The roar sounded, and the sword qi rushed into the sky, followed by a person's wild dance, monstrous demon flames, making Yuan Qi crazy, the sword qi centered on him, spreading to all sides, countless abandoned palaces, under this sword, were completely turned into broken tiles. Fortunately, all the people are on guard, far away, and they are only dealing with them with mana.

The leaves fell to the ground and looked at Yuan Qi in a complicated way.

"Hey!" Mo Li stepped forward, pulled the corner of Ye's coat and said, "Do you have a way to save him!"

Ye Zi shook his head, the little aura on his forehead had completely dissipated, and now he was no different from a mortal: "It's useless, people who have been demonized by the magic pool, there is no possibility of turning back!"

"No!" Mo Li seemed to have lost hope, and kept muttering to himself, "There must be a way, there must be a way, by the way, he knows me, he still knows me!" Mo Li turned around, and rushed towards Yuan Qi with a resolute face and without hesitation.

"This place should not stay for a long time!" Ye Zi was helpless, looked up at the magic pool above, and reminded, "The magic pool was manifested by the connection of resentment, and now there is not much resentment left here, and this pool will eventually disappear!

"Wouldn't that be without our hands!" a Qingcheng disciple looked at Yuan Qi in horror.

"Can't let him leave Penglai!" Wan Qing's expression was solemn, "Penglai's enchantment is about to heal, let's trap him here!"

Ye Zi looked at Mo Li's figure, his starry eyes were a little touched, and he sighed deeply: "Such a woman......!

In the distance, Yuan Qi's cloak was scattered, and a cold killing intent shot out of his eyes, the demonic nature made him extremely fast, several demons were caught off guard, and he was close to him, and in a blink of an eye, they turned into a blood mist, a little bit of blood, stained on the Minghuang sword, quickly faded, absorbed by the sword body, transformed into secret power, and poured into Yuan Qi's body, vaguely visible, the wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Immortal?" Wan Sheng stared at the Minghuang Sword in Yuan Qi's hand, his face actually showed a look of envy, and he said faintly, "If I have this sword in my hand, who in the world can be defeated!"

"All disciples listen to the order!" Wan Qing's voice spread throughout Penglai Island, the Phantom Moon Mirror rose into the air, and a ripple spread out from the mirror body, "Everyone prepare, leave Penglai!"

Seeing this, the surviving Qingcheng disciples did not hesitate and flew into the Phantom Moon Mirror.

"Door Master! We!" the old man with the golden tooth and the others also came to Wan Sheng's side, asking hesitantly.

All Saints nodded, and the Soul Devouring Ding also enlarged, hovering in the void, countless demon shadows surging, submerged into it.

"Ah!" Yuan Qi let out a long roar, he chased and killed the Qingcheng disciples all the way, and actually killed them on the side of the Phantom Moon Mirror.

Wan Qing frowned, turned into a golden light, stopped Yuan Qi, and fought and retreated.

"Tell the Sect Master!" said the Golden Tooth Old Man to all saints, "I haven't found the Poison God!"

"Old thing, it's running pretty fast!" Wan Sheng sneered, "Don't worry about him, I'll settle this account with him slowly!"

"Yes!" the golden-toothed old man saluted, and his body burrowed into the Soul Eater Ding along with the demons, and the body shrunk, and was held in the hands of all saints again.

Wan Sheng stood in place, staring at the two people fighting in the sky, his hands began to slowly seal, the small Soul Devouring Ding hovered in the Law Seal, exuding a strong blood qi, submerging it, Wan Sheng's eyes were always fixed on the Ming Emperor Sword, Sen Han said: "The Ming Emperor Sword must be mine!"

In the sky, Wan Qing's body was full of soul devouring spells, which seemed very passive, and the blood overflowing from his body was unusually vivid, he wanted to suppress it on the one hand, and on the other hand, he wanted to burn out his life's Dao and drag Yuan Qi down, so it was very difficult.

It was another brilliant nine-colored sword qi, flickering with a demonic flame, like a fierce beast, wanting to swallow the few remaining Qingcheng disciples.

"Damn!" Wan Qing's face suddenly distorted, the spiritual power of his body changed suddenly, the trace of red manifested again, and the sword of breaking love was held in his hand, and he let out a roar, turning into red flames, and roared away.

