Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

The wound was deep and blood was gushing out.

The black cloud was spiritual, and it was buzzing and vibrating, as if it was sad and guilty.

Mo Huaizun vaguely saw his own red eyes from the blurry blade, and the anger and jealousy in his heart rolled up like muddy sewage with the raging waves.

Want to kill the waxing moon.

When this thought popped up like a devil, he suddenly closed his eyes and gripped the blade even tighter.

The pain sobered him up a little, but the suffocating and heavy heart pain did not ease.

Mo Huaizun said: The previous medicine was too weak and required a medicinal bath for half a month. As a disciple of Jueya, you can endure and have a strong will. You should change to the first formula that was originally formulated.

Elder Danfeng was stunned. Formula 1? Didn't he abandon it because it was too painful?

Forget it, he also wanted to do that, haha.

She asked: What about Qiqi?

Mo Huaizun: The same.

……

Mo Huaizun practiced a set of sword techniques, the terrifying killing power of which was vaguely sensed by all the disciples within a few miles. They hid far away, gazing at the dark clouds gathering on the sect master's peak, secretly clicking their tongues, thinking that the chief seemed to have become even stronger.

The air pressure is so low that it makes people feel scared.

There was a communication talisman coming, but Mo Huaizun ignored it until his heart calmed down a little amidst the grief. He leaned lazily against the relatively intact stone wall, his face covered with a thin layer of frost, and he looked unusually dispirited.

The communication talismans continue to arrive, it is an urgent matter.

Mo Huaizun didn't have much time to suffer. He lowered his eyelashes and slowly opened the message.

It makes people feel tired for no reason.

Wenren Sejue's voice came, very calm: Qiqi is on the cliff?

Mo Huaizun's eyes were slow and he was obviously absent-minded: Hmm.

Wen Rense was silent for a moment.

Mo Huaizun was in a daze and didn't notice anything unusual. After a long time, he briefly described Qiqi's current situation, and then asked what was going on between the other party and Qiqi, and whether the sect master's jade token was given by the sect master himself.

Wenren Sejue sat on the glacier, supporting his head which was aching from being drunk, his handsome brows wrinkled like a mountain of thick clouds.

He woke up a quarter of an hour ago. Zhu Jiu was not there, and there was a barrier around him, which was obviously left by Zhu Jiu. He must have been afraid that he would freeze to death in his sleep, or be taken away and eaten by something.

The master was still sleeping and received a lot of communication talismans. He was first attracted by the message from Zhu Jiu.

The first sentence is lazy and unrestrained: Guess where I am?

This question made Wenren Sezue’s heart skip three beats: Where are you?

Zhu Jiu didn't play tricks and said with a smile: I just finished the Gewu Tower at Jueya Danfeng, and I got first place. I'm almost becoming your junior sister. How about it? Are you happy?

Wenren Sejue's body was as cold as the glacier under his feet, and his whole body was frozen.

Only then did he realize that several days had passed.

But how could Jueya accept her so casually?

Zhu Jiu chuckled: You should ask Mo Huaizun this question. I am communicating with you because I want you to keep my identity secret.

Wenren Sejue clenched his fists and said nothing. It didn't matter to him whether he would die at the hands of Zhu Jiu, but since the other party was in the sect, it was very likely that he would bring disaster to the entire sect.

How could he keep it a secret?

Zhu Jiu laughed like a ghost: Don't worry, I have no grudges against Jueya, and I have even received a favor from Wuji Lingzu. How could I do anything bad?

Zhu Jiu: I came here just to borrow some spiritual weapons and treasures. After all, Jueya is the place with the deepest heritage in the entire Jiuyou Realm. Now everyone is hating me, so I just want to borrow some holy weapons for self-defense.

She wants to steal the Hallows?

Better than killing people.

Wenren Sejue breathed a sigh of relief and said: “Once the Jueya Sacred Artifact disappears, there will be an early warning. How did you steal it?

Zhu Jiu: I have plenty of strength and means, you just need to keep it a secret for me, otherwise...

Zhu Jiu paused and smiled softly: I will start from Danfeng first, you must believe in my strength, I can definitely destroy most of the sect before Jueya uses the super holy weapon to suppress me.

These words made Wenren Sejue's body stiff and cold like a corpse.

Zhu Jiu: Don't think about letting Jue Ya secretly set up a trap to arrest me. If there is any sign of trouble, I will act without hesitation.

Wenren Sejue's thoughts were blocked and he had nothing to say.

Zhu Jiu comforted him: Don’t worry, I only steal things, I don’t kill people.