Time seems to be able to change a qiē!

However, there are some things within the Three Realms that may not change with the passage of time, such as unforgettable love and never-ending hatred.

Although it is said to be the Valley of No Hatred, there is a Hall of Long Hatred!

The Valley of No Hates is definitely a wonderful and spooky place. Love and hate, wonderfully intertwined. A lot of people here, perhaps, are freaks.

The name and story of Mo Wuxian are a paradox in themselves. Bai Muhuan's face and heart never seemed to match. However, they all seem to have waited for the day when they will end their lives.

In the valley of no hatred, the murderous aura is hazy. In Panlong Valley, hatred is like the wind.

The white sun in the sky wants to rotate gradually. It's just that everyone knows that there will be no dark sun rising in the sky tonight, but a blood moon hanging high.

In the Valley of Silence, the white-eyed old man was still sitting in front of the hut. Squinting his eyes, he looked at the curved blood moon, couldn't help but smile coldly, and then looked in the direction of the coiling dragon.

"As soon as the blood moon comes out, it will be a killing! It's just that you don't go too out of line, without the Valley of Hatred, who will guard the door for the old man?"

"That old bird, he actually gave the fairy talisman, a shameless old thing!"

"Those armors are a little dangerous!"

"I hope it won't rain for a while! ”

The white-eyed old man, talking to himself, thinking to himself, some of the words are still a little inexplicable, it is estimated that only he understands.

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Panlong Valley, the void fluctuates. Several figures appeared on Mo Wuxie's side, and they were naturally Mo Wuxi's people.

Led by two people. One of them, a male cultivator, wears a brocade robe and embroiders a unicorn on his back. The unicorn stepped on the clouds. Majestic-looking. Another female cultivator, dressed in a black dress, was unusually cold and glamorous. The black phoenix on the dress spewed flames from its mouth, lifelike.

They were none other than the Xuanfeng Pavilion Lord and the Jinlin Pavilion Master.

It's just that at this time, they are holding fairy swords. There seems to be a hint of blood on his body. Behind them, stood the two Xuan Immortal Sevenfolds that Mo Wuxian had summoned in the dark night. It seems that they have identified themselves.

"Huh?" Mo Zhenshan looked at the people. Especially when he swept over the two Xuan Immortals, his heart moved, but he sneered slightly, "Mo has no hatred." You're in a good position. More than 2,000 years. In the Valley of Hatred, there are still your people?"

"There is much help for the righteous, but little help for the unjust. In the entire Valley of Innocence, if you hadn't been blinded, maybe there would have been more people standing behind me! At this time, I'm afraid there are still many people who haven't stood up, and they are just the tip of the iceberg. Mo Wuxian sneered.

One last word. It is a kind of psychological warfare. In fact, the hateless Valley monk who is loyal to Mo Wuxian. There were only a handful, but now that the two Xuan Immortal Sevenfolds were standing behind him, the significance was far greater than the combat power.

Mo Zhenshan didn't seem to be moved by Mo Wuxian's words, but the two managers Guo and Bai behind him were slightly moved. It's just that none of them looked back at this time. They know their status, and if they act rashly, they will definitely be unstable.

But at this time, Bai Muhuan didn't seem to understand this at a glance. There was a slight murderous look in his eyes, and he slowly glanced back. This glance, it didn't matter, it instantly shocked the hearts of many monks in the Valley of Hatred.

"Ma'am, you're starting to doubt us!" thought to everyone. For a while, everyone was in danger and looked nervous.

"Go back to the Shaogu Lord! Dai Zongguan will destroy his soul, Mo San is afraid of sin, and he doesn't know where to go!" It was a Xuan Immortal Sevenfold behind Mo Wuxian who spoke.

This is interesting, it may be normal for Mr. Dai to die, because if Xuanfeng and Jinlin make a move, it will basically be a second kill.

Mo San is the person who Mo Zhenshan has just sent away, and the Xuanxian Ninefold Dà is complete, so there must be some arrangements. However, he was afraid of sin and disappeared. What does that mean?

At this time, Mo Zhenshan's heart was shocked, and he suddenly had a feeling of being calculated.

Because, Mo San was his personal guard, and he sent Mo San to unite with immortal-level figures to intercept Xuanfeng and Jinlin.

However, at present, there should be no interception. Otherwise, Xuanfeng and Jinlin Tianxian would just be perfect, and it would be impossible to enter Panlong Valley so smoothly.

"Well done!" Mo Wuxian said in a loud voice, "Five Immortals of Cold Dust Valley, what's wrong?"

"Back to the young valley master, the five immortals of Lengchen are all quietly retreating, and they don't care about anything else. It's just that let the subordinates ask the young valley master how he is okay!"

Wow -

This question and answer almost instantly detonated the audience.

