After wearing cannon fodder, I attacked Master

Mo Xuanfang's consciousness has gone away with that soft palm.

Red air surged, from the tip of his eyebrows, from his passionate eyes, from the corners of his tightly pursed mouth, and from his invisible purple air.

Da Luo's golden body spread its huge wings tightly wrapped into a ball.

Having lost one soul and one soul, Mo Xuanfang's immortal soul is gone, and he can no longer resist the only love tribulation in this world.

The sick and weak young man was vulnerable, but stubbornly refused to admit defeat, grabbed his shoulder and shed tears.

How many times I think of you in your dream.

In such a dream, he would die without regret.

The magic circle aroused layers of waves, the thunder whimpered, and it was broken and out of tune.

The turbulent air waves in the huge phoenix wings gradually subsided.

On the other side of the execution formation, Mo Xuanfang's remaining soul suddenly raised his head, and bloody tears flowed from his hollow eyes in the phantom.

In this Haotian magic circle, the magic power and spiritual power nourish each other, blending in milk and water, and Wei Qing's body has recovered more than half, but some parts are still aching.

"Does it still hurt?"

Mo Xuanfang embraced him from behind, and kissed him lightly on the bright red earlobe, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't be so impatient, let me use my spiritual power to soothe you, okay?"

He said that the palm of his hand had gathered spiritual power, and he was about to rub it downward.

Wei Qing's ears became even redder, and he turned around and pushed Mo Xuanfang away, saying, "Master, I don't want it anymore. Later you will...you are mischievous again."

Mo Xuanfang pinched his chin: "Do you still want to call me Master?"

"Master... Xuan Fang..."

Xuan Fang called out, as if a heart had finally found support.

Wei Qing sniffed, held back the tears swirling in his eyes, and punched him fiercely in the chest.

"Seeing that you still dare to play around in the future, I tell you that you are not allowed to disappear from now on, and you are not allowed to disappear forever. Did you hear that?"

He hadn't finished speaking, but his lips were warm, and Mo Xuanfang had already bowed his head, "Yes."

Lips meet...

Wei Qing heard his own heartbeat frantically merged with him, turning into teardrops, and a tree of crabapple blossomed.

I don't know how long it took before Mo Xuan buried himself in his chest, and said in a hoarse voice: "I was wrong."

"Where is it wrong?" Wei Qing pouted.

Grievance, pain.

But there is still some unspeakable joy and satisfaction.

"I...I'm soothing for you." Mo Xuanfang hugged Wei Qing lovingly, kissed him lightly on the forehead, gathering spiritual energy in his palm.

"Don't! How dare you... Come here again, I'll bite you..."

After a long time, Wei Qing finally fell powerlessly on the soft wings. He finally experienced the power of the world's most powerful man, and his whole body was about to fall apart. The wings are wet.

Mo Xuanfang wanted to wipe away his tears, but he refused to let him go.

Soon, Wei Qing suddenly heard a rustling sound.He opened his eyes and saw that it was Mo Xuanfang who was wearing his own clothes. The white underwear and trousers were a little shorter on Mo Xuanfang's body, and a knot was casually tied around the waist, which did not damage the immortal dignity in the slightest. .

Wei Qing tearfully said: "You can't wear my clothes, so what should I wear?"

Mo Xuanfang smiled slightly, twitched his fingers lightly, and several sets of clothes suddenly appeared on his feet.

Mo Xuanfang put on his usual white robe, picked up another set of red clothes and put them on Wei Qing, wiped away his tears and said softly: "Good Si Ying, it's all my fault if you don't cry, you punish me for wearing yours." Underwear, fine me to put on your clothes again, okay?"

"Not good..." Wei Qing hugged the clothes and pouted, "Turn around, I will wear it myself."

Wei Qing wrapped his clothes tightly, and while putting them on, he murmured, "It's fine if I give you my clothes as a punishment, I don't understand, you obviously have clothes to wear, why did I... touch you at that time?"

"Ahem..." Mo Xuanfang turned his face uncomfortably, "I suffered in the torture circle with the body of Da Luojin, and my clothes have long since disappeared. At that time, I was eager to save you again, so I didn't care so much."

"What did you say?" Wei Qing stopped and stared at Mo Xuanfang.

"What does it mean to suffer in the torture circle with Da Luojin's body?"

At this time, the eyes of the Immortal Venerable had turned reddish at some point, and there was a fan-shaped red mark between his brows, like a half lotus carved in relief.

Wei Qing didn't care about being shy at this time, got up, stroked Mo Xuanfang's forehead tremblingly: "You, what's wrong with you?"

There was a crying tone in the voice, but the word "fallen devil" could not be uttered no matter what.

Mo Xuanfang grabbed Wei Qing's hand and pressed it to his chest, and said with a faint smile: "A mere magic circle can't trap me, I will find a way to send you out, with me here, you don't have to worry."

