After rebirth, Xiaotuanzi is soft and A

Yu Chumo wanted to escape, but he was facing two strong men with golden core cultivation base, no matter how far he ran, he would never be able to escape from their grasp.

The Patriarch of the Yu family had already seen Yu Chumo's thoughts, so a mocking smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and after a slight movement, he cast a spell to stop him.

Yu Chumo's body was fixed in place, so he could only watch helplessly as the black mist that Mo Lao condensed entered his mind!
The black mist turned into Chu Mo's mind, just like locusts crossing the border, directly climbing up to the place where Chu Mo's love thread was, the black mist circled around the love thread, and Yu Chumo only felt a huge pain in his brain, like a Countless insects and ants wreaked havoc in the brain, their roots pierced into the flesh, and their mouthparts gnawed at the brain.

"No!"

Yu Chumo felt that something in his body was slowly losing, and what was lost was something that he might never have again in his entire life.

Fear and panic enveloped Yu Chumo, and when the last trace of affection disappeared, he didn't know where the belief came from. The natal magic weapon that had existed in his body since the beginning of his cultivation but had never appeared was actually There are signs of emergence.

The aura of the dantian and the aura of evil spirits complement each other, and in the middle of the well-defined area, a black, weird stick engraved with strange runes, no more than half an inch long, is slowly rising.

The phantom of the stick was projected into Chu Mo's mind, and it became a giant pillar that seemed to be able to withstand the sky, and the black mist that was shot into Chu Mo's mind by Mo Lao was also in the phantom. down, trembling.

Mo Lao felt something, his brows frowned slightly, and he couldn't help setting off a wave of earth-shaking waves in his heart.

But within two seconds, a touch of surprise flashed across his eyes, this aura, this aura hahahaha
Mo Lao laughed maniacally, the ecstasy on his face was beyond words, and he shouted in a hoarse voice, "The magic cultivator is finally about to rise! This Lingyin world is finally going to become the world of our demon cultivators!"

Mo Lao laughed like a lunatic, but the head of the Yu family frowned when he saw this, and his eyes fell on Yu Chumo who had fainted on the ground, his brows were tightly frowned, and his expression was obscure.

What exactly happened, why Mo Lao suddenly laughed so much. And what Mo Lao said about the rise of the demon cultivator?

Patriarch Yu's brows were tightly frowned, and a fleeting killing intent flashed in his eyes involuntarily.

When he chose to cooperate with Moxiu, it was only because he needed them to do things for him that he couldn't do by himself, but they were all using each other. If Moxiu really rises, this is not what he wants to see.

What he thinks is only about being alone, not making wedding dresses for others.

Besides, now that the Land of Judgment has received an oracle, when the five spirits reunite, it will be the time when the Hidden Spirit Realm will regain its glory. At that time... Huh, the magic cultivator is just a monster crawling out of the dirty quagmire, how can he deserve it? Gotta work with him!
Thinking of this, the Patriarch Yu's eyes narrowed immediately, his eyes glanced at Mo Lao, his palms were reversed, and when he was in ecstasy and defenseless, he gathered his spiritual energy and slapped him!
Both of them are Jindan cultivators, so the head of the Yu family used [-]% of his skill in this palm.

Unprepared, Mo Lao was sent flying out by a palm strike, and hit the wall of the main hall fiercely.

The main hall where the Patriarch of the Yu family lived was originally built with extremely hard diamond rock, but now, when Mo Lao landed on it, he directly smashed a human-shaped imprint.

It can be seen that Yu Jiajia's main force is strong.

Mo Lao turned over and slipped down, looking in disbelief at the head of the Yu family who was chasing him, "Yu Hong, what are you doing!"

Mo Lao asked furiously, but the Patriarch of the Yu family turned a deaf ear to him, the spiritual power surged in his palm, and he slapped him again.

"Damn!"

Mo Lao cursed secretly, moved his feet, and turned over to avoid the attack.

However, because he was unprepared before, Yu Hong's palm hit his body firmly, and the internal organs were displaced one after another. Just one movement caused severe pain.

This Yu Hong is indeed an old dog!

Even their demon cultivators can't match the speed of turning their faces and denying people!
In the end, Mo Lao was seriously injured, and he was beheaded and killed by the Patriarch of the Yu family without even escaping from this hall.

Mo Lao was lying on the ground covered in blood, his body was still twitching habitually, dark red blood gushed out of his chest, but his eyes were staring fixedly.

The resentment in his eyes hadn't disappeared yet, but he had already passed away from anger, and now these are nothing more than reluctance to die, and unwillingness to die.

Patriarch Yu destroyed Mo Lao's body expressionlessly, and then turned his head to look at Yu Chumo who lay quietly on the ground and passed out.

With a strange arc on the corner of his mouth, he walked towards him.

Devil?Oh, it's just a wild dog that he kept by his side.

The splendor of the hidden spirit world is coming, and there is no need for you to keep it!

Patriarch Yu's eyes were happy, and his footsteps seemed a little anxious. Standing in front of Yu Chumo, a low-level magic weapon appeared in the hands of Patriarch Yu.

From the Patriarch Yu's point of view, killing Yu Chumo, even with a low-level magic weapon, was flattering him.

The tip of the sword slashed at the young man's neck mercilessly, as if he was just a captive domestic animal that could be killed at will.

But the young man who had passed out didn't know the crisis he was facing at the moment.

However, at the moment when the sword tip pierced the young man's neck, the black gold light on the young man's body burst out, and the spirit sword that was close at hand flew away, and the Patriarch of the Yu family couldn't avoid it, and was directly injured by the light.

The Patriarch of the Yu family retreated from the blow, and put his palm on his chest, but a mouthful of blood spurted out!

Astonishment flashed across his eyes, and his eyes fell on Yu Chumo who was wrapped in Wujin's light again. This Wujin's light...could hurt him!
For a while, the Patriarch of the Yu family didn't dare to act rashly anymore, but he didn't leave. Instead, he stayed hidden and waited for the opportunity to move.

After about a stick of incense, Yu Chumo's frowning brows finally loosened slightly, and his closed eyelashes trembled slightly, and then opened against the light.

His eyes flicked over the surrounding scene, and a dark light flashed across the boy's eyes. Why is he here?
"Mo'er." The Patriarch of the Yu family looked at Yu Chumo's slightly confused eyes, his heart moved slightly, and he called out tentatively.

When Yu Chumo heard the words, he followed the voice and looked over, and the slightly pale face of the Patriarch of the Yu family immediately caught the young man's eyes.

Yu Chumo frowned and stood up, and hurried forward, with a worried look on his face, "Father, what's wrong with you?"

The head of the Yu family looked at the young man's hand on his arm, his eyes dimmed slightly, but he said calmly, "Mo'er, don't you remember what happened before?"

When the Patriarch of the Yu family was speaking, his eyes were fixed on Yu Chumo's. If there was anything strange, he would definitely not be able to escape his eyes!
However, Yu Chumo frowned when he heard the words, "Father, I... I remember that I was summoned by you, saying that you should not rush to break through before the Grand Competition of aristocratic families, and then fainted in the palace for some reason."

The head of the Yu family didn't miss any of Yu Chumo's expressions, so he knew very well whether Yu Chumo was lying or not.

Looking at Yu Chumo's light brown eyes, the Patriarch of the Yu family narrowed his eyes slightly, the family competition. Did his memory stay before the family competition?