Chapter 791

"Wait, situ Mo, make it clear. Is the supreme elder here?" Nie Qianwen wanted to ask clearly. As a result, situ Mo turned and left. She was hurt and couldn't catch up.

I can't help gnashing my teeth. "Thanks to you, you're still a man. You don't know how to let women."

However, she had to say this to herself. Situ Mo had long isolated the perception of the room.

Nanchuan and others are still in prison, humiliated and imprisoned in a water prison.

Deep in the water prison, these are some leaders and masters of Nanchuan. As a result, they almost starved to death here.

There is no other reason. After Jiuli came, he killed the twelve panic sword array with one palm. All the disciples of Qingfeng sect were injured and are healing at the moment. Naturally, no one will care about them.

Seeing someone coming, a group of people are going crazy.

"Boy, let me out quickly. Otherwise, I will make you die without a burial place after I go out."

The water prison is dark. The cries of these people are like ghosts. They are very sad.

The sect leader of Guihai sect was furious. "Boy, hurry to give grandpa some good wine and meat first, or you will die ugly when the supreme elder of my demon sect comes."

"Shit, I yangxuan have never been so angry. The grandchildren of Qingfeng gate have the ability to fight with me."

Nanchuan people also wanted to scold, but they saw that it was situ mo.

Suddenly his face was ugly, "how could it be you? Situ mo. "

"Why can't it be me?"

"Aren't you dead yet?"

It is reasonable to say that there is the supreme elder Jiuli. Even if an expert blocks the supreme elder, the strength of the elder on the ether can kill a situ mo.

But now, situ Mo actually appeared in front of them.

A group of people seem to have guessed something.

Maybe the elder died or escaped.

Seeing that situ Mo didn't speak, they couldn't breathe.

Situ Mo glanced at the crowd. There were many experts here, and there were no fewer than dozens of Emperor Wu's peaks.

There are more than ten wusheng in banbu.

Together, it can basically be comparable to the seven zongmen.

Situ Mo took out a bottle of pills that had been refined earlier.

"There are two ways in front of you. First, die. Die in this water prison. The body stinks and no one knows."

"The second is to take this seven poison pill in my hand for my use."

Someone immediately angrily scolded, "situ Mo, you mean man, who bullies the small with the big. What a hero."

Situ Mo glanced at the corner of his mouth, "you have practiced for more than 100 years, but I have only 25 years. How can you be regarded as bullying the small with the big?"

"Besides, I situ Mo is not a hero. I don't need a reason for what I want to do."

He just snapped his fingers. The void seemed to pour down an infinite aura, which directly pressed the man out of breath, like a fish out of water.

Finally, the seven orifices bled to death.

kill a chicken before a monkey. 

A group of people look very ugly. Those who just vowed to die together are now counselled one by one.

Situ Mo said plainly, "my seven poison pills are not many. If they are not enough, the rest of the people will only die."

As soon as the experts in Nanchuan heard this, they were surprised and rushed up to grab it. They were afraid that they would be killed by situ Mo if they didn't grab it.

Situ Mo smiled but did not speak. He could refine a lot of this at any time.

"Seven poison pills, as the name suggests, are mixed with seven toxins. You have to take them once every half a month, otherwise you will rot and die."

"Worse than the man who just died."

"What, so terrible." Someone panicked.

Some people tried to force the poison out of the body with genuine Qi. Situ Mo just looked at her contemptuously. If you really want to force it out with genuine Qi, isn't my Immortal Emperor crying in vain.

The man acted recklessly. As a result, the seven poison pills soon spread and directly enveloped his whole body. A black breath wrapped around his waist to his head, and his hands and feet began to rot and melt into a pool of black water.

These people are arrogant and arrogant. No one is convinced. Situ Mo's move is undoubtedly to deter them.

A group of people were frightened and didn't dare to force them out again.

"The seven poison pills are even if Wu Sheng eats them, he will die. I have the antidote here. Whether you can get them depends on your loyalty."

A group of people looked at each other, and then knelt down one after another. Although they were unwilling, they didn't dare to refute situ mo.

"We are willing to go through fire and water for the sect leader."

"Well, you follow me out of the prison first." Situ Mo took the group away from the water prison, and then placed them. They can still be used in the future.

At this time, a very powerful figure suddenly appeared over the sect outside the green front door.

Jiuli's eyes were red. "Ye Xiu, an old man, couldn't get through with me for a garbage door."

After Jiuli escaped, he became more and more angry. He was beaten by Ye Xiu. This is a shame, a lifelong shame, or because of this broken sect door.

"Now that ye Xiu is gone, there is no need for this sect door to exist." Raise your hand. There are thousands of auras covering the area of ten miles.

For a time, birds flew, the sky became gloomy and became very depressed.

Jiuli sprinkled all the Qi he received from ye Xiu on Qingfeng gate.

The disciples of Qingfeng sect were terrified.

That is, at the moment when the big hand fell, situ Mo rushed out of the green front door.

A sky light broke out in his hand, smashing the ten mile river sky. The clouds and big hands were punctured in an instant, and then dissipated.

Jiuli frowned slightly, "when did such an expert come to Qingfeng gate?"

"Are you situ Mo?"

Situ Mo wondered, "do you know me?"

Jiuli was angry and didn't fight, "you are finally willing to come out and kill the leader of my demon sect. We'll count the hatred, new hatred and old hatred with the major sects in Nanchuan."

At this moment, situ Mo also guessed Jiuli's identity. He should be the supreme elder.

"The supreme elder of the demon sect, Jiuli, the peak of wusheng." Situ Mo's mouth flashed a smile. Since he broke through the later stage of wusheng, his aura has reached ten thousand ways.

This level is no different from the peak of wusheng. One-on-one, he is not afraid of anyone.

"Just in time, I have an account with you."

Naturally, what he said was to hurt Qingfeng sect disciple and Nie Qianwen.

"Twelve terrified sword array." Situ Mo scolded, and the disciples of Qingfeng sect rushed out one after another and chose their positions according to situ Mo's original array.

Now the twelve terrified sword array is presided over by situ Mo, and his strength has been greatly improved. He is no longer a dark iron sword, but a Xuanyuan sword.

When Xuanyuan sword came out, the dragon's singing startled the nine skies, and the bloody rainbow flew up from the twelve consternations.

A blood light of tens of thousands of feet condensed into a powerful sword.