The Death Birthday Ceremony has finally kicked off!

Outside Panlong Valley, it was actually the two pavilion masters of Xuantian Pavilion Xuanfeng and Jinlin who did it. The purpose, naturally, is to divert the attention of the Valley of Innocence and mobilize part of its strength.

However, Mo Zhenshan seemed to have expected it and was almost unmoved.

On the high platform, Gan Tianqing is the most important move. If Gan Tianqing can really kill Mo Zhenshan in one step, then of course it is the best. However, this probability is too low and too low, after all, Mo Zhen Mountain is a genuine Heavenly Immortal Triple.

Today's birthday ceremony, such a big scene, how could Mo Zhenshan not take due precautions? The seat of the Heavenly Immortal Sixfold Realm just verified this point.

It's just that Gan Tianqing at this time is also a feint. The reason why Gan Tianqing kept roaring and used a frontal attack was to reveal his identity as the master of the Divine Dragon Pavilion.

Breaking the Xuantian Pavilion, the first dragon!

The Lord of the Divine Dragon Pavilion is definitely a terrifying killer in the Shura Demon Continent realm. As soon as Gan Tianqing makes a move, he will definitely attract the most powerful force in the Hatless Valley.

Sure enough, as soon as the Lord of the Divine Dragon Pavilion came out, although the face of the Heavenly Immortal Liuzhong was calm, he would never dare to hold it up. Heavenly Immortal Liuzhong went straight to Gan Tianqing, and gave Mo Wuxian, Amu and others a chance to make a move.

Theoretically, Mo Wu hated the True Immortal Fivefold Realm, and he didn't even have the qualifications to make a move. However, at the center of Mo Wuxian's eyebrows, there are three immortal talismans that draw the soul of the old man.

The first thing Mo Wuxian used was naturally the defensive immortal talisman. The fairy mangs dispersed, and Mo Wuxi's whole body was completely coated with a layer of blue light, as if he was wearing an invincible defensive armor.

Don't underestimate the blue glow of this fairy talisman. At this time, even if it is the Heavenly Immortal Ninefold. He couldn't exert the slightest coercion on Mo Wuxian, because inside that immortal talisman, there was a wisp of the power of the original immortal.

Defend against immortal talismans. At the center of Mo Wuxian's eyebrows, another attack immortal talisman had already shot out. The most powerful thing in Mo Wuxie's hand was the Immortal Killing Soul Destroying Talisman, but Mo Wuxian didn't use it for the time being.

If there was only one Attack Immortal Rune, then he had no choice. However, there are now two. Mo Wuxian naturally has to leave another hole card, because Mo Zhenshan is by no means an ordinary character, maybe there is some backhand.

The fairy talisman. Although it is not a talisman of killing immortals and destroying souls, how can it be ordinary to draw the talisman of the old man?

As soon as the attack immortal talisman came out, it instantly turned into a streamer. In the form of a bird. Break through the void and go straight to Mozhen Mountain. The old man who painted the soul once said that one of his immortal-killing and soul-destroying talismans could destroy the heavenly immortals ninefold.

Now, this immortal talisman is also extraordinary. The cold murderous aura, like a tangible, crushes the void. It was truly a power that could destroy the immortals.

On the whole platform, all the monks. They all smell of death.

In fact, as soon as Gan Tianqing made a move, there were already monks on the entire high platform who had disappeared. Now, the murderous aura of this immortal talisman has dispersed, and it is even cleared in an instant.

Even the characters of the three major immortal gates of the Blood Moon who were the last to take the stage suddenly soared. The other Blood Moon cultivators, only a few high-level Xuan Immortal cultivators, were still in the nearby void, and the other characters had already scattered dozens of miles away, or even left.

At this time, almost no one noticed that the drunken black gauze girl who played the piano was quietly hidden in the shadows.

The attack of the Lord of the Divine Dragon Pavilion was expected by Mozhen Mountain. Because, in his prediction, that was the combat power that Mo Wuxian could rely on the most.