However, everything was in vain, Wan Qing's skill had weakened too much, and when Chi Yan faced the nine-colored sword light emitted by the Minghuang Sword, like a moth to a fire, it was annihilated in an instant, and the disparity between the artifacts was not suspenseful at all.

"Come in the mirror!" Seeing that the last few disciples had submerged into the Phantom Moon Mirror, Wan Qing burst into tears, and the Phantom Moon Mirror returned to the back of Wan Qing's head, shooting out a golden light, facing the nine-colored sword qi.

With a roar, this indirect collision caused the corners of Wan Qing's mouth to bleed, and he was shocked back a few steps, and said in shock, "This is the number one divine soldier in the world, and it really deserves its name!"

"Huh!" Wan Qing looked at the Phantom Moon Mirror, after this blow was over, there was a colorful light on the bronze mirror, which came out, and when he flipped it over, he saw that the word extinguishing flickered and disappeared, rapidly changing.

"He appeared?" Wan Qing was shocked and subconsciously looked around.

On the other hand, Yuan Qi was also uncomfortable, the blow just now, the phantom moon mirror was briefly irradiated, leaving several wounds on his body, but his face did not change at all, the body of the Minghuang Sword transmitted a demonic flame, burning those wounds, forming scars, his body turned, and once again shot out a nine-colored sword qi, slashing down at Wan Qing.

Facing this sword, Wan Qing flipped the mirror, and the colorful light sprayed out from the mirror, entangled with that sword qi, which was not inferior.

"The mirror spirit has appeared!" Below, Wan Sheng's face muttered to himself, he naturally understood what this meant, the reason why the master was able to dominate the world back then had a lot to do with this phantom moon mirror, Wan Qing was able to take charge of this mirror, and it was also because the master entered a spiritual power before sitting down and forcibly sealed the mirror spirit, otherwise he Wanqing was capable, and he was not recognized by the mirror spirit, and he could not exert the power of the phantom moon mirror, and now the mirror spirit has broken the seal, which means that his master has been born.

"Who could it be?" Wan Sheng was puzzled, the blood in his hand was even thicker, and the shrunken Soul Devouring Ding was between his palms, ready to come out, "Forget it, it doesn't matter who he is, as long as I can get the Minghuang Sword in my hand, what am I afraid of!"

"Boom!" The sky began to darken, a rumbling sound sounded, and the huge magic pool began to be gradually decomposed, and the phantom of the divine soldier re-manifested, and without stopping, it once again changed into ten blood lotuses.

Wan Qing stared at the ten blood lotuses, and his figure slowly retreated.

"Roar!" After a short period of condensation, Yuan Qi roared angrily, once again holding the Minghuang Sword and rushing forward, but was suddenly stopped by a slender figure.

Yuan Qi's speed was too fast, and Mo Li hurried to catch up.

"Brother Yuan!" Mo Li had tears in his eyes, opened his arms, and stopped before Yuan got up, "Stop!"

Looking at the thin body in front of him, Yuan Qi was obviously stunned, and his face full of murderous aura actually showed hesitation, and his bloodthirsty eyes stared at Mo Li, holding the Minghuang Sword, slowly approaching.

"Come here!" Wan Qing stopped and looked back.

However, Mo Li ignored it completely, and kept looking at Yuan Qi in front of him with big eyes, without the slightest hint of backing down: "Brother Yuan, stop!"

The monstrous demon flames rushed towards him, and Yuan Qi's demon eyes stared at Mo Li, and there was a moment of silence.

"Brother Yuan!" Mo Li's mouth was bleeding, and the demonic flames on his body shrouded her body, looking extremely uncomfortable, "Brother Yuan, turn back!"

A tear flowed out of Mo Li's eyes, Yuan Qi stretched out his hand and took it, but the demon flame on his body instantly dried the tears.

Mo Li stretched out his right hand, gently stroked Yuan Qi's sword-holding hand, and said, "Brother Yuan, put down this sword, this is a harmful thing!"

Under the gentleness and delicacy, Yuan Qi's demon eye was touched, and the right hand holding the sword was trembling, and there was a tendency to let go.

