With that, Mo Qingshan slowly raised his hand and grasped the order of Fengshen in the air. The order of Fengshen was instructed to fly towards him immediately“ After death, if you can see Xiuwen, please tell him... I'm sorry. " Mo Qingshan's voice gradually became hoarse, "if there is an afterlife, I hope he will never meet a brother like me again." Luo Yunxiao raised his head slowly. I don't know if the surrounding sandstorm is too big, his long hair is high. The frost and snow were dyed with green silk, and the blood red covered the black eyes. Twelve long swords flew out of Luo Yunxiao's hands and lined up behind him“ Mo Qingshan, if you want to say sorry, why don't you go down to huangquan and talk to Yin Xiuwen in person! " Mo Qingshan raised his eyebrows: "if you completely cast the power of the demon of extermination, are you not afraid that your spirit will be completely engulfed by the half soul of extermination, and you will never be able to restore your nature again?" He shook his head and said, "it's a pity that even if you release the power of the demon, you won't be my opponent." Luo Yun Xiao slightly pale thin lips slowly hook up, "that may not be." Mo Qingshan's hand is about to grasp the order of Fengshen. But at this moment, his heart suddenly jumped, and a feeling of extreme uneasiness surged into his heart. Jiuyou hongmengyan, which is in hand, suddenly gives out a violent tremor. The buzzing sound seemed to be shouting wildly, trying to escape from his hands. Mo Qingshan quickly converges and wants to control Jiuyou hongmengyan. But a sharp pain came from his palm, and then Jiuyou Hongmeng Yan suddenly escaped from him. There is no one in the world who can take [Jiuyou hongmengyan] from him. Unless... Mo Qingshan's pupils contracted violently and turned slowly. A familiar but unexpected figure came into his eyes“ Emperor Ming Jue Mo Qingshan called in a low voice, "you have not been imprisoned by the [Fengshen order] Not far away, in the yellow sand flying all over the sky, the Emperor Ming Jue in blood stood there. Mingming's long hair is scattered, Mingming is in a mess, but it is like the only God coming in the eternal night. High above, the king in the world, people want to surrender from the bottom of their hearts. Mo Qingshan's heart suddenly jumped again. Looking at the Emperor Ming Jue in front of him, there was a sense of fear in his soul that he wanted to surrender. It's just that the fear is so weak that it just disappears in a moment. Diming Jue pitcher grabbed the flying Jiuyou hongmengyan, and without hesitation, he said, "let's do it!" Shua! Shua! The attacks, one after the other, came almost at the same time. In front of it is a holy object that can communicate with God, cut God and oppose heaven. Behind them are twelve life long swords of the highest level, carrying the most Yin to evil and yang to hard [Ming Yin Sheng Yan]. The war situation reversed in an instant Outside the valley. There was a sudden earth shaking cheer from the crowd“ My Lord, it's my Lord! "“ Ha ha ha, I knew you would not die so easily! "“ God, this is the first time I have seen the Lord of the nether world join hands with the emperor of the polar world. Two immortal emperors, the highest fighting power of the two immortal cultivation continents, who can fight with one of them! "“ Great, the polar region is saved! The three realms are saved Han Chujiu stares at the scene and suddenly turns to Li Weiran“ Little pervert, do you think it was designed by you at the beginning