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Mo Bingyao slowly opened her eyes and sat up from the bed. She untied her shoes and walked out of the cave. Her aura continued to rise as she walked.

The bright moon was hanging high in the night sky, and the ground was covered with a layer of white frost. Suddenly, dark clouds gathered and blocked the bright moonlight.

Click!

Boom!

A bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck Mo Bingyao.

A tingling sensation spread throughout her body. She raised her head slightly and looked up at the sky. Lightning bolts were falling one after another!

Nine consecutive lightning bolts fell, and she closed her eyes slightly to absorb the power of thunder and lightning into her body.

Activating the seed of thunder hidden in her soul. At this moment, she originally had thunder spiritual roots, and now that the thunder was activated, her spiritual roots also mutated.

The thunder and lightning gradually dissipated. Mo Bingyao felt the abundant magic power in her body and was extremely happy. However, she felt something very strange. Although the thunder was so powerful, it did not attract anyone from Kunlun District.

She was sensitive and realized that something was wrong, so she went to Mo Yuan's residence. However, she searched the entire Kunlun Xu but couldn't see anyone.

Mo Bingyao frowned, closed her eyes, and her soul power gushed out, wandering around the entire Kunlun Xu. Except for the golden lotus in the pool, all the disciples in the Kunlun area disappeared.

Her figure flashed slightly and then disappeared, and the sky gradually brightened.

Hundreds of miles outside the Great Ziming Palace, Mo Yuan was leading a dozen of his disciples with an expressionless face, heading towards the Wing Clan.

A scene appeared in his mind this evening when a young girl stumbled up the mountain and said she was looking for the letter he had delivered. Diefeng kept her and led him to deliver the letter to her.

Xuannv knelt on the ground with her hands folded in front of her, looking extremely dignified, but her eyes were red, as if she had been crying: "I pay my respects to the Lord Mo Yuan and beg the Lord to save my benefactor."

Mo Yuan looked at him indifferently: "Who are you? Who is your benefactor?"

"My name is Xuannv, and I am from the Qingqiu clan. Some time ago, your ninth disciple Lingyu saved me from a snake spirit. My father was seriously ill, so I asked him to take me back to Qingqiu. When I passed by the road not far from the Great Ziming Palace, I was seen by the man from the Wing Clan. Qingcang, he said."

Mo Yuan asked calmly: "What did he say?"

Xuan Nu's face turned pale, and she stammered, "My benefactor, your sixteenth disciple, and I were captured by him and taken to the Great Ziming Palace. He let me go because he wanted me to pass on a message to the gods.

He said he likes your apprentice and wants to marry your apprentice, as, as the queen! ”

"boom!"

Mo Yuan crushed the cup in his hand in an instant: "How dare you humiliate me, Kunlun Xu, in this way? Do you think I have lost my temper, or do you think I can't lift the sword in my hand? Diefeng, go gather your fellow apprentices, and let's go to the Great Ziming Palace together."

He led his disciples and left the Kunlun area, but what he didn't know was that Xuannv was behind him, kneeling on the ground with her head slightly lowered and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

When Mo Bingyao couldn't see anyone, she already thought of watching Eternal Love, and during that time, she was Mo Yuan's little apprentice.

Because he returned to Qingqiu to visit his little niece Bai Fengjiu, he was seen by the Wing Clan and captured in the Great Ziming Palace, which triggered a series of disasters. But now he is obviously Mo Yuan's disciple and has not left Kunlun Xu. Could this happen again?

Mo Bingyao felt somewhat worried and went straight to the Wing Clan's territory.

When she arrived at the Wing Clan, she saw Mo Yuan and Qing Cang fighting each other again. The twelve senior brothers were also fighting with a group of Wing Clan soldiers. All the senior brothers were there, except Ling Yu and Zi Lan.

Mo Bingyao's eyes turned, and while they were fighting here, she would sneak in to take a look. She even turned into a stream of light and entered the Wing Clan.

Ling Yu and Zi Lan had their hands tied behind their backs and were escorted by Li Yuan and his men out of the Da Zi Ming Palace.

Ling Yu struggled angrily: "Let me go! Kill me if you can!"

Zi Lan struggled and threatened: "I advise you to let us go quickly, otherwise my master will come and make you pay for it."

Li Yuan's eyes were blazing with fire, and he angrily reached out and pinched Ling Yu's chin: "Haha, so what if your master is here? I will still not let you go. I just didn't expect my father would fall in love with you!" He threw it aside as if he had touched something dirty.

Ling Yu fell backwards, and two Wing Clan soldiers rushed forward, held him down, dragged him up, and continued to walk out.

At this moment, Mo Bingyao's graceful figure suddenly appeared like a ghost.

She just waved her jade hand lightly, and the Yuqing Kunlun fan seemed to have spirituality and instantly appeared in her palm.

As Mo Bingyao gently waved the fan in her hand, a powerful magical power like an overwhelming force gushed out in an instant like a surging torrent.

