me what Mr. Shanglong asked you to hand over." “

"Mr. Shanglong's natal dragon seal?" Mo Han asked.

Han Jingdao was stunned, he didn't expect Mr. Shanglong to tell Mo Han such an important matter, and he was even more convinced that something was on Mo Han. pleaded again: "Please also ask the Dan master to give it to you." ”

Mo Han smiled and said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." ”

Mo Han put his right hand into the wide sleeve of his left hand and quickly summoned the fire spirit rune.

together

Two courses

Three courses

Four ways

Layered on top of each other, attached to the palm of the hand.

"The Hidden Temple envoy continued. ”

Then, with lightning speed, he raised his arms and charged his backpalm to Han Jingdao's chest.

Han Jingdao instinctively crossed his arms to protect his chest, his eyes were wide open, and before he could speak, he only heard a 'click', and his arms were shattered.

Four superimposed fire spirit talismans struck him firmly on his chest, the flames rolled, and the four black-robed masters with powerful qi waves slammed into the stone walls on both sides.

Han Jingdao's body flew backwards like a bow, and slammed into the wall with a 'bang' and slid to the ground.

Mo Han held the Zhangtian ruler in his hand and poured the condensation fire into the Zhangtian ruler, and the tongue of fire more than one meter long squirted out.

Before the four black-robed masters could react, Mo Han's figure flickered, and after four wails, there were eight corpses scattered on the ground.

'Ahem, ahem, ahem.'

Han Jingdao raised his head with difficulty holding on to the ground, the blood in his mouth was dripping, his face was white, his eyes were turned up, his body was trembling and he had no ability to resist.

Not to mention the fourth-stage powerhouse of the Yellow Rank Middle Realm, even the Yellow Rank High Realm powerhouse will also be seriously injured if he is photographed by Mo Han's four superimposed fire spirit runes.

Han Jingdao grinded his teeth and said tremblingly: "You, who are you!"

Mo Han's eyes were indifferent and he asked, "Do you remember the fire of the Mo Clan a few months ago?"

Han Jingdao felt frightened when he saw the eyes with heavy pupils, before he saw Wang Zhongsheng with heavy pupils, he felt a pair, but he didn't expect it to be...

"Why, maybe!" Han Jingdao was unwilling.

"Humph!"

Mo Han pressed the sprayed tongue of fire against Han Jingdao's neck, and Han Jingdao's clothes and neck began to be burned by the high temperature around the tongue of fire, and the resentment against himself in his heart turned into a backbone that was unwilling to give in, and he did not dodge at all.

He hated himself for why he didn't kill Mo Han with his own hands that night, he thought that Mo Han would die if he jumped off the cliff, but he didn't expect that a waste that could be killed with one palm would have such a strong strength in just a few months.

"Where should Zuo be?" Mo Han asked.

Han Jingdao didn't answer Mo Han's words, he seemed to understand a question, and asked, "Feng Tianqi?!"

Before Han Jingdao's words fell, the tongue of fire flashed, and his head rolled to the ground.

'Whoa...'

The nine blackiron fence gates slowly rose, and Mo Han walked towards the prison.

The wide passage leading to the prison gate echoed with the clatter of iron chains, and Ye Aya, dressed in black, appeared in the middle of the passage and watched Mo Han coming, her emerald green eyes deep and charming.

She saw Mo Han's heavy steps with a sad look on her face, and asked, "Grandpa, he..."

Mo Han lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, grandpa is gone." ”

Ye Aya raised her head, tears trembling in her eyes, she took a heavy breath and spit out a long time, and said, "When I was a child, he hugged me in the Night Clan, and I also pulled his beard. I thought .."

The sound of the doors opening in the passage was heard, and then out of the cell came a man in a gray linen uniform. Those with low strength also have the ninth stage of entry, and those with high strength have the middle realm of the Yellow Order. Tall, short, fat and thin have different forms, all exuding a strong momentum.

These people didn't move again after seeing Ye Aya and Mo Han, as if they were listening to the instructions of the two.

Ye Aya glanced at these people and said, "These are all people who have been imprisoned by the Hidden Palace, and they can be used by the ghost clan. ”

It seems that Mr. Shanglong's words are true, how can Ye Aya suppress the hatred in her heart when she has gathered so many Yellow Rank masters.

Mo Han took Ye Aya's hand and said, "Let's go out." ”

Ye Aya's face flushed, and she nodded shyly and walked with Mo Han to the prison gate.

After Mo Han and all the detainees walked out of the prison, the prison door slowly closed.

All the people of Jian Chen, Water Realm Heaven and the Ghost Clan were gathered outside the prison, and the black-robed masters and scale guards who had previously guarded the Prison Dragon Prison were all lying on the ground, and they were all blood-red at a glance.

Mo Han turned around and looked up at the three big characters of 'Prison Dragon Prison', and with a flip of his palm, a sword qi spirit rune of forest white and fierce spirit was condensed, and shot towards the three words 'Prison Dragon Prison'.

He controlled the sword qi spirit rune to erase the three characters and then re-carve them, and the stones fell with a bang, and three iron paintings and silver hooks appeared, and the imposing words 'Shanglong Tomb' appeared.

After everyone saw these three words, they knelt on the ground together and mourned in silence.

At this time, the people of the ghost clan plus the masters imprisoned in the prison far exceeded the eight halls under the dark palace. And in the face of Zuo Ying, the hall master of the secluded hall, and the deputy hall master, I am afraid it is still far from enough.

"Grandpa said that he had prepared a big show for us to watch, why hasn't this play started yet?" Mo Han muttered to himself as he looked at the blue sky.

When Ye Aya heard Mo Han's words, she also raised her head and swept the sky. She also knew that Zuo Ying should have appeared.

