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Ling Qiu, who was trapped in the formation, was powerless, but when Qi Mo passed by, he saw that he had eaten something, suddenly his eyes turned red, and he broke through the formation with an angry roar.

Unexpectedly, Qi Mo took a step back, and Liu Duye, who was rushed over, supported his waist from behind.

"I thought something was wrong with you before, but I didn't expect you to be in cahoots with Moxiu." Liu Duye held the sword in front of his eyes, and when Ling Qiu attacked, he also rushed forward.

Seeing the two of them fighting, Qi Mo felt a little uneasy, he frowned and looked at Ling Qiu.

At the Immortal World Conference, this person didn't have any devilish energy on him, and he looked a little depressed, but he hadn't seen him for a month, and his body was like a spring, emitting devilish energy constantly.

Qi Mo looked at the blood demon and succubus chasing him, "Do you know who this person is?"

The succubus shook her head, "I have been in the trap for 1000 years."

There was a bit of trepidation on Gorefiend's face, he reached out his hand to Qi Mo, "Lend me the backlight mirror, and I'll tell you."

Qi Mo glanced at him indifferently, "It's nothing more than a spy planted by the demons in the realm of comprehension."

"You guessed it wrong, he has long been made into a living corpse by the puppet sect." After the blood demon finished speaking, he looked at Qi Mo triumphantly, as if he was showing off.

Qi Mo gave him a slightly caring smile, and then took out the tracing pen to draw spirit lines in the air, "I see, thank you for your answer."

Only then did the Gorefiend react, and his face turned blue and red.

Qi Mo has no intention of paying attention to him. The Spiritual Gu he controlled was put into the succubus before he took it out, but the Spiritual Gu spit out some spiritual threads a few days ago to assist the spirit pattern, which can temporarily detoxify the poison in Ling Qiu's body. Gu control.

His subordinates moved quickly, racing against time to draw the lock Gu spirit pattern, and before adding the spirit thread, he saw Liu Duye flying a sword straight at Ling Qiu's dantian.

"Wait." Qi Mo shouted.

Liu Duye stopped when the tip of the sword was not even an inch away from Ling Qiu. He turned his head to look at Qi Mo, but his body involuntarily staggered forward, "What's wrong?"

Qi Mo's expression suddenly changed, Ling Qiu spit out a big mouthful of blood in his line of sight, and fell like a kite with a broken string. He was just about to let Liu Duye come back quickly when he heard an angry roar.

"Who dares to hurt my disciple."

Immediately afterwards, a large transparent palm pressed down from above.The change happened in an instant. Before Liu Duye could react, he was slapped to the ground by a palm. He could barely support himself, but was shocked by the power of the big palm, causing a pain in his chest and spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Qi Mo's heart was suddenly empty. He watched Liu Duye's unhealed wound burst open again, and blood began to overflow again.

He looked at the source of the voice, a group of about a hundred people hurried over from the entrance of the village, and the leader was the one who attacked Liu Duye just now.

Qi Mo felt something strange in his body. He stared at those people quietly without moving. When he realized it, his body was covered with frost. Within ten miles around him, the ground was frozen, and the surrounding air was lingering.

"Demon cultivator?"

"Elder Qi turned out to be a demon cultivator?"

The crowd was talking a lot, and the sound was buzzing like flies, which gave him a headache.

Qi Mo looked over coldly, and told those who hurriedly wanted to go this way to stop, and some of them with low cultivation level even took a few steps back.

He looked at the gray-haired old man at the front, and looked at him with cold eyes: "How dare you hurt him."

With a wave of Qi Mo's hand, a huge gust of cold air swept over him like a storm, and the old man who originally wanted to put Liu Duye to death was suddenly distracted.

In this short moment, Liu Duye turned over and stood up. The sword edge pierced through the large transparent palm and divided it into countless pieces.

The leading old man's eyes were about to split open, his eyes were filled with shock and anger, "Shuzi dare you!"

He wanted to make a move, but Qi Mo also raised a hand and swung it fiercely.

The chill condensed in the palm of his hand suddenly took shape, attacking the old man.But the old man didn't take it seriously, and only used some spiritual power to fight back.

After Yuanying, it is even more difficult to enter the realm after the cultivation base, so the gap between each level can be said to be very different.

It's like one point of cultivation in the stage of transforming gods, five points in the stage of leaving the body, and even more in the stage of crossing the catastrophe, which is ten points.

In the eyes of others, Qi Mo is now just a little Nascent Soul, and the old man is already out of his body, so he is too lazy to take this trick, just treat it as a bird tickle.

The expressions of all the people around were also unimaginable, a little Nascent Soul dared to provoke the out-of-body power.

But to everyone's surprise, that palm hit the old man's left face directly, leaving a face of frost and snow.

The old man's spiritual power resisted for a while, but the remaining spiritual power hit him firmly in the face.

No one dared to speak, and the air condensed like frost flying all over the sky for a moment. When Liu Duye walked over with a bloody man, Qi Mo seemed to come back to his senses.

He turned his head suddenly, seeing the flesh and blood on Liu Duye's arms turned outward, his eyes became colder again.

"Qi Mo." He heard Liu Duye say, "So you are so powerful, why didn't you come and save me earlier, it hurts like hell."

