I lead the villains to help justice in the world of cultivating immortals

Directly prepare to raise the knife and go up.

Xingli grabbed Mo Sheng's wrist, "Mo Sheng!"

Calling Mo Sheng to try to wake him up, Mo Sheng's eyes were scarlet, with a little piety in his eyes, "Master... I'm sorry!"

Mo Sheng felt the restlessness of the ghostly technique in his body, and his eyes gradually became dark and persistent.

kill them!

kill them!

They hurt Xingli!

This idea has been lingering in Mo Sheng's mind, making him full of violent emotions.

Bloodthirsty and violent, Mo Sheng walked among the crowd like a killing god holding a knife.

puff--

After being slashed, those eyes became more and more bloodthirsty, Xing Li actually saw excitement in Mo Sheng's eyes.

Xingli can stay there!

Half of these people's cultivation bases are in the late Nascent Soul stage, and some of them are even at the half-step Lishen stage. How can Mo Sheng's cultivation base surpass it!

Xingli treated the wound on her arm casually, and stuffed a healing elixir into her mouth.

Then he was ready to rush up and help Mo Sheng resist the fatal attack at any time.

But Mo Sheng looked back at Xing Li who was in the corner as if he had a feeling.

The smile on the corner of the mouth is affectionate and indulgent, the eyes as bright as obsidian are as bright as the galaxy, the hair is slightly messy, and the bright red blood on the corner of the lips adds a sense of despondency and coquettishness to the young man who is like the darling of the creator.

"Be good, Master ~ wait here!"

The boy's words were evil and domineering, and the surly smile on the corner of his lips was the complete opposite of his usual appearance.

Xing Li obviously didn't react.

The young man is almost like a Buddha blocking and killing a Buddha, and a god blocking and killing a god!

One step at a time.

Mo Sheng's movement skills are more agile and weird than those in Qiansha Pavilion.

Mo Sheng also climbed out of the pile of dead people step by step, and his actual combat ability is much inferior to that of a killer who does not show off.

Spiritual Fire, Nether Technique, and Mo Sheng's desperate fighting style made the people in Qiansha Pavilion start to fear.

retreat!

The murderer of the Thousand Killing Pavilion wants to retire!

The few of them didn't want to be here, but the Pavilion Master issued another death order, demanding that Mo Sheng must die, otherwise he would come to see him.

Helpless, several people were also exaggerated by Mo Sheng's fighting spirit, and they showed their housekeeping skills one after another.

In this way, it is Mo Sheng who is at a disadvantage.

Mo Sheng is alone, and needs to guard against the assassination of various killers.

His body was already tattered, and the blood stains continued to drip on the ground. Mo Sheng seemed more than exhausted.

Swing the knife!Knock people!

kill them!

Damn them!

How dare you?They actually hurt Xingli!

It was this thought that kept Mo Sheng on for quite a while!

.......

Wait until Xi Yao comes.

Mo Sheng could hardly see any good things on him.

Xing Li helped Mo Sheng avoid several attacks in the dark, seeing Mo Sheng's miserable appearance was really unbearable.

How can it be indifferent?

Regardless of Mo Sheng's dissuasion, Xingli forcibly raised her cultivation level to the stage of detachment from the gods. The damage caused by this forced promotion is irreversible.

boom--

The coercion of the Lishen period suddenly appeared.

Everyone watched the coming of the law of heaven and earth and Xingli bathed under the law of heaven and earth.

Xing Li almost couldn't control the huge cultivation base of Li Shenqi, so he forcibly suppressed the restlessness of the spiritual power in his body, and directly squeaked at those people——

Lihua Jianyu's heaven and earth swordsmanship penetrated every hole, and directly poked those people into a sieve.

Seeing that Xinli had successfully dealt with all the people, she let out a sigh of relief.

All the spiritual power in his body dissipated into the sky and the earth like a discouragement.

【you you you!Xingli!You are confused!If you say no, go back!Why are you spoiling yourself like this? ! 】

The whining sound of the system made Xingli feel a little noisy.

I said it unconsciously.

"To shut up!"

Mo Sheng pursed her lips, and hugged Xing Li tightly into her arms.

The tone was domineering and fierce, "Master, let's take care of yourself first, don't talk now!"

Mo Sheng hugged Xingli and walked steadily, that Junxiu's face was reflected in Xingli's eyes.

The clean, fresh and elegant fragrance of the young man was covered by the strong smell of blood. Mo Sheng seemed to be afraid that Xing Li would dislike him or something, so he whispered directly in Xing Li's ear.

A youthful clear and magnetic voice came from beside my ear, "Master, go to sleep when you are tired."

After finishing speaking, he covered Xingli's eyes with his big hands again.

There was a sudden darkness in front of her eyes, and Xing Li was still a little uncomfortable.

But I don't know if it was because of the excessive loss of mental power caused by the forced increase in realm just now, or because Mo Sheng's embrace was too warm, Xing Li just fell into a deep sleep.

Xi Yao, who came belatedly, looked at the killers who had been stabbed into sieves and couldn't die anymore, and looked at Xing Li, who was covered in blood and hugged her eyes tightly shut.

Xi Yao's heart skipped a beat.

He quickly came to Mo Sheng's side and looked at Xing Li who had his eyes tightly closed.

"Xingli, she..."

Xi Yao didn't seem to dare to think about that fact, his whole body seemed tense and his mind was highly concentrated.

Mo Sheng didn't leave his eyes to Xi Yao at all, but looked at Xing Li in front of him with a loving expression, his words seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind, "Master...she's just tired."

After finishing speaking, he strode toward Liyou Pavilion with strides.

Seeing the tragedy of the forbidden area, Xi Yao had no choice but to stay and clean up the mess.

Xi Yao lit the fire while disgusted, and lit the fire directly, which can be regarded as cremation for those people.

........

The commotion at Liyou Peak over there was also suppressed in time.

It is also a heavy loss.

30 inner disciples were injured and 80 outer disciples were killed.

Li Youfeng was almost overwhelmed by grief. It was an hour after Murong Qing came out to preside over such a vicious incident.

Murong Qing looked at the ruined Li Youfeng with a sad expression and anxious heart.

It stands to reason that Xingli should have come out to preside over the overall situation at this time, why did she not show up for so long, was there something that hindered her, or was she in some danger.

Thinking of this, Murong Qing couldn't help feeling flustered.

Bringing the disciples from other peaks to help restore Liyou Peak and appease the disciples' emotions, let the other elders take charge of the overall situation, and he can't wait to rush to Liyou Pavilion.

.......

Glass worry pavilion.

Mo Sheng looked at Xingli who had her eyes closed tightly, and wiped the blood on her face with a towel in her hand.

The wounds on his body were just casually bandaged a little bit.

In Mo Sheng's eyes, the hideous wound was not worth mentioning, and it was not as important as wiping Xingli's face.

"Master..."

"Master..."

"Mo Sheng is very happy...wait for me...next time I will protect you."

boom--

"What are you doing? You are...blaspheming your...master!"

Murong Qing almost gritted her teeth and said this sentence.

He watched Mo Sheng almost lie on Xingli's ear and said those words, and he was so jealous that he went crazy.

Looking at the person coming, Mo Sheng just put down the towel in his hand, tucked Xingli's quilt up, and glanced at Murong Qing indifferently.