live to death

In just a few months, Ye Ruoqing was already a rank nine Martial Emperor.

Mo Yinhe was not surprised at all.He had already seen the present when he came to the conclusion that Ye Ruoqing was the devil.No matter what Ye Ruoqing's starting point is, Mo Yinhe will not allow her to destroy the world.This is not the same as vandals breaking the rules of the world.If Ye Ruoqing really did it, then this world will be exhausted and then perish.

Watching a world perish is not the original intention of Mo Yinhe as a guardian.Even though he is just a guardian who cannot use soul power at this time, protecting thousands of worlds is one of his missions.

Just because it wasn't listed in the task list doesn't mean it didn't exist.

Ye Ruoqing dared to come to Xudu alone, naturally she had her own support.A palm-sized butterfly with reddish transparent wings.It looked especially inconspicuous at this moment, but Mo Yinhe felt the cold killing intent piercing his spine.

Whether it was Ye Ruoqing or the butterfly, the murderous intent seemed to penetrate Mo Yinhe's shoulders and stab straight into his spine, intending to break his pride and destroy his soul.

A long golden whip kept guarding Mo Yinhe like a swimming dragon, the little butterfly was restrained, and Ye Ruoqing's long sword was also restrained.But Mo Yinhe could only hold her back, but couldn't lead her away from here.

But to Mo Yinhe's relief, the Silver Armored Guards had already noticed the movement here and were already evacuating the crowd.

At this time, Ye Ruoqing was the demon master, no longer Mo Yin and the girl in his memory, nor the appearance of Mo Yin and his memory.

The corners of Ye Ruoqing's eyes were dark red, like rouge, like blood and tears.

Mo Yinhe looked at Ye Ruoqing, at her pretty face with no expression, at her pursed lips, at the indelible sadness in her eyes.

This is a hurt person.Her heart is full of the past full of regret and hatred, and she is not willing to let go of the changed but still unknown future.She can only see the past in her eyes, and the future has long since perished in her heart.Or maybe everyone perishes, which is the future she yearns for.

Ye Ruoqing was surprised that Mo Yinhe was able to block her attack, but this surprise was only for a moment.Immediately, the flying butterfly returned to Ye Ruoqing's side and danced around Ye Ruoqing.

Mo Yinhe didn't know what Ye Ruoqing wanted to do. Seeing Ye Ruoqing close his eyes and concentrate, and the martial spirits gathered around him, Mo Yinhe's eyes froze, and he turned around and shouted to the silver armored guards who were watching here at this time: "Flee! !"

Before the words were finished, a huge gust of wind began to ravage the city. The palm-sized butterfly, with its transparent and light wings that seemed to break with a little effort, was the culprit of the hurricane, and Ye Ruoqing's huge force was exactly that The source of strength for a butterfly.

The hurricane made it difficult for Mo Yinhe to see what Ye Ruoqing wanted to do, but through the most basic biological knowledge, Mo Yinhe at least knew that there were scales on the wings of butterflies, a lot of scales.This means that if the scale powder is poisonous, then everyone who is exposed to the air and blown by the wind will be poisoned.

Mo Yin and his backhand threw Zhan Jin violently, and tied Zhan Jin to a stone pillar to prevent himself from being blown away at this time.He felt the direction of the wind, those air currents cut through Mo Yinhe's face and hands like knives, which made Mo Yinhe involuntarily think of the soul storm in the previous world, but he didn't know what the soul storm was like , and whether it can be compared with this hurricane.

Mo Yinhe couldn't open his eyes, so he used the direction of the wind and what Ah Pang saw as his eyes.

How should I approach it at this time?

Mo Yinhe didn't know, but the stone pillar Mo Yinhe's Zhanjin entangled was not far from Ye Ruoqing, approach them first, and try to make them stop the hurricane.

Mo Yinhe used the force of his whole body. At the same time, what Mo Yinhe didn't know, in such a harsh environment, his slowly fluctuating soul fluctuations began to radiate outward.

The force was used to the extreme, protecting Mo Yinhe's body from being hurt by the powerful airflow.

Mo Yinhe felt the burning heat coming from his lower back, the familiar heat that made his blood boil.

Tsk, why did this guy suddenly appear again?Mo Yinhe pursed his lips in dissatisfaction.

Then, the wind died away.

No, not gone.

Mo Yinhe opened his eyes.

It is still.

The wind stopped in front of his eyes, and it could be seen that traces of dust had formed at this time.The solidified dust is the shape of the wind.

Mo Yin and this life have seen many shocking things, but this is the first time they have seen such a still sky filled with dust, the first time they have seen a world made of sand, gravel and dust, and those traces of dancing and stilling.

Surrounding him at this time is the shape of the wind!

Mo Yinhe stood up, shook off the dust on his body, and ignored the clothes that were already damaged and looked very embarrassed.

In an instant, a huge coercion descended from the heaven and the earth.

In it, Mo Yinhe felt the violent power.Powerful and violent fluctuations, that is... soul fluctuations?As if with a tacit understanding, Mo Yinhe raised his head, and met Wudi's pair of heartless and ruthless eyes, a pair of eyes completely different from his violent soul fluctuations.

Mo Yinhe looked away, looking at Ye Ruoqing who was unwilling to look at them at this moment.

Ye Ruoqing was trapped in her body, but her will was not controlled.Anyway, she is also a rank nine Martial Emperor.

