Fierce Battle on the Novro Continent

"Nian Hao!" Yao Luoxuan looked around blankly and suddenly called out the name softly.

Although the sound was very soft, it clearly reached Mo Ling's ears in the distance. When Mo Ling heard the name, his whole body trembled involuntarily, and the sword in his hand dropped. She turned sideways and looked across the end of the city, seemingly looking for something.

"Mo Ling!" At this moment, the thirty-year-old Nian Hao walked out from the corner.

At that moment, the long sword in Mo Ling's hand suddenly lost its power and fell to the ground with a clang. She turned sideways gently, tears falling uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes and dripping on her pale cheeks, as if telling her inner sadness and helplessness. However, what is surprising is that there is a smile on her face, and the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, as if she is expecting the person's answer. She asked gently: "Is it you?" Her voice was full of tenderness and expectation, as if she was looking forward to that person's return.

After the thirty-year-old Nian Hao appeared, everyone except Zhan Mark looked confused. Ren Cang's face showed a calm and leisurely indifference. This indifferent expression was particularly eye-catching among the crowd. Sun Qian quickly noticed this unique look, and her eyes fell on Ren Cang's face involuntarily.

"No, I've said it before. Death is death, there is no reincarnation." Thirty-year-old Nian Hao replied, raising his right hand at the same time, spreading his palm upward, and a stream of air instantly spun out. Nian Hao said: "Do you still remember this thing?"

Mo Ling snorted coldly: "So, you waited here for so long just to let me see this?"

"Because this is the only thing that can stop you." Nian Hao answered.

Mo Ling nodded, waved her hand, and the long sword that fell to the ground fell into her hand. He waved back and pointed with his sword: "Under the Wailing Wall, the Birdman buried the Ark of the Covenant. Inside the Ark, there is a magic seed. Whoever gets this thing falls into the hands depends on what you call the way of heaven. Bar."

After saying those words, Mo Ling gracefully waved the long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword drew an illusory trajectory in the air. Immediately afterwards, his figure seemed to disappear in an instant, disappearing from the same place, leaving only a misty sword light and afterimages.

It comes suddenly and disappears suddenly. Everyone around them was speechless. But I couldn't say anything. The coercion emanating from Mo Ling's whole body still lingered in the air after she left.

Brother Jonathan looked at all this with military binoculars. He shouted excitedly to the woman next to him: "She's gone, she's gone."

But the woman on the side covered her chest. Jonathan looked back and saw blood continuously flowing from her head and mouth.

And behind this woman stood a person. It's Mo Ling.

Seeing Mo Ling standing there quietly like this, Jonathan was very panicked and fell to the ground involuntarily.

Mo Ling said: "Yao Luoxuan actually has a clone here. Is he planning to stop me? He's really self-righteous."

Then Mo Ling looked at Jonathan. The corners of his mouth raised slightly and he said: "You are just a clone, but you can go back."

The words fell. Mo Ling pointed at Jonathan. A faint stream of black smoke surged out from Mo Ling's fingers, and instantly aimed at Jonathan's forehead and got in.

Jonathan fell down in pain while stroking his forehead. At this time, in a national cemetery somewhere in Eagle Country, the tombstone with Jonathan's logo suddenly became loose.

A hand covered in mud slowly poked out from the middle of the cave. The hand struggled hard, and after a hard tug-of-war, it finally broke free from the surrounding soil. The soil splashed, and a figure instantly appeared from the cave. He was Jonathan. Jonathan suddenly jumped out of the tomb, immediately covered his forehead and sighed painfully, his face full of surprise.

Thirty-year-old Nian Hao, at this moment, the cyclone in his hand has disappeared without a trace. He gently loosened his fingers, as if releasing an invisible energy. He turned around, looking in the direction of Yao Luoxuan with firm and deep eyes. His smile was full of calm sadness, and his tall body was swaying like a weeping willow in the wind.

Yao Luoxuan suddenly stood up and ran out of the hotel. After everything they had just experienced, no one dared to move and stared blankly at Yao Luoxuan's running figure.

Thirty-year-old Nian Hao tried his best to stand still and stared directly at the man running towards him.

Two streets apart, in the silence of everyone, Yao Luoxuan spent three minutes and finally stopped in front of Nian Hao. Then she gave out. Putting his hands on his knees, he was panting.

"It would be nice if you were still here." Nian Hao said, and then a smile appeared on his face, but at this moment his figure began to become transparent.

"So, you are the one who left the clue?" Yao Luoxuan raised his body and looked at Nian Hao with anger on his face.

Nian Hao nodded, shook his head, and said, "It's just a memory about you that must be kept. Aren't you willing?"

After hearing these words, she turned around and left with firm steps without any hesitation or nostalgia. There was a kind of determination and resoluteness in his eyes, and her figure gradually moved in the direction of the hotel, leaving only a faint back figure and firm footsteps in the air.

At this moment, an extremely bright smile bloomed on Nian Hao's face, as if all his worries and troubles had been swept away. His body became light and transparent, as if blending into the air, and gradually disappeared from sight.

"The sun no longer sets." Ren Cang suddenly said this, focusing everyone's attention on him.

Green stood up, looked at Ren Cang, and an electric arc spun in his palm. The arc continued to rotate in Green's hands, forming a blue ball of light. Jammark walked up to Green and said, "If you want to kill that guy, listen to him first."

Although Jammark's strength was greatly reduced, his consciousness was still huge. When he saw the light ball in Green's hand, he felt that Green's murderous intention was locked on Ren Cang.

Green is a great magician, and to him, Ren Cang is a complete traitor. He only needs a little trick to kill him invisibly. But because of Ren Cang's relationship, the imprisoned Green had accumulated enough anger, and letting Ren Cang die happily was not what he wanted. Green wanted to use the power of thunder and lightning to make Ren Cang feel the feeling of his body being wiped out bit by bit by lightning.

Jamak blocked it at this moment. Fortunately, Green is a great magician and will not be blinded by anger so easily. He stared at the sunset, and at a glance, his face became horrified.

"Is the war ten years ago about to start again?" Green was surprised. Then, he raised his finger and pointed at his eyes. The blue electric ball that was originally spinning in his palm instantly turned into two small dots, directly attached to Green's eyeballs. Suddenly, Green's eyes glowed with lightning-like blue light.