"Thanks!"
Seeing Zi Que and the others' actions, Mo Qingyun smiled faintly and nodded at Zi Que and the others.
If Zi Que and the others had not stopped them and allowed Situ Cheng and Shentuli to pass, all his previous efforts would have been in vain.
Zi Que's emotions did not change in the slightest in the face of Mo Qingyun's gratitude. He said indifferently, "I made them stop not to help you, but because this old man wants to see exactly how strong your endurance is."
Boundary Breaker Ice Whirlpool Sword!
As soon as Zi Que finished speaking, he waved his ice sword and slashed out rays of sword light toward Mo Qingyun.
Zi Que's attack was extremely fast, and Mo Qingyun was seriously injured, so he could not dodge the sword light.
Slash!
Under Zi Que's sword, Mo Qingyun was immediately hit and his body was forced to retreat.
However, this time, Mo Qingyun did not fall. It was probably because Zi Que had held back.
He did not want to kill Mo Qingyun in one blow. He wanted to slowly torture Mo Qingyun so that Mo Qingyun would have no choice but to submit to him.
Slash! Slash!
Slash! The Ice Whirlpool Sword Light slammed into Mo Qingyun's body and spun rapidly, piercing through Mo Qingyun's body.
After piercing through Mo Qingyun's body, the Ice Whirlpool Sword Light did not stop and tore apart Mo Qingyun's body bit by bit.
Soon, Mo Qingyun's clothes were dyed red, and he looked a little miserable.
"Break!"
Under the attack of the Ice Whirlpool Sword Light, Mo Qingyun's expression was unyielding. He clenched his fists and roared towards the sky.
Suddenly, a strong burst of Saint Energy burst out and dispersed the Ice Whirlpool Sword Light.
After Mo Qingyun dispersed the Ice Whirlpool Sword Light, the aura that he exuded was obviously weakened.
Seeing Mo Qingyun's performance, everyone knew that he was at the end of the line.
With such a result, everyone was in no hurry to kill Mo Qingyun. They planned to slowly torture him.
"Hehe, interesting. Let me play with you!"
Seeing Mo Qingyun's appearance, Shentu Ershan sneered and raised his hand to point at Mo Qingyun.
Under Shentu Ershan's finger, a terrifying flame energy gathered at his fingertip.
Demonic Bone-Burning Finger!
Shentu Ershan's finger shot out and immediately turned into a ray of reddish-black flowing light, blasting onto Mo Qingyun's knee.
Facing Shentu Ershan's attack, Mo Qingyun was similarly powerless to dodge. His left knee was directly shattered.
With his left knee shattered, Mo Qingyun's left leg immediately went soft, and he wanted to kneel on the ground.
Just as Mo Qingyun was about to kneel down, he gritted his teeth and used his Saint Power to protect his left leg, forcing himself to remain standing.
When Mo Qingyun used his Saint Power to protect his left leg, a terrifying flame energy spread out from his left knee.
This was Shentu Ershan's finger energy, burning the bones of Mo Qingyun's left leg.
It had to be said that his finger was ruthless and domineering enough to make one feel that death was better than living.
"Mo Qingyun, how do you feel?"
Looking at Mo Qingyun, who was enduring the pain and unwilling to kneel, Shentu Ershan asked with a sneer.
Hearing Shentu Ershan's question, Mo Qingyun gritted his teeth and replied with an unyielding expression, "I feel very good. It's as comfortable as a massage. I want to do it again."
"What a wretch!"
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Shentu Ershan's face turned cold, and his face twitched in anger.
At this point, Mo Qingyun still dared to be stubborn. It was unforgivable.
Then, with a wave of his finger, Shentu Ershan blasted another finger at Mo Qingyun's right leg.
His right knee was crippled again. Mo Qingyun's right leg went limp, and he almost fell down again.
"Satisfying!"
Using Saint Power to wrap his right leg to prevent himself from kneeling, Mo Qingyun showed an arrogant expression and said, "Is this all you've got? What other moves do you have? Show them all. I'm waiting to enjoy it. "
"You're courting death!"
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Situ Qing coldly shouted from the side, and a gust of Saint Power quickly gathered in his palm.
This gust of Saint Power blasted out from Situ Qing's palm, and turned into black wolf shadows.
Nine Serenities Sun Devouring Demonic Wolf Palm!
The black wolf shadows moved quickly, and in an instant, they crossed the sky and arrived in front of Mo Qingyun.
Then, these black wolf shadows pounced on Mo Qingyun, and tore at Mo Qingyun in a frenzy.
Under the biting of the black wolf shadows, Mo Qingyun was immediately seriously injured, and his flesh was badly mangled.
However, Mo Qingyun still showed an unyielding expression, and his gaze was cold as he confronted Zi Que and the others.
Seeing Mo Qingyun's action, Ding Zhao's expression immediately turned cold. His figure flashed, and he charged directly at Mo Qingyun, shouting, "Mo Qingyun, you crippled my son. Today, I'll make you pay with your life."
"Stop!"
"Ding Zhao, stop, we haven't played enough!"
"Don't be in a hurry to kill him, we can't let him go so easily."
…
Seeing Ding Zhao's action, Zi Que and the others' faces darkened, and they reprimanded him.
However, Ding Zhao did not pay attention to Zi Que and the others' words, and he punched out without hesitation.
This was his best chance for revenge. If he missed it, he would not have another chance to attack Mo Qingyun.
He could see that Zi Que valued Mo Qingyun very much, and he would definitely not let Mo Qingyun die.
Mo Qingyun had the Heavenly Soul Demon Tribe and the Genesis Creation Bloodline, and his value to the Dark Demon Tribe was too great. He was the source of the Dark Demon Tribe's high-grade bloodline.
