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Yunyan is crying, if Mo WanChen died here, she is willing to go with him.

At the moment when Mo WanChen was ready to abolish his cultivation, a golden light suddenly came out of his forehead.

The whole space seems to be solidified.

"No, things have changed."

Hanchuan's forehead was sweating, and a breath of death enveloped him.

He wanted to escape from here, but he found that his body could not move at all. He felt like a mermaid.

"What a prince of Jin, he still has such a card."

Mu Yu was also amazed. He was the only one who was not affected by the golden light.

Boom

Just when Mo WanChen was about to turn over, a sudden roar burst out in the distance. A figure in blood broke through the void and instantly arrived behind Mo WanChen.

A blood palm pats behind Mo WanChen. Mo WanChen's body is like a kite with broken line and flies out from afar.

Poof, blood spat all over the floor.

The golden light on his forehead also dissipated in an instant, and the surrounding space immediately recovered as usual.

"It's him."

Mu Yu eyebrows pick, this person is not others, it is the name he saw on the roof of the other courtyard of the people in blood.

"I didn't think I was defeated."

Mo WanChen sighed, and the palm of the man in blood had completely damaged him. Now he could not bring up any spiritual power.

In this situation, his ending is obvious.

"It turned out to be Li Changlao of the blood god cult."

Mobie crane was surprised. The elder of the blood god cult was sent to him long ago. He thought that the elder was just a man of average strength.

Unexpectedly, in this situation, he helped himself to turn the tide.

"Elder Li, thanks to you. Otherwise, my prince will die here today."

Mobie crane's grateful arched hand.

Li Changlao squeezed out a smile and said: "master, let me protect you. I will do my best."

"However, the elder's hand is not free. I have a request. I hope his Highness the fourth prince will answer."

If ordinary people ask him directly, Mo biehe will not even pay attention to it.

However, Li Changlao was different. He not only saved his own life, but also his terrible cultivation made him want to attract.

"Mr. Li, please go ahead." Mo BIE he said respectfully.

Li Chang said with a gloomy smile: "our blood god cult wants to be the national religion of Jin. I don't know if you want to be the fourth prince."

After thinking slightly, Mo BIE he immediately laughed and said, "it's a small matter, it's a small matter, but I haven't become the emperor of Jin yet. If you are a blood god..."

Li Changlao naturally understood and nodded: "with the power of our blood god religion, I can easily wish you ascend the throne."

"If the fourth prince wants it, we can let you succeed to the throne of Jin in three days."

"Is that true?"

As soon as mobie crane's eyes brightened, he began to breathe quickly. He said excitedly, "please teach me. The earlier you can ascend the throne, the better."

Lying on the ground, Mo WanChen, who was seriously injured, said angrily, "Mo biehe, if you cooperate with this cult, you will kill the state of Jin. Stop as soon as possible."

Mo BIE he said with a smile: "third brother, don't worry, even if the state of Jin is really destroyed in my hands, you won't see that day."

"Today I'll get rid of you first, and tomorrow I'll go to the palace to send our father, who is seriously ill in bed, to the West. The throne is mine, ha ha ha..."