Rebirth against the sky, Second Miss Chai

Chapter 60 The Tragic Demon Lord 2
But in front of the overwhelming power, the puppet transformed into real Ziyi was instantly torn into nothingness.A shrill scream came faintly from afar, but Ziyi escaped with the technique of Li Daitao's stiffening in the end.

Below the Heavenly Secret Formation, the mask of the formation was crumbling, but it persisted in the end.

The Yinquan, which has almost lost half of its power, has descended from a top-grade Yinquan to an ordinary Yinquan at this moment. The Fire of Nirvana, the Xuanhuang Mirror, and the power of the Longquan Sword finally completely sealed it.

"Roar—" There were bursts of unwilling roars from the ground, and the Yinquan, which had lost its strength, finally receded like a tide.

Long Yi retracted the Fire of Nirvana and the Xuanhuang Mirror, his forehead was covered with fine sweat. Although the seal this time was not dangerous, it was extremely exhausting.

As soon as Duanmu Liu moved his feet, he appeared beside Longyi, and suddenly stretched out his hand, and gently wiped Longyi's forehead with a white handkerchief.

Longyi's body trembled slightly, and he subconsciously chose to avoid it, "Don't move—" a gentle voice suddenly rang through his ears.

Duanmu Liu lowered his head, looked at Longyi with gentle eyes, his expression was extremely focused, as if wiping Longyi's sweat was the most important thing in the world, even if the spirit above exploded, whether Ziyi and others fell, at this time Nothing to do with him.

At this moment, in his eyes, there was only the little witch.

Long Yi's heart trembled slightly, she could feel Duanmu Liu's seriousness and love, but...it's just that she is only nine years old... Does this thousand-year-old monster have some kind of love/childish pi/good...in her heart I can't help but maliciously speculate like this, but an indescribable sense of happiness quietly spread out.

"flutter--"

"flutter--"

The two figures broke through the heavenly array, fell down suddenly, and fell heavily beside the sword pool.

"Master Mo!"

"Murong Yun!"

"Murong Yun"

The first sound was made by Yang Lin, and the second and third sounds were made by Duanmu Liu and Long Yi.

Because of the blood of the Mo family, Mo Qingying was forcibly pushed by Wu Feixue into the heavenly array from above. As for Murong Yun, it was simply because he was too close to Mo Qingying at the time, and because of the sudden incident, Wu Feixue's Shenhun didn't care about other things, and sent both of them down hastily.

Duanmuliu suddenly formed a seal with both hands, and while Murong Yun's mana was churning endlessly by the power of the explosion of the soul, a complicated seal was quickly formed, and then fell into Murong Yun's body one by one.

After completing the seal of sealing mana, Duanmu Liu spat out a mouthful of blood, his body was on the verge of falling.This forced shot made his injury worse again.

After doing all this, Duanmuliu coldly glanced at Murong Yun whose mana was sealed by him on the ground, with a cruel and happy smile in his eyes.

The most outstanding young leader of Ziyun Temple, it was quite enjoyable to hunt and kill himself in the monster forest that day, and today the king can recover his capital with interest.

Also, when he was at the outskirts of the monster forest, this kid had an inexplicable and malicious concern for the little witch, and even gave the little witch a purple cloud talisman.Coupled with that girl's good skin, this made the Yaozun, who had always been proud and arrogant, feel a sense of crisis.

Murong Yun hadn't got up yet, after he figured out the surrounding situation, he felt a talisman penetrated into his body, and with the intrusion of the talisman, all the mana in his body was locked, and he was like an ordinary person at this moment.

Mo Qingying hummed and danced on the ground, trying to get up, but because her body was weak and her strength was weak, she couldn't get up for a while.Yang Lin at the side quickly helped him up.

However, after Eldest Mo got up, he stared straight at the Great Formation of Heavenly Secrets in the sky above him. He changed from his usual weakness and tranquility, and stared at the Great Formation frantically.

