After the witch was reborn, she made all the talented people in the world of cultivation cry.

Who is the oriole and who is the fisherman?

It is neither a poisonous beetle nor a wasp.

Likewise, it is not Ye Lige and Yuanhe Shenzun.

No matter how smart and wise these people were, they became fish on the chopping board of others because of their lack of strength.

Ye Lige was also feeling extremely ashamed. She was too greedy.

Therefore, it brought a catastrophe upon everyone.

Originally, Lord Yuanhe wanted to leave this troubled place directly.

He said: "It's too noisy, we have to leave quickly."

Although fragments would collide from time to time in the void, forming more fragmented void garbage.

However, a series of accidents that occurred on the floating island before caused severe turbulence in the void.

If a person with great cultivation becomes curious, both the thousand-year-old lotus and the beetle will be the most eye-catching existence.

On the one hand, Ye Lige gained a great benefit, and on the other hand, the God Yuanhe also captured Butian and his party in a very efficient manner. It can be said that the whole thing was very successful.

Therefore, the most important task is to return to the sunny land as soon as possible.

Ye Lige was somewhat reluctant, not just because there were still two pairs of beetles that had not been picked up.

On the other hand, with the protection of her senior brother, she wanted to test out the newly realized Netherworld.

The Netherworld Divine Realm has too much destructive power. Once it is used, all life will be cut off, all vegetation will turn to ashes, and it will become a dead place for a long time.

Nowadays, you can use the opponent's force to your advantage in a fight.

Yuan He Divine Master understood her situation and thought to himself: "The more insights Junior Sister gains, the more ways she can save her life."

So, he went to the fight scene with her quietly.

The other Devouring Divine Realm that the beetle sensed was exactly the Netherworld Divine Realm that Ye Lige had recently comprehended.

I understood it on the spot and put it into practice on the spot. All the previous puzzles were solved in an instant.

It is not an epiphany, but it is better than an epiphany. Ye Lige's application and understanding of the Netherworld Divine Realm has reached a new level.

Seeing his junior sister grow up so quickly, Lord Yuanhe was truly happy for her.

Just when the beetles and the scarabs were about to die, a giant hand dropped from the sky.

Including Ye Lige and Yuanhe Divine Lord, every one of them was caught in the giant palm created by the immortal spiritual power.

Just like the Five Finger Mountain of Buddha, they were like ants and could not climb over it no matter what.

Then there was Mo Wentian's arrogant laughter, "Hahaha, it's really like searching for something without any effort, but now it's found without any effort!"

Ye Lige regretted that she should not have acted on her own and ignored the advice of her senior brother.

This is a paradise beyond heaven. Even my cheap master Cheng Yuanzi, a powerful man at the eighth level of the Divine Lord Realm, has to keep his tail between his legs.

Where does a little flea like her get the courage?

More importantly, it also implicated the eldest senior brother.

Until this moment, the eldest senior brother, Yuan He Shenzun, was still trying hard to protect her.

He himself was crushed to the point of bleeding from all seven orifices, convulsing all over, with broken bones and tendons, and he was almost turned into a meat pie.

Even so, he still tried his best to protect her and prevent her from getting hurt.

Mo Wentian laughed wantonly, "Hahaha, blessed people don't have to rush. Even the heavens are grateful for my persistence over the years and have blessed me."

With his sharp eyesight, he could naturally tell that the two pairs of beetles were poisoned, but he was not unable to detoxify them.

So, he doesn't mind.

The two beetles are of no use, but at least they can be used as low-level refining materials and can be given to the younger generations in the clan as rewards.

Are these two people practicing?

This female cultivator can pick thousand-year-old lotus and illusory flower from the cracks in the void, which are the main ingredients for the magical pills used by high-level cultivators. Why would she have to worry about not having pills to take in the future?

"Not bad! This trip is really worth it."

As for this male cultivator!

With the cultivation level of a first-level God, if he stays in the clan as a slave, I'm afraid the younger generations won't be able to control him.

If he runs away, there will be endless trouble. It’s better to kill him.

In fact, at this time Mo Wentian didn't know that the Mo family's land in Tianwaitian had been uprooted.

The members of the Mo family, some died and some escaped.

And Mo Ran was one of the survivors at that time.

Of course, he's already lost his soul now.

This branch of the Mo family was created by Mo Wentian, and was also destroyed by Mo Wentian.

