My eight sisters are the only ones who dote on me, and they are all crazy about supporting their you

Mo Shenyuan hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping himself. He was not afraid of death. He had once been the ruler of China and possessed the magnanimity to uphold justice for the world.

but……

If we miss this opportunity, the Flowing Snow Sect's counterattack may be even stronger.

Boom boom~

Two thunderous roars echoed, and a transcendent force surged forth like a surging river.

Mo Shenyuan and Han Daoren groaned, feeling as if a spear was hanging overhead and a mountain was pressing down on them, as if an immense power could erase them at any moment.

The people nearby were also oppressed by the overwhelming force of heaven and earth.

"three!"

The night was cold and desolate as the countdown began.

"two!"

Emperor Huang Wen pressed the dagger against Wang Lele's delicate face.

"one!"

"Wait!" Wang Xiaoke's voice was almost squeezed out through clenched teeth.

"As long as you don't hurt her, we'll leave right away."

Ye Xiao breathed a sigh of relief; he was really afraid that this kid would betray his own family for the greater good.

Fortunately, we had something on him, otherwise we would have had a hard time explaining ourselves when we returned to our clan.

"Get lost. You're lucky this time; I'll spare your life for now."

One of the elders sneered, and the elders and disciples of the Liuxue Sect joined in the mockery.

"With the loss of three Venerable Ones, do the natives of this other world still have any strength left?"

"Why not become my sect's dog? Perhaps the sect leader will spare your life."

Wang Xiaoke took a deep breath, ignoring the rumors and gossip.

“Xiao Ke, it’s alright. Cultivating immortality is about cultivating the mind. Without regrets, there is no flaw. I am dedicated to the common people and have no shame before them. You have no shame before me either.”

Mo Shenyuan smiled faintly, exuding a carefree and bold aura.

"Ancestor Shenyuan".

Wang Xiaoke recalled Wu Tu's appearance, his thin lips pressed tightly together, the corner of his mouth even bitten until it bled. How could he not be ashamed of his fallen ally by leaving like this?

How can I not be ashamed of Grandpa Fox?

Moreover, if things go wrong this time, saving Eighth Sister will be as difficult as climbing to heaven.

Unless one possesses the strength of the Integration Realm, they cannot forcibly crush the Flowing Snow Sect...

He was confident he could reach that level, but could Wang Lele afford to wait?

Just as he turned around, Ziyou's voice echoed again.

"Your Majesty, wait a moment. You have one more chance."

Wang Xiaoke was completely baffled when suddenly the mountaintop began to shake.

Mo Shenyuan raised an eyebrow and looked back in disbelief.

Ye Xiao and the other elders were astonished, vaguely sensing that something was amiss.

"underground!"

Before anyone knew it, an extremely faint aura approached from the foot of the mountain.

While everyone was distracted, they were less than 100 meters from the summit!

As Ye Xiao raised his hand, a Daoist aura roared, transforming into a giant hand that fiercely grabbed at Wang Lele.

"Right now."

Wang Xiaoke suddenly turned around, and behind him, a dark eye rose up, and a sea of ​​consciousness surged forth, distorting the very space.

Most of his sixth-order mental energy was diverted to attack Ye Xiao.

"hiss!"

The instantaneous mental impact caused a roar in Ye Xiao's mind.

Wang Xiaoke's face turned even paler, and he almost fell from the sky.

The depletion of his mental energy could easily backfire and cause him serious injury if he wasn't careful.

Fortunately.

Delay for two breaths.

A beast's tail emerged from the ground and swiftly ripped away Emperor Huang Wen's arm.

Then another beast tail emerged, one binding Emperor Huang Wendi, and the other wrapping around Wang Lele.

Immediately, a figure emerged from the ground.

Ye Xiao's mental strength was not weak, but by the time he recovered, it was too late.

"You're not dead!?"

Those nearby felt a jolt in their hearts as they sensed that familiar presence.

"The attack that sealed our sect's ancestor failed to kill him?"

The smoke cleared.

A handsome young man stood on the edge of the cliff, his white hair loosely draped over his shoulders, his eyes were maple-colored vertical pupils, exuding mystery and charm.

The fox's tail coiled around the two of them, and the pair of beast ears on their heads made them look exceptionally alluring.

"Grandpa Fox!" Wang Xiaoke exclaimed as if he had seen a savior.

The heavy stone that had been pressing on my chest was finally removed at this moment.

"It's good that you're still alive. I knew you were so shrewd; you definitely had a backup plan."

"I was just thinking of finding an auspicious spot to erect a tombstone for you."

"hey-hey."

Wu Tu: "..."

