The evil villain: kidnapped the righteous saint at the beginning

Shushan.

Fairy air is floating.

It forms a sharp contrast with the world full of ghosts.

If there is any place in this world that is pure land, then at this moment, only Shushan is left.

However,

In the near future, even Shushan will be submerged in the disaster of ghosts.

Who can predict whether it is dead or alive?

What can be predicted is that

Shushan lives, and the world lives;

Shushan dies, and the world perishes!

Therefore, Shushan, which gathers the world's famous sects, is busy with serious faces at this moment.

Outside the gate of Shushan.

With the arrival of the last famous sect, Qingyun Taoist Temple, the entire Shushan has thoroughly begun the final preparations to resist the catastrophe.

And a Taoist nun named Fazhen came to Moye...

Moye ignored the busy crowd, stared at the crying Fazhen, and said with a hint of anger: "Where is Falan? Why didn't she come... Was she delayed by something?!"

Fazhen seemed to be frightened by his evil spirit, sobbing while taking out a yellow talisman.

The yellow talisman was folded neatly and strung together by a red thread.

Fazhen held the yellow talisman in front of Moye and cried more and more, "This is given by Master, Senior Sister... to you..."

Moye took the yellow talisman.

On the front of the yellow talisman was an ancient word "An", which was obviously a peace talisman.

On the back, there was a word "Mo" in beautiful handwriting.

Looking at this word,

Moye's heart trembled, and suddenly she felt dry in the mouth.

After a while,

He asked again in a calm tone: "What happened to Falan?"

But he did not look at Fazhen,

but cast his eyes towards the world full of ghosts, and held the amulet tightly in his hand.

Fazhen took a few deep breaths, lowered his head and said: "Senior sister...Senior sister, in order to save me, fell into a group of ghosts...I don't know whether she is alive or dead..."

Being captured by the vicious ghosts, there is only a miserable end of being disemboweled and eaten by ghosts.

It's not that I don't know whether I am alive or dead,

It's just that I don't want to accept the cruel fact!

Moye looked at Yuantian expressionlessly, without saying a word.

Just the palm holding the amulet made a crackling sound, and the magic sword on his back trembled violently.

Fazhen lost control of her emotions again, sobbing and covering her face, saying intermittently: "The amulet of our Qingyun Taoist Temple is the most effective... This amulet is what Senior Sister asked for for you, Mr. Mo..."

"Senior Sister's last wish is for me to give you this amulet. She said she hopes you can successfully complete your mission!"

"Senior Sister is very kind to me, but I..."

"Okay, no need to say more... She's dead, right? I know!" Mo Xie nodded expressionlessly, then turned and left, "Live well! Since she saved you, keep this life for her..."

He threw his arm, and a treasure bag fell accurately into the yellow cloth bag that Fazhen was carrying.

The treasure bag contained the best treasures in Shushan.

Mo Xie never looked back and walked towards the depths of Shushan.

Fazhen looked at the man with tears in her eyes, watching him put the amulet into his arms with great care...

...

"The cultivation world is fake! Everyone is just an NPC!"

"If they die, they die. Why should I be affected by it?"

"Grieve for a fake NPC... I am really ridiculous!"

Moye laughed at herself while putting the crumpled amulet into her arms.

He walked silently for a while.

Then he suddenly stopped and slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again,

There was a terrifying black evil spirit in his eyes,

The ferocious dragon soul roared in his mind, and the powerful soul power made the white clothes move without wind.

Then,

Moye stepped on the stone bricks and shattered instantly.

And his figure instantly turned into a fast shadow and fled towards the Ziwei Hall, the main hall of Shushan.

"Even if it's a fake NPC... it's still my favorite NPC!"

"Don't even mention the damn ghost, even this world is not as important as her hair!"

"She's dead, I don't want to play anymore... Let's see whether she's dead or alive soon!"

...

In Ziwei Hall.

The leaders of the major famous sects in the world are gathering together to discuss how to save the world.

But everyone's face is full of sorrow and gloom.

Obviously,

the so-called 'world-saving plan' has no clue at all.

The leader of Qingwei sat cross-legged in the first seat, closed his eyes and said nothing.

The nine elders of Shushan frowned.

Dozens of leaders of major sects sighed.

The whole hall was shrouded in a mood called 'despair'.Why despair?

Because this ghost disaster far exceeds the demon disaster of the past!

Although the ten terrifying ghost kings have never been seen to take action, each of them must have the power to destroy the world;

The thirty-two judges, each of them is powerful enough to rank among the top in the world;

Not to mention the hundreds of ghost generals and countless evil spirits!

By the way,

I heard that there is also a "ghost lord" who is even more mysterious and unpredictable, almost suffocating!

How to fight this? !

Bang!

At this moment,

The door was kicked open by someone, making a loud noise.

