Purgatory

Chapter 753: Changing the Will of the Great Demon God

"He Mo Tian, ​​Zi Mo."

Mou Qi smiled calmly, nodded to the two uninvited guests, and said, "Long time no see."

Since they are both high-ranking gods, they naturally know each other.

There are many gods in the vast galaxy, but there are only a few dozen high-ranking gods. Each one of them is a big figure with a great reputation.

And He Motian has always been the best among high-ranking gods and is extremely famous.

This is because He Motian is not from the demon clan, but he has become a great demon god with his true magic skills. He is an alien in the galaxy.

Because of this, he, the great demon god, has suffered a lot of criticism among the demon clan.

Many demon gods with demon clan identities do not quite recognize his identity as the Great Demon God, and they used to make excuses for He Motian's identity over and over again.

However, after the death of the Demon Lord, the Demons and Demon Gods began to fall apart, and were treated by the combined forces of their former enemies.

He accepted his fate.

"They are like raccoons." Yingyue cursed secretly in her heart.

"Haha, I really have no interest in purgatory, don't get me wrong." Mou Qi explained with a smile.

At this point, Hemotian, the great demon god with the identity of the giant spirit tribe, has also won the trust of those demon gods.

He and Hermots had a very pleasant conversation.

After He Motian and Zi Mo came over, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that Mou Qi came because of him.

He does not have a strong backing behind him. Even if he raises enough divine crystal artifacts, as long as Mou Qi refuses to write them off, there is still nothing he can do.

He first winked at Zi Mo with his face facing Zi Mo, and then spoke with his face facing Mou Qi: "We heard that you were coming, and we thought we would come and see you. Hey. , Our affairs in purgatory are not going well. Luo Shen has also descended into a body below, and we both listen to him now. "

In this way, he and Han Yi can also deal with each other.

Zi Mo, who is also a high-ranking god, was not familiar with him in the past. He did not interrupt but looked at the cold crystal platform where Mou Qi was standing strangely.

Seeing these two people coming over, he suddenly became polite and said with a smile: "The reason why I came here is not to compete with you two for the chance of purgatory. That's it. Han Yi and I have some old things to resolve, so we Stop by and take a look.”

"Han Yi?" He Motian looked amused.

The demons and demon gods were not in ruins due to the demise of the Demon Lord, and were able to defend the remaining twenty-six demon realms, which was indispensable to Hemotian's contribution.

He Motian brought Luo Hongyan out just to tell Mouqi that even if he still had other thoughts, he still had to weigh the weight of Luo Hongyan as the master.

He originally thought that the two high-ranking gods Hemotian and Zimo would have some trouble with Mou Qi and would be dissatisfied with Mou Qi's arrival.

He was relieved when he heard that the other party was only for the goddess Han Jing and had no other intentions.

On the contrary, this great demon god who was born in the giant spirit clan used extraordinary means to reunite the scattered demon gods.

Mou Qi knew how powerful He Motian was, and also knew Zi Mo's methods.

Their attitude made it clear that they would side with Mou Qi.

Unexpectedly, He Motian and Mou Qi would be so familiar with each other, and they would always smile when talking.

"Yingyue, thank you for your help to me these days." Han Yi sighed softly beside him, her brows full of sadness that only occurs when parting, and said: "You will take care of and keep the things we share. Well, I will leave with Mouqi."

In this situation, what else can he and Yingyue do?

Now that the matter has come to this, don't let Yingyue suffer along with you, just bear it all by yourself.

"There will be a way. We have gained a lot. I think..."

Yingyue lowered her voice and planned to advise her not to be discouraged and despair.

"Lord Mouqi!" Han Yi suddenly raised his voice, as if he had finally made up his mind, and said sadly: "I'll go with you!"

"Isn't that right?" Mou Qi nodded with a smile, and said in front of He Motian and Zi Mo: "Aren't you unclear about my status in the Spirit Clan? Leave this hellish place with me. You are expected to become a high-ranking god in the future, isn’t this better than you are now?”

"Haha, what harvests of the two of you are comparable to the treasures in my treasure house?" He glanced at Yingyue with disdain.

He heard Yingyue's words, but he was not interested at all. He didn't care at all about the sacred equipment collected by the middle god.

"Yes, Mou Qi..." He Motian echoed.

Suddenly, in the depths of his mind, a strange thought arose.

This thought came so suddenly, and when he noticed it, the thought quickly grew in size and could no longer be suppressed.

He suddenly had a feeling, as if another will and thought had penetrated, causing his many demonic souls to surge abnormally, causing waves of souls that did not belong to him.

"Wait a minute." He Motian's style suddenly changed and he shouted: "Mou Qi, what do you mean when you say you want to take Han Yi away?"

Zi Mo was stunned for a moment, and finally interjected with a strange look in his eyes: "He Motian, for things that have nothing to do with you, be less curious and ask less about the reasons."

Mou Qi's strength and Han Yi's sad reluctance all illustrate the problem.

Zi Mo probably guessed what was going on.

But Han Yi is not a ghost god, and he has never had any friendship with him, so he will not go against Mou Qi just because of Han Yi.

"Haha, Han Yi became the middle god because of my help back then. He owes me. I take him back to my star domain. Isn't it natural?" Mou Qi also thought that He Motian was just curious, with a smile on his face. Smiling.

"What if I don't want to?" He Motian grinned and sneered.

Mou Qi was stunned, as if he had recognized Him again, and said, "Hemotian, do you know what you are talking about?"

"know."

He Motian's three faces all have the same expression.

Under the astonished looks of Zi Mo, Ying Yue and Sun God, He said domineeringly: "I want you to give Han Yi freedom. Do you understand now?"

Mou Qi's face turned cold: "Are you serious?"

"I'm very serious." He Motian said again.

"Okay! You, He Motian, are trying to steal a woman from me!" Mou Qi nodded and had a staff inlaid with many gems in his hand.

His sleeves, forehead, corners of his eyes, and arms suddenly burned with nine-color divine fire.

In the Temple of the Moon, there are cold flames, blazing flames, soul-annihilating flames, and vibrant flames, spreading outward from the divine fire on his body.

"He Motian, you'd better think clearly about who is behind me!"

Mou Qi threatened.

He knew very well that he was also a high-ranking god, so he might not be Hermotian's opponent.

In the galaxy above this strange fog, there are still many demon gods, including many of He Motian's subordinates.

Here, He has no advantage at all.

Therefore, He moved out the Lord behind Him.

"If that guy has to stand up for you Mou Qi because of this nonsense, I will consider myself unlucky." He Motian grinned, pointed outside, and said: "Mou Qi, do you want to go and fight me outside? One game?"

"No need."

Mou Qi took a deep look at Him, restrained the Nine Color Divine Fire, and the Divine Staff disappeared from his body, and said: "He Motian, I will stay here for a while."

"We, the spiritual race, will have other gods coming to participate in this change above the sea of ​​fog."

"He Motian, this is the trouble you brought upon yourself."

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(End of this chapter)