Divine beast system, you can become stronger by cultivating mythical beasts

The jade lock around Mo Qingwu's neck was the same fate lock between her and the Canghe scattered people.

As long as the Canghe scattered people are in danger, the Tongmei Lock will sound the alarm.

In the past, whenever the cranes were in danger, the lock of the same life would jump.

At the same time, cracks will appear in the same-life lock.

The more rifts, the more dangerous the cranes are.

However, this time, the jade lock was broken.

The jade lock is broken, and the crane dies.

Mo Qingwu already knew about the death of the Canghe Sanren.

"Brother, my brother."

Cold Face Venerable Mo Qingwu wanted to cry, but her tears had long dried up, and she never knew what it was like to cry.

All she could do was speak in a flat, trembling voice.

"I told you a long time ago, don't let you cause trouble, don't let you cause trouble, you don't listen to me, and you do evil with my prestige, and now... Ay.

Mo Qingwu clenched his fists and paced back and forth in the cold and lonely hall.

"What's going on with Zijing and Vine Dragon? How can you not even protect people? Are they also dead! The two of them make a move, even if they are out of the realm, they have to retreat, could it be that other strong people intervene? Under

extreme anger, Mo Qingwu was still able to maintain his sanity to analyze the situation, which is rare among many strong people.

After a period of analysis, Mo Qingwu's anger accumulated in his heart became more and more.

What little reason was left was quickly ignited by anger.

Her mind was full of the appearance of a crane.

From the fact that the Canghe Sanren was still a baby, to the child, to the young man, all the way, Mo Qingwu took care of the Canghe Sanren.

Although the two are siblings, their affection is far better than that of mother and son.

"Brother, I will avenge you, you wait, I will let the person who killed you, never surpass life, I will torture him for a thousand years!" Mo Qingwu gritted his teeth, turned and flew into the sky, shattering the dome and flying to the east.

On the way, Mo Qingwu did not hide any breath, and she unscrupulously released the breath that belonged to the strong.

Everywhere they passed, everyone trembled, monsters crept, and heaven and earth changed color for it.

Within the Four Xuan Sect, the faces of Li Xun and the others, who were cultivating, changed drastically.

"This breath!"

"So powerful!"

"Is it His Holiness?"

The four Zhenshan elders of the Four Xuan Sect were suppressed by the aura emitted by Mo Qingwu, unable to move.

Looking at those disciples of the Four Xuan Sect, it was even more miserable.

Many disciples fainted directly.

What's more, he was directly scared to death by this breath.

Soon, the breath dissipated, and Mo Qing did not go far.

Li Xun and the others were finally able to move.

Just the aura released by passing by was so terrifying, Mo Qingwu's strength was naturally unimaginable.

At this time, Xiao Zhi put away the illusory trail map, and the vine dragon trapped in it had died, and the body was directly thrown out by Xiao Zhi.

Compared to the purple mirror, the death of the vine dragon was even more miserable, and it was almost impossible to see the human form, and even the Yuan Baby was shattered.

Compared to Xiao Zhi himself, his doppelganger is a little more ruthless.

Xiao Zhi took the sword of the vine dragon and looked at it with the pupil of identification.

White Dragon Roaring Cloud Sword, a fourth-order magic weapon.

Oh, it's still a fourth-order magic weapon, interesting, I'll accept this thing.

Xiao Zhi put away the White Dragon Xiaoyun Sword and was preparing to head east.

Suddenly, a terrifying coercion swept over.

In the face of this coercion, Xiao Zhi suddenly stood upside down, and his heart panicked.

"Who is it? Such a strong coercion? Xiao Zhi said to himself.

"It won't be that guy's sister, it's not good, run quickly!" Xiao Zhi collected the tooth knife into the space of the divine beast, and then launched the Void Concealment Technique, and after stealth, he fully activated the black wing, like a flying arrow, and rushed to the east.

This place is less than a thousand miles away from the Star Evil Horn, and ordinary immortal cultivators can fly there in a day or two.

