The yellow sand is all over the sky, the black energy is still hovering in the air, and it can't be dispersed for a long time, the place where Mo Haoran and the three Moon Sect elders fought is already a mess, the cliff is full of stone chips, and there is still a body lying on the stone chips, Gu Evil!

The smell of blood in the air made Mo Lingfan lose his voice in pain for a while, and he roared: "Father!" and there was a blue light around him to protect him, but he couldn't see the origin of the blue light.

"Don't cry, kid. A humanoid light and shadow appeared in the black air that had not yet swirled and dispersed, Mo Haoran looked at the painful Mo Lingfan with a kind face, Mo Lingfan's red eyes, sweating profusely, and his face was full of dust, with a dejected look, "Father, why are you leaving?" Mo Lingfan still couldn't help but ask after seeing the light and shadow.

As a man, there are two things that must be done well, one is to protect one's loved ones, and the other is to fulfill one's mission. Daddy, I came here for your mother, but it's the way it is. Mo Haoran smiled bitterly.

Then he said: "In the future, if you encounter something that you can't let go of, let yourself not be too attached. He sighed.

"What I'm going to say next, you must listen to it!" Mo Haoran said with a straight face.

"In fact, my last family itself is an ordinary family, we are not outstanding, and we have no special abilities, but many years ago, in the era when the sword god was unified, the ancestor of my last family found the injured sword god in a cave, the sword god was controlled by the sword soul, and his life was short, and when he was in danger, he entrusted the soul sword to the ancestor, which was the magic sword, and the sword was sealed with the soul of an ancient soul devouring dragon, this dragon ate the soul of a man, and it was extremely vicious, and a generation of sword gods was unified and finally lost his hand. Mo Haoran looked at the sky, as if he was remembering something?

Then he said: "The Demon Sword Devouring Soul, the ancestor and the sword god met, and was recognized by the sword god as a god-given fate, so he asked my last ancestor before he died, and from that day on, my last family will bear the sword for generations, resist the sword demon, and close the world to the sun, and cultivate the mind to control the sword soul." That's why I let you read poetry. ”

Mo Lingfan's eyes were still blood-red, and streams of black qi surrounded his body, but he still nodded stunnedly, indicating that he heard it.

Mo Haoran kept smiling and continued: "As a father, I can't bear you to accept this mission at this time, originally I could hold out for a few years, but I didn't expect me to end up in such a way, so I deeply hope that you can shoulder the mission of the last generation, but I don't force you, because the strength of the sword soul and your young age are very likely to make you just that...."

"Now I leave the choice to you, you take that sword and continue to shoulder the mission of controlling him, but there is a good chance that you will be devoured, or this sword will go to find ordinary people on its own and take souls. After saying this, Mo Haoran laughed at himself: "I am a useless person, I have failed to achieve any of the two things I have identified, and I have to force my children to accept the mission that I have not completed!

"I'm sorry, kid!" After the phantom disappeared completely, a final voice rang out, filling Mo Lingfan's brain.

In an instant, what his father said, what he did, those teachings, that face exploded in Mo Lingfan's mind, and kept emerging, he looked at everything in front of him gloomily, the surrounding road was very quiet, the trees under the cliff were lush, the ancient evil was still unconscious, and the black energy also dissipated, "It's so quiet! Father is gone? ha." Mo Lingfan muttered to himself, letting out a low sneer.

"Father, is that not in the world?" he asked himself curiously. The black gas on his body is getting heavier and heavier. The power of the dragon soul to disturb the mind slowly spread in Mo Lingfan's mind.

"Mission? Why should I? Just by my surname, you are crazy!" he suddenly shouted frantically after settling down, looking crazy.

"Prison Soul Sword! Prison Soul Sword!" Mo Lingfan struggled, holding his head step by step in front of the Prison Soul Sword not far away, at this time he was already moving step by step, half-out and walking forward, just now to break free from the interference of the demon dragon, his choice was to pick up the Prison Soul Sword and take on the mission of the last family!

The Prison Soul Sword was also pulled by the dragon soul and flew towards him, and Mo Lingfan held the sword in his hand, and the power of the demon dragon soul surged, desperately pouring into the spirit sea of Mo Lingfan, infecting his mind.

One after another, the demon dragon soul launched an impact on Mo Lingfan's spiritual sea, and his spiritual sea was also extremely fragile, and it was shattered after a few rounds, "Ah!" Mo Lingfan roared wildly, breaking the previous calm on the edge of the cliff, and a voice came from not far away, "Go and save the sect master!" "Everyone come out quickly, the dragon soul is gone, the sect master is injured, save the sect master." "There's a kid over there. ”

"If you die, you have to bury my father together!" At this time, Mo Lingfan held the sword with one hand, flipped the sword body, and slashed forward with a sword, and the sword qi drew dozens of meters to dissipate, "Good sword!" He laughed strangely, he was actually trying the sword!

When a group of Moon Sect disciples climbed the cliff, they saw a child, with blood-red eyes and blue hair, looking at them evilly, sticking out his tongue and licking the Soul Sword in his hand, staring at them directly.

"This..."The first person to rush up saw this scene and was stunned.

"Poof!" blood gushed out, the unlucky disciple's stomach was pierced alive, a huge blood hole, Mo Lingfan flipped the sword body, grinding meat generally said that the man in front of him was painful to death, and then there was a sword and a sword slash, each sword fell to the ground, poked at the flesh, no sword qi, cruel to the extreme, whoever came out of the blood flowed like a river, he was also dyed with blood, and his mouth muttered: "Revenge! Revenge!"

The more than 20 people who had just appeared were drunk by the magic sword, and the demonic energy on Mo Lingfan's body also increased, and the soul power he seized collided in his body, and the spiritual sea was already ruined, and the soul was wandering, and it was blood-red.

"I want to devour souls, more souls!" he roared madly, suddenly seeing the ancient evil on the ground. "A powerful soul. He laughed weirdly.

After speaking, he hurriedly pounced on it, raised the prison soul, and the black soul surged.

Just between the black soul of the Prison Soul Sword, a blue light fell from the sky again, shooting down the Prison Soul Sword in Mo Lingfan's hand, followed by another blue light landing, hitting Mo Lingfan vertically, enveloping the whole body, Mo Lingfan raised his head, a man in blue in the sky, his clothes fluttering, his sword eyebrows were clear, his forehead was glowing with a little blue light, his hands were like a little acupoint, looking at him condescendingly, and there was a magic circle floating in the air, a magic circle arranged by himself!

The blue light penetrated Mo Lingfan's eyebrows, and a light slowly appeared in his body, slowly obscuring the black qi and red light.

"Good boy, the descendants of the last family, really have backbone!" The gloomy incarnation turned into a blue light, breaking the black qi in the spiritual sea one by one.

The blue beams in the sky also descended more densely and widely. The man's palms changed, and his hands flipped and printed, "Blue Spirit Fingering!" An extremely deep blue light fell from the sky, and it fell to the ground with a bang, the dust was flying, and after the yellow sand flashed, I thought that the man in blue flicked his sleeves, and his blue eyes stared at Mo Lingfan, who had fainted, with a deep and melodious expression.