However, at this time, an immortal talisman seemed to come from outside the sky, but it was somewhat unexpected to him. An ink shadow, endless murderous aura, and it was a fairy talisman murderous aura that made him tremble.

Mo Zhenshan wanted to scold, who was coming?

However, that immortal talisman did not give him such a chance at all. A trace of primordial immortal coercion is enough to suppress a qiē. Mo Zhenshan didn't have a chance to speak.

Mozhen Mountain, the Triple Realm of Heavenly Immortals, is an absolute immortal power. However, strength is always relative, and whether it is strong or not depends more on the opponent.

The six immortals are close to Gan Tianqing, and they can't come back. Mo Zhenshan was covered by the power of the immortal rune, and there was no way to hide, but he had to take this one hard, and he would naturally suffer.

However, after all, Mo Zhenshan is the Lord of the Hatless Valley, and his nearly 88,000 years of cultivation are not wasted. Moreover, Mozhen Mountain is here prepared today.

"Open!" Goodbye, Mo Zhenshan's red clothes swayed, and his hands were sealed. A black light emanated directly from behind him. The black light was so overwhelming that it almost covered the sky.

In the void, an inky banner rolls and hunts.

Outside the field, some people already know.

That is the treasure of the town valley of the Valley of No Hatred, the ancient heavenly treasure-level storage zài. The three immortals, harnessing the ancient heavenly treasures, the power can be imagined. No, Mozhen Mountain has only one way to die.

Boom-rumble-click-boom-

The power of the Ink Hatless Immortal Rune and the Hatless Banner collided violently.

In an instant, the tyrannical immortal power rolled up thousands of feet of smoke and dust. The high platform specially built for the birthday ceremony of Mozhen Mountain, I don't know how many prohibitions there are on it.

However, under the collision of the two strong forces, they directly collapsed, and the rubble flew wildly, like a stray arrow.

"Poof—"

"Ahh

"Oops—"

In the void, the screams continued. Those monks who didn't have time to go far, or who had poor cultivation, were directly killed by the stray arrows with the aftermath of the Heavenly Immortal level.

The entire Panlong Valley was shaking. There are already several cracks in the mountains on both sides. If there is no Hatredless Valley Great Array, it is estimated that there will be no zài when you go to Panlong Valley.

And the magnificent Hall of Eternal Hatred instantly rose with endless seven-colored light, which was actually a self-defense formation, most of which was left by the Ancestor of the Hatredless Valley back then.

The Hall of Long Hatred, I am fortunate to be safe and sound!

And such a one-style duel almost stopped all the qiē. The dead are dead, the scattered are scattered, and those who are left behind are those who can't go or can't go!

Under the influence of one type, the Heavenly Immortal Sixfold and Gan Tianqing were naturally separated. Of course, Gan Tianqing would never be tough with the six immortals of that day. His purpose is to contain.

The dust and smoke are billowing and the fairy power is gradually dissipating. Two figures flew out upside down.

One is Mo Wuxian, and the other is naturally Mo Zhen Mountain.

Good bye. Although Mo Wuxie's face was a little pale, the power of the immortal runes around his body flowed naturally. It's not a big deal at all.

And Mozhen Mountain, in the void, was already spurting blood. If it weren't for the hateless flag, at the critical moment, completely protecting him, this immortal talisman would have taken his life.

Such a situation is definitely not expected by Mo Zhenshan. But. In any case, Mo Zhenshan is not dead!

"Gu Master!" Guo and Bai, the two major managers, and the Xuantian Ninefold Dà Perfect Guard, instantly surrounded him. The look on his face is not exactly the same.

And the white wooden ring didn't even move, as if he was stupid for a while.

"It's okay!" Mo Zhenshan's eyes flashed with coldness. Then he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Although his face was as pale as paper. But Mo Zhenshan's body stood straight and dignified like a mountain. No one knew what Mo Zhenshan's injuries were, but Bai Muhuan was imperceptibly bent at the corners of his mouth.

Mo Zhenshan looked at Mo Wuxian in the distance at this time, and said coldly: "Mo Wuxian, such a powerful immortal talisman, it is not what it used to be!"

