After wearing cannon fodder, I attacked Master

Mo Xuanfang said: "Stop it."

The cold and ruthless tone of the past was gone, and all that was suppressed and restrained was heartbroken.

Wei Siying blew the blood on the dragon sword, and said helplessly: "Sect Master Mo, I know this is not good. Killing them will make it difficult for you, and it will also damage the friendship between you and me. But when the two armies are at war, which one is not right?" You die and I live, I have tried my best to let go of the brothers and sisters of Ziyunzong, what do you want from me?"

Mo Xuanfang saw Wei Siying's face showing a kind of stunning beauty under the lights of the palace.And the sounds of fighting behind him became more and more sparse. While Wei Siying was talking and laughing, the disciples of the Immortal League were arrested and died. In the night wind, the blood of the third palace master could be smelled, and it was scattered as if it had melted. .

Mo Xuanfang could see the immobilized disciples of the fairy alliance, all looking up at him. They regarded themselves as the highest leader of this fairy alliance, Sect Master Ziyun, who would always be the eaves protector for hundreds of millions of people in the Three Realms.

Mo Xuanfang's eyes gradually faded until he sank into the night, and he slowly raised the dust whisk in his hand, dancing in the night wind with purple air in his white clothes.

"Wei Siying, the desire for power has taken you too far." He said loudly, "How can there be any friendship on the battlefield? Immortals are immortals, demons are demons, and the road to immortality is to slay demons and demons. You neither If you are willing to repent, then don’t blame the deity.”

After he finished speaking, the Huantian Fusi was surging like a landslide and tsunami, and every thread was full of murderous aura, and the purple aura that filled the sky had no room to hold back.

And Wei Siying's dragon flames were also boundless, burning golden scales in the air, and the gate of heaven opened wide, thousands of dragon swords hung in the sky in the dark night, and the sound of the sword's vibration resounded through the sky.

However, Wei Siying smiled in the sea of ​​spirit silk swords: "Sect Master Mo, you can act if you want, and I will play with you. But remember, don't hurt our fellow sects in the sect."

Mo Xuanfang's eyes were even more murderous, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay."

At this time, whether it was the Immortal Alliance or the Yaozu, it was obvious that the two of them were about to fight to the death, but Wei Siying's divorce plan was reversed by Mo Xuanfang.

At this moment, the high priest of Yanyi, Xing Lian, came over with blood, and said anxiously: "My big demon king was captured by them, and I hope Lord Long will show mercy."

Wei Siying hurriedly turned his head to look at Gu Xifei. Gu Xifei had told him that the demon king Muxu had been cultivating in a secret room in the palace. What about capturing the demon king?

At this time, Gu Xifei was also looking at Wei Siying blankly, apparently without knowing it.

I only heard Mo Xuanfang's steady voice in mid-air: "Mr. Dragon, I have captured the demon king. The alliance between dragon and demon has been disintegrated. Now you have time to turn around."

Wei Siying remained silent and was thinking about countermeasures when he saw Luo Baihua, the Lord of the Shangzhi Palace flying behind Mo Xuanfang, holding a fairy rope in her hand, and she was indeed holding a handsome middle-aged man.

The man was dressed brightly, his body was covered with blood, but his complexion revealed a faint domineering, his brows were furrowed, and he was the Great Demon King Mu Xu of the Yanyi Kingdom.

The Yaozu army guards, including the high priest, immediately knelt down on the ground and shouted in pain: "Long live!"

The demon king Muxu snorted coldly and cursed: "The thieves who cultivated truth, stole the lovesickness lock to break the enchantment of my big demon, what kind of fairy family sect is it in vain, and when I saw it today, I realized that I was a thieves."

Luo Baihua was not angry when he heard him scolding herself, she bowed her head to Mo Xuanfang and said, "Thanks to the good plan of the suzerain, I got into the forbidden area of ​​Lingcang Mountain and got the lovesickness lock. The morale of the Xianmeng."