Everyone saw a white-clothed disciple slowly walking in, with an extremely arrogant tone, "If you sit and wait for death, you will die. Only by taking the initiative can you survive! Stop talking here, pack up, and go down the mountain right now to kill him!"

"How dare you! How can we allow you, a disciple, to be so presumptuous here while we are talking here?!" Everyone was in a bad mood to begin with, and an ugly old nun suddenly stood up, "If it weren't for you being a disciple of Shushan..."

Mo Xie suddenly looked sideways, and a powerful soul force swayed out.

The old nun seemed to be hit by an invisible sledgehammer, and a mouthful of old blood suddenly spurted out.

Then she flew backwards, hit the wall and fell to the ground, covering her chest and looking at Mo Xie with a horrified face.

The scene was quiet.

This is the head nun of the Emei Sect!

In the world, she is one of the top masters, but she didn't expect that she would be...

Qingxu and other elders suddenly stood up and were about to scold.

"Hahaha... Young friend Mo Xie is right!"

But the head of the sect, Qing Wei, who had been silent all this time, opened his eyes and looked at Mo Xie with a smile on his face, "Since you have a plan in mind, then we will naturally cooperate!"

He looked at everyone and said solemnly: "Pass the order down, go down the mountain and fight before sunset!"

"Head..." Qing Xu and others were anxious.

Qing Wei glanced sideways and whispered: "Do you have any other good plans?"

Then they stopped talking.

The heads of the major sects below were even more shocked, and their eyes fell on Mo Xie.

Who is this boy? !

How could he make the head of the sect, who is like an immortal on earth, trust him so much? !

Mo Xie, however, seemed to be completely unable to sense this trust and nodded as a matter of course, "Yes! Oh, by the way, old man Qingwei, there is one more thing..."

When he was in a good mood, he would call the headmaster twice;

Now he was naturally in a bad mood...

This is not all the pride of being a high-level person.

After all,

I work hard for you to save the people, and you should respect me!

"Is this Shushan disciple so... unruly?"

Everyone in the field was more and more shocked, and they all looked at Qingwei, wanting to see how furious this headmaster would be.

But Qingwei was not only not annoyed, but smiled and said: "Your friend, just say it."

Everyone was confused...

Mo Xie nodded and said: "It's very simple..."

...

Shushan.

At sunset.

Tens of thousands of people gathered in the square - they were all elites from Shushan and major famous sects.

Of course, there are more talented people gathered in front of the Shushan Mountain Gate.

Everyone is waiting, waiting for this decisive battle for the common people!

There is passion, fear, and hatred!

However,

The leader of the crowd is not the head of Qingwei, but a young man in a white robe.

Mo Xie tiptoed and landed on a stone sculpture.

Looking around the audience, he nodded and said: "If it is beneficial to the world, life and death, why should we avoid it because of misfortune or fortune!"

Just this sentence made everyone's eyes light up.

I have a sense of identity with this young leader.

"When this catastrophe comes, it is the time for us cultivators to be born!"

Mo Xie drew out the magic sword and said with a murderous look on his face: "Those who offend our world will be punished even if they are far away!"

"Ghosts are allowed to eat people, but people are not allowed to kill ghosts?! Facing evil ghosts, we must repay them in a more cruel way!"

"This battle is not only for the people, but also for killing ghosts! Damn it, a group of garbage living in dark corners dare to run to the ground to kill my compatriots?! Cut open their stomachs, suck blood and eat their hearts... Give him face, right!"

He waved the magic sword in his hand, and a huge stone sculpture exploded. "If I don't kill evil ghosts, I swear I won't be a human being!"

There was silence below, and then thousands of people shouted, "If I don't kill evil ghosts, I swear I won't be a human being!"

The Shu Mountain, which had been quiet for thousands of years, fell into a boiling blood.

At this moment,

Everyone felt a darkening overhead,

A sinister ghost voice resounded throughout the place,

"Hahaha, Shushan is very lively!"

"Killing ghosts? Haha, a bunch of poor people, dreaming ridiculous dreams!"

"Let me see, these so-called mostHow powerful are the strong cultivators of Taoism! "

"Shadow Ghost King, your title of ghost prophet is not accurate. Didn't you predict that Shushan would be defenseless and launch a sneak attack?"

"Ahem, old, old, please forgive Ghost Lord!"

"Ghost Lord, it's okay. We will attack with all our strength. Even if Shushan is well prepared, we can crush him to death!"

...

Everyone looked up at the sky and saw many ghosts standing in a black cloud of ghost energy.

"Look over there!" Another exclamation.

Outside the mountain gate, a white mist filled the air, and there seemed to be dense ghosts in the white mist.

A cold ghost energy instantly filled the whole place!

Everyone felt their scalps tingling, and the previous passion seemed to be extinguished by ice water.

"Ghost... is coming!"

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PS. Children, I'm back! Ahem...