"These are all dolls that I have worked hard to make over the past ten thousand years. Some of them must be familiar to you."

Han Chujiu's eyes suddenly widened: "Lin Huai! Wasn't Lin Huai dead a long time ago and his soul was gone? How...how could..."

Among the dozens of wooden figures, Lin Huai was not the only one.

There are also several eminent monks from Dabei Temple who have passed away long ago.

There are high-ranking elders from the Extreme Realm and the Nether Realm.

There is even a Kagura sect member.

The only thing in common is that each of them surpassed the Immortal Lord in cultivation during his lifetime.

Han Chujiu's heart sank a little bit.

Hearing is false and seeing is true.

Originally, listening to Mo Qingshan's words, he did not believe that something happened to his disciple.

But now I see these immortal emperors who have been made into human dolls.

But he had a premonition that Xiaoyaomen was really in trouble.

"Mo Qingshan, you beast!!"

Elder Yu endured the pain and raised his head, and when he saw that one of the puppets turned out to be his long-dead friend, he immediately became furious and said, "You founded Jiyu by yourself, your Majesty is your nephew, and these elders are all loyal followers.

Jiyu, the person who protects Jiyu, how can you make him into a doll! Aren't you afraid of retribution?!"

Mo Qingshan sneered, "I gave up being a human being as early as ten thousand years ago."

He slowly raised his pen, his eyes fell on Luo Yunxiao and Di Mingjue, and said solemnly: "I am explaining all this to you because I hope you will die clearly. But it is time to settle everything."

"Only after I finish you off completely can I personally kill the little Kagura Master and completely seal Qihuang so that he can no longer escape."

When he said the last sentence, Mo Qingshan's eyes turned scarlet for some unknown reason.

The whole body was filled with a strong evil spirit.

But soon, he closed his eyes and his expression returned to normal.

The tip of the pen emits a faint golden light, and each stroke falls on the scroll.

That is the word "death".

Luo Yunxiao suddenly raised his head, his blood-colored pupils looked at Di Mingjue not far away, and said hoarsely: "Di Mingjue, promise me to protect Xiaoyaomen and Muyan!"

However, Di Mingjue's movements were faster than his.

Before Luo Yunxiao finished speaking, he suddenly jumped up from the ground.

Black flames burned on his body.

Everything around him began to twist and turn.

"Luo Yunxiao, this is what I want you to say!"

"Promise me to protect Muyan and Jiyu for me!"

While speaking, Di Mingjue had already broken through the rules and restrictions of the God Conferring Order and rushed to Mo Qingshan.

A surprised look appeared on Mo Qingshan's face, "The power of law? What kind of power of law is this? Can it actually shake the order of the gods?!"

Di Mingjue grabbed Mo Qingshan's neck and twisted it with a snap.

The other hand directly pierced Mo Qingshan's heart.

The movements were swift and swift, leaving no one time to react.

However, just when everyone in Jiyu wanted to cheer, they found that countless golden lights wrapped around Di Mingjue's body.

Mo Qingshan's broken neck made a rattling sound, turned slowly, and made a slightly hoarse and weak voice, "What a pity... If you had taken action when Qihuang's body was not weakened, you might have already

It succeeded. But now...as my descendant, you have done well enough."
Chapter completed!