The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

"What are you waiting for, elders?"

Looking at the ancestor of the Mo family holding his head and roaring, Bai Qinghua glanced at the six elders of the gods and said.

The six elders woke up as if from a dream. They rose from the ground one after another, surrounded the ancestor of the Mo family in the center, with flames rising around them, and they all rushed towards the ancestor of the Mo family.

The ancestor of the Mo family sensed the danger and, regardless of the pain in his sea of ​​consciousness, erected a wall of fire around him. At this time, his flames had turned into black and red devil fires, which sizzled under the attack of the six elders.

Bai Qinghua's fingers did not stop moving, and piano sounds came out from her hands, but the gap in realm was too big. Even with the magic weapon in her hand, Bai Qinghua still suffered the backlash. Blood flowed from her eyes, ears, mouth and nose, turning into streaks of blood.

"stop."

Seeing Bai Qinghua's expression, Yongye's tone became stern for the first time. His brows were furrowed and his eyes became sharp.

She was always like this. She had him, the strongest man in the four realms, guarding her by her side. The dignified Demon Lord was willing to go through fire and water for her as long as she gave him a look, but she never thought of relying on him. This made him feel frustrated and aggrieved.

"The Bloodline Reincarnation Formation is a taboo of my demon clan. I cannot ignore it when I see it today. Besides, this person has fallen into the devil and belongs to my demon clan. It is only right that I should clean up the mess."

"Leave the painting to me."

Yongye looked at the stubborn Bai Qinghua, his anger filled with nowhere to vent. When he turned to look at the ancestor of the Mo family, his eyes were full of murderous intent. It was because of this damn guy that Huahua was hurt. This old thing was the one who deserved to die.

In Yongye's hand, a bright red long sword emerged. The moment the long sword appeared, the surrounding space was distorted for a moment, and a cold murderous intent emanated from the sword. Yongye waved his hand, and the sword light turned into thousands of stars and chopped down towards the ancestor of the Mo family.

This was the first time that Yongye used this artifact after obtaining the Blood Demon Sword. This old man from the Mo family should die with peace of mind.

Because of the interference of the Divine Demon Harp, the ancestor of the Mo family, who should have easily crushed the great elder and his party, was fighting very aggrieved. The violent aura in his heart continued to grow, and the sound of the harp was like a devil's sound lingering in his ears, making his whole mind become very confused, and the spiritual energy in his body was running rampant. At this moment, the ancestor of the Mo family no longer wanted revenge. He just wanted to escape from here and find an opportunity to retaliate. Just when he wanted to use a big move to leave, he suddenly felt locked by a terrifying aura. The next moment, his hair stood on end. He no longer cared about anything else. He gave up most of his essence and blood and flashed thousands of miles away.

The place where he had just stood was instantly pierced by the sword light, and the Mo family's land below turned into a deep and bottomless black hole in an instant. The ancestor of the Mo family was pale, and with lingering fear, he turned around and wanted to escape, but as soon as he turned around, he was blocked by a sky-blue shadow. The green shadow moved and revealed Bai Yaoyao behind her. She was holding a small umbrella emitting green light, and several furry tails swaying behind her made her look like a fairy.

"You old thing, you refined the essence and blood of so many people in your clan just to save your own life? You are really cold-hearted."

Bai Yaoyao rolled her eyes at the ancestor of the Mo family. This old guy used to pretend to be righteous. She thought that this man had promoted his cultivation to the pseudo-emperor realm and would definitely avenge his people. She didn't expect him to be so cowardly and actually wanted to run away. Fortunately, she was smart and prepared. Such a sinister and vicious guy would cause endless troubles if he escaped.

"you……"

The ancestor of the Mo family almost vomited blood. If he could kill everyone, he would naturally not hold back. He wished most that these people present would die. But at this moment of delay, he was surrounded by Bai Qinghua, Yongye, Nangong Chen and Bai Yaoyao who were holding divine weapons. Behind them, there were six Taoist monks of the God Clan. How the hell could he fight? It was totally unethical!

The Demon Lord Yongye alone was enough to give him a hard time, not to mention so many people attacking together, each holding a magical weapon. He was possessed by the devil, not stupid. He would not stand there and seek death when he knew he could not win.

"Princess, do you really want to kill me? I have watched you grow up since you were a child. Now that the Mo family is destroyed, how about you let me live?"

The Mo family patriarch looked at Bai Qinghua with pleading in his eyes, but he was already secretly accumulating spiritual power in his hands. It would not be easy for him to escape from here today, and it would be best if he could capture a hostage.

"Haha, does this princess look easy to deceive? You - deserve to die, kill me!"

Bai Qinghua just glanced coldly at the ancestor of the Mo family, and a sound of piano with a chilling murderous intent rushed straight towards the ancestor of the Mo family. Following her action, the other three people also moved at the same time. One innate artifact was enough to open the sky, not to mention four artifacts at the same time. The boundless divine power swept away the ancestor of the Mo family and there was no way to avoid it. He could only withstand this wave of attacks.

After the attack, the ancestor of the Mo family was covered in blood, his breath was weak, and the cultivation of the pseudo-emperor was unstable, and there was a tendency to decline.

"You forced me."

The ancestor of the Mo family knew that there was no hope of escape. A hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and he became crazy, and his body swelled up rapidly.

Everyone's face changed drastically when they saw that he was going to self-destruct. If a pseudo-emperor self-destructed, the entire divine realm would be buried with him.

As everyone was terrified, the sound of a zither rang out. The ancestor of the Mo family was horrified to find that the raging spiritual power in his body was out of his control for a moment and calmed down, and even began to dissipate in all directions. In just this moment, the mixed blood essence that he had previously absorbed forcefully exploded in his limbs and bones. The cultivation level that had just risen dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye, from the pseudo-emperor realm, the half-step emperor, the perfect Daoist ancestor realm, the late Daoist ancestor realm, the middle Daoist ancestor realm, the early Daoist ancestor realm...

"No, no, no! How could this happen? Come back, come back, come back!"

Seeing his realm dropping continuously, and in the end he couldn't even keep his original cultivation, the ancestor of the Mo family screamed in fear but to no avail.

Along with the sound of the Divine Demon Harp, his cultivation level continued to decline, and the spiritual energy around him continued to overflow. After being devoured by the Divine Demon Harp, in less than an incense stick of time, the Pseudo-Emperor ancestor of the Mo family directly became a useless person with no cultivation level. With the disappearance of his cultivation level, the Mo family ancestor quickly aged, and soon turned into a skinny, lifeless corpse with cloudy eyes.

His eyes were wide open with unremovable fear and unwillingness. It only took him half a day to go from heaven to hell. When his cultivation reached the pseudo-emperor realm, he was full of pride and thought he would be invincible in the world. However, facing four people holding magical weapons, he was unable to fight back. What an injustice!

Seeing the ancestor of the Mo family die with his eyes open, the six elders of the God Clan breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, wiped the coldness oozing from their foreheads, and said in their hearts that he died well. Who could have thought that the ancestor of the Mo family could hold such an evil formation and push his cultivation to the pseudo-emperor realm in one fell swoop.

So dangerous, so dangerous...