nine coffins

Chapter 636 Crazy Woman!let everyone die
The power of the immortal to transform the catastrophe went straight to Mo Wuhen.And Mo Wuhen already has no way to hide, no way to avoid.It's only the fifth level of true immortality, even if there is a protective body with the Immortal Talisman of Painting Soul, this time, he will undoubtedly die.

With a thought in Amu's mind, the magic coffin wanted to go out to sea.

But at this critical moment, suddenly, a red figure in the void stood in front of Mo Wuhen.

"Old Hong!" Mo Wuhen exclaimed.

The man was dressed in a red robe, with white hair all over his head, and several horizontal and vertical scars on his face, he looked quite ferocious.He is exactly the Hong Lao mentioned a few days ago.

It was the only Celestial-level power that secretly supported Mo Wuhen among the Celestial Immortals of Wuhen Valley.Because, Mo Wuhen's father, Mo Yunshan, had saved Hong Lao's life tens of thousands of years ago.

Mo Wuhen has returned, and Mr. Hong has already heard about it.Today, Hong Lao lurks in the dark, originally intending to deal a fatal blow to Mo Zhenshan at the most critical moment.However, because of the presence of the six-fold sunglasses of the Celestial Immortal, he has not found a chance for a long time.

But at this time, Mo Wuhen was already in danger of his life, so Hong Lao had no choice but to show up and take action.

At the second level of immortality, his cultivation level is far inferior to that of sunglasses.However, since Lao Hong appeared, he didn't intend to live.The power of immortality to transform catastrophe is no stranger to Hong Lao, who is also an immortal.

When he appeared in front of Mo Wuhen, he wanted to save him with death.Otherwise, there is no way.

"Young master, take care of yourself in the future!" Hong Lao shouted.That was the first sentence Hong Lao said after he appeared, and it was also the last sentence.Mo Wuhen's heart trembled, it was a bad premonition.

When Hong Lao appeared, his hands were already in a half-closed seal, and Mo Wuhen couldn't see the rapid change.Among the living monks present, only Mo Zhenshan and Gan Tianqing could see his seal.

"Desperate Ascension Art!" Gan Tianqing couldn't help but gasped.Are all the monks in Wuhen Valley so aggressive?

The sunglasses of the sixth level of the celestial being, before he died, he had to use the celestial transformation technique to kill Mo Wuhen.And this old man, in order to save Mo Wuhen, actually used the Jue Sheng Ascension Art.

The so-called Jueming Ascension Art is a secret method to instantly improve one's cultivation.However, this kind of exercise is purely drinking poison to quench thirst, and it is even a kind of suicide.Once this tactic is used, regardless of the final victory or defeat, the person who uses the seal tactic will definitely die in an instant.

But this moment is enough for Hong Lao.A sky-shattering blood-red light directly met the power of transforming catastrophe from the sixth level of immortality.

Desperate Ascension to Heaven Art against Heavenly Immortals!
Two brilliant rays of light in the void collided suddenly, both at the cost of life.It was an absolutely shocking scene.

The forcibly improved cultivation made Hong Lao's Hong Guang capable of resolving the catastrophe of the gods.

boom--

However, this time the celestial power produced a strange balance, and even more celestial power went straight into the night sky and disappeared into the sky.Only the aftermath spread out like a wheel in the Panlong Valley, and there was a bloody smell in it.

Bai Muhuan was surrounded by blood dream camellias, smiling even brighter.Because of Wuhen Valley, another celestial being fell.

Mo Wuhen escaped a catastrophe, and the most important thing was the complete fall of the sixth level of Tianxian, which made Mo Zhenshan lose his greatest support.

"kill--"

At this moment, the situation has completely turned to Mo Wuhen's side.

Mozhen Mountain is at the third level of the Celestial Immortal, but he is already seriously injured.Gan Tianqing stretched out his red robe, and in his sleeves, the sword glowed like a dragon.Ye Xingbai's long black whip appeared in his hand, dancing like a black snake, and went straight to Mozhen Mountain.

