Chapter 175: I'll Help You!

"Fellow Daoist. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 He saw the old man and nodded and smiled slightly. He withdrew his right hand, and the palm of his heavenly grip disappeared in an instant, and the young man finally regained control of his body.

"Haha! You have now reached the point where you are equal to me, and even your cultivation has surpassed mine. It stands to reason that I should call you Lord. The old man joked with a smile.

Daoyou laughed. Xuan Yi shook his head and smiled, "Calling Daoyou, I have already taken advantage of it." In terms of generation, I am more than three generations younger than you. ”

For the old man, he had clearly detected at this moment that the other party's cultivation was in the early stage of Dou Sheng, and it was indeed much weaker than his current realm.

"Hmm. The old man nodded and smiled, and then fell silent.

The emperor's face was full of excitement, for them, the stronger the Xuan Yi, the more outstanding the vision of the big brother Converse who represented them. With such a disciple, I'm afraid that even the major sects can't find a figure comparable to him.

"By the way, Xuan Yi, there is a person here who wants to see Mo Xiaoyu. He said that he was the Mo family of Dark Moon City and the younger brother of Mo Xiaoyu. At this moment, Qin Mo stepped forward and said.

"Mo Xiaoyu?" he was surprised for a moment, and then said, "Where is his brother?"

"Mo Xiaofeng, come out. Qin Mo waved his hand and said to a young man with a slightly dark and thin face.

Xuan Yi looked at the young man, two essences shot out of his eyes, and at the first glance, he could see that this young man had something hidden in his heart. Because between his eyebrows, there is always a faint hatred.

"Mo Xiaofeng greets Master Su. "Na Mo Xiaofeng's figure is not tall, but there is an indescribable perseverance in his body. Even in front of Xuan Yi, he has always maintained this perseverance. It is like a hundred tempered steel, indomitable.

"You come with me. After he glanced at him, his body moved, and he flew towards the Qin Mo Mansion below.

After a while, he came to Qin Mo's mansion. Everything around us hasn't changed much from before. Feeling the familiar breath, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

At the beginning, I was just a fighter. And now, he is already a Dou Sheng. In the past few years, it is as if it has experienced 10,000 years of vicissitudes, and it will become a cloud of smoke in a flash.

Mo Xiaofeng stood behind Xuan Yi and looked at this young male who was not much older than himself. Cultivation in the Holy Realm is a goal that cultivators all over the world want to achieve. He became a Saint Realm powerhouse at such a young age, and he was simply many times better than himself. At this moment, there is already a faint admiration and admiration in the hearts of young people.

Turning around, Xuan Yi's eyes looked at Mo Xiaofeng fiercely, and just as the latter's gaze met his gaze, the light in his eyes flashed.

For a moment, Mo Xiaoyu only felt a chill all over his body. Looking at Xuan Yi's eyes, he seemed to be in a glacier full of strange cold, and there was cold everywhere.

"Huh!" The body disappeared out of thin air, and just when Mo Xiaofeng looked surprised, Xuan Yi appeared again. Along with him, there was also Mo Xiaoyu.

Mo Xiaoyu was originally cultivating. Suddenly, Xuan Yi appeared in front of him, and then pulled him out of the Heavenly Monarch's Mansion without saying a word. At this moment, he was at a loss, and he couldn't figure out what was going on?

"Big brother!" At this moment, a call sounded, and Mo Xiaofeng rushed up.

Looking back, Mo Xiaoyu suddenly shouted in surprise: "Third brother." ”

Two brothers, an affectionate hug. That kind of flow of family affection, even Xuanyi has a kind of envy.

"Third brother, why did you come here?Is the family okay?Father, mother, and other brothers, everything is okay?" Mo Xiaoyu let go of his brother, looked at him, patted him on the shoulder and asked.

"Brother. Mo Xiaofeng's eyes suddenly turned red, a trace of tears flowed from his eyes, and his tone became choked.

Xuan Yi was slightly surprised, and then nodded inexplicably. The boy has tears and doesn't flick, this kid's heart hurts. He guessed that it should be a pain involving a family feud.

