Now, he has found out the exact location of the Dragon God.

As long as you go back and report to Xuanyuan moxie, his task will be completed successfully.

As for how to save people, how to deal with ye luo'er and the supreme Dragon Emperor, he doesn't have to worry about it.

"As soon as possible! If I delay one day, I will suffer another day! "

In the hot weather, the Dragon God bit his teeth and urged him again and again.

"Please bear with me."

Sirius did not move, his body twisted like ripples, but melted like mud, sank in the shadow, and disappeared in an instant.

This kind of sneaking technique is simply unpredictable, and it is extremely fantastic.

It is not unjust that emperor Chongguang died under him.

"Damn it."

The Dragon God saw that Sirius really left, and had no choice but to continue to endure and wait for Xuanyuan moxie to send for help.

Whoa!

Outside the nine heaven dragon hall, in a shadow.

The body of the Sirius floated out like smoke.

His eyes were sharp, looked at the direction of the heavenly way palace, and immediately flew away.

"Lord Sirius, long time no see."

He flew half way, suddenly, a deep voice, but suddenly sounded.

A man in red suddenly appeared and stopped his way.

"Mo Xueming, it's you!"

Sirius saw this man, always calm face, suddenly shocked.

This red robed man is mo Xueming!

But at this time, Mo Xueming's body is hazy, a bit of illusory blood shadow. Around the body, there are flying swords, each with an ancient Hongmeng flavor.

"You have practiced the thirty-three Tianhong Mongolian law, the magic sword formula for killing heaven?"

The eyes of Sirius were shocked.

All the flying swords around Mo Xueming's body have an ancient aura of Hongmeng, which is obviously not an ordinary flying sword.

Sirius recognized it at a glance. This is the blood essence flying sword refined by Zhutian Shenjian formula!

There are 100000 drops of blood all over the body.

And the Zhutian divine sword formula is the magic power of cultivating blood. All the blood of the whole body is refined into flying sword. Each sword can kill the stars, destroy the moon and destroy the world.

Looking at the appearance of Mo Xueming flying sword, it is obvious that he has become the magic sword formula for killing heaven.

"That's right. I've already practiced the secret of Zhutian divine sword. My Qi and blood have changed and evolved into 100000 flying swords."

"My strength, by leaps and bounds, in time, enough to counter Xuanyuan Mo evil."

"What stands in front of you now is not my real body, but a body with condensed Qi and blood."

Mo Xueming faint smile, eyebrows with a trace of pride.

In the past, although he was powerful, he was not qualified to fight against Xuanyuan ink evil.

But now, he has become the magic sword of Zhutian. With one step of transformation, he is finally qualified to fight against Xuanyuan moxie.

Although it is impossible to defeat for the time being, Mo Xueming believes that he is absolutely qualified to crush Xuanyuan moxie. The only one who can really fly to the upper world is him.

"Qi and blood separate body..."

The heart of Sirius shook.

There is no doubt that Mo Xueming is really transformed.

After practicing the secret of Zhutian Shenjian, his whole blood essence degenerated. Any drop of blood could evolve into a separate body, which penetrated through the void and came to him.

"What do you want?"

Sirius clenched the handle of the knife and asked.

"Leave Xuanyuan moxie and turn to me."

Mo Xueming said with a smile.

"Turn to you?"

Sirius's eyes were cold: "you're a big traitor. In ancient times, you betrayed the Ye family and took refuge in foreign demons. What kind of thing are you and deserve to call on me to turn to you?"

In ancient times, Sirius is one of the top ten fierce beasts, with a very noble identity.

At that time, Mo Xueming took refuge in foreign demons. In front of him, he was just a dog without any dignity to speak of.

"Ha ha, Sirius, time has changed. Now I am not what I used to be, but the master of the hall of the underworld. If you turn to me, you will not humiliate your identity."

Mo Xueming smiles faintly, he wants to accept Sirius very much.

Because, the Sirius is Xuan Yuan Mo evil side of the near servant.

If you can accommodate Sirius, he can place a top secret chess piece beside Xuanyuan Mo Xie!

After the great calamity comes, it will be much simpler for the hell hall to fight against the Tiandao palace.

"The little man gets his way!"

Sirius hummed: "at the beginning, if there were no resources given to you by extraterritorial demons, would you have the ability to develop to today's level?"

"You are a despicable villain, which can't be compared with Xuanyuan moxie."

"Mr. Xuanyuan, but relying on your own strength to create the eternal foundation, how can you compare with the two officials and thieves?"

Listening to the words of Sirius, Mo Xueming was not angry, still smiling, and said faintly:"My ambition is not what outsiders can understand. If you turn to me, you will naturally know that my ambition is no worse than Xuanyuan Mo Xie."

"I'm sorry, I've turned to Xuanyuan. I'll never betray you in this life!"

Sirius indifferently arched his hands, his body turned into a phantom, and he was about to escape.

"Lord Sirius, why go?"

Mo Xueming laughed and waved his big hand. More than a dozen flying swords came out, wheezing and rattling, with the light of white rainbow sword. They actually cut the void around them.

Sirius wants to escape, but the void is broken, where can he escape?

"What a fierce sword spirit!"

Sirius's eyes were frightening. Mo Xueming broke the void with a few swords. The power of the flying sword was terrible. It was worthy of the thirty-three Tianhong Mongolian method.

Generally speaking, it takes a lot of breath to apply the 33 Tianhong Mongolian law.

But it is very special.

Because Zhutian Shenjian Jue is to refine 100000 drops of blood into flying sword.

In other words, there are 100000 flying swords, which are dormant in the body!

If you just use a dozen, you won't lose too much breath.

Now Mo Xueming, that's exactly what happened.

He used only a dozen flying swords, and the loss of his breath was almost negligible.

It's just a dozen flying swords. It's far from the point of ten thousand swords coming out at the same time and killing the sky with one hundred thousand swords. But they have crushed the void and broken the law. This power is incredible!

"Sirius, you'd better go to the temple of the underworld with me first, and then make a decision."

Mo Xueming smiles.

More than a dozen flying swords, such as lightning, dragons and snakes, and demons, whirled around Sirius.

Sirius forehead out of a cold sweat, he is very clear, if he dares to say a "no", the moment will be cut into pieces by the flying sword.

Each of these flying swords is full of Hongmeng flavor, which can not be resisted by him at all.

"Well, I'll go with you."

Sirius agreed in a deep voice.

Don't be a traitor.

He has taken refuge in Xuan Yuan Mo Xie. In this life, he can not betray.

Even death, he can't betray.

But now, he can't die.

Because, the news of the Dragon God has not been sent back!

Now, Sirius can only procrastinate.

As long as we can find a way to report to Xuanyuan moxie and complete his mission, he will not be able to betray Tiandao palace and turn to the underworld palace even if he committed suicide.

This is his pride!

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