Chapter 5027

When did polar regions exist? It's going to be at least ten thousand years, isn't it? He's still alive? What kind of strength should we have? Is it so hard to deal with an emperor? What's more, Mo Qingshan With the shadow of Mo Qingshan taking shape. The air around seemed to have solidified. The terrible pressure was released, which made all the friars pale and hard to breathe. Even the ghosts, who are all holding their teeth and claws, stand still one by one, as if they were pinned down by an invisible force and unable to move. Mo Qingshan's eyes swept over Li Weiran, Xiaobao and fat rabbit. Finally, his eyes fell on Xiaobao. He seemed to be in a trance for a moment, and his mouth seemed to whisper something. But Xiaobao has no time to hear clearly. Emperor beixuan had already wriggled his body and grasped Mo Qingshan's clothes. He made a painful sound in his mouth. Mo Qingshan looked down at him, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes. If I had known that emperor beixuan was such a greedy, selfish and useless thing, Mo Qingshan would not have chosen him as the biggest chess piece in the beginning. But now, he can't let emperor beixuan die. Jun Mu Yan needs time, so does he. Especially after the failure of "bet on the other side of the yellow spring", the Qi of the six Star Tower was absorbed by the people of Xiaoyao gate. Mo Qingshan needs to recover to the best state, in order to give you a fatal blow to the way of heaven. Therefore, he wanted to keep emperor beixuan alive. At least live a few more days to buy him some time. As soon as Mo Qingshan's hand was raised, the order of Fengshen turned into a silk scroll. He wanted to seal the power of the curse in emperor beixuan's body with the [seal God order] to return his body time to one day ago. Although such a seal cannot be maintained. Once the seal is lifted, Emperor beixuan will be swallowed by the karma curse. But what does that have to do with Mo Qingshan? As the order of the gods unfolded slowly, Emperor beixuan could feel the pain in his body, and Chuzhen was being pulled away a little bit. Originally more and more fuzzy mind also gradually becomes clear. He was overjoyed. At this time, however, Mo Qingshan, who had no expression, frowned. The light in his eyes flashed and seemed to show a look of consternation. Emperor beixuan had a bad feeling in his heart. With the turning of Mo Qingshan's eyes. Not far away in the sky, a pale, frail young man was floating in the air. In his hand was a silver bow with a black sword on it. The wind blew up his ink hair and clothes, and the five towers behind him were shining brilliantly, making people almost blinded. Silver bow, Magic Arrow, Chu Mo Li. He, what is he doing?! Whoosh! The black arrow shot. Before Mo Qingshan put away the order of Fengshen, he had already shot the silk which was made of the sacred object of Zongtian. Hum!! Violent concussion from Fengshen order to ink green mountain sea, let his pupil shrink. What kind of energy is this? The power of the curse? No, more powerful than the curse? And destructive. The border of Fengshen order was penetrated by this black arrow. After a slight change in Mo Qingshan's look, the corner of his mouth seemed to tick: "are you the Chu Mo Li of xiaoyaomen? I heard that you are the leader of the nine leagues. To be the leader of a world in the main world where Liuyin is located should not be underestimated. But now you are still a little too weak. "