The expression on Zhao Kai'an's face completely turned cold, and at this moment he understood that not only did they treat Mo Han as their prey, but Mo Han also regarded them as prey. He can't be good today, unless he is willing to let go of everything and admit defeat in a low voice.

The cultivators from the Cambrian Continent also understood what Mo Han meant when they listened to Mo Han's strong and domineering words, but they didn't know where Mo Han's confidence came from, you must know that they not only had cultivators in the Yuan Infant Stage, but also the retinue they brought down, each of them was a cultivator in the Spirit Stage, or a Soul Stage, and anyone who came out could basically sweep everyone in this broken small world.

Knowing what Mo Han meant, Zhao Kai'an no longer had the idea of coming to Japan and waiting for the investigation to be clear before attacking Mo Han: "Since this is the case, then ask Daoyou to draw a line, and we will deal with this matter today." ”

Mo Han looked at Zhao Kai'an with disdain, picked up the Tai Chi heavy sword in his hand, and shook it slightly: "As long as you win the heavy sword in your hand, today's matter will be written off, but if you lose, then it depends on how the master is in mood today." ”

Zhao Kai'an stared at Mo Han's eyes: "What if you lose?"

"Heh!" Mo Han sneered, "If I lose, I want to kill it, I have to kill it, anyway, you have done similar things more than once."

"However, I can warn you, including all of you, all those who have cultivated beyond the Yuan Infant Stage had better squat aside obediently for the master, and don't do anything, otherwise don't blame the master for being merciless and killing all of you here, and then I will see how you complete the task. ”

Mo Han stretched out his finger, and a faint blue flame loomed on his fingertips, like the most beautiful flower in the world, blooming bewitching in the sun. Immediately after that, there was a loud bang in mid-air, and a pitch-black thunderball appeared out of thin air, exuding an aura of annihilation.

"Damned!"

As soon as the pitch-black thunderball appeared, an inexplicable aura emanated, and all cultivators who had cultivated beyond the Yuan Infant Stage felt a throbbing, and subconsciously hid the breath of their whole body, suppressing their cultivation to death, and not daring to reveal it at all.

"No, it's not a curse, but why is there a breath of heaven's damnation?And what kind of flame is in that kid's hand, why does it make me feel a thrill?" All the cultivators in the Spirit Stage just stared at the pitch-black thunderball in the sky and the bewitching flame in Mo Han's hand, asking themselves, not daring to make a sound.

"Yes, this is not the real curse, but he is the trigger of the curse, as long as I detonate this thunderball, and at the same time spread the flames in my hand, I believe that everyone present, except for me, no one will be able to leave alive. So if you don't want to die, you can just give it a try. Of course, as long as the people in the spirit stage don't do it, I definitely won't do it. Mo Han glanced at all the Spirit Stage cultivators, including Zhao Kai'an and the others.

Looking at the banter in Mo Han's eyes, Zhao Kaian and the others were terrified in their hearts. Before, they thought that it would be easy to take down Mo Han alone, or take down the forces behind Mo Han, but now when Mo Han showed his two hole cards, it made them shudder, and no one dared to act rashly. Each of them set their eyes on their entourage, and even directly used their divine senses to talk.

"Uncle Gao, can he really attract the curse of heaven?" Hou Ruyi of the Hou family looked at the pitch-black thunderball in mid-air and the dark blue flame in Mo Han's hand, and quietly asked his entourage Gao Haoxuan.

"Miss, the old slave doesn't know, if it's on the Cambrian Continent, the curse will basically not come, unless there are particularly demonic characters. According to the records, in the past tens of thousands of years, there has never been a curse on the three main continents. However, on the small and dilapidated continents, I have often heard of the coming of the Heavenly Curse, and the breath of the pitch-black thunderball is exactly the same as the breath of the Heavenly Damnation. Since Hou Ruyi asked Gao Haoxuan through divine thoughts, Gao Haoxuan did not salute as if nothing had happened, and answered Hou Ruyi through divine thoughts.

"If the curse comes, will you survive?" asked the Luan family Luan Rui directly towards Zhuge Wenbai, the most powerful retinue he had brought down.

"Young master, you can't!" Zhuge Wenbai also replied, "Although the rules of the Heavenly Dao here are incomplete, the Heavenly Punishment still represents the will of the Heavenly Dao, we came down from the Cambrian Continent, and we were originally rejected and suppressed by the Heavenly Dao will here, once it descends to the Heavenly Curse, we will be even more suppressed until we are killed."

"Sheng Xinghe, what do you think is that faint blue flame in his hand?" Girls always love beauty, not every girl is like Hou Ruyi of the Hou family, so the flowers of Yunyan Pavilion first fell on the dark blue flame of Mo Han's fingertips.