The terrifying magic power turned into an invisible shock wave, rushing straight towards the four soldiers who were suppressing Ling Yu and Zi Lan with overwhelming force.

what…!

Ah!

Ah!

what

Four screams were heard at the same time, and the four soldiers were blown away without any resistance like fallen leaves caught in a strong wind, and fell heavily to the ground in the distance.

Ling Yu saw Mo Bingyao at a glance. His eyes widened with an expression of disbelief. He screamed, "Shiqi, why are you here? This place is extremely dangerous. Let's go quickly and leave us alone!"

However, Mo Bingyao seemed to have heard nothing, her eyes fixed on the enemy not far ahead.

At this moment, Zi Lan suddenly raised his head and was horrified to find that Li Yuan was holding a long sword with a cold glow in his hand and was rushing towards Mo Bingyao with a fierce momentum. The tip of the sword was flashing a terrifying light.

Zi Lan was extremely worried and shouted, "Seventeen, be careful!"

Facing Li Yuan's extremely fierce attack, Mo Bingyao remained calm and composed. She just shook her wrist and deftly turned the folding fan in her hand, just enough to block the rapidly approaching sword.

Immediately afterwards, she pushed her palm forward suddenly, and a dazzling bolt of lightning suddenly shot out from her hand, striking straight towards Li Yuan.

Li Yuan was horrified when he saw this. His pupils contracted sharply. Not daring to delay for a moment, he quickly dodged to the side and narrowly avoided the powerful lightning.

However, before he could gain a firm foothold, Mo Bingyao waved the folding fan in her hand again, and suddenly an even more powerful force came roaring towards him.

Li Yuan had no way to avoid it. He felt as if his chest was hit hard by a sledgehammer, and he flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

With a dull thud, "Bang!" Li Yuan's body hit a thick pillar next to him, and the huge impact caused the pillar to tremble slightly.

Mo Bingyao slashed with her sword to cut the ropes on Ling Yu, and then helped Zi Lan cut the ropes: "Let's fight our way out, Master is outside."

Ling Yu shouted in surprise: "Ah, Master is here too?"

Zi Lan said happily: "If Master came, we would be able to escape 100%!"

Mo Bingyao held the Yuqing Kunlun fan in her hand, and every time she waved it, she brought with her supreme magical power.

Ahh!

There was a commotion, and all the Winged Clan soldiers who were blocking Mo Bingyao were knocked away and fell heavily not far away, spitting blood.

Ling Yu looked at him in shock: "Shiqi, how did your cultivation become so high? Have you already ascended to the immortal realm?"

Zi Lan's eyes widened in disbelief: "No, no way? How did you ascend to the upper immortal realm so quickly? Is it so easy to break through to the upper immortal realm?"

Mo Bingyao felt helpless. The most urgent thing now was to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.

"What we need to do now is to leave this place. Are you sure you want to chat with me here?"

Ling Yu quickly shook his head: "No, I don't want to, but I think Li Yuan is also an immortal. Why does it feel like he can't block three of your moves?"

Mo Bingyao led them to fight their way out. She looked up at the two men fighting in the air and said, "Master, I have rescued the brothers."

Her appearance had already attracted the attention of both parties. Diefeng and the others immediately pulled themselves out, gathered together, and pointed their magic swords outside.

Qing Cang looked down with some anger, and the moment his gaze fell on Mo Bingyao's face, he froze. He had not forgotten that his entire treasure house had been emptied out because of someone.

Because he was distracted, Mo Yuan slapped him and flew away: "It's good to rescue him, you go back first, hey, Seventeen, you broke through to the upper god realm."

Mo Bingyao nodded and replied with a smile: "Yes, I just broke through not long ago."

Mo Yuan was in a very happy mood! He had said that most of his disciples were in the lower fairyland now! Unexpectedly, the young disciple came out on top.

He smiled and swung the sword in his hand fiercely: "Haha, good! Wait for me to ask your senior brother for some interest, and then we will go back together to celebrate for you."

Qing Cang, who had just climbed up, was hit hard in the chest by the sword energy swung by Mo Yuan. A long wound appeared on his chest, and the sword energy was madly running in his wound. A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

He covered his chest in great pain. This incident caused him severe damage and he could not fully recover in a short period of time. Unless he could find some rare and precious treasure to treat his injury, it would take at least ten to eight years for him to recover.

Mo Yuan turned around happily, took his apprentice with him, and returned to Kunlun Xu.

Although his face was still expressionless, the slightly raised corners of his mouth showed that he was in a good mood.

After returning to Kunlun Xu, everyone happily took out wine, firstly to celebrate their brother's safe return, and secondly to celebrate Mo Bingyao's ascension to the fairyland.

Mo Bingyao smiled and picked up a bowl of wine and ran towards Mo Yuan who was standing aside watching them laugh and said, "Master, drink!"

There was a hint of doting in Mo Yuan's eyes as he took the wine and said, "Okay! Let's drink together. We won't go home until we are drunk tonight." He drank the whole bowl of wine in one breath.