When Mo Qianxun heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "It's so good."

Then, he shouted in front of him: "Don't argue, you two, showdown immediately, no one else can interfere, life and death are a matter of life and death."

In the small Qian world, Fang Lie and others who were quarreling were stunned when they heard this, but Fang Lie quickly reacted and laughed: "Okay, junior sister, junior brother Mingyue, you all retreat, see how I destroyed this bastard."

"Okay", Mo Lanyun had no choice but to nod and then start to retreat.

But the Taoist priest Mingyue was a little excited and couldn't help but shout, "Senior Brother, then I'll see how you are so powerful."

Then, he also retreated.

Others also stayed away from here, and no matter whether they are good or evil, they dared not go against the meaning of half-immortals.

Mo Qianxun said again at this time, "Fang Lie, this kid's father is the main force who killed your father back then."

After hearing this, Fang Lie had only eight points of murderous intent, but instantly soared to twelve points. He grinned and said, "Hehe, Master, this incompetent thing is fine, is it okay to kill it?"

Although Fang Lie really wanted to kill him, this action was related to the lives of millions of people here. If the lack of combat power leads to a flood of demon disasters and millions of people suffer, then Fang Lie would rather not avenge his father for the time being.

Of course, if it doesn't matter, he will definitely not be polite.

Mo Qianxun smiled and said, "This time there are two more chiefs, and the combat power is much richer. It's okay to have more idiots like this."

"Hahaha, then I understand." Fang Lie then roared angrily: "Idiot, come and die."

At this time, the ancestor of Netherworld could no longer sit still. He glared at Mo Qianxun angrily, and then shouted: "I will kill him at all costs, and the ancestor will be rewarded."

The disciples of the Netherworld Sect were originally a little depressed. He did not want to fight with Fang Lie before the war started, because this action was actually beneficial. The more demons they killed, the more benefits they benefited. He didn't know why, but he knew that this benefit was good for himself and it was good for him.

Obviously, if you fight with Fang Lie to the death and waste your precious combat power, it will be more than worth the loss.

However, now with the words of the ancestor, he immediately realized that this was actually an opportunity. As long as he could kill Fang Lie, he might be able to gain huge benefits even if he didn't participate in this operation. Just give it to him as a half-immortal, and he would not benefit from it.

Thinking of this, this person made up his mind to kill Fang Lie.

Then, he yelled directly and said, "My son Fang Lie, let me die."

As he finished speaking, the Nether Ghost Head opened his mouth and spit out a Nether Ghost Fire that was two hundred feet in size, and headed straight for Fang Lie's Yuanmagnetic Battleship.

Seeing this, everyone around them frowned and said in confusion: "Although the Nether Ghost Fire is powerful, it is naturally restrained by the Yuanmagnetic God Light. How can he hit him so straightforwardly?

"That's right, I'm afraid that Fang Lie can't sweep it up with a few divine lights. Could this kid be in a brain disease?"

"I think he was afraid of Fang Lie or Mo Sect, for fear that after killing Fang Lie, Mo Lanyun would cause trouble, so he planned to deal with the business."

"Not necessarily, the old ancestor of the half immortal is watching. If he dares to hold back, he will definitely not be able to take the opportunity. I think this kid is afraid that he will have other plans."

Just as these people were talking, many strong men were watching the battle in the outer space, but their faces were completely opposite to those below.

"Hehe, this kid is so treacherous. Such a big ghost fire is actually just an appearance. The real killer is the ten ghost thunder beads hidden inside."

"There are all thunder beads refined by the real person of Thunder Tribulation, and they exploded together. I am afraid that the real person of Thunder Tribulation will suffer if he is not ashamed of the real person of Thunder Tribulation as he is not as good as he is to be careful. This kid is willing to do so."

"I am worthy of being the core disciple of the Netherworld Sect. If you break it, you will break it without any delay. The future achievements are limitless."

These evil thunder tribulation real people all said good things, not only praising the disciples of the Netherworld Sect, but also shooting the Netherworld Ancestor's farts.

The identity of a half immortal is also worthy of their favor.

When the ancestor of Netherworld heard this, he was naturally a little proud, but he was not careless, but stared at Mo Qianxun, ready to contact the following stage at any time, because he was afraid that the other party would remind Fang Lie.

Because this trick can only be unexpected. Fang Lie can fight on behalf of the Mo Sect, and there are definitely many treasures on his body. If he is reminded, this trick may not be successful. But as long as he doesn't see it at this time, he will be in trouble.

What puzzled the ancestor of Netherworld was that Mo Qianxun seemed to have no intention of reminding him, but just smiled and fanned the feather fan on his hand, as if the other party was extremely confident.

In fact, Mo Qianxun is really full of confidence in Fang Lie. He knew that Fang Lie respected his father very much. He knew that his enemy's son was right in front of him and would not talk nonsense to you at all. He would definitely destroy it with thunder and thunder. Therefore, the trick of the disciples of the Netherworld Sect is completely a joke in Mo Qianxun's opinion.