"Like a dream, it must belong to a kind of top-notch fire, and from above I felt not only the utter cold, but also the endless heat, as if it could set my soul on fire. "Sheng Xinghe is not an elder of the Cloud Smoke Pavilion, nor is he a follower of Hua Like Dream, but the grandson of an elder in the Cloud Smoke Pavilion, because he loves Hua Like a dream, so he strongly followed Hua Like Dream to the Withered Leaf Continent.

The same question, different answers, all happened in the same way, and there was only one result, that is, the cultivators of the Spirit Stage must not make a move, otherwise they would anger Mo Han, the big devil, and no one knew what crazy things he would do.

Only Beidou Qingyun and Wang Shun looked at the pitch-black thunderball in mid-air and the dark blue flames on Mo Han's fingertips, and their handsome faces turned black to the end.

Once upon a time, the five of them naively thought that Mo Han could attract the curse of heaven, so they threw a mouse trap, agreed to Mo Han's conditions, and duel with Mo Han, and finally Beidou Qingyun was defeated by Mo Han, Mo Han not only extorted a large amount of cultivation resources, but also used the heavenly punishment that threatened them from above to give them a memorable baptism.

Today, at a different time, in a different place, and with different characters, Mo Han started the same thing again with the same method.

Mo Han looked at everyone calmly and continued: "Of course, you can not believe it, you can also come to experience for yourself whether the curse will completely kill you, anyway, the master doesn't care, the curse has split the master so many times, and the master is still alive." ”

"Qi Ling, Wei Su, Xiao Ning, the three of you organize the people here and evacuate them all to a safe place. The cultivators of the Withered Leaf Continent can go if they want to, and if they don't want to, they can stay and die together. ”

After saying to Zhao Kai'an and the others, Mo Han said to Qi Ling and the others again, and when he finished speaking, he blinked quietly.

When Qi Ling and the three of them saw Mo Han's eyes, they instantly understood what Mo Han meant, and the three of them made a big fanfare, wanting to take people away from here and let Mo Han play to his heart's content.

The first to respond to the three Qi Ling must be their own sects, and then the other five major forces also reacted quickly. Regardless of whether what Mo Han said was true or not, it was true that Mo Han had survived under the curse of heaven many times, and they didn't dare to bet, nor did they want to bet. So the people who were still watching the excitement became chaotic in an instant, and more and more news about Mo Han came out of a person's mouth, and the more it spread, the more mysterious it became, as if Mo Han was not a person, he had become a god and could do anything.

"That's enough, Mo Han, listen, the cultivators of the Spirit Stage will definitely not make a move, just Zhao Kai'an and you will fight alone, life and death depend on the success or failure of the sky!" Nangong Glory suddenly stood up and shouted loudly, suppressing all the riots, "Do you think it's okay?"

Beidou Qingyun stood behind Mo Han, smiled slightly, and stood up together: "I think Brother Nangong's proposal is very good, I, Beidou Qingyun, have no objection, if any of you dare to violate the agreement and make a move regardless of your face, don't blame me Beidou Qingyun for being ruthless when the time comes." ”

As the Nangong family and the Beidou family among the five great families in the Cambrian Continent, they were originally the two most powerful of the five major families, at this time, Nangong Glory and Beidou Qingyun spoke one after another, and the other three major families and the three major sects could only echo. Besides, things have come to this point, and this is the only way to do it.

If they must be tough, then according to the virtue of Mo Han, the big devil, they will not compromise with them, and the final result will only be a fish to death.

"Zhao Kai'an, do you have any opinions?" Seeing that everyone agreed, Nangong Glory looked at Zhao Kai'an and asked again.

"No!" Zhao Kai'an's face turned blue, this was the most aggrieved he had since he was born. No one had ever dared to speak to him like this, and no one had dared to shout at him, threaten him, or blackmail him like this. He swore that he would defeat Mo Han in the ring and torture Mo Han to death, and he would let Mo Han know that some people would pay with their lives if they provoked him.

As soon as Zhao Kai'an's categorical answer fell, Bao Deze, who was standing behind him, suddenly stood up and came to Zhao Kai'an's side: "Young master, the old slave always feels that something is wrong, or you take the big guy to go first, and the old slave stays alone to clean him up, see what means he has?"

Looking at Bao Deze's concerned gaze, Zhao Kai'an's eyes were full of hesitation, although what he said was categorical, although he hated Mo Han in his heart, he really didn't know what chance he had of winning against Mo Han, but Mo Han was too mysterious, and there were too many hole cards in his hand. But if he retreated, once he returned to the Cambrian Continent and the Zhao family knew that he had retreated, then his position in the Zhao family would not be guaranteed.

"Okay, Bao Deze, you stand down, he can't retreat, and he doesn't dare to retreat. Beidou Qingyun looked at Bao Deze with disdain, shook his hand, and pointed to the helmsman of the eight major forces in the Withered Leaf Continent, "A few of you go and prepare the biggest ring, and the competition between the two of them will be held in the ring later, you can't be here, otherwise how will the Tianlong Competition be held in a few days."