What should I do? What should I do? At this moment, the Blood Sword Spirit was really anxious.

Looking at the Tenglong Sword that went straight to Shen Moli's heart, in a hurry, the Blood Sword Spirit could only shout: "Have you forgotten her life-saving grace to you?"

There was nothing to do in a hurry, so that the Blood Sword Spirit only hoped to use words to awaken the conscience in Mo Ze's heart and make Mo Ze stop.

He has been with Mo Ze for thousands of years, and although he has not met often, the Blood Sword Spirit knows that Mo Ze is by no means a bloodthirsty person. Otherwise, since Xingtong has been seen by him to be tired, he will not still kill Xingtong for so many years.

This is a kind of softness that cherishes life, and for 10,000 years, in order to help the Star Clan avoid danger, there are countless places where Mo Ze has contributed. Although it was because of Mo Tong, it also made the Bloodless Sword Spirit see a trace of the breadth of the world.

But such a Mo Ze didn't care about his feelings at all, even if he dedicated his three souls and six spirits to the Tenglong Sword, he would kill Shen Moli. This strange move really puzzled the Blood Sword Spirit.

Hearing the dissuasion of the Blood Sword Spirit, Mo Ze really didn't stop at all, but only pointed at Shen Moli, closed his eyes and said, "Miss Shen, I'm sorry." ”

Shaoguang tossed and turned, although he cleaned the blood stains of the evil emperor's cruelty to the world. But in Mo Zezhihai, he never forgot for a moment the bloody storm that happened 10,000 years ago.

The bloody scene of heaven and earth crying together made Mo Ze unable to look at it directly, and he couldn't tolerate the revival of the emperor's soul in Shen Moli's body, and once again created such cruel bloodshed in the world.

Although today's world is chaotic due to the strife of the five tribes, it is impossible to have the bloody picture of 10,000 years ago.

At this moment, facing Shen Moli's quiet and sleeping face, although Mo Ze had countless guilt in his heart, he couldn't act without regard for the lives of the people in the world.

For a moment, Mo Ze closed his eyes and continued to strike at Shen Moli. As if he couldn't see the world with his eyes, he didn't need to face the fact that Shen Moli was pierced by the dragon sword and died.

Seeing this, the Blood Sword Spirit flew and suddenly slashed towards Mo Ze's neck.

Unable to convince Mo Ze, it planned to kill Mo Ze with a knife, so that Mo Ze had no chance to hurt Shen Moli.

I didn't understand what Mo Ze was thinking about at the moment, but I only felt that Mo Ze seemed to be controlled by someone, and he became bloodthirsty in an instant, and even some of the Blood Sword Spirit couldn't figure it out.

However, Mo Ze, who had experienced countless trials in the catastrophe 10,000 years ago, even though his body was weakened by the red flame at the moment, his ability to capture sound was not inferior to before.

Hearing the sound of the sword spirit rapidly approaching him, Mo Ze was on the side of his body and suddenly avoided the long sword.

The sharp blood sword slashed across Mo Ze's face, drawing a string of blood beads in the void space, but it did not hurt Mo Ze's vital point.

"Bloodthirsty Sword Spirit, haven't you forgotten the tragedy of 10,000 years ago?" Mo Ze opened his cold eyes and asked the Bloodthirsty Sword Spirit indifferently.

The action of stabbing at Shen Moli also paused slightly due to the action of dodging the Blood Sword Spirit.

As soon as he said this, he did not make the Blood Sword Spirit calm down for a moment, and it had already taken the form of a Blood Sword and aggressively went straight to Mo Ze and said: "Many tragedies ten thousand years ago were caused by the evil emperor, what does it have to do with this little woman!"

With that, the sharp blade slashed towards Mo Ze again.

Only this time, the sword stopped abruptly halfway through. As if guessing something, the Blood Sword Spirit suddenly returned to its humanoid form, his round eyes widened, and he looked at Mo Ze in disbelief: "You mean, this little woman has the soul of the Evil Emperor hidden in her body, so she will absorb the Red Flame just now?"

