Chapter 4825

"These are all dolls that I have worked so hard to make over the past ten thousand years. There must be some of them that you are not unfamiliar with." Han Chujiu's eyes suddenly widened: "Lin Huai! Didn't Lin Huai die long ago and his soul was broken? How... How can... "Among the more than ten woodcarving villains, Lin Huai is not the only one. There are also several eminent monks in Dabei Temple who have long passed away. There are senior elders in polar and netherworld. There is even a hand music of Shenyue. The only thing they have in common is that each of them has more accomplishments than the immortal. Han Chujiu's heart sank a little bit. Hearing is false, seeing is true. Originally listening to Mo Qingshan's words, he didn't believe that his apprentice had an accident. But now we can see these immortals who are made into puppets. However, he had a premonition that xiaoyaomen was really in danger“ Mo Qingshan, you beast! " When Yu raised his head with pain and saw that one of the puppets was actually his long dead friend, he immediately burst into a rage. "The polar region was founded by you, and you are your nephew. These elders are loyal followers of the polar region and guardians of the polar region. How can you make him into a doll! Are you not afraid of retribution? " Mo Qingshan sneered, "as early as ten thousand years ago, I have given up being a person." He slowly raised his pen, his eyes fell on Luo Yunxiao and di mingjue, and said in a deep voice, "I want you to die plainly when I explain all this to you. But it's time to put an end to it. "“ Only after you are completely finished, can I personally kill the little musician and completely seal the Qihuang so that he can never escape. " When it comes to the last sentence, Mo Qingshan's eyes are scarlet for some reason. The whole body is filled with strong evil spirit. But soon, he closed his eyes and looked as usual. The tip of the pen emits a faint golden light, and each stroke falls on the scroll. It's a word for death. Luo Yunxiao suddenly raised his head, and his bloody eyes looked at di mingjue not far away. He said in a dumb voice, "Di mingjue, promise me to guard Xiaoyao gate and Muyan!" Emperor Ming Jue's action is faster than him. Luo Yunxiao's voice has not yet fallen, he has suddenly jumped up from the ground. There was a black flame burning on him. Everything around us began to twist“ Luo Yunxiao, that's what I want you to say! "“ Promise me to keep Muyan and Jiyu for me As he spoke, Emperor mingjue broke through the rules of Fengshen order and rushed to Mo Qingshan. Mo Qingshan's face looked surprised, "the power of the law? What is the power of law? How can you shake the order of Fengshen? " The Emperor Ming Jue clasped Mo Qingshan's neck and broke it. The other hand directly pierced Mo Qingshan's heart. It's crisp, it doesn't give anybody time to react. However, when people in the polar region wanted to cheer, they found that countless golden lights wrapped around the body of emperor mingjue. Mo Qingshan's broken neck gave out the voice of Kerala. He slowly turned around and gave out a slightly hoarse and weak voice. "It's a pity... If you start when the noumenon of Qihuang is not weak, you may have succeeded. But now... You've done well enough as my son. "“ But I plan for ten thousand years, never allow any mistakes! Emperor Ming Jue, close your eyes... Rest in peace. "