After Gou Yu's words were finished, everyone present looked at Mo He, more or less surprised, after all, among the people present, Mo He was considered to be the one with relatively low cultivation, but Gou Yu rejected the disciples of the Taiyi Sword Sect and chose Mo He's last journey.

Under the gaze of the people around him, Mo He was also a little surprised, but he didn't expect that in the end, Gou Yu would let him help.

Under the gaze of everyone, Mo He took a step forward, and the Moyu bamboo cane appeared in his hand, looking at the weak Gou Yu, Mo He nodded slightly.

"Trouble to be heavier, thank you!" Seeing Mo He nodding, Gou Yu smiled and said.

The white-clothed sword cultivator on the side looked at Mo He who was walking over, and his body took a step back, making way for Mo He.

Facing the eyes of the people around him, Mo He slowly raised the black jade bamboo cane in his hand, and the black light on the black and blue light was also covered with it.

Gou Yu's delicate face showed a relieved expression, he glanced back in the direction of Luohuang Mountain, and saw the thunder and lightning that still did not stop there, as well as the looming chains, and a smile appeared on his face.

It was also at this time that the Moyu bamboo cane in Mo He's hand smashed down, and Gou Yu's slightly transparent soul body was completely shattered under the blow of the Moyu bamboo cane.

Gou Yu's last smiling expression was fixed on his face, but at this time, Mo He felt that this smile seemed to have some smug colors in addition to relief, which looked a little weird.

Before Mo He could fully see through this smile, Gou Yu's soul body was completely shattered, and the broken soul body did not disappear quickly like those ordinary ghost cultivators when they died, but turned into a burst of light, spreading around, and then quickly disillusioned.

"It's not good, it's shaded!"

At this moment, Mo He's face suddenly changed, and he sat cross-legged on the ground under the somewhat surprised gazes of everyone.

"Brother Mo!" Su Bai saw Mo He's appearance, quickly walked to Mo He's side, urged the Wanmin umbrella in his hand, protected Mo He under the Wanmin umbrella, and then looked at Mo He nervously.

Mo He, who was sitting there cross-legged at the moment, although his eyes were closed, the expression on his face was very rich, and all kinds of expressions of joy, anger, sorrow and joy continued to appear on his face.

Seeing this kind of scene, how could everyone present not know that when Mo He was killing Gou Yu, he was given a hand by the other party, and in an instant, many people shook their heads in their hearts, and they didn't have a good impression of the last crown prince of the Second Dynasty, and some people looked at the white-clothed sword cultivator.

The white-clothed sword cultivator frowned, his eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the aura on his body became fierce, and anyone could see that this white-clothed sword cultivator also had some anger in his heart.

His footsteps moved slightly, as if he wanted to step forward to see the state of the Mo River, but was stopped by the golden light hanging from the Wanmin umbrella.

The white-clothed sword cultivator set his eyes on Su Bai, and Su Bai did not shy away from looking at him, and neither of them spoke.

At this time, Mo He, who was sitting there cross-legged, naturally didn't know what was going on in the outside world, just now he sent Gou Yu on the road, Mo He didn't expect that at the last time, the other party didn't have the slightest demeanor, and secretly calculated himself, which was indeed beyond his expectations.

Although he didn't know the other party's means of plotting against him, when he found out about the changes in his body, Mo He suddenly felt that things didn't seem to be bad, and maybe it was a good thing for himself.

After cultivating the self-created Innate Melting Weapon Secret Technique, Mo He's emotions have been in a relatively calm process, and he can feel all kinds of joys, angers, sorrows, and joys, but the impact on him has weakened.

For example, a big joy event that could have made people feel ecstatic, for the current Mo He, it would also make him happy, but it was far from meeting the standard of ecstasy.

But now, Mo He only felt that his emotions began to change violently, and all kinds of memories belonging to the past and present lives came to mind, and the joys, sorrows, and sorrows in that scene appeared in an instant, and they were further amplified many times.

If such a thing happens to an ordinary cultivator, it is indeed not a good thing, under such a violent emotional change, the mind will be damaged at least, and the consequences will be unimaginable, and the specific situation will vary from person to person, and it is very likely that the body will die.

But this happened to Mo He, the innate melting weapon secret technique he cultivated so far has not been able to smelt the embryo he wants, and at the current rate of gestation, Mo He feels that he still needs at least a few more years.

But with the violent fluctuations in Mo He's mood now, the embryo conceived in his Dao heart is also rapidly taking shape, and the outline of a finished instrument can already be vaguely seen.

As the outline of this embryo took shape, Zhou Bo, who was also guarding Mo He's side, noticed that the constantly changing emotions on Mo He's face gradually calmed down, and the situation seemed to be much better, so he whispered to Su Bai in front of him.