Wei Qing shook his head, his heart was seized by great fear, "What about you? What should you do? Will you die after I go out..."

A hot kiss was stuck on Wei Qing's anxiously trembling lips. After a moment, Mo Xuanfang raised his head and said, "I won't."

"Really?" Wei Qing wept with joy, and the boy's voice became brighter, "Then you swear."

Mo Xuanfang looked at him carefully, sighed, and embraced him lightly.

"Si Ying, I joined the battle with the intention of mortal death. I used the blood-breaking curse to prevent all beings from suffering. But now... since I am in love with you, I will protect you for the rest of my life. I am already reluctant to die.

Good Si Ying, I swear, I will always be by your side, accompany you, and protect you. If you violate it, the Three Realms will not accept it, and the world will not tolerate it. I will not leave you even if I bleed dry. "

Wei Qing hurriedly covered Mo Xuanfang's mouth with his hands: "Xuanfang, your oath is too heavy, I don't want it. If you die, I will die with you, no matter what the world tolerates, it's fine anywhere. I will go with you."

Mo Xuanfang stared at him obsessively for a long time, and said, "Okay."

At this time, two deafening echoes suddenly sounded in the void.

"Empty!"

Mo Xuanfang grabbed Wei Qing's hand and squeezed it hard, then slowly put it down, his eyes were serious and he said: "Although this heavenly formation is ruled by the Dao of Heaven, it has been delayed for too long at this time, Si Ying, I am here I will take you out. Remember, there are unpredictable changes in the sky formation, and gods and ghosts are unpredictable, you must follow me, and you can't make any mistakes."

Wei Qing secretly accumulated power, and the spiritual power and magic power in his body flowed alternately. He felt the deep power of the golden dragon, and Mo Xuanfang looked at each other, and he nodded vigorously.

At this time, a golden lamp was added to the Qiqi 49 flags at some point.

The lamp body slowly rotated, driving the energy of the magic circle to condense into a ball, and the ball slowly expanded, as if it was pregnant with the power to destroy the world.

Immediately afterwards, the barrier trapping Mo Xuanfang's remnant soul on the other side of the execution array suddenly shattered with a "pop".

Mo Xuanfang's remaining soul suddenly shrank, and the floating shadow shook. Soon, the floating shadow twisted and pulled into a purple smoke ribbon, and was suddenly sucked into the golden lamp.

Mo Xuanfang and Wei Qing raised their heads at the same time, but they didn't know what happened, they only heard the echo of "empty...empty" in the void.

Mo Xuanfang frowned and said: "You wait here, I will come as soon as I go."

At this moment, Xianzong's exclamation and a man's frantic scream sounded at the same time.

The sky was turbulent, but the main flag of the Nine Heavens and Twelve Palaces was solidified and stretched, emitting bursts of black smoke.

Yuan Huazi said in a trembling voice: "No, it's Wang Lu, it's Wang Lu who stole the Douzhuan Reincarnation Lamp! All the immortal sects, hurry up and spread the law, if this heavenly formation loses its eyes, it will definitely cause disaster In the human world, all living beings suffer.”

As soon as these words were said, countless lights and shadows descended from the sky, injecting the energy of the magic circle one after another.

Not long after, the black smoke cleared away, and the main flag of the Twelve Palaces of the Nine Heavens really seemed to come alive, flying again, condensing the energy of the heavenly array.

But at this time, the nine-turn reincarnation lamp has been misplaced, and there is no remnant soul of Mo Xuanfang on the other side of the execution circle, and the magic circle is already in the pivot point, and slowly begins to collapse.

The hundreds of millions of lands under the jurisdiction of the Purple Cloud Sect, the seven great kingdoms, and nearly a hundred small kingdoms were all shrouded in lightning, thunder and earth shaking.

The disciples of the Nine Heavens and Twelve Halls in the magic circle were also shocked and confused. Everyone knew in their hearts that if the magic circle failed to sacrifice a supreme venerable as scheduled, everyone would be buried with them.

Wang Lu was the first to bear the brunt of the attack, being swept up by the energy of the magic circle and sucked into the punishment circle.

Ever since he overheard the conversation between Wei Qing and Su Heng that day, he has been thinking about how to steal the Douzhuan Reincarnation Lamp and go find his wife.

Taking advantage of his position, he often searched in the secluded rot cave that Mo Xuanfang entered and exited, and naturally discovered the secret that Mo Xuanfang was soaked in demon energy and was about to open the Heavenly Formation of Absolute Immortals. He kicked Wei Qing down to the depths of the gate of hell, and he climbed up to get the Douzhuan reincarnation lamp in the center of the enchantment.

But he never thought that the lamp would be so domineering. With his cultivation base, how could he control the destructive, heaven-destroying power inside the lamp, and Mo Xuanfang, who was holding the formation, was no longer his real body, the eyes of the formation shifted, and the universe was reversed.