Even though the Blood Sword Spirit didn't know much about Shen Moli, the only thing in the world that could manipulate the Red Flame was the Evil Emperor. Even if the Blood Sword Spirit wanted to get the Red Flame repeatedly, it would inevitably not be able to manipulate the Red Flame, and could only contain the Red Flame in the world inside the sword, and then use the Red Flame.

In an instant, the Blood Sword Spirit seemed to have understood why Shen Moli had a king's breath in his body. That is the breath released by the soul of the evil emperor, and it is the soul of a king that is rare in the world.

It's just that the two kingly breaths in Shen Moli's body clearly belong to two types of people. Being able to balance each other with the soul of the evil emperor is in Shen Moli's body, and the breath of the king will not be weak.

As if seeing the doubts of the Blood Sword Spirit, Mo Ze sighed before continuing: "After the death of the Evil Emperor back then, the Emperor Soul escaped into reincarnation, but was accidentally detected by the power of the Star Phoenix. Since then, for 10,000 years, the two forces have been fighting each other, and they have been fighting endlessly in the body of the reincarnated person of the Star Phoenix. ”

Looking at the slightly thoughtful Blood-Buried Sword Spirit, Mo Ze continued: "This time, you shouldn't stop me?"

Without explaining to the Blood Sword Spirit, it was not easy to sacrifice the Dragon Sword to obliterate Shen Moli.

The Blood Sword Spirit does not need to rely on the sword master, and can also use all kinds of tricky swordsmanship, and it is very popular to resist.

If he is entangled by the Blood Sword Spirit, let alone killing Shen Moli, in the confrontation with the Blood Sword, it will consume Mo Ze's life force, so that Mo Ze will no longer be able to assassinate Shen Moli with the Dragon Sword.

After explaining these things to the Blood Sword Spirit, seeing that the Blood Sword Spirit seemed to be in deep thought, Mo Ze continued to sacrifice the sword and stabbed towards Shen Moli.

Shen Moli was suddenly innocent, but having the emperor soul in her body was the biggest mistake.

The emperor soul has not been erased today, and it is difficult to be sure whether the emperor soul will set off big waves in the days to come.

Looking at the long sword that Mo Ze stabbed towards Shen Moli again, the Fuxue Sword Spirit opened his mouth slightly, as if he still wanted to speak for Shen Moli, but in the end he couldn't say a word.

As a bloodthirsty divine soldier, although the Blood Sword Spirit likes to wash his sword body with blood, he has made countless killings over the years. can be reminiscent of the tragedy 10,000 years ago, and it still makes the soul of the Bloodless Sword palpitating.

Such extremely tragic disasters in the world are not something that ordinary people can afford.

Thinking like this, the Blood-Buried Sword Spirit turned his head away and didn't look at Shen Moli again. At this time, in the face of the safety of the world, it didn't know how to face Shen Moli for a while.

If Shen Moli is saved, the evil emperor will have the possibility of returning to the world; if Shen Moli is not saved, the Blood Sword Spirit really can't bear to see Shen Moli being pierced by the Tenglong Sword and disappearing.

Although Shen Moli still has the power of the star phoenix in his body suppressing the emperor's soul, the star phoenix was difficult to defeat the evil emperor ten thousand years ago, let alone today after ten thousand years.

Back then, Mo Tong was the head of the Star Clan, an existence that exhaled the wind was rain, and his strength was many times stronger than the current Shen Moli, and she was just such a woman, but she was as weak as an ant in front of the evil emperor.

Because the Fu Blood Sword happened to be held by the demon king back then, he knew the variables in the world at that time.

In that variable, the Blood Sword Spirit knew better what it would mean if the Evil Emperor descended on the world again.

It looked at the ground with sad eyes, and watched the magma flow under the sea of fire so quietly, as if it wanted the scene in front of it and numbed its inner entanglement.