Everyone didn't understand why the two of them looked up at the sky, and they all looked at the sky curiously. They only saw that there was nothing but a white cloud and the sun in the boxy blue sky cut by the towering walls, and they all began to wonder in their hearts.

"It's coming. Mo Han said.

A billowing black mist appeared in the sky within the city walls, and after a few moments, it appeared high in the sky.

Then more than a dozen black-robed masters flashed out of the black mist, some standing on the city wall, some standing on the attic, forming a circle to surround Mo Han and the others. These black-robed masters are the strongest strength of the Hidden Palace, and all of them are above the Yellow Order Middle Realm.

The masters of the Yellow Rank Middle Realm can only be fought by Mo Han himself, even Jian Chen and the Water Realm Heaven must also unite with Ye Aya to fight with the Yellow Order Middle Realm masters, as for the people of the Yellow Order Initial Realm of the Ghost Clan, they have almost no ability to fight.

After these people appeared, the people of the ghost clan regained their calm after a few panicked shouts, and one by one they clenched their blades and waited for them. are all people who have been killed all the way, and they are used to seeing life and death, and they also look down on life and death. Even if the opponent is strong, so what!

Mo Han looked up at the black mist suspended in the air, and said with a contemptuous smile: "The hall master of the dark hall, Zuo Ying?"

"Hahaha..."

A shrill sound came from the swirling black mist, echoing across the sky for a long time before the aftermath dissipated.

"Who are you?" Zuo Ying asked.

Mo Han ignored it and said with a smile: "The eight halls under the dark hall, no, it should be the ninth hall." It's all gone, and you shrank your head before you appeared, don't you feel too late?"

Zuo Ying was covered by the black fog and couldn't see his figure clearly, only to hear a voice coming out: "It doesn't matter who you are, you're going to die anyway." If you don't give up these chess pieces, will the remnants of the Night Clan appear? Will the young masters of your Ice Sect and Sword Sect appear? Hahaha!"

"So you already knew?" Mo Han asked.

"Kill the prince, kill the people of the Ten Old Houses, and kill Zhou Yang, Zhou Qingyan, Feng Yan, Feng Yanyun, do you think the people of the royal family will give up? Joke! Don't think that you don't know that you are the remnant of the Mo clan, Mo Han! You are all going to die! Hahaha..." Zuo Ying's words seemed to be carrying out an order.

Mo Han was curious about how Zuo Ying knew the identities of the three people, and after thinking about it carefully, Jian Chen and Shui Jingtian made a move, and no matter how bad Zuo Ying's secret agent was, he could guess the identities of the two according to the news. What's more, their exercises are so special. It's easier to think of it when the two of them connect with themselves.

Since that's the case, there's no need to hide it.

Mo Han was furious in his heart, pointed at Zuo Ying, who was eager to burn him to ashes with fire, and said, "Zuo Ying, let you go to hell today to atone for the fire of the Mo clan!"

"Hahahaha" Zuo Ying laughed and said, "Mo Han, I let you escape a few months ago, and you can't escape this time." You think you guys can stop me?"

After Zuo Ying asked for his identity, he no longer talked nonsense to Mo Han, nor did he give Mo Han any chance to escape.

"Death Calling!"

Zuo Ying let out a sharp roar, and a terrible ghost cry that made the soul tremble sounded in the black mist, and then a white skull condensed with energy let out a creepy scream, dragging its long tail and flying towards Mo Han and the others.

When the weaker ones heard the screams, they all knelt on the ground, supporting their bodies with their arms, bleeding from their orifices.

Mo Han and the others were also shocked by the churning of their qi and blood, and they endured the pain so much that their faces were distorted.

Water Realm Heaven and Jianchen flashed to Mo Han's side, and the colorful and exquisite pagoda flashed with blue ice blades that turned into a long dragon and roared out.

Jian Chen shouted violently, and with a push of both palms, countless blue light sword qi rushed towards the white skeleton like a galloping meteor.

Mo Han knew that in front of the Xuan-rank king, the people of the Yellow Rank would not be able to resist at all.

Yaya watched the white skeleton come quickly, and the powerful energy oppression made people almost suffocate. She gritted her teeth and was about to fly up, but Mo Han pulled her down.

When the skeleton had flown down to the height of several floors of the attic, everyone thought it was going to die, only Mo Han believed what Mr. Shanglong said. It's a big show, and they just have to watch it.

Suddenly, a white light sword qi soared into the sky, directly hitting the white skeleton and shattering it. The sound roared like thunder, and the walls and the earth shook.

A man in white appeared, he pointed at the sky with a long sword in his hand, and an energy shield appeared, enveloping everyone and isolating the furious energy.

Mo Han looked at the man in white very unfamiliarly, he just stared at Zuo Ying with his back and didn't move.

Immediately after, those black-robed and yellow-rank masters who surrounded Mo Han's people were slashed by the white sword qi, and white shadows slowly appeared.

"Immeasurable people!Master!"

Mo Han, Jian Chen, and Water Realm Heaven exhaled in unison, and only Master Lichen could mobilize these white-clothed Infinite Realm masters, and they were all Xuan Rank!

"Infinite Realm!" Zuo Ying cried out in horror, he never imagined that the people of Infinite Realm would intervene.

These people in white in front of him are all mysterious, how can he deal with it alone. The black fog suddenly became thicker, and he turned around and wanted to run south. Because to the south is the sphere of influence of the Bloodthirsty Gate, it is impossible for the people of the Infinite Realm to chase him deep into the realm of the Bloodthirsty Gate.

"If you dare to make a move against the Mo Clan, you will be killed by immeasurable blood!

The sound of dust came from the air, and then a sword qi that shattered the mountain and broke the river tore through the space and crashed head-on towards Zuo Ying.