Mo Yan didn't pay attention to He Zichuan's strange appearance, and his right hand poked into the void, and a black giant blade appeared in her hand with a glow of cold light. He Zichuan had seen Mo Yan fight with this strange black giant blade before, but he had never had a chance to observe it carefully, so he just took a closer look at it at this time.

The front end of the black giant blade is like a folding fan, the fan surface is about half a zhang, and the blade on three sides flashes with a cold light, which makes people palpitate. The blade test is embossed with all kinds of demons with strange expressions, and the devils spew demonic gas from their mouths, flickering and flickering, adding a bit of hideous color. The bottom of the fan is connected to a blade handle about one and a half zhang long, so that the whole giant blade reaches more than two zhang high, and it looks like a big-headed Zen staff, which is very eerie. Especially when it is held in the hands of the delicate and beautiful Mo Yan, there is an indescribable sense of incongruity.

"What, I like her very much?" Seeing He Zichuan staring at the giant blade in his hand, his eyes were different, and the corners of Mo Yan's mouth gently hooked up a strange smile, stroking the black giant blade and teasing.

"Huh?"

"Her name is Fuyue, isn't it beautiful?" said Mo Yan.

When He Zichuan heard this even more incongruous name, he shuddered in his heart and said, "She is indeed very ...... Exceptional......"

Before Mo Yan could say anything, Fairy Lin's escape had already flown in front of the two of them, and before the person arrived, the poignant, sad, and mean voice had already come: "The slut will return my husband's life!"

At this time, Fairy Lin's eyes were red, her hair was scattered, and her face was dazzled by undried tears, due to the forced use of secret techniques to accelerate the pursuit, her whole body was soaked with blood, and her white clothes were bright red.

He Zichuan and Mo Yan glanced at each other, and read Mr. Qingtao's ending from Fairy Lin's words and current appearance. Thinking of the fall of the generation of powerhouses of the Transformation Realm who had been with them for thousands of years, He Zichuan actually felt a little pity for Fairy Lin in his heart.

"Her Dao heart has been shattered, and in the future, not only will she not make any more progress, but she will gradually lose it until she dies of exhaustion." He Zichuan sighed.

Mo Yan clenched the burial moon with her right hand, and two ghost babies appeared behind her, and quickly pounced on her, and the demonic qi was surging all over her body, turning into a firstborn with two horns and a heroic appearance in bone armor again. At this time, Fairy Lin happened to rush towards Mo Yan and the others like a mad tiger.

"Since there is no nostalgia for mortal dust, it is better to let go and look for him. Mo Yan's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he carried the burial moon to greet Fairy Lin. Fairy Lin cried and laughed, did not dodge or dodge in the face of the attack, had no rules, and just wanted to vent the pain, desolation, fear, and confusion in her heart on the foxy woman in front of her who killed her husband, and every blow turned out to be her peak strength.

However, for Mo Yan, there was no threat to fight like this, I saw that she was flashing Fairy Lin's three swords in a row, taking advantage of the opponent's respite, her right hand picked up the burial moon and slashed her head, the demonic qi on the black giant blade was rolling, cold and cold, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves was endless. Fairy Lin turned a blind eye to this fatal blow, and still used all her strength to hit Mo Yan. Mo Yan sneered, his mana was wildly discharged, and the speed of the burial moon slashing suddenly became several times faster, with the power of thunder, he first smashed the blade in Fairy Lin's hand, and then the wind carried by the blade formed a black giant blade phantom, like a quick knife cutting tofu, cutting all the Lin Fairy in half. A white figure flew out of Fairy Lin's shattered body, and the figure laughed miserably, the light on his body flickered, and it seemed that it was about to collapse.

"It's not good, this stupid woman would rather disappear and not enter the reincarnation, but also die with me!" Mo Yan saw that the Lin Fairy Yuan Shen was about to explode, and he was shocked, and he was about to use the teleportation secret technique to escape, but he heard the crisp sword sound in the sky, and a golden sword shadow half a zhang wide and more than ten zhang long rose into the sky, and disappeared in a flash, just hitting the Lin Fairy Yuan Shen and turning it into a little stardust.

"I'm afraid that Mr. Qingtao has been extinguished and cannot be reincarnated, so Fairy Lin no longer expects the next life. Putting away the Qingfeng Sword, He Zichuan flew to Mo Yan's side, and said regretfully in the air.

"Think it's a pity?" Mo Yan asked, with an incomprehensible tone in his tone.

He Zichuan sighed, and said quietly: "In terms of infatuation alone, Fairy Lin can be regarded as a leader, isn't it a pity to end up like this?"

