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

If it was an ordinary Super God of the eighth level, Mo Wentian could get the person back with just a wave of his hand.

But Cheng Yuanzi is the only great time and space master in Tianwai Tian, ​​and his escape speed is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

He ran fast enough, but Mo Wentian was also chasing him at a fast speed.

As they chased and fled, they had already moved away from their previous position.

It was because Ye Lige didn't grasp their escape route for a moment that he didn't chase them immediately.

Sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood, based on her understanding of her cheap master.

Since he was able to escape, Mo Wentian wouldn’t be able to catch up with anyone in a short period of time.

Cheng Yuanzi, "I can't just run away. I have to find a way to solve this problem once and for all."

In the past, Cheng Yuanzi was always able to escape before Mo Wentian, but now that he has been caught by him, it would be difficult for him to escape safely.

His eyes rolled and a plan came to mind, "Why not lead him to that place?"

That place was the secret place where he, the God Yuanhe and the God Jiuxiao practiced.

The three of them were not strong enough in Tianwai Tian, ​​so they could only huddle together for warmth.

And because this secret place is decorated with the seven-ring formation disk and other defensive formation disks given to him by Ye Lige, ordinary cultivators cannot break through its defense line.

Although there is a suspicion of diverting trouble, the formation can resist one or two, and they can take this opportunity to move quickly.

Secret place, outside the formation.

The only option was to escape. Mo Wentian was too powerful. At this moment, he couldn't think of anyone who could save his life.

As long as I can escape this disaster, I can worry about the future later.

"Senior Cheng!"

There was too much noise outside, and as soon as Lord Yuanhe came out, he ran into Cheng Yuanzi who escaped in like a beam of light.

Cheng Yuanzi didn't bother to explain anything to him and went straight to the point, "We can't stay here anymore, run!"

"What's the matter?"

Cheng Yuanzi was slightly startled, "Senior Ye Xuan!"

He knew him. He was the deacon of the Tianwai Tian Alliance. There was a powerful god behind him. Mo Wentian usually had to avoid him.

As for how Ye Xuan came to their small temple, it was not important and there was no time to explain.

He just briefly explained the matter and finally said, "With the help of this defensive barrier, let's escape quickly!"

Patriarch Ye Xuan's handsome face turned cold, "How dare you!"

On that day, although the Northern God Ning Yuan did not take action, he forced Mo Wentian to swear an oath not to make things difficult for the Soul Clan again.

Moreover, the oath was extremely serious, and it was made with the entire Mo family as a gamble.

Jiuxiao Shenzun's mouth twitched slightly, "Senior, where is the Mo family now?"

Regardless of whether it was in response to Mo Wentian’s oath to heaven and earth, or for other reasons, the Mo family had already been razed to the ground by the angry cultivators.

Patriarch Ye Xuan also thought of this, his face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and cursed, "You will suffer for your own sins!"

In an instant, he also wanted to kill.

In fact, as early as when his own child, Ye Lige, was being hunted by Mo Wentian, Patriarch Ye Xuan had already developed the intention to kill him.

However, he was not very sure at that time.

Based on his understanding of Mo Wentian, he would never give up once he had the intention to kill him.

No matter how brilliant my own leaves are, they can't defeat such an old monster.

But he himself still has the strength to fight.

So, this time when he encountered this situation, he didn't mind taking the initiative.

"Let's go, let's get ready first."

Cheng Yuanzi, "Senior Ye Xuan..."

He thought, we can’t beat them, so let’s just run away.

Ye Xuan snorted coldly, "You three just follow my orders!"

With a life-saving trump card in his hand, he was still somewhat confident of defeating Mo Wentian.

The first thing is to open all the formations, including the defense formation, attack formation, and the most important seven-ring formation.

Second, strengthen the array and maximize its function.

The previous seven-ring formation was refined by Ye Lige when he was not yet very powerful, and was left to Cheng Yuanzi as a life-saving trump card in case of an emergency.

What is in front of us now is the Seven-Ring Formation of Patriarch Ye Xuan. Even if its power cannot kill Mo Wentian on the spot, it will certainly not bring any good to him.

Cheng Yuanzi gritted his teeth and took out a spherical treasure that was glowing gray.

"Senior, how about using this as the center of the formation?"

This is the Soul Clan’s most precious treasure, and he normally wouldn’t dare take it out. But now that things have developed to this point, he has no choice but to do it.

People are going to die soon, their lives are about to end, so why do they still care about these material things?

Moreover, once the great devil Mo Wentian is dealt with, with him as their ancestor, the Soul Clan will no longer have to live in such fear.

Everyone worked together and quickly carried out some reorganization and redeployment.

With a long roar, Mo Wentian chased after him.

In fact, with Mo Wentian’s speed, he was catching up with Cheng Yuanzi.

One in front and one behind, with almost no distance between them.

However, just when he was about to give Cheng Yuanzi his strongest blow, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart and his face turned pale.

"what happened?"

It felt like all the spiritual power in my body had been drained away, and I felt completely powerless.

"Why is it like this?"

After a rough calculation with his fingers, he directly counted on the newly adopted descendant of the bloodline, Mo Nixian.

Logically speaking, he gave Mo Nixian the means to save her life.

There are not only offensive talismans, but also defensive ones.

