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Chapter 91 The Last Barrier

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    "Everyone protect the lady!"

    With the stone barrier broken, all the Xingchen Tower disciples know that they have reached a critical moment of life and death. It is very likely that they will all hate this. The only hope may be with the young lady.

    In front of Zhao Chen'er, the talisman gradually lit up.

    Elder Mo saw the hesitation of some Xingchen Tower disciples and shouted: "Why are you still standing there in a daze! Buy Miss some time so that you can have hope of survival!"

    "Protect Miss!"

    "Yes, Miss Protection, Xingchen Tower will not treat our family badly even if we die!"

    "I swear to protect the lady to the death!"

    Several Mahayana masters first surrounded Zhao Chen'er.  The Xingchen Tower disciples surrounded Zhao Chener layer by layer.  Among them is Zhuge Qing.  I saw a divine look on his face, but when the wind blew, the sleeve of his free arm was fluttering in the wind!

    Among the disciples, Deacon Bu Yiyun¡¯s eyes were slightly red. He thought of Dizhou¡¯s first wife, who would probably never see each other again!

    All Xingchen Tower disciples are waiting for the last moment to come.

    Boom!

    A group of men in black robes swarmed in like a swarm of ants, surrounding all the Xingchen Tower disciples.

    Old Mo¡¯s eyes widened.  A blush rose on her cheeks.  His body shape suddenly accelerated.  Zuo Weiliang's expression changed slightly.  "Brother Zuo, save me!" Chu Yunlan exclaimed in his ears.

    The surrounding air solidified in vain.

    Puff puff.  Seven or eight of his companions vomited blood and fell to the ground.  Chu Yunlan's expression showed a hint of panic. He didn't expect that Mr. Mo could still be so terrifying despite not having much cultivation. An invisible force like a mountain imprisoned him in place, just like an ordinary person facing a huge giant.  As helpless as the waves.

    Zuo Weiliang bit the tip of his tongue fiercely.  His cultivation level suddenly climbed to the peak of the Tribulation Stage.  He managed to grab Chu Yunlan beside him in front of him.

    Boom!

    Chu Yunlan fell in the distance like a sandbag, eyes wide open, lifeless.  Until his death, he would never believe that he would die in such humiliation.  Zuo Weiliang took advantage of his strength to retreat, barely avoiding the vital parts of his body. The Lord in Purple Clothes arrived in time, struck a blow with Mr. Mo, and rescued the seriously injured Zuo Weiliang.

    "Okay, okay."

    The Lord in Purple Clothes laughed.  "Brother Mo is worthy of being one of the three guardians of Xingchen Tower. Although the real body has fallen, the power of your clone is still the same as before. Brother Mo, why don't you join our Ziyi Sect. Maybe one day you can still hope to ascend to the immortal world."

    The redness on Mr. Mo's face gradually receded and he smiled: "I didn't expect that the two evil spirits of Ziqing and Qing did not die back then, and they became the two masters of the Ziyi Sect. It seems that the Supreme Immortal Sect has laid out its layout in the world of cultivation very early. At that time, everyone thought that  After your true body fell, your clones ceased to exist. But I didn¡¯t want you to remain anonymous and only come out now.¡±

    "Yes. How many people can truly become immortals? Without the help of our ancestors in the immortal world, it would be very difficult for us to ascend to the immortal world." The old man in green robe sighed with a smile.  "As I said before, Brother Mo, if Brother Mo still wants to ascend, why not come to our Ziyi Sect?"

    "Ha ha ha ha."

    Mr. Mo laughed loudly: "Now I finally understand why there are so many tragedies happening in the world of cultivation and killing so many living beings. Aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"

    The old man in green robe and the Lord in purple looked at each other, their eyes flashing.

    "It's just that I don't understand. Even if you want to ascend, you don't need to hurt so many innocent people. But your killings still don't stop. Under your rule, there are no cultivators or ordinary people left!" Mr. Mo stared at them.  road.

    "Haha. Why does Brother Mo make such guesses?"

    The two Lords smiled.  But the killing intent in their eyes suddenly became intense.

    "Let me guess." Mr. Mo sneered.

    "Your Ziyi Sect is the lackey of the Supreme Immortal Sect. And the purpose of the Supreme Immortal Sect is nothing more than the Source Star Teleportation Array. And the Xingchen Tower is one of the portals that guards the Source Star Teleportation Array. I also know some of the Source Star teleportation arrays.  Secretly, those of us in the Jiuzhou cultivation world will suffer backlash if we want to enter the Source Star."

