Mo Wen's move against heaven not only shocked xuanlao, but also everyone outside.

Jiutouniao and UPT smile faintly. They are the most calm people. They knew that Mo Wen would not be trapped so easily. How could a mysterious old man be trapped?

Oppert is most clear about Mo Wen's cultivation and terror strength. The seal of his cultivation can't trap Mo Wen. It's the seal of captivity under countless demonic forces. How can the seal ban of ordinary people surpass the seal of countless super powers in the demon world?

This is obviously not on the same level at all, so when he saw Mo Wen trapped in xuanlao's forbidden void, he was not worried at all.

In jiutouniao's and upter's mind, xuanlao is bound to die. It's just a matter of time.

At the moment when Mo Wen turned defeat into victory, Sima Yalin and Xu Jinling were relieved.

Xu Jinling even yelled at Mo Wen outside the void: "come on, cousin. This old man is too hateful. We can't make him better. Teach him a lesson!"

"Thanks to him for calling himself the first person in the cultivation world. But he played tricks. Hum... Sure enough, he's a cruel man. It's disgusting!"

"I'm afraid they are all heartless people in wucaimen?"

"Xuanlaoguai, even if you win, you can't win. What's more, you're still a senior. It's too bad of you to do such a mean thing to a young man, isn't it?"

"As the saying goes: people die for money and birds die for food. Old man Xuan is a cultivator. When he meets such a genius, he will try his best to refine him. He is mean but not mean. In this world, the strong are respected. As long as he can kill the enemy, how can he be mean?"

Everyone outside the void is talking.

Some people don't ask about it. Some people are despicable. Some people think it's reasonable for him to do so.

There are all kinds of things to say. It's beyond everyone's imagination to have such accomplishments at this age.

However, it's no wonder that, after all, Mr. Xuan didn't know about it. Mo Wen had a very high attainments in the study of forbidden seals. The previous collision seemed ordinary, but in fact it combined Mo Wen's deep understanding of forbidden seals. However, because of his speed, even Mr. Xuan didn't see the secret.

Although Mo Wen is still far from killing xuanlao when he opens the Tongling tower crazily, he can take advantage of this opportunity to create a good opportunity for himself to heal. Just now, under xuanlao's attack, he was seriously injured. This is absolutely not to be taken lightly by Mo Wen. Besides, it is undoubtedly a fatal blow to xuanlao who is such an expert. For the sake of safety, Even if Mo Wen knew that he could kill xuanlao, he did not dare to take risks.

At this time, xuanlao found the difference of void and had to choose to escape.

At the moment when the pagoda was opened, Mo Wen suddenly became one with the pagoda, like a whole, chasing xuanlao crazily.

"I'll give you two choices. First, I'll be a slave to you. Second, I'll take out the yuan God in your body and make you become a spiritual body under me forever. There will never be peace!" Word by word, full of deep hatred, Mo Wen didn't show any magic power, but with his injured body, he madly hit xuanlao in front of him.

Xuanlao, who knew he was not his opponent, was determined to die long after he broke through his forbidden void.

With Mo Wen's advance, the nothingness in front of him burst. Even the ground of the nothingness appeared countless terrible cracks of different depths, and the whole nothingness began to collapse.

Xuanlao's eyes were bitter. He didn't hesitate to raise his left hand. He immediately had several parts. He separated from his body and waved his hands. He wanted to use his magic power to stop Mo Wen from rushing forward.

But as soon as they appeared, they didn't have time to show any magic power at all, so they were hit by Mo Wenhong, and their souls were terrified.

"If you don't make a choice, I'll have to choose for you!" Don't ask if the red grain in his eyes is more prosperous. It's like two never extinguished flames burning up. At this moment, his eyes are crazy and his face is ferocious, just like a fierce beast.

"This guy is crazy!" Xuanlao, with his scalp exploding, drank without hesitation: "don't chase me. I promise to be your slave, OK?"

Words fall, Xuan old stop, finally to Mo asked compromise.

"Hum... You're a crafty old man. Since you agree to be my servant, you should accept my blood spirit sacrifice..." Mo Wen stopped rushing forward quickly, and the hatred in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a thick evil spirit.

"Are you a blood clan?" When xuanlao heard what Mo Wen said, he was shocked and even retreated seven or eight steps.

Unexpectedly, the young man who had fought with himself for hundreds of rounds was actually a blood clan.

"Is it strange?" Don't ask a sneer, a single hand wave, a red light instantly shrouded in xuanlao's body, snake scale dagger body like a white light through xuanlao's heart, and also in that moment, don't ask bite finger, a drop of blood, in the snake scale dagger through xuanlao's heart at the same time, drop into xuanlao's heart.

Strange scene happened at the next moment, only to see that the original bloody wound, with the naked eye can see the speed of healing.

Oh, my God. What is this?

Xuanlao heard that the self-healing power of the blood clan was very terrible. Today, he was surprised to see it with his own eyes.

"Ah..." at the moment when Mo Wen's blood permeated xuanlao's heart, a sharp pain of life was more than death, which spread all over his body in his heart.

