Chapter 4821 Reversal (Seeking a Ticket)

After finishing speaking, Mo Qingshan slowly raised his hand and volleyed towards the conferred god order in the air.

Fengshen Ling was instructed and flew towards him immediately.

"After death, if you can see Xiuwen, tell him for me... I'm sorry." Mo Qingshan's voice gradually became hoarse, "If there is an afterlife, I hope he will never meet a brother like me again."

Luo Yunxiao slowly raised his head.

I don't know if the wind and sand around him are too big, and his long hair is raised high.

Frost Snow was dyed with blue silk, and blood red drowned the black eyes.

Twelve long swords flew out of Luo Yunxiao's hands and lined up behind him.

"Mo Qingshan, I want to say sorry, why don't you go down to Huangquan and tell Yin Xiuwen in person!"

Mo Qingshan raised his eyebrows: "Are you not afraid that your soul will be completely swallowed up by the half-soul of the world, and you will never be able to restore your true nature?"

He shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, even if you fully unleash the power of the Demon of Destruction, you will still not be my opponent."

Luo Yunxiao's slightly pale thin lips slowly raised, "That's not necessarily true."

Mo Qingshan's hand was about to grab the decree of the gods.

But at this moment, his heart jumped suddenly, and an extremely uneasy feeling came to him.

The [Jiuyou Hongmeng Yan] in his hand suddenly trembled violently.

The buzzing sound seemed to be screaming frantically, trying to escape from his hands.

Mo Qingshan quickly restrained his mind and wanted to control [Jiuyou Hongmengyan].

He felt a sharp pain in his palm, and then [Jiuyou Hongmengyan] suddenly escaped from his hand.

There is no one in this world who can take [Jiuyou Hongmengyan] from him.

unless……

Mo Qingshan's pupils shrank violently, and slowly turned around.

A familiar yet unexpected figure came into his eyes.

"Di Mingjue!"

Mo Qingshan let out a low cry, "You didn't even have your soul imprisoned by the [Conferred God Order]?"

Not far away, in the flying yellow sand in the sky, Di Mingjue in blood was standing there.

Obviously long hair is loose, obviously embarrassed, but it is like the only god who descends in the eternal night.

Standing high above, reigning over the world, makes people want to surrender from the bottom of their hearts.

Mo Qingshan's heart suddenly jumped again.

Looking at Di Mingjue in front of him, there was a feeling of fear that he wanted to surrender in the depths of his soul.

It's just that the fear is very light, and it disappears without a trace in an instant.

Di Mingjue's pitcher grabbed the [Jiuyou Hongmengyan] flying from the sky, and shouted without hesitation, "Do it!"

Swish-!

Swish-!

The attacks one after the other came almost at the same time.

In front of it is the Heavenly Sacred Artifact [Jiuyou Hongmengyan] that can penetrate the spirit, cut the spirit, and defy the sky.

At the back are twelve top-level natal long swords, wrapped around the most yin to evil, and yang to strong [Mingyin Shengyan] between heaven and earth.

The tide of battle was reversed in an instant!

...

outside the valley.

Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering cheer from the crowd.

"Your Majesty, it is Your Majesty!!"

"Hahaha, I knew Your Majesty wouldn't die so easily!!"

"My God, this is the first time I have seen the domain master of the Nether Realm join forces with the emperor of the extreme realm. Two immortal emperors, the highest combat power of the two immortal continents, who can fight with one!"

"Excellent, Jiyu is saved! The Three Realms are saved!"

Han Chujiu stared at this scene closely, and suddenly turned to look at Li Weiran.

"Little pervert, you said, is this designed by you from the beginning?"