The ancestors ruined it after binding it to the Shenhao system.

It’s not surprising that he became a mission target, but why is his favorability level only 50?

Xu Qingshu squinted her eyes thoughtfully, and Huo Qilin across from him suddenly felt a chill running down his spine.

He felt strange in his heart. The magma here could melt bones, so why was he feeling cold all over?

"Let's go."

Xu Qingshu retracted her thoughts, turned around and rushed in the direction she came from.

"Rumble--"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

As soon as the two of them appeared at the edge of the volcano, louder sounds of fighting reached their ears.

Mo Junchao was seriously injured at this time, and his breathtaking eyes were filled with disbelief. When he opened his mouth to speak, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Zhou Yanyu was merciless, and the demonic energy condensed in his hands rushed toward him like a python.

A powerful force of deterrence came towards him. Mo Junchao gritted his teeth and tried to resist, but was still pushed back dozens of meters in an instant.

Seeing that he had no power to fight back, Zhou Yanyu's dark eyes were cold and distant, as if he were looking at an ant, and he said in a low voice: "I was careless back then, and I neglected you."

Otherwise, even if he died, he would be buried with him!

Mo Jun chuckled a few times at Hook Lip, and suddenly a fishy-sweet taste surged in his throat, and he coughed violently.

After finally stopping, he caught sight of the familiar red figure from the corner of his eye, and turned his head to focus on Xu Qingshu.

He swallowed hard and said in a hoarse voice: "Sister, I have never felt that I am worse than Zhou Yanyu. I can give you what he can give you.

It's just that I hate that I was born too late, and that we met too late, otherwise..."

Having said this, Mo Junchao turned to look at Zhou Yanyu, who had an indifferent expression, and raised a provocative smile on his lips: "Otherwise, what else does it have to do with you?"

Zhou Yanyu's face darkened.

"court death!"

He raised his hand and formed claws with five fingers, and attacked Mo Junchao with a powerful aura.

At this moment, dozens of black shadows stood in front of him, and there was a loud "bang" like thunder. The powerful demonic energy was instantly resolved, and the black shadows disappeared.

Mo Junchao turned around and rushed towards Xu Qingshu. In the blink of an eye, he was behind her, and his knuckled hands reached for her white neck.

Stimulated by this scene, Zhou Yanyu's pupils shrank and he rushed over quickly without hesitation.

Xu Qingshu has now recovered her spiritual power and her reaction speed is extremely fast. Moreover, she has been prepared for his secret attacks.

The moment Mo Junchao rushed over, a soul-destroying formation rose up around the two of them!

There was no surprise in Mo Junchao's eyes, it seemed that what Xu Qingshu did was within his expectation.

After dodging his attack, Xu Qingshu separated a distance from each other and concentrated spiritual power in his palms to hit each other at the same time. The moment the two collided, a powerful air flow spread around.

"Bam—"

There was a loud noise, the volcano erupted, and no grass grew within a hundred miles!

At this time, Xu Qingshu's scimitar from the other side appeared in his other hand, and just as he was about to swing it at him, she heard some incantation silently in his mouth.

In an instant, a powerful and domineering ice spiritual power suddenly entered the palm of his hand.

Xu Qingshu was stunned.

Zhou Yanyu, who had arrived behind Xu Qingshu, also stopped at this time, staring at the scene in front of him with sharp and deep eyes.

"Are you crazy?!"

Seeing her anger, Mo Jun smiled at Yuchun.

"Since I have no chance to meet my sister in this life, let's meet again in the next life. In order to find you more conveniently, I will use my lifelong cultivation to inject it into you."

Mo Junchao's voice gradually became hoarse and choked, his breathtaking eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and the mist covered the flash of loneliness and bitterness in his eyes.