"The great array of secrets...someone actually set up a great array of secrets..." he shouted excitedly, his eyes fixed on the complicated talismans one after another.

Longyi glanced at him lightly, this young master of the Mohist family is obviously a formation fanatic, the first thing he saw when he entered here was not even the heirloom of the Mohist family - the Longquan Sword, but the one laid by Mo Caiyun 300 years ago Celestial Secret Array.

Long Yi's eyes fell on Murong Yun who had just stood up, and when he felt Duanmu Liu's tyrannical aura, he couldn't help but wryly smiled.

"Sit down honestly, my lord!" As soon as Murong Yun stood up, he was slapped unceremoniously by Duanmu Liu.Unable to mobilize his mana, Murong Yun was no different from an ordinary person, his body swayed, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

"Yaozun, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated. You have the ability to kill me with one sword. Why humiliate me like this!" Murong Yun glared at each other.

"I really want to kill you, you little boy." Duanmu Liu leisurely sized up Murong Yun with his hands behind his back, like a ferocious wolf scrutinizing his prey.

What to do with him?
At this moment, the Yaozun's heart was turning a thousand times. Of course, the best way is to slap this little boy to death, so as to save a long night of dreams, but... a warning look from beside him immediately dispelled Duanmuliu's thought.

"Miss Long, although the head of the sect failed this time, there are still many fellow sects of Ziyun Temple in Mocheng. After going out, it must be in danger every step of the way. And this Yao Zun... At this moment, his mana is humble, even a small monk can defeat him ..." Murong Yun looked sideways at Duanmu Liu and said slowly.

"You said that this king is a burden, let me let you go!" Hearing that Murong Yun spared no effort to belittle him, Duanmuliu was furious, "Believe it or not, this king stabbed you to death with one finger!"

"If you are really confident, then break my seal and let's have a good fight." Murong Yun said coldly.

"Unlock your seal? Do you think this king is a fool? But this king has an idea. Since your mana is sealed, then I will not use mana, just rely on my body, and just compete?" Duanmuliu began to gear up, At this time, when he saw Murong Yun's handsome face that was almost as good as his, he was extremely upset and wanted to beat him upright in front of Long Yi.

Murong Yun was stunned for a moment, and laughed loudly: "What a demon master, who doesn't know that the body of the demon king is far stronger than the human race even without mana. You will lose all the face of the demon masters of all ages." Always Murong Yun, who was calm and calm, saw Duanmu Liu at this moment, and an uncontrollable sense of discomfort rose in his heart. He changed from his usual calm and elegant, and cursed loudly.

Duanmu Liu was furious when he heard the words, rolled up his sleeves, and was ready for a hard fight.At this time, Long Yi couldn't stand it anymore, and said coldly: "Stop it!"

Long Yi spoke, and the two of them calmed down. Duanmu Liu walked up to Long Yi and said bitterly: "The old bull nose of Ziyun Temple owes a lesson, and this little bull nose also owes a lesson, but the future will be long, and this kid will fall into the hands of this king." , I will tune/teach/teach well.”

Murong Yun snorted coldly, straightened his waist, and looked as if he put life and death aside, his face returned to indifference and calmness, but when his eyes swept upwards, he couldn't hide the anxiety and uneasiness in his heart.

I don't know how the head and the three elders are doing now?

"Xiao Niubi, don't look at it. Your bullshit master must have died in the explosion of Wu Feixue's soul. But Ziyi's Niubi is full of evil, so dying like this will be considered cheap for him." Duanmuliu snorted coldly.

Murong Yun glared at each other, and when he was about to retort, he saw Long Yi walking towards Jianchi, Murong Yun's eyes froze slightly, and followed him.

The Longquan sword that had completed its mission was floating above the sword pool at this moment. The sword body exuded a faint red light, and a sense of sadness permeated the entire sword body.

