The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

The sound of gnashing teeth suddenly sounded in the secret realm, and it also called back everyone's thoughts. Many people cast strange looks at the person who made the sound. When they saw that it was the young man who sat with the Demon Lord before, they were stunned. Weren't these two people fine just now?

Sitting together, they looked like brothers who had been separated for many years. They knew each other very well, but how could they suddenly become enemies?

He is so bold to call the Demon Lord by his name in such a disrespectful tone. Didn't he see that the demon monks around him are looking at him with unfriendly eyes? The Demon Lord, is the object that all demons look up to?

I don’t know if he can see the sun tomorrow. I feel a little sympathetic towards him. What should I do?

Yu Wushuang didn't care about what these people were thinking. He just wanted to catch up with the Demon Lord and get his sister back. But just as he was about to make a move, a group of blind creatures surrounded them.

The visitors were dressed in dazzling and luxurious robes, with flames surrounding them. The fire aura surrounded these people as if summoned. They were none other than the God Clan who had gradually become more high-profile in recent years.

"Lin Pei'an, you are not dead!"

Before Yu Wushuang could attack, a man walked out from the God Clan's team. The man was surrounded by light blue flames and had a very arrogant look. Although he was talking to Lin Peian, his eyes were always on Bai Ling'er's face. He looked at her back and forth without any hesitation, which was very presumptuous.

"I don't want the eyes anymore!"

Bai Ling'er became annoyed when being looked at like this. She stretched out a vine in her hand and pierced the man's eyes as if it had spirit.

"How dare you! You think you can touch the sixteenth young master of my Mo family?"

The moment Bai Ling'er made her move, an old woman shouted angrily and stood in front of the man, stretching out a skinny hand and grabbing the vines grown by Bai Ling'er.

"careful!"

Lin Pei'an saw the old woman's attack and was too late to stop her, so he shouted loudly.

Bai Ling'er also felt the aura of a Mahayana cultivator emanating from the old woman at this time, but the distance was too close and it was obviously too late for her to stop. Seeing the yellow flames rising from the old woman's hands and feeling the scorching temperature, Bai Ling'er's face turned pale. There was no other way, the nemesis of wood-type spiritual plants was fire.

Just when Bai Ling'er thought she would be burned by the flames, Xiao Hei suddenly stepped forward, pushed Bai Ling'er away, and went forward to meet the flames himself.

Seeing a little kid trying to compete with her without knowing his own limitations, a trace of hatred flashed in the old woman's eyes. She changed her grabbing to slapping, and her dry palm slapped straight towards Xiao Hei's head. Xiao Hei narrowed his eyes, jumped up, and kicked him. The air wave caused by the collision between the two blew away all the unsuspecting people around.

"Mahayana stage! You are also a Mahayana!"

The old woman suffered a loss at the hands of her love rival. After stabilizing herself, she could not help but exclaim, and there was a hint of fear in her eyes when she looked at Xiao Hei.

"Old thing, you only know how to bully others by relying on your power? Come on, I will bite you to death!"

Because of Bai Qinghua, Xiao Hei hated the Mo family and wanted to demand more from them. Without waiting for the old woman to make a move, he transformed into his true form and pounced directly at the old woman.

The old woman looked unhappy, but she had to fight. She looked at Mo Shiliu worriedly, then flew into the sky to fight with Xiao Hei at the same time. Every move she made was ruthless, and she just wanted to end the battle quickly.

"My Mo family has no intention of becoming an enemy of you, but Lin Pei'an is a wanted fugitive of my God Clan. I hope you can help me take him away."

When Mo Shiliu saw that his protector was entangled, his face kept changing. He was the most talented young man in the Mo family, so when everyone else was trying to ambush Bai Qinghua, he came to the Tower of Babel. He was lucky and got an elixir that could further stimulate his divine bloodline, and he got out of the Tower of Babel safely. But after leaving the tower, he found that all the clansmen who had gone to ambush Bai Qinghua had lost contact, and he had a bad premonition for no reason.

After that, he saw Lin Peian standing with the Demon Lord and Bai Ling'er, who looked very similar to Bai Qinghua, and he felt even more uneasy. In fact, he didn't care about the life or death of those people. What concerned him was that things did not develop as they had planned. Did that mean that there were variables? So when he saw the Demon Lord leaving, Mo Shiliu immediately brought people to surround him. The old woman attacked Bai Ling'er because she benefited from him. He wanted to test her strength, but he didn't expect that the other party, a child, actually had the cultivation level of the Mahayana period, and was a black unicorn that he had never seen before. He wanted to retreat and take Lin Peian away first.

Lin Pei'an was standing behind Yu Wushuang. When he heard Mo Shiliu's words, he gave him a mocking smile and looked at him provocatively. Hanging out with Yu Wushuang and the others these days made him realize how safe he was at the moment. What made him even happier was that he could watch those executioners who slaughtered his Lin family disappear one by one. The only regret he had was that he did not do it himself. Thinking of this, he became more and more eager to improve his cultivation.

"Lin Pei'an, why don't you come here quickly? If you follow me obediently, after returning to the Divine Realm, I will personally go to the Divine Emperor and the Divine Lord to plead for you. Since you are the last bloodline of the Lin family, I will spare your life."

He was annoyed by Lin Peian's eyes, but fortunately he still had some brains. Although he had more people on his side, his protector was now entangled by the black unicorn, and the other party's strength was unknown. He didn't want to take risks himself. He just wanted to get rid of Lin Peian first and then get the specific information of these people from Lin Peian's mouth.

"Noisy!"

Yu Wushuang was annoyed by the other party's behavior of neither stepping forward nor letting them go. Ever since he merged with the Pure Lotus Divine Flame, his temper has become much more violent than before. In the past, he would have tried his best to restrain himself, but now he didn't want to endure it anymore. He didn't know where his sister was taken by that damn guy, and if he didn't chase her, he didn't know when he would find her.

So after he made a sound, his body instantly turned into flames. In the astonished eyes of everyone, the flames were like ropes that directly bound Mo Shiliu who was standing in front. Mo Shiliu's face changed drastically and he wanted to shake off the flame ropes, but the ropes tied him closer and closer, and his body was burned by the flames. The people of the God Clan were not afraid, but this was the unique divine flame between heaven and earth. Even the ancient gods had to be a little wary of it, not to mention them, the so-called gods who only had a thin bloodline of the gods.

A shrill scream was heard, and the stunned gods wanted to rescue him but it was too late. Mo Shiliu's body turned to ashes, and his blood and spiritual energy all turned into nutrients for the Pure Lotus Divine Flame, which was absorbed and digested by the Pure Lotus Divine Flame to strengthen itself.

"No!"

The old woman in mid-air spat out a large mouthful of blood the moment Mo Shiliu died. Then, without Xiao Hei's help, a strange red light appeared in the old woman's body, and then she exploded and died in full view of everyone.

"It's actually the Blood Slave Seal! The methods of this God Clan member are truly amazing!"

Some people in the crowd who noticed something were muttering to themselves, and looked at the gods with wary eyes.

Those controlled by the Blood Slave Seal will be slaves for generations to come, and the slave will die when the master dies. It is a very vicious means of controlling slaves and has long been a forbidden technique in the world of immortal cultivation.