The Lord of Ghost

"Die..."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Li's blade came out of his body. The edge tempered by the immortal gold was extremely sharp. It easily cut through the protective treasure and harvested easily.

"You...you!" The Tianjiao of Xuanyang Holy Land wanted to say something, but Mo Li would not listen to their nonsense. He cut the Gordian knot and said that if he had anything to say, he would go to hell and talk slowly.

Soon, he stepped on dozens of steps again and harvested many lives along the way.

However, after a short period of bleeding, many monsters noticed what was happening below.

On the 2200 steps, several Tianjiao had already stood, looking down at Mo Li from a high place. Being able to climb to this height is enough to show their strength.

"What? Not running away?"

Mo Li looked at the Tianjiao who united with interest. He knew most of these people. They were his former junior brothers.

"Who are you!"

"Want to know?" Mo Li smiled.

"No matter who you are, we will never forgive you for killing a disciple of the Holy Land!" Several people stood up, like an indestructible wall, blocking Mo Li's steps.

"Oh, then what?" Mo Li didn't care.

As he said that, he slid his fingers across his face, cutting open his skin, and then the outer layer of skin burst into pieces of rosy light, covering his entire face hazily.

"What is he doing?" Many people were surprised. He just acted quickly and accurately, and what is he doing now?

"Don't you want to know who I am? Then let you see enough!"

The voice behind the mist flowed out, attracting countless eyes.

"Now, you should know who I am, right?"

"My dear good junior brother!"

The mist dissipated, revealing Mo Li's most original face, which was also the most familiar face of Xuanyang Holy Land!

"You! Are! Mo Li!"

Almost at the same time, the range covered by the projection showed Mo Li's face clearly, and he stood in front of the public like this.

"Is he the one with ten meridians? He looks... quite gentle as jade..."

In the mortal world, the most effective way to identify a person is the breath of the soul. The soul is the key to judging a person. No matter how the appearance changes, it cannot affect the unique breath of the soul.

So many creatures will always keep the appearance they were born. For those fairies praised by the world, appearance is one aspect, but temperament is definitely the most core and unique identification.

But the moment Mo Li revealed his true appearance, a perfect smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was a gentleman, gentle as jade. It is hard to imagine that he is a demon who kills without blinking an eye.

Speaking of Mo Li's gentleness, Xuanyang Holy Land was so angry that its teeth itched.

Tens of thousands of foundation disciples, if they said they would not keep any of them, they really would not keep any of them!

In the air, Murong Xue's light footsteps caused ripples in the void. The moment she saw Mo Li again, she felt dazed.

"Are a few years enough to completely change a person?" She murmured to herself.

Before this, Mo Li was the head of Xuantian Peak in Xuanyang Holy Land, and his eyes were full of clear admiration and even love for her.

But she knew that she and Mo Li were not the same kind of people after all, and she ignored his admiration and could say that she had no feelings for Mo Li at all.

Now, seeing those eyes again, the clear look disappeared. Although it was still clean, it was like a black hole that Murong Xue could not see through.

In the secret realm.

Mo Li smiled charmingly: "Surprised? My good junior brother?"

"As your former senior brother, I didn't expect to meet again under such circumstances."

"For the sake of our fellow disciples, I... will let you die without pain!"

In an instant, Mo Li opened his ghost eyes, and the blood-colored world enveloped him. The junior brothers who looked at him were surprised to find themselves on a sea of ​​blood.

"You... No, where is this! We are clearly on the ladder of asking for the way!"

However, no one answered their questions.

Outside the illusion, Mo Li cut off the head easily, like picking a melon, and the head rolled down the stairs.

Mo Li did what he said, and there was no reaction at all when he died.

After devouring the souls of several people and turning them into ghosts, Mo Li wiped the corners of his mouth where there was no blood, and shouted to the stairs:

"I know you can hear me, Qin Yang!"

"I originally planned to fight after reaching the top, but I have changed my mind now!"

"It's time to settle our grudges."

"If you don't come down, all the disciples of Xuanyang Holy Land on the stairs will die because of you!"

"You know my strength, and I will do what I say. They don't have your foundation and can't climb that high. If you don't come down, they will die because of you, for you!"

As he said this, Mo Li looked at the other disciples of Xuanyang Holy Land with a smiling expression: "If you want to ask for help, hurry up and ask your dear Junior Brother Qin for help, otherwise you will be the next to die!"

For a while, everyone inside and outside the secret realm was silent, especially Xuanyang Holy Land.

Everyone knew that Mo Li was morally blackmailing Qin Yang, and his methods were disgusting.

Qin Yang is now in the first echelon. If he wants to stop Mo Li, he needs to go down, which means he may miss the opportunity.

But among the geniuses of Xuanyang Holy Land who entered the secret realm, only Qin Yang has the ability to do so.

Saving people means giving up the opportunity. If you don't save people, your reputation will be ruined.

"Mo Li is going to drag Qin Yang down with him!" said a famous veteran.

It is extremely unwise to fight a decisive battle down there, and no one will get any benefits in the end!

Mo Li is shameless. No one would have thought that he would threaten with this. Anyone with a normal mind would choose to settle the grudge on the top of the Asking Platform. Perhaps, it can also become the brilliance of this battle and be talked about by the public.

"I guess Qin Yang should not come down!" Many creatures think so.

No matter who it is, they obviously have the opportunity to compete for the destiny, and it is obviously within reach. Should they give up easily?

"For others, sacrifice yourself... especially at this critical moment..."

While thinking, Mo Li continued to harvest several disciples and forced Qin Yang.

"Qin Yang, are you hesitating? What are you waiting for?"

"Think about your poor, half-dead junior sister Murong Qinghuan, who is still lying in the container, and think about your beloved relatives and friends, Brother Jiang, Jiang Baixing, who is as close to you as a brother."

"Everything you cherish is disappearing bit by bit!"

"Now, are you still indifferent?"

"Your Tao heart does not allow you to turn a blind eye. Your Tao is to protect all living beings. You only want to protect everything you cherish, even if it is related to you! Isn't it?"

Unexpectedly, when Mo Li said this, Qin Yang on the stairs suddenly stepped down.

Not up, but down!

In this world, the person who knows Qin Yang best is him, Mo Li!

Noble protection is Qin Yang's motto, and despicable and shameless is his synonym for Mo Li!

Qin Yang, the son of destiny, has a perfect Tao heart and will never allow cracks to appear, but Mo Li is his biggest crack so far!

So, Qin Yang decided to come down. In order to prevent larger cracks from occurring, and to end everything!

For Qin Yang, being able to kill Mo Li is the greatest opportunity!

For a moment, breathing was silent.

He watched Qin Yang step down the stairs that he had climbed hard step by step. Every step he took meant that the opportunity at the top was leaving him!

At this moment, Qin Yang's back was so decisive, so out of tune with the climbers.

"Mo Li!" Qin Yang's voice was as loud as a bell.

"I'm here! As you wish!"

Mo Li smiled lightly, and the two looked at each other. The hundreds of stairs seemed to have spanned endless time and space, and the atmosphere was brewing in silence.