The sword has spirit, Yinquan is suppressed, and the mission is completed. Longquan Sword is not only not happy, on the contrary, it thinks of its owner 300 years ago, which makes it sad.

"Longquan Sword..." Longyi called out softly.

Hearing Longyi's shout, Longquan Sword turned into a ray of light, and flew towards Longyi in the blink of an eye. The next moment, a fiery red sword condensed its flames, and quietly floated in front of Longyi.

The sword body is long, the hilt is exquisite and beautiful, and the tassel of the sword flutters like a ball of flame.At this moment, it was examining Longyi quietly, and after a while, the blade of the sword made a happy sound, as if it was very satisfied with the new owner of Longyi.

"The sword has a spirit, and it automatically recognizes its owner... Miss Long, this is your great fortune." Murong Yun said in a low voice, but a look of surprise flashed on his face.

Doesn't the Longquan sword have to be driven by the blood of the Mohist family?

Duanmu Liu raised his eyebrows, secretly happy for the little witch's great fortune, the fire of nirvana, the black and yellow mirror, and the Longquan sword, this little girl is simply a collection of the top magic weapons of the three worlds, and when she grows up in the future, It is him, and it is difficult to hold a candle to him.

No way... If I make this little witch unhappy in the future, won't my fate be the same as in the monster forest, being bullied badly?Duanmu Liu shrugged uncomfortably.

"It's just that this Longquan sword originally belonged to the Mo family..." Long Yi also liked this exquisite sword very much, but this sword was originally Mo Caiyun's property, so it would be a bit bad to take it forcibly now.

"Little sister, the reason why the Longquan sword can only be driven by the Mo family is because 1000 years ago, the Mo family got the approval of the Longquan sword by chance. Now that the Longquan sword has recognized its master again, even if this sword falls into the hands of the Mo family again, It's completely useless." At this moment, Mo Qingying reluctantly withdrew her gaze from the great array of secrets, and said quietly.

He has a handsome appearance, with an elegant expression, and he has the aura of a handsome young man. If he is not too weak, he would not lose to Duanmu Liu and Murong Yun.

"As for the Mo family, the entangled blood and yin energy have been eliminated, which in itself is a great blessing. If the Longquan sword continues to fall into the hands of the Mo family, it will be a disaster given the current situation of the Mo family. Little sister, you should take it." Mo Qingying's eyes were clear, and she said lightly.

Although Mo Qingying didn't leave home, he could clearly see the situation in the family.Although the Mo family is powerful now, there are no amazing geniuses in the family, so they have been under the control of Ziyun Temple. If the Longquan sword returns to the family, it can only be reduced to a sharp weapon of Ziyun Temple.

As for those people in the Purple Cloud Temple, Mo Qingying was born with an uncomfortable feeling.

"I agree with most of what you said, but I have a big problem with that little sister! If that's the case, wouldn't I call you big brother?" What Mo Qingying said made Duanmuliu very comfortable, but only That little sister made Duanmu Liu very upset.

"This..." Mo Qingying looked at Duanmuliu speechlessly, not knowing why he was unhappy.Long Yi is only about eight or nine years old, it's not an exaggeration to call her little sister.

"Little witch, since people have said so, it would be hypocritical for you not to take it." Duanmuliu temporarily ignored Mo Qingying, and blinked at Longyi. Such a great fate was in front of him, even a fool would take it. .

"Okay, I accept this love from the Mo family." Longyi nodded, and reached out to grab the exquisite sword in front of him, the sword made a joyful sound, happy to find a new owner.

The fire of nirvana from the forehead of the dragon clothes suddenly rushed out, dancing around the sword body, suddenly the red shadow flashed and sank into the sword.

"Zheng——" Longquan's sword trembled for a while, and a red light could be seen faintly projected from the sword. The red light was unpredictable, sometimes it was a golden dragon, sometimes it was a fire phoenix, and sometimes it was a dragon and a phoenix dancing together.

(End of this chapter)