"Kill !!" In response to Mo Zhi's delirium, there was a hoarse roar, and the thunder pillar flickered more intensely, but the red light of those blood-colored eyes was still extremely dazzling, and the people inside had never listened to him seriously.

At this moment, dense voices rang out from all directions, as if through the thick clouds, countless people were chanting:

"Nam no Amitabha night Amitabha night, Amitabha night, Amitabha Dupo ......"

This voice carried a divine power that caused the yin qi around it to begin to contract significantly.

Mo Zhiyu raised his eyes slightly, as if sensing someone's arrival. At this moment, his eyes finally lit up with the intertwined colors of gold and fire, and the molten colors wrapped around him, mixed with the power of lightning and lightning.

"No way!" Yun Shi shouted, because with the help of this sudden voice, Yun Shi finally didn't have to use the power of one person to involve these yin qi, so she directly withdrew the magic circle in her hand and quickly rushed towards Mo Zhiyu.

But Mo Zhidelirium didn't care about it, the power in his body became stronger and stronger, and the tragic screams in the thunder pillar were also rising.

In that last hoarse roar, Mo Zhi spoke silently, but said to the blood-red eyes inside: "This is what I gave you, the last dignity." ”

"Whew!"

Finally, the concentration of power in the thunder pillar reached the extreme, and in an instant, the body inside was finally completely torn apart. Yun Shi finally rushed to Mo Zhiyu's side at this time, his hands formed in a formation, and he directly slapped Mo Zhiyu on the back, resealing all the power surging out of his whole body!

In the blink of an eye, the thunder pillar retracted the sky, and the thunderclouds in the sky quickly dissipated, and the terrifying power around Mo Zhiyu's body was also completely suppressed at this moment, he fell back a little prostration, Yun Shi supported him, but Yun Shi's body was also disappearing rapidly, so he just helped him slowly kneel to the ground.

"Why?" This is the last question before the cloud poem dissipates.

"Because I'm selfish." Mo Zhiyu lightly coughed up a mouthful of blood, spread out his palm, and caught the gossip jade coin that fell from mid-air, "The people of the old Mo family, no matter how useless, they shouldn't die in the hands of outsiders." ”

He let out a long sigh of relief.

The chanting around him became clearer and clearer, and the terrifying yin qi became thinner and thinner, and he finally heard the voice clearly: "Nam no Amitabha night Amitabha Night, Amitabha Night, Amitabha Dha Buddha, ......Amitabha Buddha

"It turned out to be Lei Yin Pavilion...... Curse ...... Death" Mo Zhiyu looked up at the sky, and the dazzling sunlight finally tore through the darkness and drove away the gloom with great speed. The sun was scorching, and it was already halfway through noon.

"Young master! Less hosts! Eager shouts were mixed with eager footsteps, and Mingyue ran over with five golden-armored warriors, with stretchers in their hands.

It just so happened that Mo Zhiyu had lost the strength to walk, so these people lifted him on a stretcher.

"Young master, how do you feel?" Mingyue took out an oil-paper umbrella and shielded Mo Zhiyu from the sun.

"Just lie down...... Without direct sunlight, Mo Zhiyu was still able to squint his eyes slightly and speak, "I should be able to ride a horse tomorrow, and I can go back to Nanlu with you." ”

"Young master don't have to be in a hurry, we have a carriage, you can take care of your injuries." Mingyue said respectfully.

Mo Zhiyu saw that Mingyue had been looking around since just now, so he asked with some curiosity, "What are you looking for?" ”

"Looking for ......" Mingyue paused for a moment and replied respectfully, "May I ask the young master, where is Mr. Yunda?" ”

The gossip jade coin hanging on Mo Zhiyu's chest reflected the light in the sun, and Mo Zhiyu didn't intend to tell the whole story of Yun Shi, so he said: "She didn't come in the first place, she just shared some soul power before." Now that the matter is over, she certainly doesn't need to bother with it anymore. ”

"I see." Mingyue nodded slightly, then closed her lips, her eyes flickered, and finally she couldn't help but ask her master for real verification, "Young master, there is something Mingyue doesn't know whether to ask." ”

"If you don't ask, don't ask." Mo Zhiyu replied casually, making Mingyue deflated.

Mo Zhiyu glanced at Mingyue's appearance, and then laughed again: "Just kidding, don't be so serious, say it, what do you want to ask." ”

"Mingyue wants to ask...... Mingyue slowed down and considered the words, "Our young lady, but Mr. Yunda?" ”

Mingyue asked this, Mo Zhiyu's eyes widened suddenly, he looked at Mingyue, and asked very curiously: "I don't know?!" ”

Mingyue was slightly embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "The slave really doesn't know, and I ask the young master to punish him." ”

"I said I don't like it when you call yourself a 'minion'!" Mo Zhiyu immediately corrected Mingyue's self-proclaim.

"Yes, slave...... Mingyue was anxious just now, please forgive the young master. Mingyue immediately changed her words.

Then Mo Zhiyu closed his eyes again, and said slowly: "The time I was caught by the Xianhua League before, she used your power, and I thought you two already knew. ”

"At that time, Yunda ...... The young lady did not reveal her true face to us, and we only recognized your ring. Mingyue explained respectfully, "Qingfeng and I both know the meaning of the ring to you, and in this world, you and me, as well as Qingfeng, the only one left who knows the ring should be the other owner of the ring."

That's why Qingfeng and I will listen to its command. Moreover, the young lady's strategy at that time was also very effective, and we did not doubt her identity. It's just that although we guessed some, we never thought that the young lady would really be the 'Mr. Yunda'. ”

Mo Zhiyu opened one eye slightly and glanced at Mingyue, and then laughed: "It seems that you have no confidence in me,"

"Don't dare, don't dare." Mingyue hurriedly said, "Young master, we admire your ability." The golden-armored warriors around him who had not spoken all this time also echoed.

"Alright." Mo Zhiyu couldn't stand this group of people anymore, and changed the topic, "What happened to the others?" ”

"It's the people from Lei Yin Pavilion who are here, Mr. Jin and Elder Dong are discussing with the people of Lei Yin Pavilion about rebuilding Jinrong City." Mingyue reported respectfully, "People from other branches of the Jiuzhi Sect are also coming one after another, after all, it is a thousand-year-old sect, although the loss is great this time, but the strength is still there." Tianjian Mountain also sent someone over to help for the first time. ”

(End of chapter)