Liu Duye seemed to want to hug him, but when he stretched out his hand halfway, he realized that he was covered in snow white, and he was surrounded by a shirt covered with pure white fluff, leaving only his fingers and neck as white as snow.

So he put his hand down again, "Hey." He turned around with his sword in his hand, "It didn't count just now, just take it out on me if you get angry."

The old man was furious, when the slap hit his face just now, although it didn't hurt much, but his face was hot, thinking that he was the head of the sect, but was slapped in the face by a Nascent Soul descendant, just like a bird pecking an eagle If you say it out of your eyes, it will not be a big joke in the world.

"Hugh is crazy." As soon as the old man moved, Liu Duye took a step back and pushed the sword forward. He didn't realize it just now. If he fights again now, he may not lose.

Just when he was ready to go, a pair of hands stretched out from the side, blocking the old man's attack.

"Dan Yangzi is the head of the sect, why bother with the juniors, it's a loss of face."

Dissatisfied, Dan Yangzi turned his head, saw Dujian Daoist's face, and snorted coldly, "You are such a good master, and the good disciples you teach will only deceive the master and destroy the ancestors."

Dujian Daoist originally respected him as a senior, and he was still smiling, but when he heard this, he also lowered his face: "The head of Danyangzi doesn't know right from wrong, and if he doesn't know the cause and effect, he will put my disciple to death, in vain. senior."

Dan Yangzi sneered, he looked at other people around, "Who is right and who is wrong about today's matter?"

There was silence all around, but after a while, someone said, "Of course they are, it is disrespectful for the following to offend the superior."

More and more people are joining in.

Dan Yangzi looked at Dujian Daoist who was at the side, "Today we will have a good fight."

He turned his face and walked towards Qi Mo and the others: "Did you kill my apprentice?"

"No." Liu Duye remembered clearly that although his sword was not an inch away from Ling Qiu, it did not touch anyone. As for when he turned around, it seemed that someone was pulling his sword and stabbing him.

"Then what is on your sword?"

Liu Duye lowered his head, there was still blood on the tip of the sword, "We just fought Moxiu, it's normal to have blood on it."

"Where is the demon cultivator you're talking about?" Dan Yangzi was aggressive. Seeing the calculation in his eyes, Qi Mo suddenly interjected, "The cultivator perishes between heaven and earth after death."

"Joke, what is he?" Dan Yangzi pointed to the blood demon not far away, "We heard rumors in the cultivation world that someone from the Yang Jianzong colluded with the demon cultivator and brutally slaughtered the immortal cultivator. We didn't believe it at first. I expect you to bring the handle to your door yourself."

"Collude with demon cultivators? You don't want to spout blood." Liu Duye raised his sword and pointed at Dan Yangzi, "We just killed many demon cultivators, and the one who really colluded with demon cultivators is your Supreme Mind Sect."

The tip of the sword drew an arc in the air, and finally pointed at Ling Qiu who was lying on the side, "He is the demon cultivator."

Danyangzi chuckled, "Sudan, go and have a look."

A man in green shirt came out from the crowd behind, walked straight to Ling Qiu, and after a while, said loudly: "Little brother is indeed not possessed, the aura in his body is pure." After he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly burst into a trace of resentment, "I don't know you Why do you want to frame him, killing him is not enough, but also discrediting my Supreme Mind Sect."

"You..." The words Liu Duye was about to say were blocked in his throat by Qi Mo's palm.

Qi Mo looked at the person in front of him, "There are still people in this village who can testify for us."

"Then call them out."

The succubus went to call someone, but Qi Mo had already prepared for the worst. They might not be able to escape what happened today.

It took about two sticks of incense before someone came over slowly.

"It's them?" Dan Yangzi looked at the people walking in front of him, but raised his eyebrows, and one of them turned pale with fright and sat on the ground.

"Can you prove that they are demon cultivators?"

These villagers were all silent, Dan Yangzi asked three times, and only heard one person say: "They tricked us here, then abolished our dantian and dug out our spiritual roots, let us suffer here every day , waiting for the divine bird to eat."

Liu Duye's eyes widened suddenly, but Qi Mo shook his head helplessly, "If you want to commit a crime, there is nothing wrong with it."

"Then you will be buried with my disciples."

Danyangzi made a quick move, and a pair of dry old hands went straight to Qi Mo's heart.

Qi Mo didn't show weakness, he pushed Liu Duye away, and confronted Dan Yangzi for a chapter. When the spiritual power was shaken, both of them were knocked back hundreds of meters.

The rest of the Supreme Heart Sect disciples also rushed over and fought with Liu Duye.

Only Daoist Dujian and Mu Chanyi came from Jianzong, and they also helped them fend off people from other sects who wanted to rush up.

Back and forth, they burned a stick of incense, and suddenly heard a slightly immature voice, "They killed the bad birds and weirdos, you are not allowed to beat them."

Qi Mo took the time to look over and found that it was a ten-year-old boy.

But obviously no one paid attention to this faint voice, but it was the voice that no one was familiar with later, which made everyone stop.

"Senior brother, don't resist desperately any longer. I have the evidence that you and Moxiu killed each other."

Liu Duye turned around in disbelief. He looked at the young man in moon-white clothes standing not far away, and lost his voice.

It was Mu Chanyi who gritted his teeth and shouted, "Su Rui, you..."

The author has something to say: Su Rui is the fourth child in the division, and he has appeared before