"Hurry up, is there something going on at home?"

"Big brother, father and mother are dead. The second brother, as well as the fourth, fifth, and sixth children, were all burned alive. Now that we are in the Mo family, there are only you and my brother left......" Mo Xiaofeng choked, as if he had found someone to talk to, and tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Normally, even if he had deep hatred and pain in his heart, he didn't dare to reveal it, for fear that the people in the Lingwei Camp would say that he was weak. And now in front of the eldest brother, he can finally cry calmly.

"What!" Mo Xiaoyu only felt a muffled thunder ring in his head, and then his whole person became extremely cold. From head to toe, it was as if I had experienced a baptism of ice, and I couldn't believe what I heard with my eyes wide open.

"Big brother, dead. All dead. Our father and mother, our brothers, are dead. It's them, their bastards. There is also the housekeeper Mo Tianfei, who also betrayed our Mo family, he killed our father and mother. Mo Xiaofeng howled.

"Ahh

"Give me back. An indifferent voice sounded, and a giant hand grabbed it into the air, directly grabbed Mo Xiaoyu down, and then pulled it back to the ground.

"Su Xuanyi, if anyone stands in the way of my revenge today, I will kill whomever I want, don't blame me for turning my face and being ruthless. "Mo Xiaoyu has lost his mind, and all he has left in his mind is to kill.

"Hmph, wake me up!" Xuan Yi snorted coldly, and a soul power poured out, directly shaking the depths of his soul.

"Ahh

Xuan Yi looked at him and sighed slightly in his heart. The death of his father and the extinction of his family are indeed difficult for a person to accept. If you were to be yourself, I'm afraid it wouldn't be much worse. As for Mo Xiaoyu's angry words just now, he didn't think he had heard it at all.

"Mo Xiaoyu, don't cry if you're a man. Xuan Yi said coldly, then turned to Mo Xiaofeng and asked, "Who are they referring to in your mouth?"

"Who else is the people of Qinghong City. It's the Taishang family, and the Yuchi family, they destroyed the entire clan of my Mo family, just because they want the seven-colored lotus platform of my Mo family. The latter wiped the tears from his face and said with a grim face.

"Seven-colored Lotus Terrace, what is it?" Xuan Yi was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking.

Mo Xiaoyu slowly stood up, his face became extremely cold, he raised his head and said, "The seven-colored lotus platform is a treasure obtained by the ancestors of my Mo family. Its function is to condense the aura and cleanse the condensation of the fighting qi in the body, so as to make its own strength more refined. At the same time, it can also make cultivation faster. ”

He turned his head to look at Mo Xiaoyu, his face was very cold, even his voice. Compared with the beginning, now he makes people feel chilled.

"Blood, I've always treated you as a brother. This time, I will help you carry the matter of Qinghong City. Don't worry, your enemies, I will hand them over to you one by one. He said coldly.

"Young master, you must get the seven-colored lotus platform. At this moment, Lao Liu's voice suddenly appeared in his mind.

His face was stunned, and he couldn't help but communicate with Lao Liu with his soul.

"Old Liu, what's the use of the seven-colored lotus platform?"

The voice sounded, and Lao Liu said: "The seven-colored lotus platform is also a holy weapon, and it is the best among the best holy weapons. Not only can he increase his cultivation speed, but he can even make himself comprehend the Heavenly Dao more effectively. This will be of great help to you in the future to be promoted to Douzun. ”

"I see. Xuanyi nodded.

"Xuanyi, you could have done without medling. That's my strange thing, and with me, it's enough. Mo Xiaoyu said, and he was about to leave the Lingwei camp with his brother.

"If you want revenge, do you just rely on you as a mid-stage Dou King and your younger brother as a Dou Jun early stage?" Xuan Yi said indifferently.