Mo Yan's face darkened when he heard this, his eyes looked into the distance, and he sighed: "Infatuated people will become stupid, and few will end well in the end." ”

He Zichuan smiled and asked, "Why did Miss say this, is there a person in your heart who will make you stupid?"

Mo Yan's face froze, and then he said angrily and funny: "I didn't expect Lord He to like to inquire about women's privacy." ”

He Zichuan twitched, choked on his own saliva, coughed several times in a row, and was embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

Seeing He Zichuan's funny appearance, Mo Yan couldn't help laughing, her eyes flashed with a soft light, and her long eyelashes blinked very cutely, and He Zichuan was stunned again.

"Actually, you are a very special person, very different from the men that Miss Ben has seen before......" Mo Yan suddenly laughed.

He Zichuan said: "What's the difference?"

"You're a lot like a ...... guy"

"Like whom?"

Mo Yan smiled secretly, winked at He Zichuan, and playfully spit out two words: "Secret!"

"Hey, you ......" He Zichuan's interest has been aroused by her, but when it comes to the key point, she doesn't say anything, which makes He Zichuan very uncomfortable.

Mo Yan waved his hand and said slyly: "Hey, we are being hunted down now, and you are about to arrive with such a grinding and chirping pursuer." ”

He Zichuan said hatefully: "It seems that you have been pulling this seat here to idle around, right?"

"If I pull you and pull you, why didn't I see you so obedient before?" Mo Yan said forcefully.

"You!"

"If you don't go, I'm leaving. Mo Yan smiled sweetly, and was about to turn around and leave, He Zichuan had no choice but to follow in a stupid manner.

"Don't even think about going!" Just as the two were about to leave, a brass gate suddenly appeared from the top of their heads, and Mr. Mo took the lead, taking Tianyinzi, Yang Wanli and Wu Qiyan and several Holy Realm masters, out of the gate, and then the gate turned into a spirit rune and spontaneously burned into ashes.

He Zichuan's eyes narrowed, a trace of solemnity appeared on his face, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay, the hard goods are here, you'd better be serious and release the third ghost baby quickly." ”

"How do you know I have a third ghost baby?" Mo Yan was surprised.

He Zichuan rolled his eyes and said lightly: "The Heavenly Punishment Demon Suppression Skill of the East China Sea Demon Palace is powerful all over the world, and the young lady has reached the middle stage of the Holy Realm, shouldn't there be three demons in the body?"

"How do you know so much about my Demon Palace?" Mo Yan exclaimed.

At the moment of the great enemy, He Zichuan really didn't want to talk to her more, but looking at her posture as if she didn't make it clear, she wouldn't give up, so she had to explain: "Every generation of Qingfeng Sword has a little study of the world's exercises, and we will talk about this matter later, please don't keep your hands now." ”

Mo Yan nodded, recognizing He Zichuan's reason, but said, "No!"

"What did you say?"

Mo Yan's face suddenly flushed, and he said a little shyly: "I said no, I can't release the third ghost baby!"

"Hey!" He Zichuan said inexplicably: "You figured it out, now is the moment of life and death, and you still want to have reservations?"

"If I say no, I can't", Mo Yan said impatiently: "Don't even think about it!"

He Zichuan didn't know which one the eldest lady was messing with, he was angry and funny in his heart, and he was about to persuade a few more words, but he saw a cyan sword light piercing the sky and plunging straight into the two of them. Immediately after that, the two ghost claws and a halberd phantom were not reconciled, and they hit the two of them head-on.

"Be careful!" He Zichuan was shocked, hugged Mo Yan into his arms, and flashed to the side, Mo Yan was suddenly held by a strong arm, and snorted unexpectedly, but then there was a strange feeling in her heart, some relieved, and a little numb, mixed with the woman's shyness, so that she showed a touch of rejection and welcome, the gesture and action were so moving, so that He Zichuan's head was hot in an instant, and he was stupid.

Mo Yan saw that He Zichuan ignored those deadly attacks, and looked at himself in a daze, his face turned red again, and he said, "When is it, you pervert!"

After speaking, she gently broke free from He Zichuan's embrace, and with a right hand, the burial moon slashed up from the lower right, and the funeral moon was filthy and light, and a shocking spiritual pressure rushed out, and the rolling demon clouds in the sky came instantly, and a black upper quarter moon appeared and disappeared in the demon clouds, as if the devil blinked. The clear sky instantly overwhelmed the city with black clouds, gloomy and dark. When the sword light that struck first writhed in the black clouds a few times, it collapsed and dispersed, and then the ghost claws and halberd phantoms also flickered a few times and vanished.