The life-saving means of a great master of the thirteenth level of the Super God Realm, a strong man who is only one step away from being a god, could not save her life. What happened?

To be honest, Mo Wentian still cares a lot about this descendant of his bloodline.

If she hadn't run into the Eastern God Ye Lige, her life would have been saved even if she had encountered the Void Beast Tide.

But in fact, she died, dying shortly after Mo Wentian left.

Mo Wentian felt a little guilty for a moment, "Could it be because of the oath I made to heaven and earth?"

All of this was just a momentary trance, and he immediately put it behind his mind.

But it was precisely because of this moment of delay that Cheng Yuanzi and the other four had time to prepare.

"Cheng Yuanzi, you can't escape!"

Although the secret place was shrouded in formation, Mo Wentian did not take it seriously.

He didn't even take out his own magical weapon, and only used 5% of his magic power to strike back.

The great formation roared, like a behemoth at the end of the world, shattered layer by layer, and then suddenly a ball of white light burst out... Ah, no.

Mo Wentian knew something was wrong, but it was too late when he wanted to retract his magic.

He was familiar with this rhythm and had suffered losses at the hands of Lord Ye Xuan before.

The magic rebounded, and although Mo Wentian was prepared, he still suffered the backlash.

But it also aroused his ferocity, "I really don't believe in evil!"

The Seven-Ring Formation is not an unsolvable equation. As long as you are strong enough, as long as you are stronger than the formation, then it will work.

To put it bluntly, it is not much different from the fight between monks. It all comes down to who has the bigger fist.

The same is true for the Seven-Ring Formation. It is stronger than it and can be broken successfully by violence.

If you fail to match its power and get backlashed, it's your own fault.

Facts proved that Mo Wentian's prediction was correct. The formation let out a wail, "It worked!"

The seven-ring formation was broken, and before Mo Wentian could even laugh, he felt a terrifying attack.

What was even more terrifying was that he was unable to move because he was frightened by an invisible pressure.

"Do not……"

With his last breath, he only had time to roar when he was blown into pieces by the talisman of Patriarch Ye Xuan.

The sound was still there, shattering several nearby floating islands, but the people had already died.

This confirmed his previous oath: "If you continue to hunt down the Soul Clan, the Mo family will be extinct and their bloodline will cease to exist!"

He was not the first, but he was the last.

The Mo family, a beast-taming clan that had been passed down for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, completely disappeared.

Until this moment, Patriarch Ye Xuan still murmured to himself unconfidently, "Is this it?"

The thirteenth-level perfect super god, the number one troublesome person in the heavens, the number one person under the gods, and he just died like that?

Cheng Yuanzi sat down on the ground, "If even the fatal blow of the Heavenly God Ancestor can't kill him, then he can really walk sideways."

Jiuxiao Shenzun and Cheng Yuanzi sat side by side, "Senior Ye Xuan should have taken it out long ago."

If Mo Wentian had been killed earlier, Tianwaitian wouldn't have become so chaotic.

Patriarch Ye Xuan was also helpless. Compared with Mo Wentian's cultivation, he was still one small realm behind.

Although there is only a small realm difference between the twelfth level and the thirteenth level, there is a world of difference between them.

Mo Wentian is not a dead object. He will not allow others to attack him without fighting back, defending, or running away.

This time, he just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity and launch a breakthrough attack.

I never thought it would be so smooth.

Then he sighed, "This is the real retribution!"

Turning back, I saw Yuan He staring blankly at something in the void, "What's going on?"

Jiuxiao Divine Lord shook his head helplessly, "He is just being stupid. He insisted that he felt the breath of the leaf. How is that possible?"

Patriarch Ye Xuan: "Ye Zi is in the God Realm!"

The clone is with Ye Zi and is said to be in seclusion to stabilize his state of mind. How could he appear here?

What they didn't know was that Ye Lige had indeed been there, although it was only a fleeting moment, but he had indeed been there, and he saw Mo Wentian reduced to ashes with his own eyes.

The spirit of the thirty-three-star domain locator walked back and forth, "Does this count as a foul? Does it count?"

Dahei looked at him with disdain, "Then tell me, has my little fairy taken action?"

The spirit of the weapon shook its head, "No!"

Dahei, "Did you move your feet or your sword?"

The weapon spirit shook its head repeatedly, "None."

Dahei, "Then why are you still struggling?"

Ye Lige did not take action, but at the moment when Patriarch Ye Xuan activated the talisman, she used her own aura to suppress Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian had nowhere to hide or escape and could only endure death.

As a fellow spirit, Dan Fengzi offers a friendly word of advice, "If you are not deaf or dumb, you should not be a head of the family. It is rare for a spirit to be ignorant when it is alive. Do you understand?"

The spirit of the weapon shook its head, then nodded.

He could understand the second half of the sentence, but not the first. Calculated by the lifespan of the spirit of the artifact, although he had lived for quite a long time, he was not considered the patriarch of the family. And why was he both mute and deaf?

The restriction moved and Ye Lige walked out.

Big Black came running over, "Little fairy, where are we going?"

Ye Lige: "Big sister sent a remote message, Master Ku Gu has accepted a new junior brother for us."

Uncle Suo suddenly jumped out and asked in surprise, "What's your name?"

Ye Lige, "Surname Luo!"

Crack! Uncle Suo felt a piece of his head flying out. "This guy is finally here!"