Gu Baiyi said, "Xi 'er, I'll leave Bai Wuhai to you!"
Mu Qian walked in front of Bai Wuhai and said, "Your East Temple has lost, the East Temple should be ours. Bai Wuhai, you don't have any life saving chips left. "
Bai Wuhai trembled, his face was full of despair!
He shouted, "Lord Ming Ji, save me … Lord Ming Ji …"
At this time, Ming Ji was fighting with Ziyou outside, how could she have time to care for him!
Jiu Ye glanced at Ming Ji, the dark power shattered this space!
"Feng Jiu Ye!"
Ming Ji saw Feng Jiu Ye panic and fear, her dark power burned and tore open a space.
Run!
Feng Jiu Ye said to Ziyou, "Chase!"
He stayed by Mu Qian's side, although the enemies were almost cleared, he couldn't allow anything to happen to Mu Qian.
"No one can save you, Ming Ji can't even protect herself, you will become food for the Flame Dragon Sword!"
The Flame Dragon Sword moved and directly pierced his heart!
"Ah!" He screamed in pain, his soul was also swallowed by the Flame Dragon Sword.
Jiu Ye waved his hand, Bai Wuhai's body turned into white bones, instantly turned into powder and disappeared.
The Lord of the East Temple, Bai Wuhai, died, his soul was swallowed, he died without a whole body.
Mu Qian walked out, the Lord of Sanskrit said, "Amitabha! Amitabha! "
Mu Qian said, "Lord of Sanskrit, you did not do a good job as a notary."
"This is this poor monk's mistake!" The Lord of Sanskrit bowed his head.
"Then, I ask the Lord of Sanskrit's help in merging the East Temple. After all, even if the East Temple lost a few elites, they still have many roots, it will not be easy to deal with them. "
The Lord of Sanskrit knew that he was in the wrong and said, "This is natural!"
"This time, we also lost a lot, but as a notary, you sat back and did nothing, you have to give me an explanation."
The Lord of Sanskrit was helpless, they couldn't enter that space restriction! He didn't deliberately sit back and do nothing.
"I said that you will be a fair and just judge, the fairness of the Kingdom of Sanskrit is only so-so."
The Lord of Sanskrit said, "We will compensate you!"
Mu Qian smiled, "Of course, compensation is also necessary, but I have another request."
The Brahma Sound Kingdom Lord asked, "What request?"
"All of you, return immediately. I don't care if your Holy Son Yin Ruochen is in seclusion or doing something else. Send him to the Northern Chill Palace! I would like to invite him to be a guest of the Northern Chill Palace for a few days. That's not too much, is it? "
"This …"
"Don't worry. The Sanskrit Sound Saint has a kind and merciful heart. No one can bear to kill him. Naturally, I can't bear to kill him either. Your Majesty, you don't need to worry about his safety. If you don't agree, my Northern Chill Hall will not let this matter rest. "
The Brahma Sound Kingdom Lord sighed and said, "Alright!"
The people of the Brahma Divine Kingdom had retreated. Now, only the people of the Ghost Doctor Tower and the Northern Chill Temple were left.
As for the others, they quickly retreated after realizing that something was wrong, afraid that they would become cannon fodder.
Soon, Ziyou returned.
Ziyou said with a bitter expression, "Ye, Ming Ji has escaped."
"He ran away!" In an instant, the pressure on the entire Island of No Return dropped.
Ziyou was also drenched in cold sweat. "Someone rescued her. I wonder who it is? But I lost him. "
"You can go back to the Blood Prison now. Go to the Blood Sea and Flame Sea to receive your punishment!"
Ziyou's face collapsed in an instant. "Ye, this is too ruthless! I will shed a few layers of skin, my God! I have to stay in the Four Realms to protect the little beauty, you … "
Jiu Ye hugged Mu Qian and said. "Xi will be protected. You can leave now!"
Ziyou felt that the whole sky was about to collapse. Even if she wanted to die, she could only leave.
The battle between the East Temple and the Northern Chill Temple shook the entire Four Realms.
When the people of the Northern Chill Temple left the Island of No Return and returned to the Northern Territory safely, the next step was to suppress the East Temple.
The Northern Chill Temple won. From now on, there will only be two three-star forces in the Four Realms.
No, the strength of the Ghost Doctor Tower is enough to become the third major force.
The Lord of the Temple is dead, the Saintess is dead, the Young Lord is missing. All the masters with a little strength are dead.
Now, the East Temple's strength is not even comparable to a two-star force. How can they resist the strong attack of the Northern Chill Temple?
The other forces originally had the idea of sharing a piece of the cake, but the Northern Chill Temple is so aggressive. Coupled with the help of the Sanskrit Divine Kingdom, who dares to intervene is simply courting death.
The Great Elder was locked in the dungeon. After dealing with the matter, Mu Qian went to find him.
When he saw Mu Qian coming, he said. "Kill me!"
Mu Qian said. "Yes! I'm here to kill you today. "
The Great Elder sneered. "Hahaha! Even if you kill me to avenge Mu Fengling, you can't save him. You will forever lose the Second Uncle who loves you! "
Mu Qian coldly said. "Who said I can't save my Second Uncle! I can do it! "
"Puff!" A dagger was sent into the Great Elder's heart.
The Great Elder's eyes widened. This is not the worst result!
"Ah!"
He felt his soul being convulsed, and the pain of his soul leaving his body made him scream miserably.
"Mu Qian, what are you doing? What are you going to do with my soul? "
Mu Qian imprisoned the Great Elder's soul and walked out of the dungeon to the underground palace.
"When the time comes, you will know."
The Great Elder is in the underground palace, looking at the quiet Mu Fengling who is sleeping.
His body is intact, and what's even more incredible is that he can feel the vitality in his body.
"This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible! "
"The backlash of the curse will destroy the body and scatter the soul. How can Mu Fengling be fine? This is fake! It's fake! "
Mu Qian coldly said. "My Second Uncle will naturally be fine!"
"He will be fine!"
"Xi!" Mu Qian was about to use the curse, but Jiu Ye hugged her from behind.
He was a little worried. After all, it's a curse. The power of the curse is not easy to control.
Mu Qian clenched his hand and said. "Don't worry, this time, I can't fail! I won't fail! "
The Great Elder only has one soul. She only has one chance to lift the curse on her Second Uncle. Once she fails, there will be no more chances.
Mu Qian used all her spiritual force to read the contents of the Ten Thousand Curse Compendium countless times in her mind.
Her eyes condensed, she used her spiritual force and began to tear the Great Elder's soul.
Yes! It's tearing!
"Ah!" The Great Elder's soul screamed!
His soul was torn apart, he felt that his soul is about to scatter. This feeling is too torturous.
Not only that, he also saw his soul turning into a curse, a black curse.
"You … … you … … you actually know a curse, and it's such a high-level curse, how is it possible?"
"The little girl from the Donghuang Mu Clan has actually mastered the curse technique!"
Curse techniques were clearly something that only the Curse Master Clan's bloodline could cultivate!
Then there is only one reason, only one … …
"Mu Xuan, Mu Xuan gave that thing to you … … I … … I missed such a good opportunity … …"
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