Among the few people, Yang Wanli, who was closest to Mo Yan, suddenly felt that his mana was stagnant and his breath was not smooth, and he suddenly exclaimed: "That black blade is actually a treasure of road building!"

The treasure of Dao building is that the monk above the Transformation Realm seals his Dao Fruit into the magic weapon with several secret methods, so that this magic weapon can show part of the power of the Dao Realm of the Transformation Realm monk. However, this sealing method has very high requirements for magic weapons, secret methods, and monks, and the quality of the sealing weapons is slightly inferior, or the attributes are not completely consistent with the monk's Dao fruit, or the method of performing the secret method is slightly wrong, and there is the slightest negligence in the sealing process, etc., it will be in vain. And no matter whether they succeed or not, after sealing their Dao Fruit with their own hands, the monk will lose the Dao Fruit, and the Yuan Shen will be extinguished, and he will not be allowed to re-enter reincarnation. In addition, even if it is completed, the Treasure of Dao Building will be able to exert up to two to three percent of the original power of the Monk Dao Fruit, and the mana consumed will not be reduced by half a point. Therefore, the treasure of Dao building is very rare, and it is often only a few pieces of the Qingtian Sect that have been inherited for countless years.

Mr. Mo snorted coldly, and made a move towards the void, and a small bell appeared in his hand. I saw him hit the magic duel on the little bell again and again, and rows of runes gradually lit up on the little bell, and then he spewed out a breath of spiritual energy towards the little bell, the little bell suddenly shook, and there was a buzzing sound, and finally he flicked his fingers, and the little bell immediately broke out with a crisp bell ringing through the sky. Hearing the sound of humming, Yang Wanli and the others suddenly felt that their bodies were loose, and the feeling of mana stagnation dissipated by a small half.

"Tianyinzi help me quickly!" Mr. Mo shouted when he saw that it was effective. Tianyinzi immediately understood, raised his hand in mid-air, and there was an extra guqin in his palm. As his jade-like fingers ran across the strings, the sound of the mountain spring flowing out of the beams, and several of the restricted Saint Realm cultivators were relieved for a minute or two.

"Entangled them, the mana consumed by the Treasure of Dao Building to maintain the pseudo-Dao realm is the same as when the Transformation Realm monk casts the Dao Realm, she only has the mid-stage cultivation of the Holy Realm, and she can't support it for long. Mr. Mo opened his mouth and drank.

Wu Qiyan and Yang Wanli's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of joy, and they shot again.

At this time, there was a sudden immense and incomparable spiritual pressure between heaven and earth, and then a shock wave like a tsunami crashing on the shore rolled in, and the surrounding mountains and rivers seemed to be ploughed through, the skin and flesh bloomed, and the huge roar made the masters of the Holy Realm have to use secret techniques to temporarily seal their hearings. Whether it is the pseudo-Dao realm of the burial moon or the bells and piano sounds of Mr. Mo and the others, they are like a fallen leaf in the waves under this impact, and the wind and rain are shaking.

He Zichuan's eyes widened, and he muttered in disbelief: "It's the aftermath of the battle between those transformation realm masters. ”

"Uncle Cen!" Mo Yan's face tightened, and he was very worried about the battle situation on the side of the Heavenly Demon King.

Mr. Mo was overjoyed: "It seems that the battle over there is about to be decided, as long as we pester them for a little longer, we can drag it until the reinforcements are coming." ”

"Hurry up and release your third ghost baby!" The situation had reached the most critical point, He Zichuan couldn't care about it anymore, and yelled at Mo Yan. The enemy was already desperate, and He Zichuan was still at ease, but Mo Yan, whose cultivation strength was higher than He Zichuan's, fell into a bitter battle because he refused to use all his strength, which made He Zichuan anxious.

"I don't want it!" didn't seem to realize He Zichuan's eagerness, and Mo Yan in the fierce battle still had red cheeks and shyly insisted on his opinion.

Although He Zichuan didn't understand why Mo Yan was still reluctant to perform the Third Heavenly Punishment Demon Suppression Skill at such a time when it was a matter of life and death, he knew that it was an extremely dangerous moment at this moment, both Saint Realm masters, but he and Mo Yan were each one against two, with higher-level exercises and endless secret techniques, magic weapons, etc., giving them half an hour, they would definitely be able to defeat each other, and even kill each other. But at present, the battle of the transformation realm may be decided at any time, and the three masters of the other transformation realm may appear in front of the two of them in the next moment, and in the face of the three transformation masters with outstanding combat power, they have no hope of survival. Obviously, Mr. Mo and the others also know this, like a mad dog biting someone, they would rather fight to get injured than to entangle He Zichuan and Mo Yan, and their situation is getting worse and worse.

