After saying that, Mo Qingshan slowly raised his hand and grabbed the God Conferring Order in the air.

The Order of the Gods received the instruction and immediately flew towards him.

"After you die, if you can see Xiuwen, tell him...I'm sorry for me." 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 slowly raised his head.

I don't know if the wind and sand around him were too strong, but his long hair was flying high.

The frost and snow stained the blue hair, and the blood red drowned 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 I'm sorry, why don't you go down to Huangquan in person and tell Yin Xiuwen!"

Mo Qingshan raised his eyebrows: "If you fully unleash the power of the World-Destroying Demon, aren't you afraid that your soul will be completely swallowed by the World-Destroying Half-Soul, and you will never be able to regain your true nature?"

He shook his head and said: "It's a pity that even if you fully release the power of the World-Destroying Demon, you still won't be my opponent."

Luo Yunxiao's slightly pale thin lips slowly raised, "That's not necessarily the case."

Mo Qingshan's hand is about to grab the God Conferring Order.

But at this moment, his heart beat suddenly, and an extremely uneasy feeling surged into his heart.

The [Nine Nether Hongmeng Yan] held in his hand suddenly trembled violently.

The buzzing voice seemed to be screaming crazily, trying to escape from his hands.

Mo Qingshan quickly gathered his thoughts and wanted to control [Nine Nether Hongmeng Yan].

But he felt a sharp pain in his palm, and then [Nine Nether Hongmeng Yan] suddenly escaped from his hand.

No one in this world can take [Nine Nether Hongmeng Yan] away from him.

unless……

Mo Qingshan's pupils shrank violently and he slowly turned around.

A familiar yet extremely unexpected figure caught his eye.

"Di Mingjue!"

Mo Qingshan whispered, "You haven't been imprisoned by the [God Conferring Order]?"

Not far away, amid the flying yellow sand in the sky, Di Mingjue, dressed in blood, stood there.

Although his long hair was disheveled and he was obviously in a miserable state, he looked like the only god descending in the eternal night.

Standing high and dominating the world makes people want to surrender from the bottom of their hearts.

Mo Qingshan's heart suddenly jumped again.

Looking at Di Mingjue in front of him, a feeling of fear that wanted to surrender welled up in the depths of his soul.

It's just that the fear was very weak and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Di Mingjue's pitcher caught the [Nine Nether Hongmeng Yan] flying in the air and shouted without hesitation: "Do it!"

Swish——!

Swish——!

The attacks came in tandem, almost at the same time.

In front of it is the heavenly sacred object [Nine Nether Hongmeng Yan] that can channel gods, kill gods, and defy the heavens.

Behind them are twelve natal long swords of the highest level, enveloping the most yin and evil, yet the most yang and strong [Underworld Holy Flame] in the world.

The situation of the battle was reversed in an instant!

…

Outside the valley.

The crowd suddenly burst into earth-shattering cheers.

"Your Majesty, it's your Majesty!!"

"Hahaha, I knew Your Majesty wouldn't die so easily!!"

"God, this is the first time I have seen the domain lord of the Netherworld join forces with the emperor of the Extreme Region. Two Immortal Emperors, two of the highest combat powers in the Immortal Cultivation Continent, who can fight with them!"

"Great, the Extreme Region can be saved! The Three Realms can be saved!"

Han Chujiu stared at this scene closely and suddenly turned to look at Li Weiran.
Chapter completed!