Before Mo Qian withdrew his hand, he already understood how to collect the Divine Monument, and he also knew very well that after he collected the Divine Monument, many people would definitely die.

Originally, he was still a little hesitant in his heart, after all, many people had died before, although those people were considered to be damned, but he still didn't want too many people to die in his heart.

However, when he saw the heat and greed in the eyes of those teenagers, the trace of hesitation in his heart was gone.

Since neither those who died, nor those who were about to die, deserved sympathy and pity, he did not need to think much about it.

call

Mo Qian sighed secretly in his heart, and then ran the Taichu Method, and the lead-colored lotus flower in the sea of life in his body suddenly bloomed brightly, and diffused with a distant and vast aura.

The key to receiving the Divine Tablet was the Origin Mind Method he had practiced, and as long as the Primal Dharma was operational, that Divine Tablet would recognize him, although he didn't understand what the Primordial Dharma had to do with the Divine Monument.

Airplanes!

In just an instant, the Divine Monument hummed and trembled, and the dazzling seven-colored light was gone, and even the rippling Dao aura was gone.

The monument was originally a foot high, but in an instant, it turned into the size of a palm, and became simple and unpretentious, just like the most ordinary stone monument.

Mo Qian's brows furrowed slightly, but he quickly stretched out, and slowly stretched out his hand across the void, and in an instant, the quaint and unpretentious divine monument fell into his palm.

He unhurriedly put the Divine Monument into the Qiankun bag, then frowned again, and turned to look at the young men on the ground with hot eyes.

Before receiving the Divine Monument, he had thought of many ways to save his life, but in the end he threw them out of his mind.

Although he can throw the monument and let those teenagers fight for it, he can be the yellow finch hidden in the end, or the fisherman who makes a profit.

Although he could not take the monument, just like the other teenagers, he shook his head and returned to the ground, and came back when the people were gone.

Although he had many more appropriate ways to capture the monument, he didn't do it, because the pride in his heart didn't allow him to do so, and he felt that the monument belonged to him, so why should he avoid others.

Although he has not yet understood the mystery of the Divine Monument, he still feels that the Divine Monument only belongs to him.

At the moment, he is proud!

Although he knew very well that pride came at a price, he just wanted to be proud!

"Kill him!

Before many teenagers could wake up from their shocking emotions, a sound full of bloody killing intent came from the crowd, as if they came from the boundless darkness of purgatory, and bloodlust and greed bloomed to the fullest.

The voice was not very loud, but it was very clear in the silent crowd, and the hearts of the teenagers suddenly trembled.

The voice was like the voice of the temptation of the devil, full of infinite magic power, and in just an instant, the greed and longing in the hearts of those teenagers who were about to be completely awakened were reawakened.

Rumble!

I don't know who made the first move, a spear appeared in the void, as if it rushed out of nothingness, and then dozens of blades followed.

"Kill!"

The shouts of killing were shocking, I don't know if those teenagers were cheering for themselves, or venting the desire in their hearts, and for a while, dense people flocked to Moqian like bees.

On weekdays, few people in the field would dare to make such a move, who would dare to shoot at the young man who was already infinitely close to the first person in the Third Academy.

With the combat power of those teenagers, making a move against Mo Qian is tantamount to looking for death, but at this moment, they don't seem to have a trace of fear in their hearts, they are not afraid of death, they just want to take down the ancient and unpretentious Divine Monument.

"How daring!"

Mu Yulai shouted, and the silver plate in his hand was thrown into the void, and in an instant, an invisible domain was formed around Yu Moqian, which was a guard domain that he had prepared before.

"Brother Bi, please!"

Qu Wuxian stood beside Mu Yulai, bowed to Bi Rong, and said solemnly.

He saw all the changes in Bi Rong before, and understood that the other party was really ally with Mo Qian, so if the alliance was in trouble, Bi Rong would naturally help.

After seeing Bi Rong nodding, Qu Wuwu sighed secretly in his heart, and then stroked the flute with both hands and played a song like heavenly music.

That divine monument was not sacred at all in the hearts of Qu Wuxian and Mu Yulai, and they felt that it was a magic monument, full of demonic nature and misfortune.

Whether it is Qu Wuxian or Mu Yulai, they all have some understanding of the Divine Monument, and they know very well that it is a piece of something that will bring bad luck to people, if it weren't for Mo Qian's insistence on making a move, they really don't want their friends to be involved in the storm of calamity.

But at this point, they all know that there is no turning back, only to fight to the death, as long as they can help their friends fight a bloody way, what are they afraid of death!

"Humph!"

Mo Qian looked at the person who was rushing towards him like a bee, and couldn't help but snort coldly, and his heart was even more angry to the extreme.

His face was already very cold, and he looked at those people as if he were looking at a dead man, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes.

Phew!

Just as the spear was approaching him, a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and in an instant, the sword was aimed at the spear and slashed.

A sword light slashed out, and the extremely cold chill dispersed, and in an instant, a click was heard, and the spear exploded, turning into a pile of powder.

That spear is just an ordinary spirit soldier, how can it be compared with the Sword of Killing Immortals, even if the Sword of Killing Immortals has no sword heart, but the material of the sword is comparable to the treasure of heaven and earth, how can a weapon made of ordinary spirit treasures be compared.

What's more, the person who threw the spear was too different from Mo Qian in terms of combat power, and he couldn't even hurt Mo Qian with that spear.

swish

Mo Qian didn't stand still, after smashing the spear, he cast the Qingpeng body technique, like a streamer of light shooting forward.

Since he had already made a move, he didn't plan to blindly defend, and since those people were too greedy in their hearts, he decided to wake them up in a rough way.

Although he knew very well that there were many people hiding in the dark, it would be difficult to save the Divine Monument if he consumed it like this, and it would even be difficult to protect the lives of himself and his friends.

However, he didn't want to think too much about it, and he wanted to use this battle to announce to everyone that the Divine Monument only belonged to himself, and only to himself, and that whoever had the heart to spy and shoot at him should be ready to face death.

His heart was full of pride at the moment, even if the first person from the Third Academy stood in front of him, he would still be in this posture, but he himself didn't understand why he suddenly became so proud, and he would fully show the edge of his body.

In the battle of life and death, he was not allowed to think a lot, even if he already felt that it was the divine monument that affected his mind, it would be useless, and if he wanted to explore the truth, he had to survive first.

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