Immortal Sovereign of Ninth Heavens - Chapter 1547

Even the heat of kindness and softness surprised countless people, but also inexplicably felt some warmth.

A couple of lovers who had thought each other had fallen for many years were finally reunited. Mo Zhun’s face was smirking and his eyes were tearful. He grasped the woman’s hand tightly and never wanted to let go.

Mo Li’s heart is full of happiness. He really wants to talk about warmth with his parents, but now there are still some people who need to solve the problem.

After the initial fear, Gu Zhenlong moved forward, suppressed the ups and downs, and calmed down. He is very clear that although there are many people around him now, it is Mo Li who can really make the decision.

Mo Li turns his head and looks at Gu Zhenlong. This is only their second meeting. If it’s just because of the spirit struggle in Dongfang family before, this time it’s a real confrontation between life and death.

“Don’t leave. Let me go. Today’s business is over!”

Gu Zhenlong said suddenly.

“Do you think it’s possible?”

Don’t disdain to sneer.

“Don’t forget, I’m the young master of the magic castle. Kill me… You can’t get out of the forgotten star!”

Identity is Gu Zhenlong’s last dependence. He believes Mo Li will never dare to kill him in full view of the public!

“You think highly of yourself!” Mo Li then slowly raised his hand, pulled Gu Zhenlong to the front with the holy capture technique, and held him by the neck.

If it was in the past, he might have some scruples, but since he learned the real identity of the ancient green emperor, he knew that the guy would never take this nominal younger generation too seriously. He must be busy recovering now. Where can he spare time to care about Gu Zhenlong’s life?

“Mo Li, let the young master go quickly!”

The two elders of the magic castle are in a panic. They saw the murderer from Mo Li’s eyes. They didn’t hide the murderer!

Madman, this guy is a madman!

“Take care of yourself first!”

Mo Li’s voice fell, Mo Zhun and Lian shanrou understood, and went up to meet him.

Mo Li doesn’t worry about the fight between his father and his mother at all. It doesn’t take much effort to solve the two elders of the magic castle with their strength. Even more so, there are even more problems for the elder Lian Ju and Vatican to stare at.

Gu Zhenlong’s eyes showed a trace of despair. He didn’t expect Mo Li to dare to do it.

Click——

In countless people’s attention, Mo Li’s neck is broken.

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There are countless heritages scattered in the ruins of the water world, and people reap great opportunities every day. Although the space is vast, there are too many people searching for treasure. In just one month, it was turned upside down.

Various forces have turned back, and the news of killing the young master of the magic castle has spread. I thought that the magic castle would go to war with Yanhuang regardless of everything. What I didn’t expect was that the super power, which was not inferior to the magic hall, was very calm.

Fire yellow field, snow field. Mo Sanxiao, who has just escorted Lian’s family and guihunzhuang’s people back, steps into qingzong’s residence. Liu Wuxin, who comes back from the site first, appears in front of him.

“Where is Mo Li?” Liu Wuxin asked with an ugly face.

“He should still be in the ruins of the divine world. What’s the matter?” Mo Sanxiao captured the dignified look of the ancestor.

“Tianmu Mountain is lost!”

Tianmu Mountain lost?

Mo Sanxiao was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed greatly.

“You mean… The heart of the devil?”

“That’s right!” Liu Wu heaved a sigh and said with a bitter smile: “the ancient Qing emperor took advantage of the divine world ruins, personally took people to Tianmu Mountain, and took away the heart of the demon God!”

“How could that be? Isn’t our people there? In addition, we have specially sent more people in the past… ”

The heart of the demon God is sealed in the Tianmu Mountain. The three factions of Xueyu, Tianfu and Mengdian jointly send people to guard it. It’s not so easy to take it away. This time, there was a lot of noise at the shuishen site. Before leaving, Liu unintentionally sent several friends of the peak of the demigod to help. Unexpectedly, something happened.

“The people in the magic hall suddenly took action. We didn’t react to it.”

Liu Wuxin was a little annoyed. I thought that there were enough experts left in Tianmu Mountain, but what he didn’t expect was that some people left behind in the magic hall colluded with the ancient green emperor!

Mo Sanxiao frowned, but he had no choice but to smile bitterly: “the crisis in the prophecy will certainly appear, and you don’t have to blame yourself too much. Now… You can only rely on Mo LiXiao!”

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Mo Li didn’t expect that the heart of the demon God of Tianmu Mountain was stolen so soon. At this time, he was taking four women to shuttle through the water god ruins.

Besides Dongfang Yi and Dongfang nettle, Lu Wanyu and Chu Ying are still with him. After the people of Tianfu came in, they seemed to disappear. The two women didn’t find a big army to join. Mo Li had to let them continue to follow. As for the father, mother and even the family have left first. It’s meaningless to continue to stay here, especially after Mo Li killed Gu Zhenlong.

Mo Zhun and Lian shanrou didn’t refuse. They knew how strong their son was. They all stayed here. On the contrary, their goal was too obvious. After a warning, they retreated first.

The water world didn’t help Mo Li much in his practice. He stayed here because there was a special place in his memory. He wanted to have a look.

“Where on earth are we going?”

After several days of galloping in the void, the Oriental nettle couldn’t help but ask as he watched Mo Li’s route become more and more biased.

“It’s coming soon!”

Mo Li doesn’t know how to explain it to the woman. Fortunately, the destination is just around the corner.

Gallop again half an hour, in front of a fiery red, this is Mo Li’s goal, Wan Fenglin.

“Why? It’s like Shifu and Laozu and them! ”

Seeing a group of people standing by a Wangqing pool in the forest from a distance, Lu Wanyu exclaimed.

It’s true that they are from Tianfu. Watching someone close to them, they all raised their guard. When they found out that Mo Li was coming, they relaxed a little.

“Master!”

“Laozu!”

Chu Ying and Lu Wanyu rush to Feng Zhiyuan and Yu Tianji.

“What are you two doing with this kid?”

Yu Tianji has some doubts.

“On the way, we met the interception of the magic hall. Mo Li saved us!” Chu Ying explains.

“The magic hall?! The old devil defeated is really more and more bold. Don’t you want to fight with my Tianfu? ”

Yu Tianji is so angry that she shakes xiupao and learns that Mo Li has saved the disciples. Her face looks a little better.

“Master, what about Wanqing? Have you seen her? ” Lu Wanyu is more worried about the safety of her sister.

“He went to the bottom of the pool with Ruolin to accept the inheritance!”

Mo Li also came near and heard the words of Feng Zhiyuan, his mind moved.

The bottom of the pool? Is it the inheritance of water god?

He had a bold guess in his mind. The reason why she made a special trip here is that this place used to be the place where the water god lived, and the bottom of the pool was her place of practice.

How do people in Tianfu know this place?