Martial arts become gods

Chapter 3207 What is the Right Way
Soon Mo Xian left the Wind Spirit Clan, Mo Linghuo and Wan Yaofeng were still raging behind him.

He is not clear about the specific situation on the mainland now, and soon after, he saw a big battle going on below.

One side seems to be a necromancer, but the other side doesn't know.

Although the entire continent has basically fallen, the continent is so big that there are still many places where wars break out every day.

Mo Xian swooped down immediately, and his powerful aura directly suppressed the two sides who were fighting.

"Who is coming, please report your name!" The necromancer said vigilantly.

"Mo Xian!" Mo Xian didn't hide it either.

"You are Mo Xian? The Lord of the Taihuang Palace?" It was quite shocking that someone on the side fighting the Necromancers recognized Mo Xianlai.

It was rumored that Mo Xian had died in a battle, but now he appeared again.

"Hehe, I never thought I would become more famous after my death!" Mo Xian shook his head mockingly.

"Mo Xian?" The Necromancers were shocked. Not long ago, one of their troops seemed to be killed by Mo Xian.

"Hehe, let's go!" Mo Xian said lightly.

"Mo Xian, you can't let them go, they are accomplices from another world!" Many warriors became anxious, didn't Mo Xian come out to help them?
"So what?" Mo Xian asked back, there is no distinction between good and evil in his eyes now, anyone who dares to stand in his way is an enemy.

"You should kill them, so that the mainland can have more opportunities!" Many warriors said, isn't this a matter of course?
"Haha, it's none of my business!" Mo Xian laughed wildly.

"You really let us go?" The Necromancers still didn't believe it, which was too strange.

"If you want to die, I don't mind!" Mo Xian said flatly.

The Necromancers looked at each other for a while, and then quickly began to retreat. If Mo Xian could even deal with the army that attacked the Shenfengyuan, they would have no chance at all.

"Mo Xian, you are crazy, you let them go!" A group of warriors said angrily, Mo Xian should help them as a matter of course, but now he is obviously helping the Necromancers.

"Shut up, do you really think I'm here to help you? If you don't want to die, just tell me the current situation honestly!" Mo Xian sneered, and the terrifying breath immediately spread.

All the warriors turned pale with fright. They knew that Mo Xian might not be the same Mo Xian as before.

After regaining their senses, they immediately began to talk about the current situation on the mainland.

"It turns out that the Taihuang Temple has not been destroyed yet!" After hearing this, Mo Xian's deep eyes finally showed a gleam of light, and it seemed that things were not as bad as he imagined.

He didn't embarrass the warriors either, he turned around and left.

"It seems that this Mo Xian has escaped into the magic way!"

"What kind of evil way, I think he just took refuge in those evil ways, otherwise how could he suddenly come back to life."

"That is, instead of being a good person, you want to be someone else's dog. If you don't follow the right path, you choose to follow a crooked path!"

Everyone looked at Mo Xian's back and discussed with contempt on their faces, but they didn't know that Mo Xian saved their lives just now.

Just because Mo Xian didn't do what they thought, he became a big villain.

"Good man, right way?" Mo Xian suddenly paused. What is a good man and right way, and who defined it?
Is the Fengling tribe the right way? I'm afraid the whole continent thinks so, but the Fengling tribe stretched out their butcher knives at Taihuang Palace.

Although he didn't think he was a good person before, he never did evil, but the result was that Taihuang Palace was almost wiped out.

If this is a good person, this is the right way, he would rather not do it.

Immediately, he stopped his figure and returned to the front of the crowd, and the monstrous breath spread out in an instant.

"You... what do you want to do?" Everyone was shocked.

"Didn't you say that I'm a bad person, so I'll show you how bad I am!" Mo Xian laughed wildly, and shook his hand suddenly.

"Bang bang..."

A series of figures exploded, and the smell of blood swept away instantly.

Not long after, all the warriors disappeared.

Mo Xian sneered, and left calmly as if nothing had happened.

A few days passed quickly, and his hands were already covered with blood, including those from the Necromancer and the Continental Alliance.

And the Altar of Destiny in the sky finally entered a little bit. From a distance, he saw countless warriors fighting near the altar, and there were many familiar figures among them.

He speeded up and rushed over immediately, without hiding his aura.

"That's it!" Sensing Mo Xian's aura, countless warriors were startled, as if time had paused.

"It's Mo Xian, he's not dead!" Moments later, there were exclamations everywhere, and many people's eyes were moist in an instant.

For five years, there was no news of Mo Xian, and his grave was still on the lonely peak, but he unexpectedly appeared in everyone's sight without warning.

"You're not dead?" The Ninth Commander looked at Mo Xian in surprise. The mark he left on Mo Xian had indeed disappeared, and that was the best proof.

"This is the Mo Xian you mentioned, isn't it good, you actually planted a brand with the power of the source!" Several other commanders said disdainfully.

"You all go, I don't want to hurt anyone!" Mo Xian said flatly.

Hearing his words, everyone was slightly taken aback, Mo Xian now seems a little different from before.

"Let's go? Haha, Mo Xian, what do you really think you can change?" The Ninth Commander laughed loudly, while trying to stimulate the imprint left in Mo Xian's body.

Mo Xian suddenly felt a burning pain in his neck, and the brand of grimace appeared again.

This brand has been planted in the depths of his soul, even if the previous physical body is destroyed, as long as he gets new flesh and blood, it will revive.

The Ninth Commander has thoroughly activated the brand. Mo Xian has borrowed his power more than once, and now he can make Mo Xian his own puppet as long as he is willing.

"what!"

Mo Xian hugged his head and screamed in pain.

"Mo Xian..." Countless people were startled immediately, wanting to rush to Mo Xian's side.

"Get out!" Mo Xian roared, terrifying power shot out from his body, knocking everyone back.

"Mo Xian!"

"Master!"

Everyone was shocked, the Mo Xian now made them feel very strange, as if he was a completely different person.

"Haha, stop making fearless resistance. When my brand is planted deep in your soul, it will already doom your end." The Ninth Commander laughed wildly.

Mo Xian suddenly calmed down, staring at Commander Nine, "Then let me borrow your strength again!"

While speaking, he grasped the void with his palm, and a vague chain formed between him and the Nine Commanders.

This is the mysterious connection between the brand on his neck and the Ninth Commander, and it is the key to the Ninth Commander's control over him.

But at the same time, he can also use this mysterious bond to reversely absorb the power of the Nine Commanders.

(End of this chapter)