With such thoughts, the ancestor of the Qing family stared at Mu Yuxiao's eyes, revealing a strange glow: "It is impossible for the old man to disobey the master's orders, but the old man is just unwilling, a little doll in the early stage of entering the Dharma Dao can actually destroy my Donghengqing family..."

Mu Yuxiao's eyes were calm: "You have to promise me two things..."

"You say!" The Qing Family Ancestor glanced up at the Immortal Power Light Curtain and said quickly!

"The first thing, help me, kill Wang Mo!" Mu Yuxiao said softly, his eyes looked at Wang Mo from afar through the light curtain, and a trace of complicated hatred flashed in his eyes.

She has always been sober, he knows that Bald Yong and others were not killed by Wang Mo, although they died because of Wang Mo, she did not lose her memory, he knows very well who the man in front of him is, but she hates him really, what she hates is not the hatred of Bald Yong and others who died because of Wang Mo, her hatred, and even sometimes she herself feels a little ethereal, but in the depths of her heart, it is the young man who has never been dissipated in Mujia Villa.

It can't be dissipated, that Wang Mo is indifferent to himself, saying that it is hate rather than love, but this love gradually became complicated when Mu Yuxiao knew Duanqin... Some heartache .. Also a little happy..

"Okay, the old man will do his best to help you achieve this wish!" said the ancestor of the Qing family without hesitation.

"The second thing... If you can't kill Wang Mo, then... Give this storage bag to him!" Mu Yuxiao took out a storage bag from his arms, looked at the storage bag's eyes, and revealed a hint of softness.

The Qing Family Ancestor frowned, but he also nodded.

The Dry Demon manipulated Wang Mo's body, and punched the fairy curtain one by one, causing bursts of ripples to appear on it, and there were more cracks, and the Dry Demon laughed even louder, shouting: "Broken!"

One word exit, as if the sound of the mirror falling to the ground was amplified countless times to reverberate through the heavens and the earth, and the last divine power left by the Qingjia Heavenly God to protect future generations was shattered!

In the demonic qi, Wang Mo saw at a glance that Mu Yuxiao was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and behind him, the ancestor of the Qing family closed his eyes, and pressed his right hand on Mu Yuxiao's heavenly spirit, the ancestor's body, revealing a strange aura.

"Huh?" The demon was stunned, and at this moment, the ancestor of the Qing family suddenly opened his eyes, and in his eyes, there was actually a gray light, and his body flickered, and it flew up in an instant, as if the whole body was turned into cigarettes, giving people a feeling of nothingness.

"You old boy still hate it, you can devour it at the same level, a bit of my demon god's style..."The dry demon stared at it, and said with a smile.

Wang Mo's gaze did not fall on the ancestor of the Qing family, but at Mu Yuxiao, this woman's eyes were closed, and her breath was... Nothing... I can't tell what kind of mood it is, Wang Mo's immortal sense has never been withdrawn.

The ancestor of the Qing family's body was like tobacco, and his whole person was condensed in the air when he was scattered, and the gray light in his eyes was extremely rich, he exhaled deeply, calmly looked at Wang Mo who was controlled by the dry demon, and said slowly: "The old man only has one magical power, do you dare to take it!"

The Dry Demon laughed and said, "Let's take a look!"

The ancestor of the Qing family closed his eyes, he absorbed the mystery and vitality of Mu Yuxiao, and recovered the immortal power in his body.

It's just that in the face of the dry demon who is in harmony with Wang Mo, he is not sure. Even if he escaped, he would never be able to escape the other party's supernatural powers, so all his hopes were pinned on the trace of the Ten Thousand Transformation Thunder God Dao in his body.

devoured Mu Yuxiao's cultivation, combined with his own Lei Sheng Dao and Mu Yuxiao's Wanhua Immortal Dao, and finally produced a trace of the aura of Wanhua Thunder God Dao, but this breath was too little.

A strange breath, as the eyes of the Qing family ancestor closed, emanated from his body, the Qing family ancestor's face gradually showed a painful color, and his body withered rapidly in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed to turn into a skeleton.

Immediately afterwards, it was its bones, and in the next moment, all melted and dissipated, and finally the entire body of the ancestor of the Qing family dissipated, and there was only one storage bag, because of the mystery of the ancestor, it did not dissipate, but fell to the ground.

A thick cloud of gray gas diffused the moment his flesh dissipated.

Inside, it is the immortal spirit of the ancestor of the Qing family!

This gray gas surged and rolled into the immortal spirit, making the immortal spirit of the ancestor of the Qing family gradually transparent, and in the end, it seemed to dissipate, but at this moment, a strong sense of crisis suddenly appeared in Wang Mo's heart.

But the dry demon showed a strong look of interest in his eyes, and said: "This magic power is interesting, very interesting!"

The body of the ancestor of the Qing family dissipated, the immortal spirit turned into nothingness, and in an instant, in all directions, there were endless illusory thunder images that came out, and bursts of terrifying aura emanated from these illusory thunder shadows, each breath was not weaker than the Yin Sea realm, and even some of them were more powerful.

This magic power of the Ten Thousand Thunder God Dao is extremely amazing, and it has not been fully displayed at this moment, it is just a beginning.

