The power of the heavenly immortals turned into calamity, and went straight to Mo Wuxian. And Mo Wuxian has no way to hide, no way to avoid it. The true immortal is only fivefold, even if there is a soul talisman to protect the body, this time, it is also certain to die.

As soon as Amu's mind moved, the demon coffin wanted to go to sea.

But at this moment, suddenly, a red figure in the void blocked Mo Wuxian's front.

"Red Old!" Mo Wuxian exclaimed.

The man was dressed in a red robe, with white hair and several vertical and horizontal scars on his face, which looked quite hideous. He is the red old man mentioned a few days ago.

That was the only immortal-level power among the Heavenly Immortals of the Hatless Valley who secretly supported Mo Wuxian. Because, Mo Wuxian's father, Mo Yunshan, once saved the life of the old red tens of thousands of years ago.

Mo has returned without hatred, and Hong Lao has heard of it. Today, Hong Lao lurked in the dark, and wanted to give Mo Zhenshan a fatal blow at the most critical moment. However, because of the presence of the six sunglasses of the Heavenly Immortals, he did not find a chance for a long time.

But at this time, Mo Wuxian was already worried about his life, and Hong Lao had to show up to make a move.

Heavenly Immortal Double Realm, his cultivation realm is far inferior to sunglasses. However, since Hong Lao appeared, he didn't plan to live. The power of the Heavenly Immortal Tribulation is no stranger to the Red Elder, who is also a Heavenly Immortal.

He appeared in front of Mo Wuxian, just to save him with death. Otherwise, there is no way.

"Young master, take care in the future!" shouted the old red. That was the first and last sentence that Hong Lao said after he appeared. Mo Wuxian's heart was shocked, it was a bad premonition.

When the red old man appeared, his hands were already in a half-sealed state. Then the rapid change, Mo Wuxian could no longer see clearly. Among the monks who were alive were Mo Zhenshan and Gan Tianqing. You can see his seal.

"Desperation Ascension Technique!" Gan Tianqing couldn't help but gasp. Are the monks of the Valley of No Hate so fierce?

The six-fold sunglasses of the Heavenly Immortals, before he died, he also had to perform the Heavenly Immortal Transformation Robbery Technique to kill Mo Wuxi. And this red old man, in order to save Mo Wuxian, actually performed the trick of desperation to ascend to heaven.

The so-called Desperation Ascension Technique is a secret method for instantly improving one's cultivation. But. This kind of exercise is purely to quench thirst by drinking a donkey, and it is even a kind of suicide. Once this trick is cast. Regardless of the final victory or defeat, the person who casts the seal will surely destroy his soul in a moment.

But this moment was enough for Hong Lao. A blood-red light that pierced the sky. Directly meet the power of the Heavenly Immortal Sixfold Tribulation.

The Desperate Ascension Recipe is a catastrophe for the immortals!

Both of them in the void are brilliant lights that cost their lives. Crashed into each other. It was an absolutely shocking scene.

The forcibly promoted cultivation makes the red light of the red elder be able to resolve the catastrophe of the immortals.

Boom -

However, this time, the immortal power actually produced a strange balance, and more immortal power actually soared into the night sky and disappeared into the sky. Only the aftermath is in Panlong Valley. Like a wheel spreading, it smelled of blood.

White wood rings around the body up and down. It's all blood dream camellias, smiling even brighter. Because of the Valley of No Hatred, another immortal has fallen.

Mo Wuxian escaped a catastrophe, and the most important Heavenly Immortal Sixfold completely fell, causing Mo Zhenshan to lose its biggest support.

"Kill—"

At this time, the shape shì had completely reversed to the side of Mo Wuxian.

Mozhen Mountain Heavenly Immortal is threefold, but he has been seriously injured. Gan Tianqing's red robe was unfurled, and in his sleeves, the sword was like a dragon. The ink-colored long whip in Ye Xingbai's hand had appeared, like an ink snake dancing wildly, and he also went straight to Mozhen Mountain.