At this time, He Zichuan was faced with two choices, either to abandon Mo Yan and use all his strength to force back and entangle his two enemies and escape alone, or to wait for death with Mo Yan, who was unwilling to use all his strength.

At this time, there was another aftermath, which was much weaker than the previous wave in terms of momentum and intensity, indicating that the transformation realm war was probably coming to an end. He Zichuan was anxious in his heart, his face was cloudy, he didn't think about giving up Mo Yan and leaving alone, but whenever this happened, an inexplicable emotion would appear, which made his heart soften, and he quickly dispelled this thought.

"Hey, Miss, release your third ghost baby, don't play with it. In the midst of all the struggles, He Zichuan said helplessly.

"Don't think about it!" Mo Yan's pretty face was full of shyness, and he refused to let He Zichuan get his wish.

He Zichuan gritted his teeth and said: "Other exercises at the bottom of the box, secret techniques, magic weapons, weapons, anything!"

Mo Yan rolled his eyes and said in the tone of speaking to an idiot, "If I have it, do I still need you?"

He Zichuan was completely deflated, and said with a wry smile: "Then are you looking for death now?"

"I'm going to kill me, I want you to take care of it, you go first, I'll stop them for you for a moment. Mo Yan waved his hand impatiently and sent He Zichuan to the place.

He Zichuan's chest was blocked, I don't know what kind of madness this eldest lady is having, would he rather fall here than exert his cultivation? What is the reason? He really wanted to throw his hands away, but as soon as he saw the figure that was fighting hard, he felt a sour in his heart, and he could no longer take a step back.

"He Zichuan, you are really an idiot, you have been cultivating for more than 3,000 years, and in the end you will be confused by beauty!" He Zichuan saw that the two of them would definitely die if this continued, and while scolding himself angrily in his heart, he secretly planned for the worst.

He exhaled a long breath, as if he had made the final decision, the long sword in his hand swept out, and the sword light dozens of zhang wide left the string, as if he was going to cut the heavenly dome in half, Wu Qiyan and Yang Wanli also had to temporarily fly more than ten zhang under the sword. Taking advantage of this gap, He Zichuan clawed his right hand towards the void, and a gray-green quaint small bell appeared in his hand. The small bell seems to be jade, but due to the passage of time, the emerald color gradually fades, and a layer of gray color appears.

As soon as Yang Wanli saw the thing in He Zichuan's hand, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned around and fled without saying a word, and the speed was not slower than that of Fairy Lin when he was burning and cultivating.

Mr. Mo, who was fighting with Mo Yan, swept the thing in He Zichuan's hand, his hair exploded, and he hurriedly threw out a spirit rune, which turned into a brass gate in mid-air and slowly opened, and Mr. Mo, who was in a hurry, plunged into the brass door when it was just opened for a third of the time, and the door immediately dissipated and turned into a spirit rune and spontaneously combusted.

Although Wu Qiyan and Tianyinzi didn't know what He Zichuan was doing, they were old monsters who had cultivated for thousands of years after all, and seeing the two companions behaving like this, they naturally knew that something was wrong, so they immediately turned around and ran away, but this momentary delay made them pay a painful price. I saw He Zichuan holding the right hand of the jade bell tightly, and a faint golden primordial spirit was actually out of the body, as if it was sucked into it by the jade bell, and then the jade bell sounded happily and softly, Wu Qiyan and Tianyinzi immediately found that their primordial spirit was forcibly pulled out of their bodies by an irreversible and powerful force, and they lost control of their bodies, and then a heavy pressure came, and the primordial gods of the two were as if they were hit by the Nine Heavens Thunder Fire, and the two "bang" two bursts open, and their close flesh was directly blown into powder.

"Jinyu Immortal Bell?!" Mo Yan's eyes froze, and he exclaimed.

With the fall of Wu Qiyan and Tianyinzi, He Zichuan's face turned pale, and there was a white mist all over his body, and blood slowly flowed out of the seven orifices, falling softly in mid-air.

Mo Yan's face turned pale, and he immediately flew to He Zichuan's side, grabbed him with one hand, and hugged him.

He Zichuan was angry, and said with difficulty: "It's off...... Didn't expect it...... The last ...... of this seat Still is...... Or wiped your ass......"

Mo Yan looked at him half-dead, still a rogue virtue, and said anxiously and angrily: "Stupid, how much of your Yuan Shen has been sucked away?"

He Zichuan smiled slightly: "But...... But only one in ten...... That's it......". Although he desperately wanted to be more relaxed, that distorted smile made Mo Yan feel even more sad.