Mo smiled heartily, letting the demon flame burn her all over her body, she was so persistent, so firm: "Even if everyone in the world resents you and hates you, I will always be with you!"

"Get out of there!" Wan Qing shouted, in the void, the ten blood lotuses shook violently, and each golden lotus was filled with a golden light, as if it was about to burst at any time.

However, the magic pool is poisonous, and it is not as good as the hearts of the people, in the ruins, a ball of blood and qi flows straight up, and a small tripod is mixed in the blood and qi, breaking through the sky and smashing towards Yuan Qi.

"Go die!" Wan Sage prostration, this blow took him too long and paid too much price, just to get the Ming Emperor Sword in Yuan Qi's hand.

Thick blood, on the Soul Devouring Ding, the Ding Spirit roared up, controlled the Xiao Ding, and rushed towards Yuan Qi.

Yuan Qi roared, and the demon flames quickly gathered, wanting to take the blow, but the Soul Devouring Ding was too fast, and when he reacted, it was already close at hand, and the red light reflected on his face, wanting to lead him into the abyss of death.

In the haze, a gentle little hand pulled him back, the blood in front of her turned into a beautiful face, her tearful smile, looking at Yuan Qi deeply, forever engraved in his heart.

"Mo Li!" The hoarse voice came out of Yuan Qi's mouth, and crystal tears flowed out of the demon eyes, seeing the approaching blood, he wanted to save it, but compared with those blood, he moved so slowly, he could only watch, the strong blow hit Mo Li's body, and the blood came from the surface, it was a fresh smell, belonging to a person he was familiar with.

"Mo Li!" Yuan Qi shouted in despair, he hugged Mo Li, he trembled all over, as if he was breaking free, and like angry, his originally sluggish face actually showed a sad look, this blow completely pierced Mo Li's body, and the blood that splashed out stained half of the sky.

"Brother Yuan!" Mo Li lay weakly in Yuan Qi's arms, "Do you know, these days of acquaintance with you are the happiest thing in my life, rather than staying in Mojia Village to be a fisherman for the rest of my life, I would rather be vigorous like this once, this is my own choice, don't be sad!"

Mo Li vomited blood again, and she became even weaker: "Do you remember what I said? The person I admire the most in my life is Brother Yuan, so Mo Mo believes that Brother Yuan will definitely be able to defeat the demons in his heart and get rid of the demons completely! Brother Yuan, you will definitely be able to!"

"Hmm!" Yuan Qi's face was full of tears, and he nodded violently, "Mo Li, Brother Yuan can't live without you!"

Mo Li smiled, smiling very happily: "I can hear Brother Yuan's words, Mo Mo is very content! Although Mo Mo knows, in fact, Brother Yuan has always liked Senior Sister Wan Ting in his heart!"

Yuan Qi was stunned, and suddenly shook his head violently.

"Don't blame Senior Sister Ting! she can't help herself!" Mo Li's eyes became more and more gray, "Brother Yuan, Mo Mo is leaving, if you see grandma in the future, please help her get free, I can feel that grandma is in pain!"

"Mo Mo!" Mo Li's body suddenly floated a green light and shadow, Guoguo's figure appeared, he was the same as Mo Li, his body flickered brightly and darkly, and he could disappear at any time.

"Guoguo, I'm sorry! I hurt you!" Mo Li said apologetically.

"It's okay! I can recognize Mo Mo as the master in this life, Guoguo is very happy!" Guoguo didn't blame Mo Li, her transparent wings flickered and came to Mo Li's side, gently rubbing her face.

"Although I am dead, how can I let Guoguo you innocently be implicated!" Mo Li smiled slightly, and his blood-stained palm gently caressed Guoguo, gradually burning her whole body.

"Momo you!" Guoguo was surprised, the blood glowed, enveloping her all over her body.

A golden book fell from Mo Li's arms, "Forbidden Art Elf Chapter, Sacrifice!" A few big characters appeared, and Mo Li's body exuded golden light, and together with the golden book, it turned into a little light feather, enveloping Guoguo's whole body, forming a giant cocoon.

"No!" Yuan Qi struggled in pain, and he watched Mo Li's body disappear and dissolve on top of the giant cocoon.

"Help me take care of Guoguo!" was Mo Li's last voice.