But at this moment, a black mist suddenly rose from the heavenly spirit in Wang Mo's body, and the dry demon rushed out of Wang Mo's body, jumped out, and the sound of ecstatic laughter came out wildly, and at the same time, his body shook, and he actually opened his mouth, and swallowed it, and most of the illusory thunder shadows that had just appeared around him were swallowed into his mouth in an instant.

"You old boy is very much in line with the taste of this demon, you know how to use these things to honor this demon, if it weren't for the promise of the person in front, this demon really doesn't want to kill you!"

Without the dry demon, Wang Mo regained control of his physical body, his body flashed, and he came to the ground, stepped out, and stood in front of Mu Yuxiao.

Mu Yuxiao's eyes have been closed, in her body, there is no life, she has cultivated to reach the path of entering the law, the mystery and the immortal spirit are fused, the mystery is swallowed, and naturally the immortal spirit of life cultivation is swallowed.

On the other side, with the devouring of the dry demons, all the illusions that came out of the illusion dissipated, and finally the whole body in mid-air looked like an illusory ancestor of the Qing family, condensed out, with a bitter face.

His Wanhua Thunder God Dao only has a trace of power, if he waits for Mu Yuxiao's mysteries to be completed, he can truly incarnate into the Wanhua Thunder God Dao, and he will never become a tonic for the dry demons like now.

With a secret sigh, the ancestor of the Qing family moved and prepared to escape.

In the dry demon laughing, the demonic qi was vertical and horizontal, and as soon as he pounced, it immediately filled the heavens and the earth, and the ancestor of the Qing family was also wrapped in, and dissipated under the swallow of the dry demon.

"Wang Mo, this demon has fulfilled its promise!" The dry demon turned his head suddenly, glanced at Wang Mo in a complicated way, and walked towards the void in a step, and disappeared without a shadow in the blink of an eye: "You and I will always meet... This demon is really stupid.. Why didn't you think of that..."

The surroundings were quiet, the Qing family was silent, and today's scene shocked them at the same time, and at the same time, they had a strong awe of Wang Mo in front of them.

Wang Mo calmly looked at Mu Yuxiao with his eyes closed, and did not speak for a long time.

Qing Ben hesitated, took a step forward, and said softly: "Immortal friend, before Mu Yuxiao left, he had a relationship with... Qing Ao agreed that if Qing Ao couldn't kill you, he would hand you a storage bag. ”

Wang Mo raised his head, and his gaze fell on the storage bag that fell when Qing Ao's body dissipated before, and the storage bag fell into his hand with a call to the void in his right hand.

Inside, there is a jade slip, and nothing else.

Holding the jade slip, Wang Moxian probed in...

"Mo, I miss you so much! It's been more than 200 years, and I'm so happy to see you still alive!

It's a pity that Sister Ye'er is gone, otherwise she would have been very happy, as well as Brother Yang Jiang, Brother Dali...

Ink.. You're so bad, why didn't you come back for so long, Mo... You're a thief, you're still a master, and you stole my heart so quietly!

Ink.. I have so much to tell you! But I know it can't be!

Mo, you have to be careful of a mysterious man with a golden mask, who killed the bald brother Yong... He's a.. Very scary people... He didn't kill me back then, he just took me to the eastern star, so that today... What Qing Ao did today, including devouring me, he knows it, he is really terrible, it seems that everything is in his expectation!

Mo, you have to be careful of him, he seems to hate you... But I seem to be afraid of you...

Ink.. Actually, I still want to meet that Duanqin, I want to see if the woman you fall in love with is better than me and Sister Ye'er combined...

Ink.. I'm sorry.. I don't really want to kill you, it's just that the man in the golden mask, tell me, you can only live if I die!

Aren't you surprised that you were deceived by me, hehe!!

Ink.. I miss you so much...

Ink.. I really, really love you...

Ink.. I don't want to leave you, and you don't want to leave me, okay, I finally found you...

Ink... Will you always remember me..."

"Ink. . . I love you..."

"Ink. . . I really don't want to die! I'm afraid that no one will take care of you in ......the future!

The breeze blew, fell to the ground, swept away a little dust, and blew on Mu Yuxiao's body, and gradually, a candlelight-like fragment was lifted from Mu Yuxiao's forehead, fluttering, and gone with the wind.

At the same time, more fragments appeared from Mu Yuxiao's body, drifted backwards, and finally, his entire body turned into pieces, like a fluttering butterfly, blown by the wind, swirling, and constantly rising into the air as it drifted... It seems that in mid-air, Mu Yuxiao's figure came out, she looked down at Wang Mo, walked with a smile, and walked farther and farther until the end of the sky... Wang Mo raised his head, looked at the sky, and was silent.

"Silly girl..."Wang Mo muttered to himself, turned to leave, there was no emotional fluctuation in his tone, but his eyes seemed to become blood-red...

Wang Mo's back, in the eyes of the Qing family, gradually dissipated, until it disappeared into the sky, without a trace, leaving behind the lingering memories of several generations of the Qing family.

The Qing family, Wang Mo did not exterminate the clan, he was very tired, very tired... It is not the body that is tired, but the heart.