For some reason, a mist slowly appeared in Mo Yan's eyes, she seemed to be concerned, and said as if complaining: "That's it, there is no recovery in a hundred years, and your cultivation will not be able to make an inch." It's a good thing that you're not stupid enough to fully activate Jinyu Xianling, otherwise you and those two will end up in the same fate. And even if you only activate the power of the Jinyu Immortal Bell by one or two, if you do it again, you won't want to step into the middle stage of the Holy Realm in your life. ”

As he was talking, suddenly there was a short aftermath in the sky, and Mo Yan's heart suddenly became entangled, and he instinctively wanted to confirm the safety of the Heavenly Demon King. She was just about to move, but suddenly felt a tightness in her wrist, and it turned out to be a weak He Zichuan who desperately grabbed her in a hurry.

He Zichuan used the only strength in his body and said with difficulty: "Hey...... Miss...... Don't be willful...... Again...... If you do it again...... This seat is really ...... It's really going to die......"

"You guy!" Mo Yan showed a wry smile and said, "You're dying, you're still such a scoundrel!" You have become like this, I can't go even if I want to, why are you so stupid, you can go first by yourself just now." ”

Hearing that Mo Yan was not going to take risks, He Zichuan's heart was relieved, and the last bit of strength immediately disappeared, he closed his eyelids that were getting heavier and heavier, and said weakly: "I'm leaving...... What are you going to do? That's stupid...... Unexpectedly...... And called me stupid......"

As he spoke, a shallow smile slowly appeared on He Zichuan's face. Mo Yan looked at his peaceful and satisfied appearance, countless emotions arose in his heart, and he said to himself in a daze: "Is there really a man in this world who is really willing to sacrifice his life for me?"

Hearing this, He Zichuan's already closed eyes struggled to open a gap and said, "Hey...... This seat is just ...... Indeed...... Don't you want to save yourself...... Don't...... Deny...... Pull the ladder up behind you...... Leave this seat here!"

Mo Yan was laughed at by her, and she didn't have the mood to talk to herself, so she had to smile bitterly at him. He Zichuan glanced at her brilliant smile, and finally slowly closed her eyes again, no longer having the strength to say anything. Mo Yan's heart was inexplicably sour when he saw this, but he couldn't bear it and didn't show it, and he still had that wry smile on his face.

"What a smile...... He Zichuan's consciousness gradually blurred, and he tried his best to engrave that alluring smile deeply into the deepest part of his heart and turn it into a beautiful mark.

"Fool, I brought you here to use those self-proclaimed nymphomaniacs to entangle you, so that I can get out calmly. Although you are a Qingfeng Sword, I can't do anything about you, but you don't dare to reveal your identity, and you can't do anything about those gentlemen, so this is called one thing and one thing. I let you go just now, as long as you leave, I will use the three ghosts to descend and get out quickly, why do you bother to jump into the fire pit by yourself?" Mo Yan looked at He Zichuan's calm cheeks, and said in a light tone, as if she was confiding in He Zichuan, and as if she was talking to herself, but tears fell quietly from her bright eyes.

Although he has been cared for and cared for for thousands of years of cultivation, this kind of unreserved sincerity and dedication when he is in danger is something that Mo Yan has never experienced. Those playboys who revolve around her are either like Wu Tianyu, Fan Jinjiang and the like, who are eager to take out a sincere heart on weekdays, but when it comes to the critical moment, they immediately reveal their selfish nature; Before yesterday, He Zichuan and Mo Yan didn't know each other, and it was impossible to talk about what he wanted, but he was such a person, but he could give his precious journey and even his life for himself.

At this moment, Mo Yan felt that a spring breeze blew into his heart, and the wind was wrapped in a beauty that he had never experienced, and countless thick sweetness flowed in his body, and then sprayed out from his pores, making the surroundings hazy, as if a gray world was lit up and clothed with brilliance.

"What kind of person are you?" Mo Yan's charming lips suddenly hung into a sweet smile and murmured.

The rumbling sound that was getting closer and closer to the horizon broke Mo Yan's short-term immersion, feeling the violent mana fluctuations, and then looking at He Zichuan who was like gold paper in her arms, she gritted her teeth and rose up, and quickly flew in another direction, and said in her heart, "It seems that the backlash of using the treasure of heaven and earth is even greater than I imagined, he must recuperate and treat as soon as possible, otherwise he is likely to fall into the holy realm, and even the original god collapses." Fool, you're going to hold on." Thinking about Mo Yan, he looked at He Zichuan in his arms again, and once again showed a wry smile.