The body of a warrior exploded first, and the pungent smell of blood spread. Bright red blood stained the sky, but did not fall. Everyone saw that there were fragments of broken internal organs in the blood spring. The terrifying scene stayed in the space and did not continue. Mo Ran seemed to want everyone to watch this scene and let fear occupy their hearts. "Peng~Peng~Peng~Peng~" There were several muffled sounds again, and the bodies of more than ten warriors exploded one after another, and a stronger fishy smell came out. Want to cover your nose? That's extravagant hope~ "Peng~Peng~Peng~Peng~Peng~" Hundreds Thousands Ten thousand One hundred thousand Little by little, extremely slowly, the bodies of more than 100,000 warriors were destroyed. Mo Ran looked at the few high-level God Emperors in the crowd, and the murderous intent in his eyes rose again. "Mu Xu? You seem to be very happy to have accepted the souls of the five powerful God Emperors from our Zixiaomen." As soon as he said these words, Mu Xu's heart was shaken, and a boundless wave of fear immediately swallowed him up "And you, Bai Xuanrou, among the seven souls there is actually the soul of a high-level divine emperor" Just as he said this, Mo Ran raised his right hand and made a stroke with his fingertips, and the two people's lower abdomens suddenly opened. A cut. Everyone can clearly see that the moment the hole was opened, what flowed out was not red blood, but white and yellow airflow vitality. Yes, what everyone saw was that the original vitality of the two high-level God Emperors was constantly being lost. They saw with their own eyes that the vitality they had cultivated for many years was reduced to nothing. This kind of punishment had never been done before. "Stab the God~" Countless souls were wailing in the sky. Mo Ran waved his hand to take back the soulless souls that belonged to the Zixiaomen disciples, and shed a tear from the corner of his eye. It was just a drop, which added to the resentment in Mo Ran's heart. Seeing the milky white lights gathering together, Mo Ran opened his eyes and shot out a spiritual thought quickly. "Boom~" The blood drops all over the sky lost the influence of the law of time, and turned into a downpour of blood, falling towards the Tiandang Mountain where the angry flames were steaming again. The fire temperature was extremely high, and the remains of the steaming blood rain had not yet fallen. When it reaches the hinterland of the mountains, it turns into a bloody mist that fills the sky, curling up into the sky. This is nothing. Just when the blood mist enveloped the entire Tiandang Mountain, Mo Ran waved his hand, and a strong wind swept more than 100,000 Nine Realm Warrior Yuanshen into the fire wave. These souls have not lost their spiritual consciousness. They can still think and make sounds, but they cannot self-destruct. Mo Ran used great power to place restrictions on the souls of more than 100,000 people. They could not self-destruct and could only be roasted by the God-Destroying Burning Cloud Formation. As long as he did not want to let these people go, they would not be able to survive for thousands of generations. I can only bear it "Ah~, it's so hot, what kind of fire is this? Let me out" "Mo Ran, if you dare, kill me, kill me" "Lord Thorn God, I was wrong , please let me go "" The sounds of crying, cursing, begging for mercy, wailing At this time, they have become one, and the sound waves are sweeping, it is the soul of the more than 100,000 warriors. Cry and howl. Mo Ran acted like he had not heard anything and watched all this with cold eyes. There was no pity in his eyes, but only endless sadness and hatred. Slowly turning his head, Mo Ran looked at the nine emperors who were helpless but unable to speak or move. Who would have thought that Yao Yue and others, who were all-powerful before, are now like dolls in Mo Ran's palm. If the other party doesn't want you to move, you can't move. Yaoyue¡¯s eyes were blood red, and her beautiful face turned into the color of pig liver. Seeing this, Mo Ran glanced coldly and sneered: "Want to talk? Okay." While speaking, Mo Ran's thoughts paused, and the nine emperors suddenly found that they could speak, but that was all, from the neck down. Part of it is still under Mo Ran's control "Mo Ran, others are afraid of you, but I, Yaoyue, will not be afraid of you. So what if I understand the law of time? Even if I die, brother will definitely avenge me, so you can Waiting for the anger to burn out the fire. "Hysterical roars came out in a hoarse voice. Not only were Yao Yue's eyes red, but blood began to flow from her mouth. She originally wanted to provoke Mo Ran and give her a good time, but she never knew that this little trick was not taken seriously by Mo Ran at all. "Noisy~" Mo Ran curled his lips slightly, made a slight stroke with his hands behind his back, and two rays of light like sword light suddenly shot out, cutting out the stone pillar shape from the hill that looked like a jagged cloud peak. Then in front of the eight great emperors, Mo Ran pointed his finger at him and grabbed him from the air. Yao Yue's great Yuan Shen was easily captured by him. Then, Mo Ran pushed and sent with one hand. Yao Yue's delicate body shot out and hit the stone pillar with a loud sound. Before he fell, several stone thorns suddenly flew out from nowhere and pierced his hands, feet, shoulders, and legs respectively, nailing him to the stone pillar. After doing all this, Mo Ran threw his soul far away and placed a restraint as usual, still retaining his consciousness and nailing it to the stone pillar. Such a cruel method is not bloody at all, but it makes people unbearably frightened. ??????????????????????????????????????????????