Mo Yinhe's whole body was weak at this time. After all, he was only an eighth-rank Martial King at this time. Confronting a ninth-rank Martial Emperor for such a long time was already the limit of his body.Only after I relaxed at this time did I feel the soreness of the muscles, the pain between the flesh and blood.

Wudi fell at this time, and the strong wind of his fall lifted his black clothes.

At this moment, Mo Yinhe could see Ye Ruoqing's face and Wudi's back.Wudi was tall and tall, blocking Ye Ruoqing, so that Mo Yinhe couldn't see what they had said between them, or what they had expressed with their expressions.

Afterwards, Wudi broke Ye Ruoqing's soul.

Ye Ruoqing just fell down like a rag doll.

That beautiful butterfly was nailed to the ground, like a broken butterfly rejected by a child.

Wudi turned his head, and the dust fell all over the sky.It felt choking when inhaled in the nose, but as the dust slowly fell from the sky, Mo Yinhe didn't know whether to look at Wudi through the long dust, and didn't know whether this feeling should be called disgust or surprise.

Others are looking at each other from a distance in a peach blossom, but they are in a cloud of dust.

However, it seems that this is not bad.

But Mo Yinhe couldn't help feeling jealous of Wudi's strength.

At this time, Mo Yinhe was sure that it wasn't because he was Wudi that he was so strong.He is so strong because he is a Ranger.

Mo Yinhe stood up, looked at Wudi who was walking towards him, and said in a loud voice: "You are shameless. You don't come out early or late, but you show up now. Tell me, do you have any bad intentions!"

At this time, the dust cleared away, and the moonlight shone brightly, imprinting on Wudi's face.

Looking at the faint smile that was almost unrecognizable on that face, Mo Yin and Shumu chuckled, and the laughter rose slightly here.

The barrier from the eighth-rank breakthrough to the ninth-rank was shattered.

There is no such thing as the legendary narrow escape, but it has also gone through a life and death catastrophe.

Ling Yueqian failed to make it this far.Mo Yin and Mo Yin, who had come to this point, looked back, and everything was no longer the same.

Mo Yinhe raised his head and looked at the man in front of him who was much taller than him.

Looking at his handsome face, watching the dim light in his merciless eyes, and the voice ringing in his ears.

"My intention is to buy you a drink. Is it a favor?"

Mo Yinhe had never felt that the mark on his lower back was so hot.

The Silver Armored Guards hurried over, only seeing two leaving figures and wreckage all over the ground.

……

The pest and man-made disaster that was originally terrified turned out to be disillusioned like a child's play.

Most ordinary people breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the news, but many warriors sincerely admired Wudi's mighty strength, and only many people who had heard about those bloody disasters were stunned and could not recover for a long time.Just when they thought the world was about to shatter again, it was over.

Emperor Qianjun Wu who heard the news did not speak for a long time, nor did he regain his senses for a long time.

He looked at the unfinished chess game between Ling Yueqian and him, at the white chess that seemed to have no murderous intent but tightly trapped the black chess.Just as he thought, Emperor Wudi was indeed very strong, even stronger than the Mad Emperor who had been respected by Emperor Qianjun Wudi for thousands of years.The Mad Emperor did everything he could, but he died with the Demon Lord, while the Wudi killed him easily.

Ye Wujun has already retired.Because of her granddaughter Ye Ruoqing, and because she is old.

Emperor Qianjun Wu also felt that he was old and it was time to retire.But there are thousands of children in Ling's family, but he couldn't find a younger generation that he loved dearly.

Emperor Qianjunwu sighed deeply, as if he had aged a lot overnight, and was not as sharp and restrained as before.

"I'm already a real old man..."

The next day, when Ling's family came to pay their respects, Qianjun Wudi was no longer there, and he left a letter to choose the head of the Ling family.Surprisingly, the next Patriarch is not Ling Yueqian.

Emperor Qianjun Wu looked at the huge ravine in front of him, and heard the angry howls coming from inside.

"Ling Qianjun, why did you think of running here?" An old voice sounded behind Emperor Qianjunwu.

There are not many people in this world who dare to call Emperor Qianjun Wudi by his name directly.

"Where's that junior of yours? I thought you would bring him here to practice before your deadline is approaching." He spoke again, and it was a crooked old man dressed in black. He looked ordinary, but his eyes were sharp. Can not be ignored.

"I don't need me, Yue Qian will naturally be brought here." Emperor Qian Jun Wu sighed.

The old man in black suddenly had a strange expression: "Yue Qian? That kid who came here a few days ago? The kid brought by that kid from Wuwu?"

Emperor Qianjunwu laughed: "It's him who is not a kid."

The old man in black smiled strangely: "Yue Qian? You have given high hopes to that kid since he was young? He is indeed worthy of your high hopes, but what should you do now? Just let him and nothingness like this?"

Emperor Qianjun Wu smiled lightly, "I came here to catch up with you and find a place to be buried, not to listen to your gossip about my descendants."

"Hmph, whatever you want!" After finishing speaking, the old man in black snorted coldly and left.

……

Emperor Qianjun Wudi left the Ling family, and Ling Yueqian broke through to the ninth rank Wudi in the same year, and was titled Yueqian Wudi.

Emperor Wudi and Emperor Yueqianwu had no offspring in their lifetime. Emperor Yueqianwu suddenly fell ill when he just passed forty and passed away in the same year.

In the same year, Wudi Biography was located in Lin Guoan, the ninth-rank Wudi Emperor, who was titled Zhendi.