After speaking, Mo Yan smiled confidently, as if he believed that Li Xian would definitely go to him.

The sentence 'You are qualified enough to explore the Heavenly Machine' was not only too shocking to the ancestor by the respectful Tai Qing people, but Li Xian was also really shocked.

After being shocked, he calmed down, and couldn't help but give him a perfect score for his pretending style.

Li Xian smiled and echoed a few words indifferently, and when he slowly turned his gaze, when he saw the five witches who were smiling at him and didn't plan to fight, he always had a feeling in his heart, as if they had already sold themselves.

Li Xian had some doubts in his heart, and just wanted to walk over to ask questions, when a violent explosion suddenly sounded behind him, and the true qi around him also vibrate.

The "whirring" storm blew the corners of Li Xian's clothes, and if it weren't for the concentration of the Moldy Saint Realm enough, he might even be blown away directly.

Li Xian turned around slowly, and was immediately stunned when he saw the scene behind him.

I saw four true dragons formed by martial qi rising into the sky, and everyone or everything within a radius of a hundred miles was blown to the ground, and even the two armies lacked a big gap.

Fortunately, Mo Yan's own cultivation techniques are not so strong, and he can accurately control the flow of true qi, so that it will not flow and hurt people and things.

Otherwise, the four flying dragons would be wreaking, and none of these hundred miles of creatures would survive.

This is the power of the Martial Emperor, and the power of hundreds of miles of movement is far beyond the comparison of the martial artists of the Martial Saint realm.

Mo Yan's hand directly shocked the tens of millions of troops on both sides, and after the explosion, no one dared to shout loudly on the entire battlefield, except for the sound of heavy breathing, even those soldiers who were accidentally injured swallowed the pain in their mouths and did not dare to say a word.

The sky was already dark, and the hazy moonlight was sprinkled, and Mo Yan stood alone in the shadow of the moon, like a bleak god of war, full of majesty that people dare not look at directly.

Hmph, show your hand before leaving, you can't let the demon clan and those two little demons look flat!!

"Withdraw!" The word shouted out from Mo Yan's mouth, and everyone in the Alliance Army, including the Tai Qing people of Wudou Midao, did not dare to ask a word, and silently retreated in accordance with the order.

The alliance army retreated, and the daughter city also retreated tacitly.

Today's battle of a million legions did not kill a single soldier except for the fighting generals, which is a rare thing in the world.

Everyone retreated, but Li Xian, who was still a little agitated, stood on the battlefield, blowing a slight cold spring breeze and did not dare to enter the city.

What are you kidding, it hasn't been more than an hour since I crushed the rune, and it is when the bad luck of the Mold Saint Realm is in full swing, and when I enter the city, I don't have to demolish the entire daughter city after the punishment of the sky?

Li Xian was just suddenly promoted to the Moldy Saint Realm and could not fully control the bad luck of the second realm, so he couldn't enter the city, and the whole Daughter City seemed to have forgotten him, and no one came to shout.

As for the two disciples who believed in Buddhism under him, they were also aware of Li Xian's bad luck and had already sneaked away.

Standing in the cold wind of the night, listening to the terrible wolf howl in the mountains, when Li Xian felt infinitely lonely, he also hated the second battalion commander and Zhu Badou, the two disciples who did not respect the teacher at all.

With the volatilization of the infinite bad luck on Li Xian's body, the mountain forest twenty miles away on the side suddenly caught fire, the flames rushed to the sky, and there were shining meteorites falling from the sky, and Li Xian finally no longer felt lonely ......

The night was dark and the wind was high, and the extreme eastern continent in the spring was already lonely, and a dark cloud blew to obscure the moon that emitted a hazy light, and the entire continent was completely plunged into darkness.

The big village of the alliance army outside the city of Liaoyuan County, the camp tent is endless, the bonfire is full of sky, and there is no edge in sight.

In the village, except for the footsteps of the soldiers patrolling back and forth and the sound of the spoken word, there was no noise coming out.

Living in the middle of the camp, a burst of shouts suddenly came from the huge and luxurious handsome tent: "Why do you want to retreat?! Could it be that we are still afraid of his demon clan in the righteous way of the world?"

In the brightly lit tent, Mo Yan, the ancestor of the Dragon Descending Sect, the Taiqing Zhenren of the Five Bucket Rice Dao, the Taixu Zhenren of the Quanzhen Dao, the Taishang Zhenren of Zhengyi, the Five Elements of Gold, Wood, Water, Fire and Earth, and the Martial Saint powerhouses of the Martial Sect are all here, and even the Fa Zheng, who represents the envoy of the Mei Sect, has a place.

The two sat opposite each other, and there were rows of tables and chairs.

At this moment, the Taiqing Zhenren of Wudou Midao stood at the top, holding a stack of information about the daughter city in his hand, obviously discussing with everyone about the siege of the city tomorrow.

However, at this time, the eyes of the Tai Qing people did not look at the intelligence at all, but instead stared at Mo Yan with a pair of wide eyes, his neck was strangled with green veins, and his face was red with anger.

Mo Yan didn't move his mouth or raise his eyes, obviously he didn't care about the opinion of the Tai Qing people, and raised his palm to indicate that the retreat of the alliance army was imperative.

The 400,000 Alliance Army is menacing, and it costs a lot of money to eat horses and chew along the way, but they are not here to play.

As a result, before the fight began, they asked to retreat, who can stand this?

Although it is under the banner of eradicating demons and demons for the sky, Taoism such as Taiqing Zhenren seeks the missionary land of Tianshui Kingdom, as for the Five Elements Kingdom of the world and the two martial arts factions outside the world, in addition to the face of Taoists, they naturally have their own considerations.

And now it was just a sentence from Mo Yan Ancestor, which made all the wishful thinking of Tai Qing Zhenren and other people here come to naught, how could they not be frightened, how could they not be angry?

Since the day the alliance army arrived in Liaoyuan County, Mo Yan, the ancestor of the Dragon Descending Sect, has lost his trace.

Seeing that he walked out of his daughter's city, and did not fight with the five witches, he directly asked to withdraw after arriving at the tent, if there was no huge exchange of interests, how would the Tai Qing people not believe it.

Obtaining the missionary land of the two states of Tianshui Country is an incomparably hot feat for the Taiqing Zhenren, which can make his status in the sect to a higher level, even if the position of the sect leader is still hopeless, but at least when the sect is assigned to the moon, the chance of obtaining the treasure of heaven and earth can be increased a lot.

Seeing that the fat is about to reach the mouth, too innocent people naturally can't let it fly.

When talking about gossip in the handsome tent, Mo Yan didn't give others a chance to refute him at all, and stood up directly and said categorically: "Hmph, there are not many people in this world who can be opponents with the old man!"

The Allied forces must be withdrawn! The stakes are too big for you to know, and the old man will talk to Senior Brother Bing afterwards. ”

Can make Mo Yan, who is already the peak of the Martial Emperor, report a major event, and is quite jealous, except for the old monster who is infinitely close to God in the Three Paths, who else can there be?

Since Mo Yan said so, the Tai Qing people, who are now considered 'people speak lightly', naturally can't say anything more. It's just that his eyes are a little resentful, resentful of why he can tell the monk in secret, but not with the alliance army itself.