¡ªThe person who retains his soul and body and does not kill, but is restrained from being exposed to wind, sun, frost and rain, even if he lives for eternity, he will not die. The eight emperors were frightened, and sweat poured down their faces, soaking through their plain clothes in a moment. At the end of the stone pillar, Yao Yue was still shouting and scolding, but Mo Ran turned a deaf ear and said in a cold tone: "Give you a chance to tell me, who destroyed the Poison Lord Tower?" How can anyone be displeased at this time? If you tell the truth, I'm afraid you will be tortured like Yaoyue for thousands of generations. As a result, all the emperors told the whole story, and the scene was a complete mess "Shut up~" After listening for a long time, Mo Ran finally understood and asked: "You mean, Zixiaomen's Not all people died?" Lengquan said with sweat dripping from his eyes: "Sir, we did not find the leader of the Zixiao men. They disappeared after fighting with us." "Are you sure? Is the artifact given by the Realm Master Jiang Bai?" Mo Ran asked again. Tuyu Yue Ju pecked at the rice and nodded: "Sure, if you don't believe me, you can ask Pan Yi." "Yue Ju, you" Pan Yi from the Central Territory is Ju Yunsong's confidant. Hearing what Yue Ju said He immediately glared at Yue Ju. "Say~" Mo Ran shouted and looked at Pan Yi. Pan Yi didn't dare to hide it, and immediately replied: "Yes, no, I only know that you have been to the Soul Palace of the Outer Heaven Realm and met your master, Lord Jiang Bai." "Jiang Bai" Mo Ran bit his tongue. His teeth clenched, his fists clenched, and his expression suddenly turned cold. When he looked at the eight emperors, his murderous intention reappeared Feeling the boundless murderous intent, the eight emperors suddenly felt a chill in their bodies and hurriedly begged for mercy. "Sir, this is all the adults' plan. We are just following orders" "Sir, Lord Thorn, please forgive us and let us go" "Please give us a good time" Knowing that they could not escape Mo Ran's wrath, some people began to seek a happy death. "Want to have fun?" Mo Ran curled his lips and said solemnly: "What a beautiful thought" As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Ran flew his hands and cut the hills into stone pillars like a trick, and then cut the eight people's souls. The god took it out at the same time, and nailed it to the eight stone pillars like Yaoyue. After finishing, Mo Ran¡¯s ears were filled with wailings of anger and dissatisfaction, but at this time, how could Mo Ran listen. Slowly turning around, he passed through the forest of souls among the groups of warriors. The almost desperate cries and howls echoed inside, and Mo Ran pretended not to see them at all. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT out of nowhere, as he thought, the Zixiaomen disciples were not completely dead. Feelings of grief and anger came from his heart. Mo Ran took a breath first, and then drank loudly towards the flaming mountains. "Disciples of the Zixiao Men, show up quickly." Not long after he shouted loudly, several figures emerged from the sea of ??fire. All of these people were strong in the realm of the God Emperor, and at worst they were low-level. They were lucky enough not to die. After hiding in the mountains for a long time, he was ready to rush out and die with the opponent. But after hearing this familiar shout, these people were stunned at first, and then hurriedly rushed out from the mountain. There were only less than a hundred people The Zixiao men were weak at first, but no matter how weak they were, they still had hundreds of thousands of people. Unexpectedly, in just a few years, only a few hundred people were left. Looking at the Zixiaomen disciples who were all disgraced, and even more so, being supported by their colleagues and flying up, the anger in Mo Ran's eyes grew stronger and stronger. "There's no acquaintance there." Mo Ran sighed in his heart. Among the hundreds of people in the team, the faces were very familiar. Even if they had seen them before, some of them could not be remembered. Seeing Mo Ran return, the disciples of the Zixiao Men fell down one after another and screamed in agony. "Sect Master, we can't save the clan, we are guilty." Mo Ran didn't say anything, just looked at everyone. At this time, a figure came fromHe rushed out and cried: "Sect Master, I am the captain of this small team. We should live and die with Zixiao, but the military commander has ordered that no Zixiao men can fight consecutively. These people They are all subordinates of the villain, and it is the villain who keeps them alive and must not be impulsive. The villain will bear all the mistakes, but he begs the sect leader to spare them." Mang Xing said so impassionedly that he was willing to die. It's touching. Slowly raised his palm, Mo Ran sprinkled hundreds of pills. These pills were all king-level supreme elixirs. The generous gifts given to his subordinates had to show how much Mo Ran valued and cared for them. "Everyone, get up. It's best for you to be alive. Take these pills and stay here." All the disciples burst into tears with gratitude. Namang Xing was even more filled with grief and anger. Seeing that Mo Ran didn't blame him, he gave him the pills and stood up with fists in his hands. Said: "Sect Master, this blood feud must be avenged. I dare to ask the Sect Master, when will we reorganize the Zixiao Men? It will be a shame for the blood of our fellow men." Mo Ran glanced at Mang Xing and said in a deep voice: "If you want to take revenge, you must also take good care of yourself. Body." Mo Ran pointed at the souls all over the mountains and shouted: "Mangxing, now this sect orders you to lead them and cultivate them with all your strength. All the souls here, including those emperors, can be used by you. After recovering, find me the remaining members of Zixiao. As long as there is one alive, we must find out his whereabouts. Do you understand?" "Understood." Mang Xing bowed and saluted. At this moment, the communication crystal on Mo Ran¡¯s waist suddenly trembled. Mo Ran opened it and took a look: "Is it Fang Zhun?"