But if you want this rule to spread all over the whole "martial arts mainland", you can't refuse to follow what you say. He doesn't have the ability yet! If the way of heaven in this world collapses, who among the heavens still has this ability. Only the fallen emperor of eternal night and the legendary Lord of no war. But will the Lord of Wushang be willing to lend him strength? Would you like to give these creatures a chance In the field cabin, the yellow chicken is shivering in the corner of the sky. How come the bad guy is back? He hasn't even had time to save his father and uncle! Woo woo! The bad guy is here. He dare not go out! But at this time, it still kept hearing an annoying voice“ Request Wushang spirit Master... "Hope Wushang spirit master give the power of rules..." "Wushang spirit Master..." Oh, I'm so tired! The little yellow chicken wants to cover its ears, but it has short wings and can't cover it. And it's useless to cover it. The sound came straight into his mind. Hum, hum, like a fly“ Wushang spirit Master, please promise... "Wushang spirit Master, do you promise?"“ The Lord of Wushang... "Well, I can't promise! Can you stop nagging me! The little yellow chicken growled in her heart. And then... Something magical happened. The sound is gone. Great. It's finally free. The little yellow chicken just wanted to hold its wings and cheer in circles. No, no, the bad guy is still here! It has to be patient, it has to be low-key. It's a stoic fighting chicken. He must save his father and uncle. And then come on! Hey, hey, mom and brother, they will be shocked by it. Yell "Huang Huang, you are the best"! The little yellow chicken covered its mouth and laughed secretly. But with a smile, he felt that his eyelids were a little heavy. The power of the body seems to have been drained. Yawn ~ the little yellow chicken yawns and shakes its head. Yawn ~ ~ no, I'm still sleepy! Forget it. I'd better sleep first. Anyway, the bad guy is here, and he doesn't dare to save his father. If the bad guy finds out, he won't be able to fight. It's a weak, helpless and lovely chick! Thinking of this, the little yellow chicken pulled out a flowery blanket, wrapped itself in the corner of tongtianling and fell asleep. In the field hut, Mo Qingshan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes. Turn your head and look around. Just now, is there something here? Just like when he felt the sunglasses had become. However, the divine sense explores every inch. Still nothing. Mo Qingshan frowned and looked up at the sky. It is clear that this is an isolated world, but Mo Qingshan seems to see the regular words written by the old man in the air. Mo Qingshan's pupils shrank. Six star pagoda spirit? I really have some skills. He borrowed the power of the way of heaven from heaven and earth, and concluded a real fight with Wu Shang. Take heaven and earth as the chessboard, thousands of creatures as the chessboard, and Jun Muyan's life as the stake. Oh... Do you really think that if you let Jun Muyan live and let her inherit the way of heaven, you will have a way to live? A bunch of idiots. Mo Qingshan doesn't care, doesn't explore, and lies back on the bed. In the next moment, the breath of different colors enveloped his whole body and kept churning inside and outside his body.