Learning from the old people that Xin Mi was born in those years, Mo Li had a bold guess about the birth of the predecessors in Xueyu. Maybe there was a reason for the magic hall. The more you know, the greater the pressure on your heart. The old man started secretly on the mainland more than ten years ago. When the crisis comes, Xueyu will not stay away. As a descendant of qingzong, he must have his own responsibility.

The desire for strength is more and more intense. If you were lucky before, you can understand why the old man looks so dignified in the Dragon Valley at this moment! As the holy land of snow, the strength of magic hall can not be underestimated!

The desire for strength makes Mo Li more and more eager to find out what treasure is hidden in the jiuxiao supreme Pavilion. He takes a deep breath and turns his head slowly. Before he has time to ask questions, he first sees the dignified and hidden worries on the old man's face.

"Do you feel the crisis and want to improve quickly?" Qiu Tianming, who has gone through the vicissitudes of life, captures the changes in the young man's mood and sighs with emotion: "I finally understand why you came from the snow area, but you know nothing about the secret of the war. Maybe... Your elder's choice is right. I really shouldn't tell you so much!"

The old man sighed deeply, and then said in Mo Li's confused eyes, "my child, your talent and understanding are really outstanding, but as I said before, the pursuit of strength makes you step too fast! The strength has been improved, but the mind may not be able to keep up. It seems to advance by leaps and bounds, but in fact there are hidden worries! Even if you have dragon soul in your body and can quickly adapt to the power of the new realm, you need to practice step by step! Before I asked you to calm down and live the life of ordinary people for no reason, not only because I want to let you precipitate, but also because what I want to give you also needs to be contained with an ordinary heart. Now you... Can't do it! "

Mo Li opens his mouth, but he chooses silence to refute. The soul power of the two generations is extremely powerful. In addition to the dragon soul protection, he quenched his soul when he accepted Jiuyou lihuozhu. Mo Li thinks that his mind is strong enough, but is this really enough? I didn't think there was any problem before. After hearing the old man's words, Mo Li realized that he had neglected many things.

Whether the mind is strong or not depends not only on the strength of the soul, but also on building a building. Not only does he need great ideas, but also sand and gravel. Now what he lacks is the tempering of life, and what he needs is to understand in the plain.

When I woke up from my meditation, there was no old man in the courtyard, and I was not recognized by the old man. It was inevitable that I lost my heart. But with this long talk, Mo Li benefited a lot.

When Mo Li discovered the problem, he was not in a hurry. He decided to really calm down and temper his mind from this moment. At this time, the situation that had been silent for a long time outside the secret place gradually changed.

During this period, more and more people came to the secret place. The secret place, which has been closely protected by Zhengdao for many years, is now well known in Xichuan. Virtually, all parties seem to have reached an agreement and are generally stationed outside the desert. Compared with other people's first evil way, the people in the three sects of duanqing Valley and QIANZI hall are extremely anxious. With more and more people coming, the advantage of arriving first is gone.

Mo Feihuang had a bad premonition all this time, not only because he stayed here for a long time, but also because the information he got before made him sure that he had been found by the Mohist people. In recent years, with the treasure brought from the family, he has been living in Xichuan. The fight for duanqing Valley is only one last step away. He wanted to find a chance to catch up with Youming sect and qianspider hall, but who ever thought it would be a sudden change at this juncture.

Although the three groups of peers are cooperative, the gap in strength is dominated by the netherworld religion. After staying for such a long time, Mo Feihuang finds Dan Taifeng and goes to find the leader of Youming sect. Who knows that before he can start, he hears the terrible news.

"You... What did you say..."

Mo Feihuang stretched out his hand and pointed to the disciple who came to inform him. His body kept shaking.

"Tang... Master... Young master, he... He..."

Feeling Mo Feihuang's anger, the messenger's legs tremble and his forehead is constantly sweating.

One side of the Dan Tai Feng also froze, this period of time has been calm, who ever thought what would happen?

Mozixiang is dead!

In the distance came a group of men in black. On the stretcher they were carrying lay the bones of mozixiang. Disordered clothes, look frightened, all over the body covered with large and small wounds, blood will be white robe dyed a transparent, paralytic body even a few complete bones!

"Xiang'er -" Mo Feihuang staggers forward, pours on his son's body, cries and roars, and the blood red scar on his twisted face is ferocious: "who did it! Who on earth did it

The disciples of duanqing valley were silent and deeply buried. No one dared to face Mo Feihuang's fury at this time.

Seeing that no one was speaking, Mo Feihuang stepped forward with an arrow, grabbed the disciple who had come to tell him, and said, "say it! What the hell is going on

Mo Feihuang is such a son that he is very fond of. This is no secret in duanqing valley. It's no wonder that he would be so angry when he suffered such a terrible death.

"Don... Master, i... I really don't know --"

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Mo Feihuang has no reason to speak in anger. He raises his hand and wrists his neck. He turns his head again and looks coldly at a group of shivering hands.

"So many of you still let the young master be poisoned - what's the use of keeping it!"

"Brother Feihuang, you should calm down first. It's better to ask what happened first!" Seeing that Mo Feihuang was on the verge of killing, Dan Taifeng stepped forward and stopped him, comforting him: "except for this kind of thing, we didn't expect that people can't come back to life after death. Even if you kill them all, it's useless - the most urgent thing is to find out what's going on first."

Dan Tai Feng is not concerned about the life and death of these people, but now we are in alliance, so there is no need to undermine our strength at this time.

"What's the matter? What are you doing here? "

If Dan Tai Feng's words are not enough to let Mo Fei Huang to restrain his anger, suddenly the voice will be completely different.

The black crowd slowly spread towards both sides, and a figure dressed in black robes slowly approached. The eyes outside the black gauze were ancient and calm, but the cold breath spread with the movement of the feet.