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of the Xianmeng shouted loudly, and the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky.

Wei Siying was startled, since he was young, he naturally didn't know the origin of the Lingcang Mountain forbidden area, but Mo Xuanfang, as the suzerain of the highest immortal sect in the world, wouldn't he be ignorant of the relationship?It turns out that the two locks on the coffin are so important.

Perhaps it was because of the lack of two locks on the coffin that the butterfly altar of blood sacrifice appeared.

Mo Xuanfang, you really deserve to be the supreme powerhouse of the Three Realms, I really shouldn't underestimate you.

At this time, suddenly a person flew in the air, pointing directly at Mo Xuanfang, he was the High Priest Xing Lian.

"Mo Xuanfang, so you are Yuan Li, you despicable villain!"

When Xing Lian got up, a tiger roared in the midair of the palace, and a black tiger king appeared in the sky, showing sharp teeth behind Xing Lian.

Bursts of terrifying monster power pressed towards the surrounding disciples of the Xianmeng. They were all Mahayana practitioners and above, but the roar of the tiger still made many people cover their ears.

The black Tiger King is the real body of Xing Lian, and at this moment, wrapped in an inestimable demon power, thick black smoke seeped through Mo Xuanfang's Xuantian Ziqi.

But after all, he was wary of throwing a mouse, afraid of hurting the life of the demon king, so he just yelled loudly, but he refused to do it for a long time.

Mo Xuanfang looked at everything indifferently, scanned the crowd, and finally landed on Wei Siying.

He remembered the question from the owner of the cemetery in the cemetery: "You and him are originally entangled by blood curses... His ambition will make the demons sweep the Three Realms. As the Ziyun Sect Master, do you want to watch him?" The common people suffer?"

His answer was, no.

He will not let the common people suffer, nor will he give up on Wei Siying.

Afterwards, God Emperor Taiyi's protector fenI, the owner of the cemetery, gave him the lovesickness lock, the secret treasure of the demon clan.

However, there are many dangers and obstacles on the road, and life is always in a dilemma, even if you enter the fairy gate.

He took the lovesickness lock that broke the barrier of the great demon, but he couldn't make Wei Siying turn back.

"Are you really unwilling to repent?" Mo Xuanfang asked.

Wei Siying looked directly at him and said, "I don't regret it."

Then let's fight...

Mo Xuanfang closed his eyes, and Wei Siying's face was no longer in his eyes. Luo Tianshangxian's monstrous spiritual power bloomed like a sacred Buddha's light, and the eyes of the world were full of fear and worship.

He opened his eyes, Huantian Fuchen pointed at Wei Siying angrily.

"when--"

I only heard the sound of bells ringing all over the sky.

But the whisk hit a hard object and couldn't penetrate it.

Mo Xuanfang's eyes darkened slightly, and when he took a closer look, the hard object blocking Fusi was actually a huge golden talisman horizontally in the air.

Ling Fu's body was filled with purple energy, and he wrote a letter "by order to strike the bell", and there was a golden seal of Ziyun Sect Master next to it.

It is his own talisman.

In mid-air, Wei Siying still had a stack of such talismans in his hand, and he used dragon flames to melt his pen, ready to write vigorously at any time.

There was an uproar, and many people recognized that it was the Ziyun Sect Master's rune.Ziyun's disciple opened his mouth even more. During those years in the sect, Wei Siying relied on the talisman, which caused many people to suffer. Who in Ziyun sect doesn't know the talisman in this little junior brother's hand?

Now that his talisman can compete with Mo Xuanfang, who has cultivated into a Luotian Shangxian, it is naturally not comparable to the golden fairy talisman in the past, but he only holds it now.

Then who would the person who gave him the talisman be if it wasn't Mo Xuanfang?

Even Luo Baihua lost her voice: "Sect Master, you..."

Meng Xuanzhen was blankly in mid-air, looking at Mo Xuanfang with a complicated expression.