"Childe, Daochang Mo should be fine. ”

Su Bai, who was looking at the white-clothed sword cultivator, immediately turned his head to look at Mo He, and found that the expression on Mo He's face had indeed calmed down, although the aura on his body was still a little messy, but it was much better than just now, knowing that Mo He was getting better, so a smile appeared on his face.

Seeing this, the white-clothed sword cultivator and the people around him also looked at Mo He and found that Mo He's situation had indeed improved.

After waiting for a long time, the aura around Mo He's body gradually stabilized, and then slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Mo He saw Su Bai, who was standing in front of him, still holding the Wanmin Umbrella in his hand, and said with a smile while standing up from the ground.

"Thank you Brother Su for your protection!"

"It's just a gesture, how does Brother Mo feel now, but what do you need help?" Su Bai asked as he looked at Mo He, who had woken up.

"It's okay, the other party's little trick before he died, it didn't have a big impact on the changes in the seven emotions and six desires, but it was a blessing in disguise, the process of the secret art I practiced has accelerated a lot, Brother Su doesn't have to worry about me. Mo He said to Su Bai.

As soon as the words fell, before Su Bai could speak, the white-clothed sword cultivator suddenly spoke: "If there is any secret injury, please feel free to speak, and I will help you untie it." ”

Hearing this, Mo He turned his head to look at the white-clothed sword cultivator, and then shook his head slightly, "Thank you for your kindness, I really have nothing to do." ”

Mo He knew that this white-clothed sword cultivator felt that he was being plotted against him, and he had something to do with him, after all, if it wasn't for his desire to acquiesce to Gou Yu's request to let Mo He send him on the road, Mo He would not have been plotted in the end, so he wanted to make up for it a little.

Mo He is really a blessing in disguise now, not only is there nothing at all, but after such a while, the embryo is almost formed, which is a great news for him, which means that after a while, Mo He will be able to step into the pure yang realm and become a real pure yang master.

The benefits have been obtained, and Gou Yu, who plotted against himself, died in his own hands in the end, and the whole thing has nothing to do with this white-clothed sword cultivator, so Mo He plans to expose this matter.

The white-clothed sword cultivator glanced at Mo He deeply, then nodded lightly and did not continue to say anything.

After the episode of Mohe, everyone once again looked at Luohuang Mountain in the distance, and now the battle on this side has ended, a completely crushing battle, it didn't take much time at all, but the battle on the side of Luohuang Mountain is still going on.

Mo He's eyes also turned in that direction, looking at the thunder and lightning raging on the side of Luohuang Mountain, as well as the pitch-black chains dancing with the thunder and lightning, Mo He transported the spiritual power in his body to his eyes and launched the Spirit Eye Technique.

As Mo He's cultivation is getting higher and higher, his mastery of spells is getting stronger and stronger, and some very ordinary small tricks, Mo He doesn't need to pinch the seal at all now, and he can do it easily.

After using the Spirit Eye Technique again, Mo He immediately saw the scene on the other side of Luohuang Mountain more clearly.

Mohe didn't know how high the original Luohuang Mountain was, it might not be a very high mountain, but now, where is the mountain in the place where the battle is being fought? The original Luohuang Mountain has long been razed to the ground.

Mo He saw that in the violent thunder and lightning, a figure was flying in the thunder, among which there was a middle-aged man who was embarrassed and holding a pitch-black chain, who was being besieged by three people, and the situation was already precarious, and it seemed that he would be taken down at any time.

"Why are there only three of them, and the other three Yuan Shen True Immortals didn't make a move?" Seeing this scene, Mo He thought with some doubts in his heart.

But in the blink of an eye, Mo He was immediately relieved again, six masters of the Yuan Shen True Immortal Realm besieged the Spirit Emperor together, and these Yuan Shen True Immortals also wanted to save face.

And with the momentum of the people who are fighting over there now, the aftermath of their fight has not affected the surroundings, which shows that the remaining three Yuan Shen True Immortals are actually not idle now.

The pitch-black chains in his hands waved wildly, and the Spirit Emperor's whole person was like a madness, obviously he was already at the end of the crossbow, but the offensive seemed to be more and more aggressive, and he didn't seem to feel his own state at all.

Facing the Spirit Emperor who was not afraid of death and launched a frenzied attack, the three powerhouses of the Yuan Shen True Immortal Realm could not quickly end the battle for a while.

Seeing that the time has dragged on for so long, the state of the Spirit Emperor is getting worse and worse, but he still has not lost the power to resist, and the fierce offensive has not stopped at all, and the three Yuan Shen True Immortals are fighting, and some anger has gradually risen in their hearts.

Three people against one person, even if the Spirit Emperor used some desperate means to hold out in the hands of the three of them for so long, but after all, they had a numerical advantage, and they couldn't take it down for so long, so they were still a little shameless.

In an instant, the three Yuan Shen True Immortals glanced at each other very tacitly, and at the same time increased the intensity of their attacks, preparing to take them down in one fell swoop and end tonight's battle.

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