The combination of Shenlong and Mogui, the two pavilion masters, is enough to suppress Mozhenshan, and it is only a matter of time before he is even killed.The rest of the people are nothing to worry about.

The two major pavilion masters, Xuanfeng and Jinlin, and the two Xuanxian Qizhong under Mo Wuhen's subordinates all rushed out directly.

The shouts of killing continued, because the power of Mo Zhenshan's loyal followers was still strong.There are no fewer than dozens of high-ranking Xuanxians.It's just that there are no angels pressing the formation.

Mo Zhenshan shattered a summoning talisman just now, but there was no response.In fact, he will never get a response.Because, the power he expected was suppressed by the Nine Layers of Immortals in Lengchen Valley.And the drunk Moluo seemed to have given up on him.

At this moment, Mo Wuhen glanced at the situation and shouted loudly:

"My fellow disciples of Wuhen Valley, the past is self-evident! Mo Zhenshan and Bai Muhuan worked in collusion to frame the old owner of the valley and forced Wuhen to go into exile for 2000 years. Today, Wuhen returned to avenge his father and clean up his innocent fellow disciples who died , to eliminate harm for Wuhen Valley. Therefore, only the head of the evil is punished, and the rest are ignored."

"Those who know the current affairs are heroes, and those who regard the young master who has no hatred as the master of the valley will be exonerated. Those who resist in the corner will be shot to death!" Amu also shouted loudly from the side.

At this moment, the situation was extremely favorable for Mo Wuhen.The shouts of the two made the fight in the field suddenly loosen.There are naturally many immortals in Wuhen Valley, but no one showed up at this time, which naturally explained some problems.

No one can suppress the owner of the Poxuantian Pavilion.

"Your Majesty, I wish to regard Young Master Wuhen as the owner of the valley, and swear allegiance to the death!" I don't know which monk shouted.Only Mo Wuhen saw it, and it was actually one of his hidden pawns mixed in with the enemy.

Don't underestimate this sound, but a single spark can start a prairie fire.

Wuhen Valley has been inherited for 600 million years, and the iron rule of the owner of the valley is that the surname is Mo.Be it Mozhen Mountain or Mo Wuhen, only the blood of the Mo family can secure the position of the Valley Master of Wuhen Valley.

In history, there have also been cases where foreign surnames wanted to usurp the throne.A total of three times, but each time within three days, the owner of the valley with a different surname must be struck to death by a thunderbolt.From then on, no other surname coveted the position of Valley Master.

Except for those who are loyal to each other, which Mo family and who is the owner of the valley are the same to them.

Life-saving is the first priority!Therefore, the voice of wishing to worship the young master Wuhen as the valley master, immediately someone responded.The sound rolled and merged into big waves.

At this moment, Mo Wuhen couldn't help but let out a slight breath.However, at this time, Mo Zhenshan was not dead yet.However, the rest, Guo, Bai and others, have long since died under the swords of Xuanfeng and Jinlin.

"Hahaha—giggle—" At this moment, the white wood ring in the void suddenly let out a maniacal laugh.

"Hen'er! It feels good to be regarded as the owner of the valley!" Bai Muhuan surrounded himself with blood dream camellias, and his long hair flew wildly. He looked extremely evil and charming.

Except for Gan Tianqing and Ye Xingbai who were fighting with Mozhen Mountain, all other fighting stopped.The loyal Mo Zhenshan is a monk, he has been beheaded to death, occasionally slipped through the net, and will only be investigated and dealt with in the future, and the rest will all belong to him.

Mo Wuhen, Amu and everyone else looked at Bai Muhuan.Just now, no one attacked Bai Muhuan, because she was Mo Wuhen's biological mother after all.

Without Mo Wuhen, who could do it?

