"This chain of order is so strong that my puppet can't break it unless it is helped by an outside force. Kun Yangzi said helplessly, "This chain of order will seal your aura, if it is not broken as soon as possible, in the long run, we will only become a cage beast, and then admit to killing and recognizing." ”

"It seems that I can only ask Xiao Hei to help......"

Hearing Kun Yangzi's analysis of the situation, Mo Xiaolou instantly understood that the current predicament was in a desperate place, and there was no longer any reservations, so he made up his mind at the moment to spread his divine sense, and wanted to contact the black-spine centipede who was still staying in the Kuncang Sect to investigate Guan Haitian's movements.

The next moment, Mo Xiaolou's expression suddenly changed greatly, his face became extremely pale in an instant, his pupils spread uncontrollably, and he immediately opened his mouth and let out a weak groan.

"Damn, my divine consciousness is also imprisoned, and I can't penetrate it, and even my divine consciousness hurts like a knife when it touches that divine chain. ”

He shook his head and closed his eyes tightly, trying to ease the pain in his head, "It's really troublesome now, if Xiao Hei doesn't arrive, I'm afraid we're really going to end up here." ”

"This bullshit god chain does have some ......doorways," Kun Yangzi was deeply embarrassed, and said with a wry smile, "It's not good, we really have to plant here today......

"Evil is dead!" At this moment, the wood dust suddenly spoke, and the handprint changed again, and the chain of order gods, which was still in a state of self-defense, suddenly narrowed the encirclement and squeezed towards Mo Xiaolou, who was in the center of the chain.

"Ahhh

Mo Xiaolou looked up to the sky and roared, trying his best to withdraw, but he had more than enough heart and not enough strength, the dantian seemed to be empty, and his cultivation had been banned by the chain of order that had been pierced into his body. At the moment, he could only watch the overwhelming snares of the divine chains encompassing him, as if he wanted to swallow his whole person, and even his soul would be torn apart and strangled into nothingness.

However, even under the influence of the divine chain, the spiritual power around his body could not operate, but the mysterious runes in Mo Xiaolou's body were still struggling to resist the invasion of the power of the seal.

"It's... How is it possible, this guy has obviously been sealed with spiritual power, how can he still resist?"

The situation has returned to the previous situation, the two sides are deadlocked, although Mo Xiaolou's life hangs by a thread, as long as he can continue to insist, at most half an hour later, the people of Kun Cangzong will also run out of oil.

The situation had become more delicate than ever, and at this moment, even a cultivator in the early stage of Qi refining was enough to decide the life and death of both parties. The scales of victory have been tightened to the limit, and each side is a thousand pounds, but it only takes a straw to break the deadlock and make one side doomed.

At this time, Lu Hao set his eyes on Situ Jing, who had a dull face, and among the people who were still able to move freely in Kuncang Sect at the moment, she was the one with the highest cultivation.

Sensing the other party's gaze, Situ Jing came back to her senses from her daze, and this ice and snow smart woman immediately understood the other party's thoughts.

Seeing Situ Jing's embarrassed face, Lu Hao shook his head, after all, he couldn't bear to see his fellow disciples cannibalizing, and reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

"Senior nephew Situ, you are quick to slash this rebellion and make immortal contributions to my Kuncang Sect, don't miss the opportunity!"

Mu Chen also saw through the situation and shouted loudly. Facing his scorching gaze, Situ Jing's mind was in turmoil.

Seeing that the other party still didn't move, Mu Chen's face turned cold, and he shouted angrily: "Situ Jing! Do you want to collude and rebel? Don't forget, how did your father die back then!"

As soon as these words came out, Situ Jing only felt that he had been hit on the head, his mind shook violently, and the tragic situation of his father before his death appeared in front of him again. Isn't the meaning of living for the sake of revenge? Now the great enemy who I think about day and night is in front of me, and if I don't move, I will really be a woman in vain.

"Father...."

Looking at the red figure in the sky, Situ Jing's eyes were blazing, and in the next second, there was an extra aqua blue lightsaber in his hand.

"Senior sister, don't, I beg you, don't hurt ........"

Seeing this, Su Zhuangya on the side was very anxious, and her face was pale, but the hand that was about to grab the other party's arm had just stretched out halfway, and the sharp flying sword had already dragged a long aqua blue smooth shot away, straight to the back of the red-clothed puppet's heart.

Staring at the fast-flying sword, Mu Chen smiled, the smile was so weird and obscene, he used the last bit of strength around him to tap forward with one finger, and a faint spiritual power floated towards the flying sword that shot out, but even the slightest strength was enough to change the flight trajectory of this sword.

At this moment, a little cold light suddenly flashed between heaven and earth, and it came from behind Mo Xiaolou like a lightning bolt.

It was a water-blue peerless sword, the shape was not very unique and chic, but it was also a rare boutique, beautiful, powerful, dragging out a streamer dragon, straight and precise stabbing at Mo Xiaolou's heart!

"Poof—"

There was only astonishment and disbelief in his wide eyes, Mo Xiaolou slowly lowered his head, and suddenly saw a water-blue sword tip on his chest, and his whole body was overflowing......

With his cultivation sealed, Mo Xiaolou was really helpless at this time, and could only watch his blood gush out with the buzz of this divine weapon......

The wound that runs through the chest and abdomen is nothing to a strong person in the Jindan period, as long as the cultivation is still there, it can be recovered in an instant, and it is as good as ever, this is where the cultivator has been created by heaven.

Even, the power of stepping into the realm of the Yuan Infant is not even afraid of the destruction of the body, as long as the Yuan Infant is not destroyed, then it is beyond the world, the immortal body, and the eternal existence between heaven and earth.

But Mo Xiaolou still showed a trace of pain on his face that was difficult to hide.

Just because he recognized the sword.

Or rather, the familiar aura attached to this sword that made him unforgettable.

"Ahh

Mo Xiaolou looked up to the sky and let out a heart-rending roar, for some reason, this sword actually hurt into the bone marrow.

"Boy, are you alright? Fuck you Kun Cangzong is despicable!"

At this time, Kunyangzi was anxious and scolded.

The blood in his chest continued to gush, and as a result of this blow, Mo Xiaolou's heart was like ashes, and for a while, there was a hole in the rune defense in his body, and in an instant, the power of the Order Divine Chain had already invaded his meridians.

"For ...... Why ......", in a trance, Mo Xiaolou used his last strength and turned his head to look at the slender figure that appeared not far behind him.

Situ Jing's face is still red, like a shock, still so beautiful. Only now, that beautiful face was full of astonishment and horror.

"No.... How can this be? I'm clearly aiming at Kunyangzi..."

Situ Jing's eyes were dull, and she kept shaking her head, and the green silk scattered to her waist had a few wisps of tears that were poured out by her sticking to her cheeks, which was even more poignant and moving.

Mo Xiaolou was once the hero in her heart, the only man worthy of private and secret permission, and even gave birth to a demon because he missed too much, how did he expect that he was in the same stream as his father and enemy, and he was a raccoon dog, the kind of pain that penetrated the heart and bones, it was unimaginable to others.

However, it is the same for Mo Xiaolou, the sword wound can be ignored, but the heartache is incurable.