The two pavilion masters of Shenlong and Mogui joined forces, which was enough to suppress Mozhen Mountain, and even it was a matter of time before he was killed. The rest of the people are not to be worried.

The two major pavilion masters, Xuanfeng and Jinlin, and the two major Xuanxian Sevenfold under Mo Wuxian's subordinates, were all directly killed.

The shouts of killing continued, because the strength of Mo Zhenshan's diehard men was still strong. High-level Xuan Immortals, no less than dozens of people. It's just that there is no heavenly immortal pressing array.

Mo Zhenshan had just broken a summoning immortal talisman, but he didn't respond. In fact, he will never get a response. Because, the power he expected was suppressed by the Heavenly Immortal Nine Folds of Cold Dust Valley. And the drunken man seems to have given up on him.

At this time, Mo Wuxian glanced at the shape and shouted:

Mozhen Mountain, Bai Muhuan, and the wolf bèi are traitors, framing the old valley owner, and forcing the hateless to live in exile for 2,000 years. Today, he returns without hatred, only to avenge his father, to clear the grievances of his innocent and dead comrades, and to eliminate harm for the valley of no hatred. Therefore, only the first evil will be punished, and the rest will not be considered. ”

"Those who know the times are handsome, and those who serve the young master without hatred and the lord of the valley are exempt from their crimes. Those who resist stubbornly will be killed!" Amu shouted beside him.

At this time, the form shì was already extremely beneficial to Mo Wuxi. The shouting of the two people made the fight in the field suddenly loosen. In the Valley of No Hatred, there are naturally many immortals, but no one shows up at this time, which naturally explains some problems.

The Pavilion Master of the Xuantian Pavilion was not able to be suppressed.

"Below, I am willing to serve the hateless young master as the valley master, and swear allegiance to the death!" I don't know if it was the monk who shouted. Only Mo Wuxian saw it, and it was actually a shadow of his own mixed with the enemy.

Don't underestimate this sound, but it is a spark that can start a prairie fire.

The 36 million years of inheritance of the Valley of No Hatred, the iron law of the valley owner, is the surname Mo. Whether it is Mo Zhenshan or Mo Wuxian, only the bloodline of the Mo family can sit firmly in the position of the lord of the Valley without hatred.

In history, there have been cases where foreign surnames wanted to usurp the throne. There were three times in total, but within three days each time, the valley owner with a different surname must have been killed by a thunderbolt. Since then, there has been no foreign surname coveting the position of the valley lord.

Except for those forces that are die-hard loyalists, which Mo family member and who is the valley master are almost the same for them.

Saving one's life is the first priority! Therefore, when a voice of willingness to serve the hateless young master as the valley lord was raised, someone responded instantly. The sound rolls and merges into a big wave.

At this moment, Mo Wuxian couldn't help but exhale slightly. However, at this time, Mo Zhenshan was not dead. However, the rest of the people, Guo and Bai, have already died under the swords of Xuanfeng and Jinlin.

"Hahaha-cluck-" At this moment, the white wooden ring in the void suddenly burst into a maniacal laugh.

"Hate! It feels good to be enshrined as the lord of the valley!" It looks very strange and evil.

Except for Gan Tianqing and Ye Xingbai who were fighting with Mo Zhenshan, all other battles stopped. Die-hard Mozhen Mountain is a monk. has been killed, occasionally slipping through the net, only to be investigated and dealt with in the future, and the rest are all attached.

Mo Wuxie, Amu, and everyone else looked at Bai Muhuan. Just now, no one made a move against Bai Muhuan, because she was Mo Wuxian's biological mother after all.

There are no words without hatred. Who can do it?

At this time, Mo Wuxian squinted and looked at the white wooden ring. And then. He thought about Bai Muhuan's previous Qiē and all the scenes of Fang Cai.

I can't see through it, I don't understand it! Bai Muhuan, what the hell he wants to do and why he does it. There is no reason for Mo to hate.

"Hate'er, you really want to kill Mo Zhenshan with your own hands, right?" Bai Muhuan suddenly laughed weirdly.

"Naturally! I am unwilling!" Mo said hatefully.