Wang Lu was about to be squeezed into a meat paste.

At this moment, a white figure suddenly appeared in the void.

Mo Xuanfang held two handfuls of silver halberds in front of Wang Lu, and threw them towards the nine-turn reincarnation lamp.

The body of the halberd soars when it encounters the lamp, like a silver snake leaping through the stream, piercing through the air through the golden energy ball, and rushing towards the lamp body of the nine-turn reincarnation lamp.

I saw that the lamp bowed and curled up into a ball, emitting a dazzling white light, and the huge energy ball that had expanded also shrank accordingly, collapsing into a small ball the size of a fist to fight against the silver halberd.

Dingtian Divine Formation is a large formation to protect the heaven and earth, which is comprehensive and all-encompassing. Although each of the twelve instruments has boundless supernatural powers, they also check and balance each other.

The Absolute Immortal Formation is the most profound, subtle, and ruthless formation in the Dingtian Divine Formation, and the twelve magic weapons add countless murderous auras to the fighting techniques.

But the Silver Halberd was originally the nemesis of the nine-turn reincarnation lamp, and in the blink of an eye, the lamp body shrunk into a sphere was already at a disadvantage.

There was a brief moment of calm in the magic circle, and Mo Xuanfang immediately flew back to Wei Qing, took his hand and said, "Let's go."

Just as the two of them left their original positions, the banner above their heads suddenly began to shift, wandering around in an unbelievable pattern.

The energy threads connecting the flags and flags are also more complicated, and the main flags of the Nine Heavens and Twelve Palaces are also circling and scattered, suddenly opening a huge net, wrapping the unconscious Wang Lu and pulling it to ashes.

Wei Qing's face changed color. Seeing that the giant net stretched out again, he shouted anxiously: "Xuanfang, be careful!"

Mo Xuanfang didn't change his face, he turned his palms flat, and a ball of purple energy was accumulated in his palms, and he hit the air.

"boom!"

Mo Xuanfang took half a step back, protecting Wei Qing behind him, barely resisting the giant net's attack.

At this time, Yuan Huazi's phantom appeared in the void, his five fingers were bluffed, and a strong light suddenly enveloped Wei Qing's whole body.

"Demon Dragon, show yourself! Go where you need to go."

Light and shadow floated, and the golden dragon in Wei Qing's body was pulled out by half an inch.

The magic dragon appeared in the Immortal Formation, the way of heaven was running, and the strong light burst into a dazzling light cluster, pulling Wei Qing to float into the punishment formation.

Mo Xuan's expression changed: "Master, no!"

He flew in front of him like an arrow from the string, and a shard of Da Luo's golden body exploded in his palm, turning into pieces of golden armor, blocking Wei Qing's way.

In an instant, the golden armor had covered Wei Qing's whole body, and Mo Xuanfang pulled Wei Qing behind him, and the two of them settled back to back in this torrent of heavenly reversal.

Yuan Huazi was furious: "Mo Xuanfang, you really want to go against the sky!"

Wei Qing sneered and said: "Xuanfang, don't listen to him, what is against the sky is not against the sky, whoever is stronger is the sky."

"Xuanfang?"

Yuan Huazi was stunned for a moment, and seeing the red mark on Mo Xuanfang's forehead, he suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh and said, "What a good word Xuanfang, you actually made a living with the magic dragon, I...I I am ashamed of the patriarch for teaching such an apprentice as you! I am ashamed of the ancestors of the Purple Cloud Sect!"

However, Mo Xuanfang suddenly sank down, kowtowed on the ground and said, "Master, please accept the last disciple's bow. With this bow, I ask myself to be expelled from the sect."

As soon as these words came out, both Wei Qing and Yuan Huazi's faces changed in shock.

Mo Xuanfang kowtowed again: "These two worships, Ziyun suzerain abdicates to let the virtuous."

Yuan Hua's eyes were about to burst: "Shut up!"

Unmoved, Mo Xuanfang resolutely kowtowed and said, "Three obeisances, from now on I will have nothing to do with Ziyunzong. From now on, no matter who it is, if anyone wants to move Wei Siying, They are all against me."

After he finished speaking, he stood up with no shame on his face.

Yuan Huazi's angry eyes widened, and the phantom kept shaking until it became an afterimage.

Wei Qing's heart was agitated, and he tightly grasped Mo Xuanfang's hand, and shook hands with him, holding them tightly in the palm of his hand.

The heavens trembled, the universe reversed, the twelve giant gates in the sky opened together, the war drums rumbled loudly, and all the twelve magic weapons returned to their places.

And Qiqi 49 flags and the main flags of the Nine Heavens and Twelve Palaces suddenly danced wildly in the air, emitting intense white light.

Both Wei Qing and Mo Xuanfang flickered and moved to another space.

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