At this time, in the confrontation of Fang Cai. Mo Wuxian's disguise technique has long been broken. Show your true face.

"Each other! I haven't seen each other for two thousand years, I miss my uncle and mother very much! I don't hate but I rushed back from thousands of miles away, I wish my uncle a long life, and I wish my mother and you a love forever, and the earth will last forever!"

Just now in the audience, Mo Wuxian was full of anger, and when he appeared at this time, he gradually calmed down. His tone was calm, but there was a deep irony, who could not hear it?

He has been taboo in the Valley of No Hate for more than 2,000 years.

Even in private, no one dared to mention him. Gradually, everyone is forgetting the former young master, and they are also deliberately not remembering the past. The liveliness of today's birthday ceremony is enough to illustrate a qiē.

However, not remembering does not mean that you have forgotten or have no memory.

Today, when Mo Wuxian was standing here alive and seemed to have seriously injured Mo Zhenshan with one move, the hearts of the people in the Valley of No Hate suddenly moved.

It was like a door that had been sealed had been pried open and a glimmer of light could be seen.

At this time, in Panlong Valley, it was faintly divided into three main camps.

The monks of the Hatless Valley on the side of Mozhen Mountain have their backs to the Hall of Long Hatred. Heavenly Immortal Sixfold, White Wood Ring, Chief, Guard, etc., and even many powerful immortals in Mo Wuxin and Hatredless Valley, there are many of them.

Mo has no hatred, Gan Tianqing, Amu, Lishui, Bai Wuming, Ye Xingbai, there are only a few people, looking lonely. In terms of numbers, the two sides are completely disproportionate.

The other camp is very interesting. It was a number of Blood Moon monks watching the battle, including the Shura Palace and the UFO Palace.

The sudden change of the festive birthday ceremony was something that all the monks who really came to participate in the birthday ceremony did not expect. However, on the Blood Moon Continent, there is something about Mo Wuhite.

At this time, the female cultivator of the UFO Hall raised her eyebrows slightly, and she didn't seem to expect this at all. Guo Jia of the Shura Palace had a calm face, looking at Yi Qiē calmly, and even got a glass of wine out of nowhere.

"Let's just see, don't ask more. This is mostly a family affair of the Hatless Valley!" Guo Jia's words were flat, as if he was speaking to the entourage behind him, but everyone around him could hear it.

Such a sentence is extremely interesting.

The female cultivator of the Youfu Hall couldn't help but glance at Guo Jia, and said with a sneer: "Envoy Guo, isn't it for the Mogu Lord to celebrate his birthday? Now, the Mogu Lord has an absolute advantage. ”

"Of course, I'm here to celebrate the birthday of the Lord of Mogu. Guo Jia said plainly, "But the focus is not on the word 'valley master', but on an ink word." The people of the Mo family, no matter who is the lord of the valley, we in the Shura Palace are all welcome. We will never interfere in the family affairs of the Valley of No Hatred. Isn't that what the UFO thinks?"

"Hehe!" The female cultivator of the Youfu Palace naturally understood what Guo Jia meant, and said with a smile, "Envoy Guo, what you said is reasonable, the Youfu Palace and the Shura Palace are naturally the same, it's better!"

The corners of Guo Jia's mouth curved, and he smiled faintly, but he didn't say anything more. The Shura Palace is here, and there must be few people who dare to act rashly. No matter what the position of the UFO Palace is, the first thing to consider must be the attitude of the Shura Palace.

Although the conversation between the two was short, everyone in the room could hear it clearly.

Guo Jia seems to be deliberately letting everyone hear, and the amount of information conveyed is indeed somewhat amazing. At this time, the ostensible neutrality is actually the support for Mo Wuxi.

Most of the people in the Valley of No Hate were quite calm, but their thoughts began to loosen.

Shura Palace, UFO Palace, do they all support Mo Wuxian?

Is this a duel after 2,000 years? And only Bai Muhuan's face seemed to have an inscrutable smile.

It seems that everything is under her control.

At this time, the void fluctuated, and a few more figures appeared on Mo Wuxian's side. (To be continued......)