Xiao Zhi's speed under the all-out flight far exceeded that of ordinary immortal cultivators.

With his speed, it is estimated that it only takes half a day's work to fly to the Star Evil Horn.

After waiting for the Star Evil Horn, Xiao Zhi completely entered the territory of the Demon Dao.

At that time, even the Venerable of the Righteous Path Alliance would not be able to help Xiao Zhi.

Those powerhouses of the Demon Dao will not sit idly by.

Xiao Zhi flew fast, and Mo Qingwu flew faster.

In just a few moments, Mo Qingwu flew into the battlefield.

When she saw the corpses of the three people scattered by the crane, her brain suddenly went blank.

Although, she had already been mentally prepared.

But when she saw this scene, she still couldn't accept it.

Fujilong and Zijing are her proudest apprentices.

Both of them have the talent to become strong people and become Venerable Ones of the Righteous Path Alliance.

Mo Qingwu poured countless efforts into them in order to train them to become Venerables so that they could protect the Canghe Sanren.

And Canghe Sanren is her most beloved brother, her only brother, and her only relative in this world.

For the sake of the Canghe Sanren, she was willing to offend all the Venerables of the Righteous Path Alliance, even if the Canghe Sanren caused countless evils, she would stand up for the Canghe Sanren and not let anyone hurt the Canghe Sanren.

As long as someone dares to hurt a single hair of the Canghe Sanren, Mo Qingwu will not die and kill the person who hurts the Canghe Sanren.

Seventy-five years ago, the Canghe Sanren took a fancy to a female immortal cultivator in the Huifeng Sect.

This female immortal cultivator was the granddaughter of the Great Elder of the Huifengzong, and she was very delicate.

But in order to get her, the Canghe Sanren actually violated this female immortal cultivator and ruined her innocence.

This female immortal cultivator could not bear such an insult, and committed suicide on the same day.

The Great Elder of the Hui Feng Sect sought revenge on the Canghe Sanren, injured the Canghe Sanren, and almost killed the Canghe Sanren.

And Mo Qingwu didn't care about it at all.

All she knew was that someone had almost killed the Canghe Sanren.

From that day on, the Hui Fengzong had completely disappeared from the Righteous Path Alliance.

The Hui Feng Sect was not a small sect like Fu Qingmen, it was a medium-sized sect whose strength far exceeded that of the Four Xuan Sect.

The entire sect, 3,200 people, all died at the hands of Mo Qingwu.

There are many more things like this, and every time it ends this way.

Mo Qingwu's doting made the Canghe scattered people more presumptuous.

And Mo Qingwu still knows that she has always regarded doting as her protection for the Canghe scattered people.

Mo Qingwu's doting on the Canghe scattered people has exceeded the imagination of others.

It can be said that the Canghe scattered people are all of Moqing's lifelessness.

Today, the cranes are dead.

Mo Qingwu has no relatives in this world.

Mo Qingwu hugged the Canghe Sanren and held the corpse of the Canghe Sanren in his arms.

The bright red blood stained Mo Qingwu's white clothes.

"Brother, don't sleep anymore, don't sleep anymore, listen to your sister, get up quickly, your sister will take you out to play, behave, listen to your sister."

Mo Qingwu muttered, his eyes blank, looking into the distance.

She hummed softly.

This ballad was often sung to him by Mo Qingwu when Canghe Sanren was a baby.

Blood stained white, the evening wind shivered, Mo Qingwu closed his eyes, but he couldn't squeeze out a single tear.

"Brother, you wait here first, my sister will be angry for you."

Mo Qing did not use a spell and froze the severed Azure Crane scattered people together.

Immediately, as soon as she stomped her foot, her white cloth boots turned transparent, and a cold cold wind howled.

Snowflakes fell in the sky, and a hundred-meter-high transparent ice palace was uprooted on the spot.

Mo Qingwu walked into the palace and put the Canghe Sanren on the couch in the palace.

"Brother, wait for me... I'll go get angry for you. "