    "And you, if you want to enter the Source Star, because of the suppression of the rules of the Source Star, your strength must not be the same, so you are not sure to complete some of your ulterior plots in the Source Star. Now you use this cruel blood sacrifice method to determine  It¡¯s probably related to the plan to enter the Source Star.¡±

    Listening to Mr. Mo¡¯s narration, the two Lords have calmed down from their boiling murderous intent.  But deep in his eyes, there was occasionally a hint of heart-stopping indifference.

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    The Lord in Purple Clothes gently clapped his hands.  "Brother Mo is smart. It's a pity that I wanted to let Brother Mo live, but Brother Mo cut off the road on his own. Hey, maybe Brother Mo is stalling for time, but does Brother Mo think we don't know?"

    "That boy Chu Yunlan has already reported everything. Don't we know that that girl's handWhat is the talisman in .  With that girl's cultivation level, it will take some time to open the teleportation talisman.  Brother Mo, do you think we will give you this time?  "

    The Lord in Purple Clothes sneered and curved his lips: "Everyone listens to the order, break the old guy's 'Dragon Control', and capture that girl!"

    "yes!"

    Mr. Mo laughed heartily.  He glanced at Zhao Chen'er in the 'Dragon Control' with reluctance, scanned deeply at the people in the Xingchen Building, and stepped out.

    Boom!

    The whole small world trembled.

    Lin Zong, who was rushing to this place, paused. A throbbing that penetrated into his soul spread throughout the small world. It seemed like a melancholy voice was chanting, and it was like a bronze bell striking a bell. The heaven and earth were sad together, and blood rain fell!

    Lin Zong was slightly shocked.  He has experienced this scene before.  Back in Ziyun Continent, when the top masters fell, they would trigger reactions from heaven and humans, causing strange phenomena.  Later, he understood that every world has rules, and the people with the highest cultivation level in every world will be recorded by these rules. When they fall, certain phenomena will occur.  "This kind of vision" Lin Zong's heart tightened.  The forward speed suddenly accelerated.

    "No!"

    "Grandpa Mo!"

    In the dragon hood, Zhao Chener's eyes were full of panic.

    In her eyes, Mr. Mo is her last support. He has always protected her along the way. No matter how big the difficulty is, he can easily solve it with Mr. Mo's guidance.  It was precisely because of Mr. Mo's existence that she vowed to return to Xingchen Tower.

    She knows that she is a little willful, but with Mr. Mo here, she is not afraid of making mistakes.

    But at this moment, she deeply regretted it.  Look at the situation that everyone in Xingchen Tower has been brought into by her at this moment!  Mr. Mo used an unknown secret method to bring the two lords into the void. Facing two masters of the same level, one can imagine what the fate of Mr. Mo would be.

    Look at the people in Xingchen Tower. Although they have formed a formation to protect them, their cultivation levels are all suppressed below the Dongxu stage. Facing a group of black-robed men led by purple envoys, they can only be massacred.  Each and every Xingchen Tower disciple fell into a pool of blood with hope and unwillingness.  "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" Zhao Chener had tears in his eyes.  She knew what the disciples in Xingchen Tower were hoping for. They were hoping that she could save them in the next moment.  But her cultivation is not enough.  It will take a long time to open the talisman.

    "Hold on, you have to hold on" Zhao Chen'er gritted his teeth.  Convey your cultivation with all your strength.

    Boom!

    The void shattered.  A figure fell to the ground like a falling meteorite.  Ahem.  Mr. Mo managed to stand up, looked at Zhao Chen'er and smiled bitterly: "Miss, Grandpa Mo is useless and can't protect you!"

    After saying that, he sat cross-legged.  The hair all over the body suddenly fell out.  The smooth skin suddenly became as wrinkled as an old tree.  The breath all over my body seems to be there or not.  Already reaching the end of life.

    "Grandpa Mo!" Zhao Chen'er cried sadly.  His face turned pale.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Two figures walked out of the void.  Although he looked a little embarrassed, his laughter was loud and clear.

    "Girl Zhao. Your last source of support is gone. Let's see who can save you."

    Chichichichichi!

    In despair, the lives of more Xingchen Tower disciples were harvested and they fell into a pool of blood.  In front of Zhuge Qing, a Xingchen Tower disciple exploded with laughter in despair, but a purple messenger waved his sleeves, and that disciple could not bring any black-robed man to death with him.

    Zhuge Qing laughed miserably, looked at Bu Yiyun, and at the same time used his strength to prepare to self-destruct.  Right now.  A figure came from far away like lightning, and shouted from a distance: "Brother Zhuge, don't panic, I'm here to help you!"

    (To be continued. Thanks to the ¡®drop in the south of the Yangtze River¡¯ and the ¡®scumbag handsome¡¯ classmates for insisting on voting! Thanks to the friends who have been silently supporting Mingqiu!)
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