Mo Wuxian grabbed his arm, as long as he grabbed the arm, then Chitalja was under his control.

Unexpectedly, the sword of destruction suddenly flashed and slashed towards Mo Wuxie's wrist, Mo Wuxian suddenly felt that his wrist was cold and tingling, and he immediately withdrew his hand.

It would have been easy for the Sword of Destruction to cut through his body, so he frowned again. The hundred-legged snake does not stiffen when it dies, and it is so.

Chitalja smiled grimly: "You can't help me!"

Mo Wuxian really couldn't help him, and he was very unwilling.

Suddenly, he smiled wickedly and said, "You should have a limited amount of blood now, right?" and I have a lot of blood, I can let my blood eat away at your body, and then, hehe......"

Yes, the way he thought of it was to seal Chitalja with his own blood.

Kitalja's arm shook suddenly, and then the Sword of Destruction suddenly lit up, disappearing from everyone's eyes in an instant.

The speed was so fast that Mo Wuxian couldn't react a little.

"Blood Demon **!" Mo Wuxian looked surprised.

He can also be proud once, even in the former God Cultivation Realm, no one can force Chitalja to activate the Blood Demon ** escape, and now, he has done it.

Chitalja was really scared this time, once Mo Wuxian's blood eroded him, then he would gradually weaken until he died.

For the first time, let Chitalja know that there was someone in this world that he feared, and this person came from his opponent, the Divine Cultivation Realm. Although this person's cultivation is still very weak, how can he not be very weak now?

Mo Wuxian looked at the sky and sighed, he had no way to stop Chitalja from leaving, because, once the Blood Demon ** was cast, he could instantly escape thousands of miles away, and if he wanted to track it, unless he could reach a certain level.

"Or let him escape!" Mo Wuxian looked at the sky, silent for a long time, but his heart was very uncalm, this time, what would it be in the near future?

Everyone was also stunned, and all the predecessors of the dust were killed, and now, it was only to beat Chitarja back to its original form.

The crowd returned to Mt. Qizhi with a heavy load.

The heaviness that permeated their hearts was even heavier than before, because they no longer had strong backup, and the only backup was all killed.

In the Jiuyuan Palace, the atmosphere was very depressing, Mo Wuxian was silent for a long time, and the others also lowered their heads, like children who had done something wrong.

The only strength they need now is the coming of the strong, and now, they are alone.

Mo Wuxian glanced at everyone and said with a smile: "Don't be discouraged, at least we're still alive, aren't we?"

His words, with a very deep truth, made everyone slightly stunned, and they all showed a smile.

"Yes, as long as we are alive, there will be a way!" Mo Ya said with a smile.

"We are not alone, we still have the Tomb of the Gods!" Emperor Xuanyuan said.

Mo Wuxian nodded and said, "We still have the dwarf race, the elf race!"

Mo Ya looked at Mo Wuxian in surprise and asked, "How do you know about the elf clan? Even for us, they are just legends, and we have never seen them!"

Mo Wuxian said: "They have an agreement with me, in the near future, they will lead the elven army to descend on the Martial Spirit Continent to join me!"

The fire phoenix was pleasantly surprised: "It seems that it is really the road of the heavens, the body of the gods in the tomb of the gods, although the resurrection is complicated, but it is not impossible, and there are countless strong people of the elf race, and there are even several gods, we still have the strength to fight against Chitaljia!"

Mo Wuxian nodded and said, "Without further ado, I'll go to the Divine Tomb, and the others will retreat and cultivate!"

After speaking, he stood up, and the fire phoenix immediately said, "I'll go with you!"

Mo Wuxian shook his head and said, "You are the strongest person here, the closest to God, so, you need to stay here!"

He walked out of the Nine Abyss Palace and flew towards the Martial Dao Empire.

The fire phoenix watched him go away, with a trace of worry in his eyes, as if he was innocent and there was an unknown danger.

The white mist of the Shrine of the Gods was still filling, but for Mo Wuxie, it was already useless. Why this is so, he himself does not understand.

He stood on the edge of the sinkhole and looked down, wondering if the god Chitalja would come to him.

Suddenly, a grave keeper appeared in front of him. The grave keeper is still the body of the grave guard, and he can't see his face clearly, which is very mysterious.

Mo Wuxian said: "Senior, what's going on at this time?"

He asked, pointing to the white mist.

The grave keeper said: "You will know when the time comes!"

Mo Wuxian was stunned for a moment, this sentence was mysterious, and asked, "When will the time come?"

The grave keeper said: "Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow!"

Mo Wuxian was silent for a moment, isn't this tantamount to nonsense. However, he still greeted him with a smile and said, "Chitalja has broken from the seal, and no one can restrain him now, we need your help!"

The grave keeper said mysteriously: "Don't worry, Qitarjia has been weakened to the limit by you, and you can't lift the big Lang for the time being, you need to enhance your cultivation, only when you reach the level of a god, can you be qualified to fight with Qitarjia!"

Mo Wuxian was silent for a long time, and then asked, "Is there a corpse of a god in the cemetery here?"

The grave keeper said: "Because you don't understand the so-called gods yet, you will understand when you reach this level!"

Mo Wuxie's conversation with the grave keeper was very difficult, but the grave keeper's words were full of mysteries and made people ponder.

Since a strong man like the grave keeper said that Chitalja couldn't afford to overturn the big Lang, then he didn't have to worry about it.

Suddenly, the grave keeper pointed in one direction and said, "Remember, Tianzhu Mountain cannot collapse!"

This direction is the direction of the Ancient Divine Sword Pavilion, Mo Wuxian nodded, and said, "There is the weakest link in Tianzhu Mountain, we know what to do!"

At this moment, a person suddenly appeared in front of Mo Wuxie, and the grave keeper continued, "He can help you with something, but the main thing is you!"

With that, the grave keeper vanished. And this person, who looks young, but is very handsome, is the person who is with the tomb keeper in the Fengshen Mausoleum.

It's just that this person is as mysterious as a grave keeper, and there is a hint of ambiguity on his face, making it impossible to see what kind of ring he is.

"I won't help you, and I won't deal with Chitarja, I'm only responsible for guiding you, and I don't care about the rest!" The young man's voice was calm, which made Mo Wuxian feel good, and said, "Thank you, senior!"

The young man said mysteriously: "Growing up is all realized in battle, so you need to fight the devil!"

He pointed in one direction and said, "There is a demon over there, and now is the time for you to practice!"

After saying that, the young man disappeared, leaving only the last sentence: "I will naturally meet you when I want to see you, so you don't have to deliberately look for me!"

Mo Wuxian looked at the place where he disappeared in a daze, disappearing so that he did not have a trace, as if he did not exist in the first place.

He looked into the distance, stepped on the flying sword and soared into the air, and it was only half a moment before he arrived at the Spirit Kingdom.