He could tell at a glance that Mo Xiaoyu was now in the middle stage of Douwang. He entered the core of the wilderness, and it took him almost a year to go back and forth, and it was eighty years in the Heavenly Monarch's Mansion. In other words, in eighty years, Mo Xiaoyu has broken through from the Great Perfection of Doujun to the middle stage of Douwang, and his talent can also be called top.

"Me. Mo Xiaoyu's face suddenly turned gloomy. He was right, compared to the powerhouses of Qinghong City, the two brothers were like two ants. Not even a Dou Sheng, how to fight against the people of the Taishang family?

However, in the face of the hatred of the family, he didn't want to use this to bind Xuanyi. This brother has a bright future, and he doesn't want to make the latter a powerful presence because of himself.

"Don't talk nonsense, my current strength is beyond your imagination. Not to mention the Holy Realm, even if it is the Douzun Realm, I may not be afraid. Xuan Yi said, grabbed the two brothers Mo Xiaoyu, and took off directly.

The three of them left, and in the air of the Lingwei camp, the emperor and the others all showed a slight solemnity. They knew what kind of existence Xuan Yi would face this time. The first-level Shangcheng family is not inferior to the ordinary small sect in terms of strength. This time, the danger is not small.

"This kid, I don't know what kind of bloody storm will be stirred up this time. The emperor sighed softly.

"Second brother, don't forget his strength. Even if there is danger, I believe that he will rise to the wind and overcome obstacles. Qin Mo saw the heaviness of everyone, and opened his mouth.

After leaving the Lingwei camp, he rushed to the east with the Mo Xiaoyu brothers. A month and three days later, the three of them finally stood in front of an imposing city.

Here, it is not Qinghong City, but the Dark Moon City where the Mo Xiaoyu family is located. Dark Moon City is more than three times larger than the Ancient Bamboo City.

Bustling and lively streets, intricate forces. There are a mix of dragons and snakes here, and there are cultivators everywhere. The soul was released, and in just a few tens of miles, Xuan Yi found hundreds of Dou Jun-level cultivators.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being a second-level city, much stronger than Guzhu City. Secretly said in his heart, he took the Mo brothers into the city.

"Mo Xiaoyu. There is also Mo Xiaofeng. As soon as he walked into the city gate, someone recognized the Mo brothers, and immediately the discussion rang out.

"Brother Mo is back. What a fool, do you come back and die?"

"I heard that they were originally in the Lingwei camp, why did they come back stupidly to send them to death? Isn't it good to be caught there? As soon as they come back, they will definitely be hunted down and killed by the Taishang family. ”

"Yes, the Taishang family, that is the most powerful family in the first-level upper city, all have saints and powerhouses. A small Mo family, even if there are more than ten Doujun, they all died cleanly. Now, I'm afraid I can't even keep the last bloodline. ”

Hearing the sound of discussion, Mo Xiaoyu and Mo Xiaofeng's faces suddenly showed pain and anger. When will it be the turn of the idlers to talk about their strange affairs.

"Look, they were following the young man. I can't see through that person's breath at all, what kind of cultivation is he?"

"Perhaps, it is the master invited by the Mo brothers. ”

"Not necessarily. Just look at his eyebrows and know that he will never be more than thirty years old. No matter how strong he is, can he surpass the saint master of the Taishang family. I think this kid is a swollen face and a fat man, looking for death. ”

Hearing the discussion of the crowd, Xuan Yi's face suddenly sank. He looked at the guy who said that he was fat, "A little Doujun, he actually dares to talk about this seat, he is simply looking for death." ”

"Hmph!" A cold snort sounded, and with a fierce gaze, the eyes of the cultivator in the middle stage of the Dou Jun actually began to loosen. Eventually, he fell limply to the ground, breathless, and a corpse.

"What!" a frightened cry rang out, and for a moment everyone retreated in panic. They looked at Xuan Yi with a look of fear on their faces. With one look, you can kill a master in the middle stage of Doujun, what kind of cultivation is this person?

Indeed, in the middle of Dou Jun, in their eyes, he is a great master. But in Xuan Yi's eyes, Doujun is not even worthy of lifting his shoes in the middle of the year.