As long as Mo Qingyun's life was spared, the younger generation of the Dark Demon Tribe would be able to produce geniuses one after another.
Heaven Trampling Collapsing Punch!
Ding Zhao didn't hold back the moment he made his move. He directly used his full strength and punched at Mo Qingyun's head.
Suddenly, a terrifying surge of Saint Power madly gathered, and rapidly formed a whirlpool of fist shadows.
Boom!
Ding Zhao's fist hit Mo Qingyun's head, and immediately there was a loud explosion.
After being hit by Ding Zhao's punch, Mo Qingyun's body trembled, and a terrifying force wave was generated under his feet.
Under the impact of this force wave, the ground under Mo Qingyun's feet was immediately shaken into a large pit.
When the large pit appeared, a mysterious force suddenly erupted from Mo Qingyun's head.
In the blink of an eye, a stone door with an ancient aura flew out from Mo Qingyun's head.
This was the original body of the Light Door Martial Soul, and also the Gate of Fortune.
Mo Qingyun's head flew out from the Gate of Fortune, and it blocked Ding Zhao's punch, preventing Mo Qingyun's sea of consciousness from being destroyed.
Crack crack crack …
However, after the Gate of Destinies blocked Ding Zhao's attack, it began to shatter rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, the Gate of Fortune was torn into pieces, and it returned to Mo Qingyun's body.
"That … that's the Gate of Fortune. The Gate of Fortune is indeed in his body!"
Seeing the Gate of Fortune appear, Zi Que's expression immediately changed to one of surprise.
As soon as Zi Que finished speaking, his figure moved, and he quickly flew toward Mo Qingyun.
"The Gate of Fortune is in Mo Qingyun's body. We must capture Mo Qingyun."
"I didn't expect the Gate of Fortune to reappear after disappearing for so many years."
"Old man Zi Que, Mo Qingyun is mine. Don't even think about taking him away."
"Humph! You can't stop me with just the few of you! "
…
Seeing the Gate of Fortune in Mo Qingyun's body, Zi Que and the others immediately attacked, wanting to capture Mo Qingyun.
As Zi Que and the others attacked, the rest of the people from the four forces also joined in the battle.
For a moment, the scene was chaotic, but no one paid any attention to Mo Qingyun.
Seeing such a scene, Mo Qingyun's expression was slightly stunned. He did not expect this to happen.
While Mo Qingyun was still in shock, a terrifying wave of Saint Energy suddenly came from the ancestral tomb.
"The inheritance is complete!"
Sensing the wave of Saint Energy, Mo Qingyun's expression immediately brightened, and he became excited.
Although he had paid a great price, he had finally fulfilled his promise.
Seeing that he had fulfilled his promise, Mo Qingyun separated from the Witchcraft Remnant Thought, and removed the state of fusion.
At this moment, the Witchcraft Remnant Thought's aura was weak, and its body was transparent like moonlight.
It seemed that in the fusion earlier, it had used up too much of its Saint Energy, and it was completely exhausted.
"Boy, leave with the little girl immediately. I'll cover the two of you."
After separating from Mo Qingyun, the Witchcraft Remnant Thought told Mo Qingyun what to do. A gratified smile appeared on its face, and it said, "That little girl has good taste. She made the best choice in her life by acknowledging you as her master."
Although the Sorcerer's Remnant Will had merged with Mo Qingyun, he had seen everything that had happened earlier clearly.
Mo Qingyun's actions earlier had won its respect once again. It knew that it could not have done that.
Hearing the Witchcraft Remnant Thought's words, Mo Qingyun did not hesitate. He turned around and flew into the ancestral tomb.
Mo Qingyun's figure flashed, and he flew a thousand meters away, disappearing in front of everyone's eyes.
"Quick … Stop, Mo Qingyun is escaping!"
"Damn it, I really can't let my guard down against that boy. He really can't be underestimated."
"Stop fighting, let's kill Mo Qingyun first."
"Chase, he can't escape. There's no exit in the ancestral tomb."
…
Zi Que and the others exchanged a few words, and they reached a consensus and chased into the ancestral tomb.
Seeing Zi Que and the others' actions, the Witchcraft Remnant Thought came up to them and said proudly, "Little girl, this is all I can do for you. It's up to you to keep your lives."
"I'll use my life in exchange for the eternal existence of the Merfolk Clan. Hahaha!"
The Witchcraft Remnant Thought laughed loudly, and its body exploded, bursting out a terrifying storm of Saint Energy.
Although the Witchcraft Remnant Thought was just a remnant thought, its strength was comparable to the Mastery Saint Stage. Its self-destruction was not to be underestimated.
Faced with the self-destruction of the Witchcraft Remnant Thought, Zi Que and the others paused, and their footsteps were stopped.
When Zi Que and the others stopped, Mo Qingyun entered the ancestral tomb and saw the King Devourer who had completed the inheritance.
At this moment, the King Devourer's cultivation had reached the peak of the Intermediate Saint Stage. His eyes were wet as he looked at Mo Qingyun.
Although she had just received the inheritance, she had sensed everything that had happened in the ancestral tomb.
Mo Qingyun had suffered such serious injuries because of her. She was only Mo Qingyun's servant.
"Master, I …"
Looking at Mo Qingyun in front of him, the King Devourer's eyes glowed, and he could not control his emotions.
"Peak of the Intermediate Saint Stage, very good!"
Looking at the excited King Devourer, Mo Qingyun raised his hand to interrupt her and said, "Don't say anything unnecessary now. Let's kill our way out of here while I can still hold on."
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