The people of the Valley of No Hatred naturally understand what this means. The five immortals of cold dust, standing by and watching, such an attitude seems to be enough to change a qiē.

The Shura Palace, the Youfu Palace, and other Blood Moon Cultivators also figured out a few traces of their incomprehensible meanings. It seems that after 2,000 years, Mo Wuxian's return is quite strong.

Yiqiē, it's all arranged.

The female cultivator of the UFO Hall looked at Guo Jia and couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Envoy Guo, the Shura Palace will always be so far-sighted. The matter of the Five Immortals of Cold Dust Valley, I don't know if it is expected by the envoy Guo?"

The nun of the UF Hall seems to mean something.

"Who can see through the internal affairs of the Hatless Valley? It's just that no matter who is the lord of the valley, the Shura Palace is willing to form a good relationship with it for eternity and develop together. Guo Jia smiled faintly, and his words were still watertight.

At this time, Mo Zhenshan laughed "haha", and the immortal power of the Heavenly Immortal Triple came out, and this laughter directly stunned some monks. For a while, the audience was silent.

Then, Mo Zhenshan looked at Mo Wuxian and said, "Ignorant child, why bother to make a fool of yourself? The five immortals of Cold Dust Valley have not asked about the world for many years, who doesn't know? Otherwise, how can you escape when you killed your father and rebelled against the valley?"

"Today, you will entangle external forces to make chaos in the valley and kill Xuan Immortals, but there is no need for the five immortals of cold dust to go out of the customs to suppress it, and the master of this valley is enough. But you are so unashamed that you say that the five generations asked the young valley lord how good?

"The five immortals of Cold Dust Valley, if you really don't want to be the valley master below, just one sentence, and Mo will naturally abdicate. However, for more than 2,000 years, what is the position of the Five Immortals? The thriving Valley of No Hate is enough to prove it?"

Mozhen Mountain is worthy of being Mozhen Mountain, a word, loud and loud, spread all over the Valley of No Hatred.

In an instant, this made the hearts of the entire Hatless Valley feel stable. The Five Immortals of Cold Dust Valley, if they really don't want Mo Zhenshan to be the valley master, it is estimated that they will not be able to be silent for two thousand years. Mozhen Mountain is also unable to sit firmly in the position of the valley master.

"Hehe, this time, that time! Skynet is magnificent, negligent but not leaky. Mo Wuxian looked at Mo Wuxian, Bai Muhuan and the others coldly, "Today, your dirty things back then will be revealed to the world!"

"Valley Lord, you don't have to say much to them! I have already ordered the elders and powers in the valley to surround Panlong Valley!" At this time, Chief Manager Guo behind Mo Zhenshan lowered his voice. He is Mo Zhenshan's sworn friend, and if Mo Zhenshan falls, he won't be able to live.

"Why bother so much?" "Heavenly Immortal Sixfold Sunglasses sneered, "Divine Dragon Pavilion Master, at most, it's no more than the Heavenly Immortal Triple Realm! Old man, one person is enough to level a qiē. ”

What he said was not a big word, but the truth. Judging from the shape of the surface today, the Sixfold Realm of Heavenly Immortals is indeed an unstoppable existence in the field!

It's just that Mo Zhenshan didn't speak, but frowned slightly.

Because, some things, are no longer in his expectation. For example, Mo San's nameless disappearance, the attitude of Cold Dust Valley, and the people who are now drunken Moluo, why didn't they appear?

Although, he said that the five immortals of Cold Dust Valley have been in retreat and so on, but as the Mo family and the mastermind of the last coup, Mo Zhenshan knows too well what Cold Dust Valley's silent position means.

If it weren't for the silence of the Heavenly Immortal-level cultivators led by Cold Dust Valley, how could he become the valley master back then? Also, how could Mo Wuxian have such a powerful immortal rune?

Everything seems to be going in a bad direction.

At this time, Mo Zhenshan was able to stabilize his injuries by pressing his qi and blood.

As long as Mo Wuxian has another immortal talisman like that, it is a hateless flag, and he can't save him, Mo Zhenshan will definitely die.

At this time, the day disappeared completely, and a blood moon hung in the void.

The blood-red light enveloped the entire Valley of Innocence. The hall of long hatred, scattered with colorful rays, under the blood moon, is a little weird. Everyone in the audience had a hint of foreboding, but Bai Muhuan had a smile in his eyes.

There was also a dark corner, and a strange spell was forming in the hands of the black veil woman, a secret technique that the white wooden ring had taught her.

"The position of the lord of the valley without hatred should be the residence of the virtuous! No, the wolves and beasts can sit. Perhaps, everyone needs to know the truth of the year!"

At this time, a voice sounded beside Mo Wuxie, and a person strode forward. (To be continued......)