216 Record 1

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"Good things you have done at home!"

Ying Qingtian's cold words came from Qingtian's ears, and there was a faint anger, and his heart trembled. Throughout the whole Sirius plane, the cultivation of the ancestors of the Ying family is absolutely outstanding, and there is absolutely no more than the number of hands. But after all, Sirius Guardian has an extraordinary identity, and his hands and eyes are open to the sky. He is still extremely afraid.

At that moment, he hurriedly said, "I don't know what I did wrong at home, please keep it clear!"

"This guardian exhausted his efforts, abandoned his cultivation, and finally calculated the time of birth of the collection catalogue. With the help of life, the place of birth was determined. I thought it was appropriate for you to give such a heavy responsibility to your family! I never thought that those useless garbage would be sent out and the whole army would be destroyed!" Sirius guard groaned coldly.

"The whole army is destroyed? How is this possible?"

In shock, Ying Qingtian suddenly stood up from the couch and lost his voice and said, "Ying Feizhen, Ying Tianxing, etc., are all soul saints's cultivation, and they are 100 disciples of my Ying family, all of whom are above the soul master's cultivation. The soul king accounts for more than half. How can something happen to deal with several small tribes?"

"It's about this stupid thought that ruins this guard!" Sirius guarded the voice of hatred.

"What the hell... is going on?" Du Qingtian is still in shock. Ying Feizhen and others are the middle figure in the reserve force of the Ying family. In the future, he will become the existence of a large family that will become the commander of the Soul Emperor. Now he has died several times, which is a huge blow to the family. If you were facing ordinary people at this moment, you would have lost your temper long ago.

"Mo Jian! Isn't that Mo Jian? He suddenly appeared in the Changhe tribe and killed everyone. Even the hidden catalogue was taken away by him!" The sky wolf guarded the way.

"Mo Jian...his cultivation seems to be..." Ying Qingtian was surprised.

"In the chaotic area, since he can kill Du Rulong with the eighth-order soul weapon, let alone the garbage of your home!" Sirius Guardian said coldly, "If you listen to me and send a high-level person of the family soul emperor to take action, how can Mo Jian escape and do something bad for me?"

Ying Qingtian said with hatred: "I have mentioned to the guardian before that as soon as he came out of the chaotic area of the plane, the old thing of the chaotic emperor lowered the first ' plane academy order' for many years, and informed the four families and the people who control the beast sect, and the people who are older than Mo Jian are not allowed to take action against him, otherwise the plane academy will work hard. It was out of this fear that I handed over this matter to Ying Feizhen... There is something unclear below. Since the guard hates this boy so much, why don't you take action in person?

The transmission fell into Sirius's guardian idea, making the gray-haired handsome man slightly stunned, paused for a moment, and a trace of resentment appeared in his eyes. Earlier, an innate emperor interfered with it, and he had never made up his mind to take action against Mo Jian. When he arrived at the chaotic area, Mo rose naturally, and Mo Jian was bound to die. However, when he ascended, he not only told the mystery of the plane guardian that his cultivation was not inferior to his chaotic emperor, but also left a 'divine will' on Mo Jian.

Today, Mo congenitally crosses the shackles of the lower plane and is already a real god.

Sirius Guardian knows better than anyone on this plane how God exists.

And the divine will he left is all aimed at himself. Once he takes action against Mo Jian, this divine will not only attack, but also pass on the murder of Mo Jian to the Chaos Emperor.

Once the chaotic emperor makes the secret of the guardian of the plane revealed to the world, the whole Sirius plane is bound to be chaotic, thus damaging the origin of the plane. Then, as the guardian of the plane, you will also be destroyed immediately.

Before Mo congenitally ascended, he had given enough protective measures for Mo Jian.

After these thoughts flashed in his mind, Sirius Guardian said, "As a plane guard, I have my own duties and authority. Ordinary things are so small that it is impossible for the guardian to take action. It has to be limited by the rules of heaven! Otherwise, how can I endure it until today and use your family?"

Ying Qingtian said with his head, "That's the same reason."

The Sirius Guardian said: "The return catalogue has fallen into Mo Jian's hands. The opportunity contained in this treasure is much greater than you think! Let it go. Within a hundred years, it won't even take so long at all. Mo Jian will definitely become an unstoppable existence in the whole plane. No matter how powerful he is, he must look up to his nose and become the heart of the whole plane. While he hasn't completely grown up yet, we will definitely kill him!"

Ying Qingtian thought for a little, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes. Mo Jian and the Ying family have long been in an endless situation, and there is no room for him to change. If he grows up, he will become a disaster. At present, he said, "In this case, I don't bother to pay attention to any plane college order and destroy Mo Jian first! I sent the strong soul emperor of the family to kill Mo Jian and never let him live tomorrow!"

