"Heh...."

Mo Xie sneered, ignoring Elder Caomu's glare, in his eyes, Elder Caomu was just a bird in a cage, with empty cultivation but not being able to do as he pleased, not much different from mortals.

Mo Xie then turned to look at Wang Ye and gave Wang Ye a look that you know.

After all, so many people are watching, and the process that should be followed still has to be followed.

"Hey. ”

Wang Ye's eyes flashed with complexity, for a moment he really wanted to sneak attack the ink evil, but if he lost, he lost, although there were too many unwillingness, but the result was good.

At least with the promise of the ink evil and the preservation of his own life, this also means that there are infinite possibilities in the future

"I throw in the towel. ”

Wang Ye said a word to the deacon elders on the side with an expressionless face, and then he didn't look back, and directly escaped from the competition platform and disappeared in front of everyone.

"It's fake, why should Senior Brother Wang admit defeat, even if he has dream eyes, but Senior Brother Wang is a big realm ahead of him. ”

"Tsk, Wang Ye has lost face this time, I'm afraid he will be shameless to face everyone in a short period of time. ”

"I really didn't expect that Wang Ye would admit defeat in the end, what happened in the blood mist, otherwise with Wang Ye's temper, even if he killed him, he would not bow his head. ”

After Wang Ye left, there was a discussion on the field, and most of them thought that Mo Xie was opportunistic and forced Wang Ye to admit defeat.

And the remaining small group of people think that Mo Xie and Wang Ye may have reached some agreement.

But no one admits the ink evil, even if the result has been placed in front of everyone, but they just don't admit it, because they feel from the bottom of their hearts that the ink evil is not worthy, he is not worthy of having strong strength, and he is not worthy of sitting in the position of heir.

This may be because the ink evil is a halfway monk, which makes the disciples who were born and raised in the Afterlife Sect have a xenophobic mentality.

Mo Xie stood on the field and ignored the doubts of the disciples below him, because he felt that it was no longer necessary, maybe when he stood in that position, he would be angry and powerful, but now....

It's really not necessary.

This is the same as the fact that you can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep.

"Winner, Ink Evil!"

The deacons and elders on the side were also full of doubts, and after hesitating for a moment, they announced the results on the spot.

But Mo Xie did not move his footsteps, but continued to stand on the competition platform, this practice instantly caused great dissatisfaction among the disciples in the audience, in their eyes, Mo Xie's approach was a provocation to them and a trampling on the Afterlife Sect.

But no one stood up, just let out waves of boos from the audience, venting their inner dissatisfaction.

Mo Xie ignored this, and the two colored eyes were quickly looking at the disciples in the audience, as if they were looking for something.

As his gaze moved rapidly, he suddenly paused, focusing on a young man in a black robe.

This young man is slender, wearing a gold-patterned black shirt, and his temperament is graceful and unhurried, giving people the feeling that everything is in his hands.

And his face is very handsome, with purple lips and pupils, which are extremely strange and full of deadly mystery.

This person is none other than Yu Yu, who has been longing for a long time and wants to kill Yu Yu who has taken away his power.

The two looked at each other, and although they were far away, the-for-tat aura had already been felt by everyone.

"Oops. ”

Seeing this, Emperor Xiaoqing's face sank, because what he didn't want to happen in his heart was happening now.

In the process of continuous contact with the ink evil, Emperor Xiaoqing also more or less understood the purpose of the ink evil to let him kill Yu Yu, but Emperor Xiaoqing was unwilling to do so.

First, he wanted to delay as long as he could, and it was best to delay it until he completed the breakthrough, so that he could rely on his Dao Cultivation Realm cultivation to suppress the ink evil.

Second, he doesn't want to expose too much strength.

But now, Mo Xie's actions are undoubtedly impatient, so he personally solves Yu Yu.

This shows that the cultivation of the ink evil has reached the last step, as long as the ink evil successfully breaks through, then the gap between the two in terms of strength will suddenly widen the distance, and this distance may take a long time for the little green emperor to catch up.

What Emperor Xiaoqing lacked now was time, and he didn't think that Yu Yu would be the opponent of Mo Xie.

So in order to gain the upper hand in cooperating with the ink evil, he decided to take a risk, that is, to stop the ink evil and give Yu Yu time to escape.

"Ink Evil. ”

Emperor Xiaoqing jumped lightly and jumped from the high platform to the competition platform, blocking the view of the ink evil.

Mo Xie frowned, Emperor Xiaoqing's actions made him extremely uncomfortable, and the anger that had been vented in his heart surged up again.

"What do you mean?"

Mo Xie's eyes were extremely cold, and a terrifying murderous aura gushed out from his body, crushing towards the Little Green Emperor.

"Yu Yu, I will help you kill, but not now, because my inheritance ceremony is being held now, and I don't allow you to make trouble. ”

Emperor Xiaoqing didn't have the slightest fear on his face, he just stood in front of Mo Xie and looked at him without squinting.

"Your Inheritance Canon? ”

Mo Xie suddenly sneered, and then walked to the side of the Little Green Emperor, lowered his head and whispered in the Little Green Emperor's ear.

"Since I can give it to you, I can also take it back and put away your careful thoughts, otherwise I will change a collaborator, he can be very willing to sit in this position, so if you want to be your heir safely, then you better listen to me obediently." ”

"Otherwise, I'm afraid your fate will be even more terrible than returning to the Blue Emperor. ”

When Emperor Xiaoqing heard this, his fists clenched instantly, and while he was angry, he also felt a coldness that penetrated deep into his bone marrow, and the picture of life and death that had been controlled by the ink evil suddenly appeared in his mind.

Those eyes full of desire, Emperor Xiaoqing still remembers it vividly.

"I... I know. ”

Now, Emperor Xiaoqing had no choice but to obey, he believed that as long as he said something that was not in the right mind of Mo Xie, then he was likely to die here on the spot.

Even if the Blue Emperor sits here, it can't change any ending.

"It's good that you know, I don't think it happened this time, but what I want, if you don't put it in front of me in three days, then what awaits you may be better than death, you know, I will do it. ”

With that, Mo Xie reached out and patted Emperor Xiaoqing's shoulder, then pulled out the killing knife inserted in the ground and slowly walked to the stage.

The inner disciples closest to him retreated one after another, opened a path on their own, and looked down at the ground, not daring to look at the ink evil at all, for fear of provoking the ink evil and splashing his blood on the spot.

Emperor Xiaoqing remained motionless during this period, his whole face was immersed in darkness, and his face was hideous like a devil.