That living devil! He almost went down to see his great-grandmother just now!

Even a casual move from a Nascent Soul cultivator is something a Nascent Soul cultivator cannot withstand.

"He's really tough, but with such serious injuries, does he even have the strength to fight? He's probably all bark and no bite."

Ye Xiao had a sharp eye and instantly discerned Wu Tu's condition.

His breath was weak, his clothes were soaked in blood, and his limbs were twisted at the joints.

Their strength is almost gone.

The members of the Liuxue Sect surrounded Qingshan, their eyes filled with fear and coldness.

It's obvious to anyone with eyes that the key to the battle lies with Wang Lele.

Whoever gets it, the scales of victory will tip in their favor.

"If I'm lucky enough to let you live, then I'll bury you again!"

Ye Xiao summoned the Nine-Character Golden Scroll, and the dazzling giant sword, imbued with the laws of nature, swung down.

Wu Tu leaped into the air, dodging as he approached Wang Xiaoke and the others.

"Don't even think about escaping!"

Two senior officials blocked the way, and several elders also gathered around.

Wu Tu stopped in his tracks, turned around and raised his defenses, but the light sword caused his blood and qi to surge, and he forced a mouthful of bloody sweetness into his stomach.

"war!"

Mo Shenyuan disregarded everything else and charged into the encirclement with Han Daoren.

The Golden Core Deacon and the high-ranking members of the Holy See of Light couldn't withstand a single move from the two and were blasted into a bloody mist.

Even the senior officials dared not directly confront their supernatural powers.

All, array, formation!

Ye Xiao activated the three-word mantra, and various strange phenomena bombarded Wu Tu.

"Good timing." Wu Tu flicked his fox tail, and the trapped Emperor Huang Wen struggled violently.

"You despicable sorcerer, release me at once!" Emperor Huang Wen's voice trailed off.

He was horrified to discover that he had been thrown out like a human shield.

Despite his hasty defense, Emperor Huang Wen was still defeated by the three golden ancient texts with a roar of unwillingness, his physical body was mostly destroyed, and only his nascent soul escaped.

"As you wish." Wu Tu curled her bewitching red lips and stared at Ye Xiao provocatively.

stab-

A bolt of silver lightning, as thick as an arm, struck diagonally across the open ground below.

"The power of divine punishment has finished building up; there's no time left!"

Wu Tu counted on his fingers, looked up at the dark, heavy clouds, and felt his hair stand on end.

Ye Xiao cursed angrily.

"Activate the grand formation!"

The members of the Liuxue Sect looked tense; they didn't want to suffer along with them.

Guan Ping and the others flew up to the top of the mountain and poured three hundred spirit stones into the great formation.

As spiritual energy gathered from all around, the nine stone statues rotated, and runes floated in the air, merging into the central array eye, causing ripples to spread through the space.

Upon seeing this, Mo Shenyuan drew his sword and slashed at the mountain formation.

The Divine Transformation Sword's momentum was unstoppable, striking the teleportation array in the blink of an eye.

A deafening roar!

The expected scene did not occur; instead, the sword energy was blocked by the defensive array.

"There's also a defensive array that's there?" Mo Shenyuan hadn't expected that either.

He quickly turned his attention to the defensive formation, which was not easily breached.

Then just block the cross-border entrance and kill as many as come...

Mo Shenyuan traversed dozens of miles, then stood with his sword in front of the green peak.

The imperial aura he unintentionally exuded was so powerful that it seemed as if one man could hold off ten thousand!

The members of the Liuxue Sect were filled with fear. Was this a plan to block the road and harm them?

Ye Xiao looked back, his unease growing stronger.

呲~

The array patterns shone brightly, and a crack actively opened in the space.

Ye Xiao signaled to the elders that he would no longer pursue Wu Tu.

"When divine punishment descends, those people are destined to be annihilated, body and soul!"

"Everyone, listen up! Return immediately!"

They knew what was more important and what was less important; continuing the stalemate would only lead to mutual destruction.

The surviving elders, deacons, and disciples of the Liuxue Sect.

They followed Ye Xiao, and dozens of people flew towards the teleportation array.

Han Daoren easily suppressed the remaining remnants of the Holy See.

"If you want to leave, step over my dead body!" Mo Shenyuan took the initiative.

One sword pierced the forehead of an elder in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

Two more sword strikes, and the foremost deacons and elders fell dead, bleeding profusely.

"Bastard thing!"

Ye Xiao's forehead veins bulged as he personally led two men forward to restrain him.

Han Daoren was also in pursuit, while the other three elders fought and retreated.

now.

Everyone had only one thought: run for their lives!