"No! Ordinary means can't be done. Mo Jian has got the catalogue of his collection, which is ten times more difficult to deal with than before!" Sirius Guardian said lightly, "So, this guardian has personally refined the means of killing - ten ways to kill. You send ten strong soul emperors above the fifth level of your sect, each holding a role to urge this killer. At that time, even if the Chaos Emperor comes forward to stop it, Mo Jian will definitely die!"

With that, the blood cloth floated out of his hand.

After a while, it fell into the hands of Ying Qingtian.

Holding the ten-way killing, Ying Qingtian looked up and down, with surprise and fear in his eyes, and muttered, "What a fierce thing, what a ten-way killing!"

......

The people of the Changhe tribe are not yet calm.

To be precise, they were as excited as chicken blood. From the time they learned that they were going to enter the plane college, they kept climbing and climbing again.

When Baoguangzhou passed through the vast octagonal ocean, many people began to scream. Crossing the octagonal ocean and entering the land of the ethereal continent, the scream began again.

"Wow!"

At this time, a bloody cloud flashed over his head. The blood cloud appeared very abruptly, hovering in the sky and suspended quietly. Everyone only thought it was an ordinary landscape and didn't care.

And Mo Jian is cold from the soles of his feet to his forehead at this moment. The strong crisis that seemed to destroy himself made every pore of his whole body seem to open.

"Qing Chan, do you feel it? What's going on?" Mo Jian roared in his heart.

"I don't feel it, what's wrong?" Qing Chan obviously didn't feel any problem.

"That blood cloud just now is extremely dangerous! It seems that the plane guardian is like me again. However, it's very different from before!"

Mo Jian replied that his hand moved faster, and Baoguangzhou fell quickly. In a blink of an eye, it was only a few dozen meters away from the ground. He was sure that this was the enemy's attack on him again. And once the target is Baoguangzhou, all the people of the Changhe tribe will die!

When Baoguangzhou was about to land on the ground, a more dangerous breath suddenly landed from the air!

The cold sweat instantly soaked Mo Jian's back!

At this critical moment, Mo Jian roared, and his body shot straight 100 meters away like an arrow. I saw a huge blood cloud, like a landslide when a planet was about to perish, falling down, with magnificent strength and sharpness like a knife, and fierceness like a river under the sun.

At the moment when Mo Jian's body turned sharply, the blood cloud also chased extremely deftly, and the position deviated about 100 meters from before.

It was this 100 meters that saved more than 2,000 people from the Changhe tribe.

The terrible power and the main target of the attack are naturally Mo Jian. Baoguangzhou has failed, but the magnificent power still breaks this fifth-order soul weapon like a broken porcelain bowl, and more than 2,000 people fell to the ground. Even so, more than 300 people died on the spot under the impact of terror, and nearly 1,000 were injured during the fall.

This blood cloud is naturally the ten-way killing promoted by each of the ten soul emperors.

Mo Jian knows that this is the danger of his life once again.

"The end of the Dharma era!"

He roared angrily, and the Qing Emperor's heavenly bow shot out. At the same time, the whole person is in the most flexible and mysterious situation, and everything in every corner of the war circle is constantly becoming familiar. The world seems to be getting smaller and seems to be under his control. So at this moment, he entered the mysterious realm of the Great Dream of Forgetting Heart Sutra and condensed in an instant.

"Boom!"

Whether it is the end era of the spirit god that contains the limit of the whole body, or the spiritual meditation, they all face this sudden crisis with unprecedented posture and strength.

At the moment when the end of the Dharma era touched the killing of the ten directions, a shocking scene first appeared in the vast sky, a black crack like a cave, dozens of meters long, appeared.

With one blow, such a huge space crack was torn.

Then, it was like thousands of meteors shooting from the center to the horrible shock wave for several weeks, spreading to a hundred miles away, and even the torn clouds seemed to be broken.

"Kid, what is a soul saint? Can it also withstand the joint attack of my ten elders?"

An old man with a sneer appeared in the air. His hand grasped a corner of the blood cloud, and his whole body's soul power rolled in. A magnificent momentum spread out of his ten directions.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, kill him!" Another old man's voice came, and a figure slowly appeared in the sky that was killed by ten directions, holding a corner of a blood cloud in his hand like the previous one.

The killing of ten sides fell rapidly.

A horrible breath enveloped Mo Jian's whole body in an instant.

Originally, his cultivation continued to rise, and he also had a deeper understanding of the true meaning of the Ten Strategies of the Qing Emperor and the Ten Strategies of the White Emperor. He has not been exhausted after an arrow for a long time.

In the last era, he exerted all his strength, wisdom, experience and so on to the limit, so he felt tired again.

And the smell of terror in the ten directions, the shilling dream of self-retention and self-use protection, such as paper paste, are fragmented. Instead, the soul power of his whole body was as if it had been sealed, and there was no flow at all. Finally, the terrible pressure made a layer of blood all over his body.

That's the color of blood slowly oozing from the body.

If it goes on like this, you will definitely die!

Since the return to Tibet was lost in the right arm, it has been stable. And in this most dangerous scene, it finally moved...