And the development of things was indeed influenced by Mo Qianxun, who was as smart as a demon.

Fang Lie really has no intention of fighting. He just came up and was his strongest attack.

Fang Lie's sleeves shook, and a bald man wearing a golden crown was thrown out by him and headed straight for the green fireball.

In an instant, the big fireball came to the man, and the opponent was about to smash it into pieces.

At this time, a sudden change broke out, and a golden monk suddenly popped out of his eyebrows. He saw him fold his hands together and recited a Buddha's name slowly, "Amitabha"

The next moment, an extremely terrifying power without movement suddenly exploded, and the huge Netherworld Fireball instantly broke out like a bubble and annihilated. Not only that, the terrifying power spread rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it came to the Netherworld Ghost Head.

The large treasure that is as powerful as the eighth level magic weapon, which is no less powerful than that of the eighth level, collapsed instantly. Whether it is the treasure or the life inside, it was crushed into pieces by invisible terrifying power, becoming a real fan.

Then, the golden figure seemed to dim a lot, but it did not disappear and still returned to the middle of the man's eyebrows.

The great man flew back to the Yuanmagnetic warship automatically and was taken away by Fang Lie.

Until this time, the people present woke up from the endless shock

"Damn it, this, this, is this the half immortal in the Great Leiyin Temple, the supernatural power of Zen Master Tianlong, the yin of Tianlong.

"I have heard that Fang Lie had captured a illegitimate son of Zen Master Tianlong. That guy had a semi-immortal magical power on the roar of the dragon. I thought it was spreading rumors and talking nonsense, but it turned out to be true."

"Damn it, Banxian is too powerful, right? It's just a magical power attached to a phantom. Why did it shatter the seventh-level large treasure in just one sentence? I have also seen the magical power blessed by Banxian, and it seems not so perverted? How terrifying would it be if he took action?"

"What do you know? The magical powers you have used for others must not be so powerful. They are doing it for illegitimate children, so they will naturally be more powerful."

"No wonder Fang Lie looked fearless, but he turned out to have such a big killing weapon in his hand? Is that disciple of the Netherworld Sect an idiot? How dare he provoke such an enemy?"

Just as the disciples below were shocked, the face of the Netherworld Ancestor was already green, and he couldn't help but say sourly: "The Great Leiyin Temple is getting more and more powerful. The half-immortal magical powers can be given to outsiders at will.

The true person of Lei Jie from the Great Leiyin Temple was Zen Master Bailian. He naturally heard the other party's sarcasm, and his face turned red, but he did not dare to challenge Banxian, so he could only pretend not to hear it.

Mo Qianxun naturally couldn't easily provoke the ancestor of Netherworld so he shouted directly: "Ei Ming, the winner is decided, right?"

Obviously, he is asking for a lottery.

The ancestor of Netherworld is also a person with status. He will definitely not be able to pay the debt in full view of everyone. Although he was reluctant to leave, he still snorted coldly and said, "For you."

As he said that, he threw out a small black sword, which was only more than one foot long, with demonic energy tangled and strong sword intent.

Everyone was stunned when they saw it, and exclaimed: "Oh, isn't this the natal flying sword refined by Qing Mingzi, the previous law enforcement elder of Dong Kunlun, Qing Ming?"

"It's all said that Qing Mingzi died at the hands of the Demon Sect. Now it seems that this is true."

"Although this Qingming is a newly achieved eighth-level flying sword, it has a very good foundation and is enough to advance to the top level of eighth-level. But now it seems that it has been transformed into a small half. What a pity. Even if it is taken back, it will take hundreds of years to clear the demonic energy inside, right?"

"And if you don't do it properly, it will damage the quality"

Just as everyone was talking, Dong Kunlun's sword god shot out endless murderous intent in his eyes, locking him tightly on the Netherworld Ancestor.

This guy actually dared to lose Dong Kunlun's inherited flying sword to the Momen. He was clearly slapping Dong Kunlun in the face.

If it were elsewhere, the Sword God would definitely take action directly. Unfortunately, in this operation, both good and evil had an alliance, and no one could fight, and any hatred would be dealt with later.

The Sword God also had to abide by the rules, so he did not turn against him on the spot.

The ancestor of Netherworld was fearless and just sneered on the side, thinking to himself: "Don't think that the ancestor's treasure is so easy to win. Even if I give it to you, I will make you mess with slut, hehe, this is the treasure of Dong Kunlun. If Mo Qianxun returns it, I will say you are afraid of the sword god; but if you don't return it, haha, I will say you look down on the sword god, and no matter what, you two will make you dirty."

Looking at the treacherous smile on the face of the Netherworld Ancestor, Mo Qianxun was confident. Who is he? How could he not tell that this was the other party’s plan of disagreement? So how could he be fooled?
Chapter completed!