Mo Xuanfang's hands trembled, but he couldn't believe that this was his token, and the purple energy around him evaporated like smoke.

But at this time, Wei Siying sighed to the disciples of the Immortal League below, "Why, I haven't seen you in a few years, and you all made a fuss when the suzerain gave me a few talismans? It's not like I haven't seen it before. God talisman, as much as I want, the suzerain will give as much, can't you all forget?"

The dust whisk in Mo Xuanfang's hand immediately stood up like black iron, and he struck again, with a more powerful momentum than before, and the spiritual power surged out.

However, the bell rang again.

It's a counterattack, and it's a mockery.

There are 180 divine seals in the golden seal of Ziyun Sect Master, and there are no mistakes in each of them, so Mo Xuanfang can't help but not believe it.

He hurriedly searched secretly, but the token was indeed gone.

Mo Xuanfang suppressed the shock in his heart and said, "Wei Siying, these tokens have never been given to you by the deity, where did you get them?"

Wei Siying blinked in surprise, looked at him and said, "Sect Master Mo, do you really want me to say it here?"

Mo Xuanfang asked himself all kinds of questions, so he could tell others, and said calmly: "It's okay, just talk about it."

Wei Siying's eyes became vague and resentful, and his voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and it happened to penetrate into everyone's ears very softly: "Of course I was in the room just now. It's been so many years, how can I not know where your talisman is? "

These words exploded in Mo Xuanfang's heart like five thunderbolts.

His talisman has always been attached to his abdomen, in order to feed his own spiritual power at all times. The abdomen is where the spiritual power gathers, and no one knows it except himself.

Mo Xuanfang remembered that when the two were fighting in the house, Wei Siying had climbed onto his chest, he was used to seducing people's hearts, and in the Dingtian magic circle, he made Chi Lingyu into his blood.And just now, he even took advantage of his unstable Dao heart to take the talisman of hiding.

However, how did Wei Siying know about such a private matter?

Mo Xuanfang's palms felt cold, and he was sweating a little, and he couldn't refute a word.

Seeing this scene, the people below knew that the two must have an affair. In addition, the three masters of Beidouzong and Wuwangzong were dead. Except for Ziyunzong, the dragons had no leader. crumble.

At this time, Meng Xuanzhen made a sudden move, severely injured a disciple who was spreading rumors, and said loudly: "Disciples of the Immortal Alliance must not believe in rumors, Sect Master Ziyun has blessed all beings, is he such a shameless person, everyone, don't be fooled by this dragon!" Lied to."

But once hundreds of Immortal Sect powerhouses lose their minds, how can Meng Xuanzhen be restrained with a few words? He stomped his feet, and suddenly half-kneeled in the air and said: "Sect Master!"

Mo Xuanfang's heart trembled, Fang was like waking up from a dream.

At this moment, Luo Baihua exclaimed, the fairy rope in her hand was broken, and the demon king Mu Xu's body was covered with Ziyun Sect Master's talisman at some point, passing through the heavily blocked purple air of Xuantian, to Longyan fly away.

Murderous intent suddenly appeared in Mo Xuanfang's eyes, and the whisk in his hand rushed towards the dragon flame with a sky-shattering momentum.

In the flames of the dragon, an indestructible portrait of a man rose up. The man's face was full of majesty, which was exactly the same as one of the two paintings in the cemetery.

Seeing that the demon king Muxu turned his head and sneered, he got into the portrait and disappeared at the same time.

At this time, Mo Xuanfang suddenly felt a heat behind him, and the raging dragon flames had already burned his back.

Instinctively, he turned around and took out the whisk, only to hear a loud bang.

Wei Siying's face suddenly bounced away in front of Mo Xuan, but he smiled sadly, and spurted out a mouthful of blood in this shocking blow.

The two were shot down at the same time by the opponent's ultimate move, and the wind blew out the blood a long way.