"Don't ask, what do you do to me?" Old Xuan roared. He didn't know what it meant, but the only one left was sober and clearly realized that if he betrayed Mo Wen, the end would be ten times and a hundred times stronger than the pain at this time.

"The blood spirit sacrifice of the blood clan, from now on, you are a servant of me, don't ask me, old Xuan, do you know who you are now?" Mo asked, sneering.

"Yes, master!" The pain in xuanlao's body disappeared, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. This may be the first time since he was a hundred years old that he was beaten so miserably that he even took in his own freedom.

"If you betray me, I just need to think about it, and you will be crushed like a tomato by me and become a pool of blood! Not only that, your soul has to suffer from me, and it will be restless for generations. I don't want to save your life for you, who are insidious and cunning. But I need you to help me with something in Northwest China, so I'll save your life. Behave well, I can consider teaching you some skills, so that you can become a real master! " Don't ask coldly say, in the speech, that kind of terrible breath, let Xuan old all feel a shudder of breath to pounce on the face.

"Thank you, master!" Old Xuan knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Mo Wen.

Don't ask about the chill on your body. It's so cold that it seems to seal up the whole void and make xuanlao pale.

Even Zhao Rongjing, who is outside the void, can't help but frown a little and quietly drift away for a few steps. Although the cold of Mo Wen's body doesn't cause too much damage to him, it can affect his mind and make his mind unstable.

"Zhao Rongjing, it's your turn now. What else do you have to say?" Mo Wen's face is expressionless. In the murmuring voice, the power in his body immediately drips and rotates at high speed. With a wave of his hand, the void instantly flies away, and bursts of energy storms that destroy the sky and the earth suddenly disperse.

"I didn't free my hand just now. Now it's time for us to settle the accounts?" As Mo Wen's words fell, a shining Wanling sword appeared on his right hand. There was an essential difference between the Wanling sword at this time and the Wanling sword before he stepped on the jiangshanlou. Now Mo Wen has evolved the Wanling sword and added the power of wulingyuandan.

As soon as the Wanling sword was formed, a destructive energy appeared. It was like a strong wind passing through. The numerous towering mountains below, as well as the Jiangshan tower, began to tremble.

At this moment, everyone felt the fear of the end of the world.

"But... It's terrible. It's terrible!" All the onlookers cried out and fled one by one. They only hated their parents for giving birth to two less legs and how fast they had to go.

For those who run away crazily, Mo Wen naturally doesn't care. He suddenly turns his head. His eyes are as red as blood and can't see any more black pupils. They suddenly lock on Zhao Rongjing and Xia Baiyu. Of course, there are Xu brothers.

"Xuan... Old Xuan, help me!" Seeing Mo Wen's terrible eyes, Xia Baiyu was scared to death. His scalp exploded. He quickly swayed and hid behind Zhao Rongjing.

He knew that the only one who could save himself now was Mr. Xuan.

"I want to kill people, no one can save..." Mo asked the beast like red eyes, firmly nailed to Zhao Rongjing's body, the tone does not have the slightest feeling of cold mouth, snake scale dagger Shua to leap over the sky, at any time will be toward Zhao Rongjing fiercely cut down.

This scene makes Xia Baiyu, who is hiding behind Zhao Rongjing, even more scared. He quickly runs away from Zhao Rongjing for fear that he will be the next one to be killed.

"Don't ask. Don't get excited. We can talk about it." Seeing this, Zhao Rongjing couldn't help changing his face. After finishing this sentence, he immediately glanced at the old Xuan beside him and said, "old Xuan, since you have surrendered to Mr. Mo, can you plead for me? If you save my life, I swear that from now on, my whole Zhao family will owe you one! "

Zhao Rongjing was not afraid of not asking, but worried that when he was mad, he would kill himself and take away his spirit body to become the cultivation object of the ten thousand spirit sword in his hand.

This cost is extremely heavy.

Once it becomes the soul of Mo Wen's cultivation, Zhao Rongjing will become a ghost who can't live beyond death. This is one of the reasons why Zhao Rongjing is most afraid now. Just now, he clearly sensed that Mo Wen's spiritual pagoda can collect anyone's yuan God. Under such a threat, how can Zhao Rongjing not be afraid?

"Master... Master, in fact, Zhao Rongjing is not a damned man. Why kill him?" After hearing Zhao Rongjing's words, xuanlao shudders and asks Mo Wen to help Zhao Rongjing.

When xuanlao did this, he had to be careful.

He heard that the Zhao family had a magic weapon that could wash the marrow and cut the Sutra, and could put an end to the shackles of any magic method. Wouldn't it be a good thing to use this magic weapon to free Mo Wen's blood sacrifice?

Don't ask Wen Yan. His face changed greatly, as if there were thousands of thunders in his mind. He didn't hesitate to stare at xuanlao.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Mo asked coldly.

"I'm sorry, master, I'm wrong..." xuanlao quickly stepped back, and closed his mouth, dare not say a word.