As soon as the voice fell, Mo Qingshan's hand grasped a corner of the scroll. The next moment, the black arrow, which was shaking violently, melted and disappeared quickly. Mo Qingshan said faintly: "Lord of the nine leagues, I don't want to be your enemy. This is not your world. You should not be interested in staying in this boring place. Open the door of the sky, let's leave together and go back to your hometown. Shouldn't it be as you wish? " At this time, Chu Mo Li was still floating in the air, and was standing, not sitting in a wheelchair. Holding a long silver bow in his hand, his long hair was flying, his white clothes were blown by the wind, showing his thin body and pale face. How do you look like a sick teenager. But who can think of the strength and identity of such a young man in his early twenties. What humiliation and pain have you suffered when the mainstream of a world falls to this one? As Mo Qingshan said, does the end of Chu want to go back? Is he really willing to be a lame and an ordinary monk in this dirty and fragmented world forever? They all held their breath and looked at the boy in the air for a moment. Chu Mo Li chuckled gently, with a gentle and indifferent look: "your proposal is very attractive. If you tell me in another situation, I may agree. But it's a pity that for me now, the identity of the Lord of the nine leagues is not as interesting as the seven free sons. It has nothing to do with me if you want to kill anyone in the world. I don't want to interfere with you if you want to destroy the world. It happens that the person you have to fight against is my younger martial sister. The person you want to be a vessel of divine orders is my younger martial sister's husband; You start to snipe and kill people whose life and death are still unknown. There is my little martial uncle of Xiaoyao gate. " At this point, Chu Mo Li slowly raised his hand, and another black arrow slowly gathered on the silver bow. He raised his lips and gently laughed: "Mo Qingshan, I'm not the one who can move! Even you are no exception! " Whoosh!! The black arrow shot. Breaking through the air also seems to break the energy rules of the heaven and earth. Mo Qingshan narrowed his eyes. The Fengshen order turned into a long sword, and the killing intention in his eyes was boiling. The next moment, however, the arrow that had already reached his eyes sank abruptly. Mo Qingshan's calm face finally changed. Puchi! The long black arrow fell into emperor beixuan's body. Originally, the black Qi, which was suppressed by the Tongshen order, spread rapidly and completely engulfed emperor beixuan in the blink of an eye. Without a snort, Emperor beixuan was dragged into the infernal hell created by the karma curse. Shura evil spirit, red lotus industry fire. I'm sad and heartbroken. All the sufferings in this world, Emperor beixuan will go through again and again, until the spirit is completely burned out, and he will never be able to live beyond himself! Even Mo Qingshan's Fengshen order lost its effect after the karma curse broke out completely. What's more, the arrow from the end of Chu strengthened the power of the curse of karma. Emperor beixuan didn't know what happened until he fell into infernal hell. His eyes were still wide and violent, and the bottom of them were full of pain, fear, prayer and despair. Mo Qingshan slowly exhaled a breath and looked up at Chu Mo Li in the air with a dignified look. At the end of Chu, Li's face was pale, and there was no blood on his lips.