"Hehe! You used to want to have a strict father and mother. A beautiful wife, right?" Bai Muhuan sneered.

"You still want to be promoted to Heavenly Immortal, or even rank among the Primordial Immortals, right?"

"You also want the Valley of No Hate to prosper forever and never decline, right?" Bai Muhuan was in the void, asking questions continuously, as if talking to himself, but the speed of his speech was extremely fast.

Mo Wuxian's brows furrowed more and more, because he didn't know what Bai Muhuan wanted to say.

"Mozhen Mountain. You probably have the same idea!hahaha!" The anger in Bai Muhuan's eyes became stronger and stronger. The dress is bulging. The blood dream camellia, more and more.

At this time, Mozhen Mountain was completely suppressed by Gan Tianqing and Ye Xingbai, and he only had the ability to parry, and he had no power to fight back. However, he could hear Bai Muhuan's words.

In his heart, he had the same thoughts as Mo Wuxi. I don't understand, why is this.

"Divine Dragon Pavilion Master, is it true that what you said?" Mo Wuxian looked up at Bai Muhuan.

"Giggles, of course it's all true!" Bai Muhuan smiled very happily.

"When you were born, I extracted your first soul blood, but I didn't expect to use it forty thousand years later! The poison that poisoned your father was made by my own hands! He rotted to death. ”

"Not only that, but when your father was promoted to Xuanxian Ninefold, it was also my tricks that made him more and more irritable, and even killed innocents indiscriminately, losing people's hearts. ”

"I seduced Mo Zhenshan and helped him succeed, and back then, I killed many people in the Valley of No Hatred. ”

"Mo Zhenshan, it was I who ruined Mo Wuxin's ten-grade peerless immortal root, and also ruined his heart, making him a fool!

"The two guards behind you are my shadows. They were all raised by the Bai family. Tens of thousands of years ago, they were completely loyal to me. Mo San has already done something else as I told him, and you'll know in a moment. ”

"Lord of the Divine Dragon Pavilion, it's really good! I'm going to borrow his mouth to sue you. Then deny it, then prove your stupidity. The people of the Valley of No Hate are actually idiots!hahaha-"

"They all deserve to die! The people of the Mo family deserve to die! The people of the Bai family deserve to die too!"

Almost everyone in the audience was looking at this crazy, somewhat crazy woman. Bai Muhuan seems to be a little incoherent, but everyone can understand it, but no one knows why this is happening?

In the valley of no hatred, everyone looks at each other. The people in the Shura Palace and the UFO Hall were also at a loss.

"Mo Zhenshan, are you in pain? Mo Wuxian, don't you want to kill him with your own hands? However, how can I let you get your wish? The Mo family's wish will not come true. ”

Mo Wuxian's heart moved, and Mo Zhenshan also had a bad premonition.

"Hmm!" At this time, I saw Bai Muhuan's slender hand, slightly raised. A blood dream camellia, like an arrow, shot directly at Mozhen Mountain.

At this time, Mo Zhenshan was already besieged by Gan Tianqing and Ye Xingbai, and his mind was already in turmoil, how could he hide?

Poof――

The blood dream camellia hit the center of his eyebrows. The strange flowers bloomed again in an instant, blooming in the center of the eyebrows of Mozhen Mountain. It was a rather terrifying feeling.

However, Mo Zhenshan did not die. Instead, there was a strange look on his face.

"Gurgle, rot, all the men who have defiled my white wooden body, should rot!" the white wooden ring smiled wickedly, and even trembled.

Goodbye, with Bai Muhuan's words, the blood dream camellia instantly turned black, and the surrounding body of Mo Zhenshan emitted an endless stench. The body of the Heavenly Immortal Triple really began to rot, and the skin and flesh fell off, which was unbearable to look at.

"Why?" Mo Zhenshan said hoarsely, his eyes about to come out.

"How can I sue you? When Mo Yunshan dies, he will not be able to die! Hahahaha-giggle-"

"Everybody, you have to die without a blind eye!

Bai Muhuan's maniacal laughter resounded eerily throughout the Hatless Valley. (To be continued......)