Martial arts become gods

Chapter 3190 Take the initiative
"Why?" Mo Xian said flatly, he needed an answer.

"What?" Bibi was taken aback, as if she didn't quite understand what Mo Xian meant.

"What good will it do for you to open the big rift?" Mo Xian asked again.

"Some things must be done, and some debts must be repaid." Bibi said coldly.

"Even if the people from the big rift invade, is it worth it?" Mo Xian asked, just a few commanders can destroy the lives of the mainland. If the strong people from the big rift invade in large numbers, the mainland will definitely be finished. .

"That's right!" Bibi nodded.

"So, you really joined forces with those so-called commanders?" Mo Xian said.

"Yes!" Bibi nodded.

"Then from now on, we are enemies!" Mo Xian raised his head, staring at Bibi like a sword, and the energy in his meridians boiled again.

"Mo Xian, don't be so self-righteous, you can't change anything!" Another voice came from behind Mo Xian, it was Qiao Ji.

Mo Xian's complexion became more and more ugly. People like Qiao Ji are always elusive. Although they are young, their power is extremely powerful.

Behind them, there must be an unimaginably powerful existence, otherwise such a person would never be able to be cultivated.

"Some things, you will eventually understand, go back, the matter has come to this point, no one can change it!" Bibi sighed faintly, the things she didn't want to see happened after all.

"Hehe, next time we meet again, I won't show mercy!" Mo Xian sneered, then turned around and walked away step by step.

"This kid is so troublesome, I should have killed him a long time ago. If I let him go back this time, I don't know what will happen in the future!" Qiao Ji looked at Mo Xian with murderous eyes, already a little ready to move.

"Shut up, next time, I will never get around you!" Bibi's face turned cold, and she slapped Qiao Ji's face with a volley.

Half of Qiaoji's face turned red immediately, and anger suddenly rose in his heart, but he didn't dare to say more, and said unwillingly: "Yes!"

He was very puzzled, Mo Xian was obviously a big trouble, and should have been resolved long ago, why he was allowed to live in the present, and even tried to protect Mo Xian several times.

If it wasn't for their secret action, the Carlisle family wouldn't be able to keep the Taihuang Palace for so long, and the Fengling clan would have already stepped into the Taihuang Palace.

Mo Xian was in deep thought until he returned to the city.

What does it mean that some debts must always be repaid, who owes whom, and why should the entire continent be involved?

Why did Bibi and the others let him go when they had a chance?

Who is it that cultivated a group of young but terrifying masters like Bibi?

Countless questions without the slightest clue, like a vortex, swallowed Mo Xian.

Seeing Mo Xian came back, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. He is the backbone of this battlefield. If something happens, their place may fall soon.

In fact, the battles here are relatively good, and the battles in other places are even more tragic. It is not known how many warriors die every day.

Under such circumstances, many forces even chose to defect, at least they can survive for a while.

After Mo Xian returned to the city, he locked himself in the secret room.

In the past, he thought that even if the sky fell, there would be those powerful forces to support him, but now he knew that the Taihuang Palace could not be alone.

He was a bit shy before, and didn't want to involve Taihuang Palace too deeply.

But the matter has come to this point, and there is no choice but to fight.

A few days later, Mo Xian walked out of the secret room, and his whole demeanor seemed to have undergone a huge change, as if he had matured a lot within a few days.

"Since it's useless to escape, let's fight!" Mo Xian looked at the dead air in the distance, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, looking very dangerous.

"Lord Mo Xian, a large number of warriors from the Necromancer Race are gathering again!" Soon, someone came to report to Mo Xian.

"Pass down the order and prepare to start the battle immediately!" Mo Xian said calmly.

Hearing this, the people who reported were slightly taken aback. They were all passive defenses before, so they would inevitably be a little surprised.

"Why, don't you understand me?" Mo Xian frowned slightly.

"This subordinate is going to deliver the order!" Several people couldn't help but shuddered. Mo Xian at this time was too terrifying, as cold as a purgatory Shura.

After learning the order to take the initiative to attack, everyone was surprised at first, and even a little worried.

But soon, the blood in their bodies boiled up. After being suppressed and beaten for so long, it was time to fight back. No matter what the result was, they had to give it a try.

Soon, all warriors were ready to go, and Mo Xian stood proudly in front of him, a little lost in thought.

"Lord Mo Xian, you are ready!"

The reminder from others brought Mo Xian back to his senses, he waved his hand lightly, and said, "Let's go!"

Countless warriors behind him immediately swept out, sweeping towards the camp of the Necromancer tribe in the distance, the momentum was quite powerful.

The Necromancers also noticed it very quickly, their reaction speed was quite fast, and countless warriors were dispatched in an instant.

The two sides were like two shock waves, rushing toward each other quickly, and soon collided into one place.

"kill……"

Shouts of killing and roars resounded throughout, and terrifying energy continued to surge.

After this period of fighting, the earth had already cracked, and at this time it began to fall apart, and soon hot magma gushed out, like the end of the world.

"Is this war!" Mo Xian murmured to himself for a while, he had experienced countless battles before, but it was nothing compared to the great war that broke out on the mainland now.

After taking a long breath, he stretched out his hand to grab the void, and the Dark Devil's Howling Spear seemed to fly out of the void, and landed in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Xian whistled softly, and his figure instantly appeared on the battlefield.

The berserk energy spewed out along the dark devil's howling gun, like the scythe of the god of death, quickly harvesting the lives of the necromancer warriors, and all the necromancers killed by him had no hope of resurrection at all.

Soon some strong men from the Necromancers met Mo Xian and stepped forward to fight.

The battle became more and more fierce, warriors fell every moment, the earth was gradually dyed dark red, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger.

Although Mo Xian's side has been supplemented, it is still not as large as the Necromancer's side.

But Mo Xian made up for this gap by himself. As long as he doesn't fall, he won't lose this battle.

This made everyone see hope, gritted their teeth and fought back desperately, even if they died, they would have to pull a back.

As time went by, the number of people on both sides decreased sharply, especially on Mo Xian's side, and many people even died and became the undead of the Necromancer clan.

Mo Xian knew that if he continued, he would lose. Immediately, he shot several strong men around him to retreat, and then frantically swept towards the back of the Necromancers.

(End of this chapter)