Chi Hui's space is big enough to almost empty the entire City Lord's Mansion, and now he can't take care of it so much.

In case the City Lord's Mansion is not guaranteed, these things can't be cheapened by that group of miscellaneous pieces.

Chi Hui took her mother and sister-in-law to join Feng Wan, and then led people to fight Ling Yuanzong together.

For the safety of Mrs. Chi, Zhu Shan and the children, Buzhi included them in Qiankun Sleeve and the West Wind Ancestor.

In fact, if you are willing to do this, it is all for Feng Wan's sake.

At this time, on Ling Yuanzong's council hall, the high-ranking monks were lying on the ground weakly, as if they had been drained of their spiritual power.

Next to them sat a few old monks who were barely meditating.

Judging from the faces of the ancestors, it is obvious that they have also been poisoned.

On the high platform of the council hall sat a man with purple eyelids, thick scarlet lips, and a mouth with an urn and an echo.

"Don't you look down on me, don't you want to replace me?

Hahaha, that's really sorry, the winner is the king, the loser is the villain, and now you are all my prisoners. ”

"Dongfang Mo, if you change your demon path and fall willingly, you will not die well."

A monk lying on the ground, very backbone, yelled with all his strength.

Because of the exertion, the expression on his face was a little hideous.

"If you dare to scold this seat, you really deserve to die."

Dongfang Mo's hand with long pointed nails grabbed at the monk, and the monk was sucked over, and he stuck his neck.

"Since you want to die so much, then this seat will fulfill you."

Dongfang Mo's scarlet thick mouth was opened, and the last bit of spiritual power in the monk's body was also sucked dry by Dongfang Mo.

A monk without spiritual power is like a dry skin, which is gently pinched by Dongfang Mo and shattered.

The other monks who still wanted to insult Dongfang Mo were so frightened that they didn't dare to squeak, this Dongfang Mo was really too brutal.

"Whoever else is not convinced, he will be the end."

"Dongfang Mo, if you kill your fellow disciples, you won't end well."

The high-ranking monks lying on the ground didn't dare to scold, and an ancestor who was forced to meditate to recover his spiritual power was not afraid of Dongfang Mo.

He had already proposed to abolish Dongfang Mo, they had to listen to Mo Bao's words and continue to make him the head, Ling Yuanzong's suffering from this catastrophe was inseparable from the wrong decision of their ancestors.

The other ancestors also regretted it, but the most heart-wrenching thing in the world is that time cannot be turned back.

Obviously, the things that were solved with a touch of lips up and down before, because of their wrong decisions, caused the current misery.

They regret wanting to die, but they are reluctant to die.

"Haha, old thing, do you dare to curse this seat because I won't kill you now?

It's a pity that you're too naïve to think about it, this seat won't kill you for the time being, but you might as well die if you will be tortured. ”

When the words fell, Dongfang Mo raised his hand, and the ancestor was sucked by him and pinched his neck.

The scarlet thick mouth opened again, and the spiritual power on the ancestor's body surged towards his body.

However, unlike just now, this ancestor was not sucked into a dried corpse.

Looking at the ancestor with a pale face, a lot of breath and a little breath, Dongfang Mo threw it casually and threw it on the ground.

"Hahaha, this seat will be able to rule the entire Nine Desolations Continent in no time.

If you know the times, you will honestly be my spiritual power bank, if you don't obey, the end will be more painful than death. ”

The ancestor who was thrown on the ground had already fainted, and these two killings really played a role, and no one in the hall dared to speak anymore.

Dongfang Mo was very satisfied with this, and sat arrogantly and proudly on the main seat.

Just then, the door of the council hall was kicked open from the outside.

At the head of the pack was none other than Mo Bao, who was followed by a group of monks.

"Dongfang Mo, you have done all the bad things, today we are going to do the right thing for the sky. We should not be afraid of him, evil will prevail over good, and we will surely kill him. ”

Dongfang Mo encouraged the monks who came with him.

"Yes, Mo Bao Zhenjun is right, rush."

Mo Bao's cultivation speed is also quite fast, not long ago it was still the Jindan realm, and now it is the Yuanying realm.

Moreover, his Jindan Thunder Tribulation and Yuanying Realm Thunder Tribulation were very easy to cross.

Ling Yuanzong's people were also very proud of this, and they all said that he was the second Feng Bang, and his future achievements would definitely not be under Feng Bang.

Because of this, he now has a large number of supporters in Ling Yuanzong.

Dongfang Mo looked at Mo Bao and the others with disdain, "You are as humble as ants in front of this seat, you are really self-conscious." ”

Dongfang Mo's robe sleeves waved, and a domineering demonic power rushed towards Mo Bao and the others.

Mo Bao raised his hand and set up a protective shield on his body, and began to rush forward with his magic sword.

I don't know if his protective shield is too powerful, or the spells he cultivated to restrain Dongfang Mo's demonic power, he actually rushed through Dongfang Mo's demonic power and appeared in front of Dongfang Mo.

And the monks who came with them did not have such good luck, most of them were directly scattered, and a few were seriously injured on the ground.

"Mo Bao Zhenjun, we can't do it, the mission of killing the demon cultivator Dongfang Mo will be handed over to you."

"Don't worry, even if I die, I will avenge everyone."

"Hmph, don't think about yourself, go die."

Dongfang Mo raised his hand and struck out another demonic force.

Mo Bao was not so lucky this time, and some of the demonic power was hitting him in the heart.

"Haha, Mo Bao, you have also helped this seat a lot before, if you are willing to serve this seat, this seat can spare you from dying.

But if you're stubborn, then don't blame me for not remembering the day's feelings. ”

"Dongfang Mo, even if I die, I won't be with you scum."

"It doesn't look like the fight is heavy enough, let's die."

Dongfang Mo hit another demonic force, this time he went directly to Mo Bao's dantian, which was to ruin his cultivation and make him a waste.

"Mo Bao Zhenjun, be careful."

"Dongfang Mo, I'll fight with you."

At the moment of life and death, the potential and explosiveness are endless.

The spiritual power on Mo Bao's body skyrocketed, and a huge spiritual power ball was gathered in his hand.

Dongfang Mo looked at Mo Bao's movements mockingly, "Heh, since you want to die, this seat will fulfill you." ”

With a loud bang, the two forces collided together, and the roof was directly blown away, and the other monks who could still move hurriedly set up protective shields for themselves.

When the smoke and dust cleared, I saw Mo Bao half-kneeling on the ground, his body straight, which made people feel distressed and admired.

And Dongfang Mo, who has purple eyelids and red lips, is gone.

"Mo Bao Zhenjun, you won, right?"

The monks asked cautiously and incrediblely, Mo Bao Zhenjun is too powerful.

"Well, I lived up to your expectations."

After saying the last word, Mo Bao fell.

"Mo Bao Zhenjun."

The monks rushed up with an exclamation, and began to stuff pills into Mo Bao's mouth.

This is their Ling Yuanzong's great hero, no matter how much it costs, they must save him back.

The ancestors and high-ranking cultivators who had witnessed the whole process also had a new understanding of Mo Bao at this moment.

They had misunderstood him before, and Mo Bao was really a manufacturable material.

With his contribution to Ling Yuanzong, this position of head is his.

When Feng Wan and the others arrived, what they saw was this scene of rescuing Mo Bao.

Treasures, the second watch is coming!