At this time, Mo Wuhen squinted his eyes and looked at Bai Muhuan.Then, he thought about everything about Bai Muhuan's past and the scene just now.

Can't see through, don't understand!Shiraki ring, what exactly do you want to do and why.Mo Wuhen has no reason.

"Hen'er, you really want to kill Mozhen Mountain yourself?" Bai Muhuan suddenly smiled strangely.

"Of course! If I don't kill him, I'm unwilling!" Mo Wuhen said.

"Hehe! You once wanted to have a strict father, a loving mother, and a beautiful wife, right?" Bai Muhuan sneered.

"You still want to be promoted to a heavenly immortal, or even rank among the original immortals?"

"You also want Wuhen Valley to prosper forever and never decline?" Bai Muhuan asked questions continuously in the void, and seemed to be talking to himself, but his speech was extremely fast.

Mo Wuhen frowned more and more, because he didn't know what Bai Muhuan wanted to say.

"Mo Zhenshan, you probably have the same idea! Hahaha!" The hostility in Bai Muhuan's eyes became more and more intense, and his dress bulged.There are more and more blood dream camellias.

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

In his heart, he had the same thought as Mo Wuhen.Do not understand why this is.

"Master Shenlong Pavilion, is everything you said true?" Mo Wuhen looked up at Bai Muhuan.

"Hehehe! It's all true!" Bai Muhuan smiled happily.

"When you were born, I extracted your first soul blood, but I didn't expect to use it 4 years later! The poison that poisoned your father was prepared by me! He died of rot."

"Not only that, when your father was promoted to the ninth level of Xuanxian, I also made a trick to make him more and more violent, and even killed innocent people indiscriminately, losing people's hearts."

"I seduced Mo Zhenshan and helped him succeed. Back then, I killed many people in Wuhen Valley."

"Mo Zhenshan, I was the one who ruined Mo Wuxin's tenth-rank peerless immortal root, and also ruined his heart, making him a fool! You should really have a good son!"

"The two guards behind you are my Yin sons. They were both raised by the Bai family. They have been completely loyal to me tens of thousands of years ago. Mo San has already followed my instructions and is doing other things. You will know."

"Master Shenlong Pavilion, you are really good! I will use his mouth to tell you everything. Then deny it, and then prove your stupidity. The people in Wuhen Valley are actually idiots! Hahaha——"

"Everyone deserves to die! People from the Mo family deserve to die! People from the Bai family deserve to die too!"

Almost everyone in the arena was looking at this crazy, somewhat crazy woman.Bai Muhuan seemed to be speaking incoherently, but everyone could understand it, but no one knew why?

In Wuhen Valley, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.The people in Asura Palace and Ufu Palace were also at a loss.

"Mo Zhenshan, are you in pain? Mo Wuhen, don't you want to kill him yourself? But, how can I let you do what you want? Mo family's wishes will not come true."

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

"Hmm!" At this moment, Bai Mu Huanxian raised his hand slightly.A blood dream camellia shot directly at Mozhen Mountain like an arrow.

At this time, Mozhen Mountain was already besieged by Gan Tianqing and Ye Xingbai, and their minds were already confused, how could they escape?

puff--

The blood dream camellia hit right between his eyebrows.The strange flower bloomed again in an instant, between 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.

"Cackling! Let it rot! All the men who have stained my Bai Muhuan's body should rot!" Bai Muhuan smiled evilly, and even his delicate body trembled.

Goodbye, following Bai Muhuan's words, the blood dream camellia instantly turned black, and Mo Zhenshan's body emitted endless stench.The body of the Celestial Third Layer actually began to rot, and the skin and flesh fell off, making people unbearable to watch.

"Why?" Mo Zhenshan hoarse, his eyes were about to come out.

"How can I tell you? When Mo Yunshan died, he died with regret! Hahahaha————"

"Everyone will die with regret! Hehehe——"

Bai Muhuan's crazy laughter resounded eeriely throughout Wuhen Valley.

(End of this chapter)