After Mo Wentian had achieved success in his cultivation and gained a firm foothold in Tianwai Tian, ​​he founded the Mo family land.

After using the Ghost Nightmare Beast to destroy several families including the Soul Clan, Mo Wentian fled to the Heaven Beyond Heaven in order to avoid punishment.

Things started because of him, but did not end with his departure.

On the contrary, it was because of his departure that the Mo family lost its strongest backing and was strangled by other forces.

You, Mo Wentian, brought the Ghost Nightmare Beast to kill people and burn things everywhere, destroying families.

In the end, you ran away, leaving the younger generations in the clan who are still weak, and expecting others to carry forward the demeanor of the elders. Is this possible?

To take a step back, even if there are a few monks who adhere to the martial virtues of not committing crimes against their clan members, or of elders not arguing with the younger ones, most people will not follow their lead.

You have wiped out all the younger generations of other families. Now when it is your family's turn, you have to stick to principles and observe martial ethics. How is that possible?

Of course, Mo Wentian didn't know about this at the moment and was still laughing happily.

Extreme joy leads to sorrow, which applies to any situation and anyone.

The laughter had not yet stopped, and just as he was about to brand Ye Lige's sea of ​​consciousness with a slave mark, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his consciousness.

"How brave!"

It was also a moment of negligence that gave Uncle Suo the opportunity.

If it were in the past, Uncle Suo would definitely not be able to hurt Mo Wentian.

Things are different now. Uncle Suo has been promoted to a super artifact and naturally has the ability to fight.

However, the power of this battle was much weaker. The master was weak and the servant was weak. Without a powerful master, Uncle Suo had to use all his strength to launch such a powerful attack.

There was no other reason, he just wanted to give Ye Lige and Yuanhe God a glimmer of hope.

No matter whether it was his own little fairy or Lord Yuanhe, he could not watch them fall into the clutches of the madman Mo Wentian.

"You old thing doesn't want to live anymore, I will grant your wish."

Even if the super artifact has no spirit, it can still be slowly nurtured.

It would be dangerous if the spirit of the weapon had second thoughts.

"do not want!"

Uncle Suo wanted to risk his life to give everyone a chance of survival, but the strength gap between the two sides was too great. Ye Lige's cultivation level could not catch up with the other party even if he jumped up and down, and he couldn't even find a chance to activate the cross-border teleportation talisman.

"You are not good children, I don't like you!"

Mo Wentian was very dissatisfied, but he was in a good mood because he found a treasure that he had not found for so many years today.

Just slightly increase the strength of the palm.

The people who were pinned to the ground by his five-finger mountain were each more miserable than the last.

The two beetles had already died because they were the most useless.

Although the lives of the two beetles were not in danger, they were both under Mo Wentian's key supervision, and there was no possibility of their escape.

Lord Yuan He was covered in blood, and he didn't even have the strength to move.

Now, Ye Lige protected him under his body.

In order to avoid harming the innocent, Mo Wentian did not continue to persecute him.

In fact, if Mo Wentian hadn’t felt that this little female cultivator was still of some use, these two would have died long ago.

A super artifact, without a master to control it, is nothing in front of a powerful person like Mo Wentian.

Just stretch out a finger and poke the deadlock master.

At the same time, Uncle Suo had put all his strength into that one strike.

At this point, there is nowhere to hide or escape. After being trapped tightly, you can only become a lamb to be slaughtered.

With one finger, his soul will be destroyed and his spirit will be shattered, making him disappear from this world forever.

This is what he thinks and does.

With one finger pressed down, the black soul-locking chain made a clanging sound. If he couldn't live, he would die. He had to fight to the death.

In short, Uncle Suo was determined to self-destruct.

However, Mo Wentian would definitely not give him the chance to self-destruct.

Because he also took a fancy to the Soul-Locking Chain and thought it would be a good choice to give it to the younger generations as a protective artifact.

Therefore, he was determined to kill Master Suo, the spirit of the weapon, as soon as possible.

"go to hell!"

The wind was blowing fiercely, and at the critical moment, a green figure floated out from the soul-locking chain.

"Who dares to beat and kill my juniors?"

This person has a good temperament, good looks, and a voice that carries a magnetic edge that makes people fall in love with him.

The voice was neither too high nor too low, just enough for everyone to hear. It was intimidating even though it was not angry.

Mo Wentian, who had been so arrogant just now, changed his expression drastically when he saw this person. He stomped his feet and disappeared in a flash...