Xiuxian: I really don’t want to be a bootlicker!.

Elder He looked at Yi Qingwu, with some reminiscence in his eyes.

If it wasn't such an inappropriate time, he would even want to ask, "Is your grandma okay?"

Elder Mo frowned slightly.

He looked around the world, then looked at Yi Qingwu with a sharp gaze.

In Elder Mo's opinion, this battle is meaningless.

But since our own Holy Son is a playboy, it is understandable that he would be unable to walk when he sees someone else's fiancée.

After all, I went through the same thing when I was young.

However, Elder Mo always felt that something was wrong.

The moment Ye Chen flew out of the ship.

Elder Mo noticed something and immediately reached out a big hand to grab Ye Chen, trying to pull him back.

But it was too late after all.

After Yi Qingwu's beautiful figure.

Twelve divine lights suddenly rose up.

The speed is incredible.

He condensed the void into a huge sphere, directly covering himself and Ye Chen.

Isolated from the outside world's sight.

Elder Mo swept his hand over and it actually went straight through, as if the sphere was no longer in the same space and time as this world.

Elder Mo sneered, "Twelve Constellation Killing Formation?"

"You have such a petty trick, and you dare to show off in front of me?"

Elder Mo raised his hand and punched out, as if there was chaos, trying to penetrate the world.

But at this moment.

Three figures descended from the void, each evolving their own Dao and Fa to block Elder Mo's attack.

Among the three.

A woman who looks like a beautiful middle-aged woman.

She has a graceful and elegant figure, and looks a bit like Yi Qingwu.

The other two are one middle-aged and one elderly.

But they all exude an aura that only powerful people with the Dao can possess.

The beautiful middle-aged woman smiled gently, her gestures varied, and spoke to Elder Mo and the somewhat dazed Elder He: "People of the same generation should fight among themselves..."

"Why don't you two fellow Taoists sit down and have some tea with us?"

At the end of her speech, the beautiful middle-aged woman looked at Elder He with a complicated expression, as if filled with nostalgia: "Fellow Daoist He, long time no see! How have you been these years?"

Elder He looked at the beautiful middle-aged woman and couldn't help but sigh.

There seemed to be a hint of relief in his eyes.

Elder Mo looked at the three of them and said calmly, "Get out of the way!"

The Twelve Constellations Formation is a peerless killing formation passed down from the Moon Palace, and was obtained by Yi Qingwu's lineage.

Control the twelve spirits of the cultivators in the God Transformation Stage to form a killing formation.

It can wipe out all major enemies.

It is so powerful that even if Hua Yunfei is trapped inside, he may not be able to escape easily.

Although Ye Chen is very talented and has a deep heritage.

But after all, there was a slight gap in cultivation.

You may face a life-or-death crisis.

So Elder Mo was full of murderous intent.

The three of them naturally would not retreat.

The old man sneered: "Mo Yixi, your cultivation has dropped to the early stage of Hedao. I thought you were the same as you were back then?"

The other middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and said, "This world has been imprisoned. You can't send a message for help."

Finally, the beautiful middle-aged woman smiled sweetly, "Why do you have to do this? Isn't it normal for geniuses to live and die? Otherwise, with so many geniuses, every one of them would be able to reach the top. The world of immortal cultivation would have been filled with He Daos and Mahayana cultivators would be as numerous as dogs."

"It's better to wait patiently. The winner will be decided soon anyway."

Elder He on the side turned pale when he heard this.

It is true that the holy land cannot be contacted.

Both he and Elder Mo were at the early stage of He Dao.

And there were three people on the other side.

Two are in the early stage, and one is in the middle stage of Hedao.

No matter how you look at it, it's impossible to win.

The most important thing is that the other party obviously didn't want to fight.

Just want to drag it out.

Until Ye Chen died in Yi Qingwu's hands.

This situation is simply unsolvable.

However, Elder Mo's expression was very calm. He looked at the three people and said, "Although my immortal platform is broken, it has not been abandoned for so many years..."

"I have a technique that can be sublimated to the utmost and restored to peak form. Even if I meet a Mahayana cultivator, I will not be defeated!"

"If you three don't want to die, then retreat!"

Elder Mo has already stood up at this moment.

Although the voice was calm, it made the three people in front of him look serious.

Elder Mo is two generations older than Elder He.