Nine Realms Sword Master

Hearing Huaiying's words, not to mention Mo Ziyun, Mo Qingxuan and Fei Li Qiankun were also frightened, their scalp numb.

Just look at Mo Qingxuan cautiously: "Young Master Huaiying, what do you mean by this..."

"Oh? Don't you understand?"

Young Master Huaiying smiled slightly, and beckoned to the group of people who controlled the door.

Looking behind the crowd, the middle-aged man stepped forward.

Mo Qingxuan and Fei Li Qiankun looked together, but they didn't know who this man was.

For a while, flying away from the universe seemed to have seen something. His eyes tightened countlessly, but he was not sure, so he asked carefully, "You are..."

"This is called Zhao Qiluo. It's a dog I raised. Of course, you probably haven't heard of his name, but I think you have all heard of his name. What is it called... King Xuanqi?" The eagle smiled to the end.

The words fell to the ground, boom!

The brains of most of the people present went blank for a moment.

Both Mo Qingxuan and Fei Li Qiankun's heart have stopped.

Everyone is dumbfounded!

Just watching Mo Qingxuan sat on the ground, his face was extremely blue, his eyes widened, and he looked at the middle-aged man incredibly.

"Xuan... King Xuan Qi? You... Are you the King Xuan Qi?" Mo Qingxuan asked with a dull gaze.

"That... the King Xuanqi who possesses profound heart thaumaturgy?" said a soul person next to him tremblingly.

"Impossible... King Xuan Qi... how could he be here? And... and also worshipped into the gate? This is impossible..."

The people trembled and turned pale.

"Lord Xuanqi? Xuanxin Thaumatology? Father...that's...what?" Mo Ziyun looked at Mo Qingxuan dullly, then asked.

"A thaumaturgy that can easily deprive others of their will!"

Before Mo Qingxuan could speak, Fei Li Qiankun over there spoke first.

"Deprived of will?"

Many people have a tight heart.

"It is said that there are a million walking corpses under King Xuanqi! These walking corpses are all deprived of their will by King Xuanqi and become dolls that can be manipulated at will. If he wants these people to go east, these people will never go west. They committed suicide, and they would never steal their lives. It can be said that these people are a tool and a plaything of him." Fei Li Qiankun said in a low voice: "With this thaumatism, King Xuanqi quickly became An overlord of the Holy State, no one dared to provoke him, but... how could he be here... and... he also became the subordinate of Young Master Huaiying..."

There was a solemn color on Fei Li Qiankun's face, and intense fear flashed in his eyes.

You know, with this technique, Zhao Qiluo can continuously recruit extraordinary powerhouses.

How can such an overlord be held in the hands of a mere control of the door?

How did Huaiying do it?

"Why, is it weird that this guy is my dog? Don't you think that the million wastes he raises can pose a threat to this young man?" Huaiying put down his wine glass and said with a smile: "Or, Do you have any questions about my strength?"

"I dare not dare, my subordinates will never dare!" Fei Li Qiankun hurriedly clasped his fists to salute, and said with sincerity: "The son is supernatural, how can King Xuanqi be an opponent of the son?"

"Ah."

Huaiying chuckled softly, and didn't bother to bother to fly away from the universe, turned his head and looked at Mo Ziyun and said: "Mo Ziyun, you choose it yourself, obey me obediently, or let me erase your will and become a no one. The plaything of the soul, you can choose by yourself."

Mo Ziyun's delicate body trembled slightly, and the pain and hesitation in his eyes became more intense.

Finally, she suddenly raised her hand and blasted her forehead unceremoniously. At the same time, she gathered a strong time force with her other hand and called together.

This is surprisingly trying to disrupt his own time trajectory after suicide.

but...

With so many powerful people here, and the King Xuanqi here, Mo Ziyun wants to commit suicide, it is a fantasy!

Just saw a strange restriction fell on Mo Ziyun's palms.

The palms that hit her head stopped instantly.

Mo Ziyun's autumn eyes shrank suddenly.

She looked towards the King Xuanqi, but saw that King Xuanqi only raised one hand.

So Yun Danfeng easily imprisoned her... The strength of the King Xuanqi, I am afraid that it will not lose to Niantian!

"Mo Ziyun, you really let me down!"

Huaiying suddenly slapped the cup on the table.

咣嚓!

The cup and the table became powder in an instant.

Huaiying stood up, staring at Mo Ziyun with cold eyes, and people walked over.

Mo Ziyun's eyes were hesitating, but she was a bit firm again, looking at Huaiying.

"Are you rejecting the opportunity I gave you?" Huai Ying said blankly.

"If I really get this so-called profound heart thaumatism and become a walking dead, I am afraid that what I have said is not enough to be evidence, let the Shenji Palace sanction the Shentian Temple! Otherwise, why should you waste time with me here, I have already let King Xuanqi take the shot!" Mo Ziyun gritted his teeth secretly: "Since I can't die, let me be a zombie!"

"This is what you forced me, Mo Ziyun." Huaiying furiously said, "Besides, do you think it would be fine for you to become a walking dead? Don't forget, you refused my gift, and it will only hurt the entire Mo Family!"

After the voice fell, Huaying yelled: "Take down Mo Qingxuan and his wife, and give me Ling Chi in front of this slut, and then make sacrifices alive!"

"what?"

Mo Qingxuan's face turned pale with fright, and hurriedly knelt down and begged, "My son, don't!"

"Huaiying! You..."

Mo Ziyun was also extremely frightened.

"fast!"

Huaying yelled.

"Yes."

The men immediately ran off.

Mo Qingxuan begged with all his might, but it was useless.

He had no choice but to turn his head, looking at Mo Ziyun, and eagerly shouted: "Zi Yun! Daughter! My dear daughter, are you really going to kill your father and your mother? You really want to kill the Mo family? You agree. Come on! Dad is here to beg you, Dad kowtows to you!!!"

Mo Qingxuan begged madly, and the whole person was extremely embarrassed.

He didn't want to die like this, let alone die like this aggrieved.

"Miss, do you really want to watch the Mo Family die because of you?"

"Miss...The Temple of Heaven is just one of your sects. My Mo Family is the place where you were born and raised. Is it really worth sacrificing the Mo Family for the Temple of God?"

"Miss... please agree to Young Master Huaiying!"

"Miss, please!"

All the members of the Mo family knelt down, crying bitterly and shouting loudly.

Mo Ziyun said nothing, but her delicate body trembled fiercely.

At this time, she was already at a loss as to how to choose, and she looked stupidly at the same place, feeling helpless.

At this moment, a scream came from outside the door.

Mo Ziyun hurriedly looked towards the door, and when he saw the scenery outside the door, he was suddenly struck by lightning!