The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

"What?!" Mo Yanhua was shocked and his hand seals slowed down.

Wang Que's soul transmission came again: "Continue to seal and fight with me. This place is extremely dangerous. It's best not to show any clues before the truth is found out!"

Mo Yanhua's mind was slightly confused. He saw him making seals and sending soul transmissions: "What's wrong here? Why didn't I see it?"

Wang Que retreated and pulled the battlefield to the distant sky: "I am from Jinyang City. Our Wang family is a big family of magic cultivators. We magic cultivators are extremely sensitive to certain auras."

"There was nothing unusual here before, but after the defense formations set up by your Mo family were opened, a special kind of death aura in it was extremely strong!"

"I have seen a sea of ​​​​10,000 corpses, but the death aura produced by the sea of ​​​​10,000 corpses is far less strong than this one."

Mo Yanhua's expression became solemn: "How can this be? You really didn't lie to me?"

Wang Que continued to send a message: "Why should I lie to you?"

"I still want to observe your Mo family's "Three Turns of the Earth Bridge Sutra", how can I watch you die here."

"I only say one thing, the fifty-nine members of your Mo family are definitely dead, as for why they are still like this... I don't know."

"This matter must be investigated, it's too weird!"

Mo Yanhua hesitated for a moment, and finally changed his words: "Okay, Brother Wang, I will believe you once, so what should we do now? We can't keep fighting, right?"

Wang Que sent a message back: "You ask me how I know? This happened suddenly, and when I turned around, I saw you trapped in the depths of the black fog. I called you out but you didn't come out."

"This, this I don't know either." Mo Yanhua was a little embarrassed.

"It's too sudden. I haven't thought of a reason to stop yet. The twelve people in the Human Bridge Realm of your Mo family can be killed here, and they look like nothing happened."

"In this case... it must be a crushing battle, and to make the twelve people in the Human Bridge Realm lose their resistance in an instant..."

Mo Yanhua's eyes flashed with gloom: "The lowest must be the Earth Bridge Realm."

Wang Que attacked with a sword: "If it is really the Earth Bridge, it's not bad. We have many treasures and we still have hope to kill him with all our strength. But if he is not the Earth Bridge Realm, it will be troublesome."

"So we must not alert the enemy before finding any clues."

Mo Yanhua nodded Then he sent a message: "Brother Wang, think of a way quickly. I feel that our fight is a bit fake now."

"No." Wang Que frowned slightly: "Can't you think of a way? I have been thinking about how to get you out since just now. Now I analyze it for you again. What do you want me to think?"

"Okay, let me think about it."

"Don't think about it. You pretend to be defeated, and then you listen to my arrangements. Let's retreat first. The most important thing is to survive first."

"That's fine. Then wait for me to put on a defensive talisman."

A few seconds later, Wang Que condensed a three-meter spiritual sword and chopped it out. Mo Yanhua "roared" and "fully" resisted, but the next moment he was smashed into the ground in the village and a pit was smashed out.

"Young Patriarch!" The expressions of the Mo family members changed drastically, and they all urged the magic weapons to soar into the sky.

Mo Lingqing's eyebrows flashed with purple light, and in this moment!

Mo Yanhua in the earth pit said, "Stop!"

Everyone turned their heads to look. In the smoke and dust, Mo Yanhua walked slowly. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "Wang Que, it's not that I can't afford to lose, and my Mo family will not bully others by taking advantage of their power!"

Han Xianlan looked at this scene in disbelief. In his impression, Mo Yanhua was not so weak!

Moreover, he had seen Wang Que fight, and now Wang Que hadn't even used his ghost armor yet...

In a flash of inspiration, Han Xianlan seemed to have guessed something.

He was the young patriarch of the clan after all, he was not stupid!

"Young Patriarch, how do you want to deal with him!" Mo Dongyu's face was filled with coldness: "Our Mo family is not afraid of the Wang family. Even if he is destroyed, our Mo family will be safe!"

Mo Yanhua raised his hand: "Young Master, I can afford to lose!"

When saying this, Mo Yanhua looked at Wang Que in the air with a cold face: "Don't you want to see our Mo family's "Three Turns of the Earth Bridge Sutra"? Okay, I'll let you see it, let's go!"

The spirit sword under Mo Yanhua's feet flashed and then flew into the air.

Wang Que smiled disdainfully and then looked at Mo Lingqing: "Madam, let's go, let's get on the boat and go back to the Mo family."

A gleam of light flashed in Mo Lingqing's eyes, and she flew up with Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju without saying a word.

"Weird." Jueyangnu pursed her lips slightly. Although she was puzzled, she still didn't speak and followed.

In the center of the village, Mo Yangwu at the crack of the formation looked up: "Young Patriarch, don't you come to feel the exquisiteness of the swordsmanship?"

Mo Yanhua looked down: "Uncle Wu, thisNo hurry, I will bring some tribesmen here after sending them away. This sacred tree is so mysterious that we must make good use of it! "

Mo Yangwu frowned slightly: "I don't know how long the mystery of this sacred tree can last. It takes too long to go back and forth."

After saying this, Mo Yanhua was a little embarrassed to reply.

Immediately, Mo Yanhua looked at Wang Que: "Mr. Wang, how about we discuss it again? Such a mysterious sacred tree, are you really not tempted?"

Wang Que in the air looked over: "Discuss? Let's talk about it on the flying boat first."

Mo Yanhua nodded, and then said to Mo Yangwu below: "Uncle Wu, I'm talking to that guy. By the way, Uncle Wu, the mystery of this sacred tree is not known to outsiders, right?"

Mo Yangwu shook his head: "We haven't leaked the news yet."

Mo Yanhua hummed: "That's good. This sacred tree must belong to our Mo family. Uncle Wu, I'll go talk to him first. "

Mo Yangwu could only nod when he saw this: "Okay, I'll wait for you here. If the young patriarch really wants to leave, I hope he can reply."

Mo Yanhua smiled: "That's for sure!"

After speaking, Mo Yanhua also flew to the flying boat a thousand meters away.

The flying boat itself contains several defense arrays and isolation arrays, but even so, Wang Que did not relax.

He continued to act: "Mr. Mo, don't you want to chat? Let's go, go in and sit down and chat!"

Mo Yanhua also snorted coldly: "Let's go!"

The flying boat was still hovering in the air, and a group of more than 20 people walked into a large room on the flying boat.

As the door of the room closed and the isolation array was opened, Wang Que breathed a sigh of relief. Mo Yanhua exhaled and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.

In the surprised eyes of the Mo family, Mo Yanhua smiled and looked at Wang Que: "Brother Wang, how is my acting? Not bad, right? "

Wang Que waved his hand: "Forget it, your acting is so exaggerated and not real. I'm afraid you will be exposed if you pretend for a while longer."

Mo Dongyu frowned in a deep voice: "Young Clan Leader, what is going on here?"

Mo Yanhua smiled and walked to the chair and sat down: "I don't know about this either, let Brother Wang tell you, Brother Wang, please."

Wang Que snorted and pulled a chair to sit down: "Don't stand, sit down."

After everyone sat down, Wang Que brewed his words and said solemnly: "There is a big crisis here."