Uncle, a sick beauty dressed as a black lotus

"Do you need to ask? Of course this beast wants to break the Qiankun Wall, release the demon clan, and then save his demon mother!" Liu Wuhen said, "It's a pity that you still have two master seals that you haven't taken yet. Come on! Your mother’s demon spirit hasn’t been found yet, right? Hahaha! People are not as good as heaven is! Xuan Moxiao, so what if you tricked us into trapping us in the underground palace? You are always the one who can’t save your own mother It’s just a pitiful little girl, or...you kneel down and beg me now, if you can coax me well, maybe I can forgive you and not be so eager to crush your mother’s demon spirit."

"Oh? Really?" Xuan Moxiao said arrogantly, "I really appreciate the confidence of Master Liu, the demon spirit... Heh, I suddenly remembered how painful it was when my mother was cut open by the demon spirit, Liuzhuang Lord, I feel that you too should experience this pain."

Xuan Moxiao sneered and raised his hand towards Liu Wuhen. With just a slight movement of his fingertips, Liu Wuhen was suspended in mid-air by an invisible and colorless force.

He was suppressed by Xuan Moxiao's spiritual power and couldn't move, so he had to express his pain and anger with angry words: "You, you little beast, beast, if you dare, kill me, kill, kill me... "

Every time Liu Wuhen said a word, his eyes protruded a little, and a bloody red mark was drawn on Bai Nen's neck, which was shocking to see.

"Curse, but keep on scolding." Xuan Moxiao urged patiently, "Is there only these two sentences? Nothing new, can you tell me something new."

Liu Wuhen's seven orifices ooze blood, not to mention cursing, even his breathing is almost stagnant.

"Heh, the owner of Wanliu Mountain Villa is just a stern and soft-hearted trash!" Xuan Moxiao's slender five fingers clenched lightly, and opened Liu Wuhen's lower abdomen from the air.

Liu Wuhen opened his mouth wide suddenly, but he was so tortured by Xuan Moxiao that he couldn't even utter a cry, he could only moan hoarsely in a low voice. Folding it in half, Liu Wuhen watched helplessly as his alchemy flew out of his body and landed in Xuan Moxiao's hand.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xuan Moxiao immediately crushed Liu Wuhen's inner alchemy into powder.

"No!!!" Liu Wuhen finally let out a scream, then fell down in a pool of blood, and passed out.

Everyone turned pale in shock, and those who had insulted Xi Muyao before cried and begged for mercy: "Young Master Xi, please spare your life, Young Master Xi, please forgive me!"

"We were all instigated by Su Mengze and Liu Wuhen, and we were not really disrespectful to Hero Xi. I hope Young Master Xi will give me a chance and let me survive!"

"Young Master Xi, I, Duan, am willing to be your cow or horse, please hold your hands high!"

Ye Qingyi felt extremely depressed when he heard their pleading for mercy.

Xuan Moxiao still had that calm look, he looked at Su Mengze: "Do you have anything else to say?"

Su Mengze is still trying hard to resist Xuan Moxiao's suppression, but just as Xuan Moxiao said, his cultivation base that he has cultivated hard for decades is actually vulnerable in front of Xuan Moxiao, and Xuan Moxiao this year But only eighteen.

He is so outstanding, so blockbuster, just like his damn father!

"It's up to you, anyway, I won't hand over the demon girl's demon spirit!" Su Mengze gritted his teeth, "I may lose, but I will definitely not let you do what you want."

Xuan Moxiao snorted coolly: "You really don't cry when you see the coffin." Xuan Moxiao picked up Ye Qingyi horizontally, flew upside down to the stone platform, sat up with Erlang's legs crossed, and said, "Su Yin , come to show the coffin to Su."

Everyone hurriedly looked around when they heard the words, and after a while, a young man dressed in white and with a charming appearance walked in slowly.

At the same time, a section of white fox tail in Su Mengsheng's sleeve lit up.

"It's you?" Su Mengsheng looked down at her sleeve, and said in pain and sadness, "Mo Xiao, you really plotted against me, Master, so hard."

Xuan Moxiao's expression softened, and after hesitating for a moment, he released Su Mengsheng's restraint: "Master, let disciple explain to you later, please?"

Although Su Mengsheng was released from the restraint, he was very weak. He glared at Su Yin angrily, sat upright, and focused on moving his spirit.

"I recognize you..." Xi Muhai stared at Su Yin, "You are the charmer who made a big fuss in the Cold Crystal Valley that day, you, you are still alive?!"

Su Yin smiled faintly, and shook his head at Xi Muhai: "You admit it, that's my father, not me."

After speaking, he walked in front of Su Mengze, waved his sleeves, and displayed the four tokens and a demon spirit emitting red gold light in front of everyone.

Su Mengze trembled all over: "You, how did you find it..."

Xuan Moxiao tilted his head: "I have performed soul-hunting on you, read your memories, and know where you sent these things. I have been practicing hard for the past month, and my good friend has earnestly helped me find them. The whereabouts of these things, now, I have accomplished my magical skills, I have found what I was looking for, and everything is ready, I just need to take you to my mother to make atonement!"

As he spoke, he showed the scroll of Wanshan, pointed to a majestic mountain in the painting and said, "Follow me!"

The monster clan trapped in the dark Nether River is boiling.

They seemed to have a premonition of the arrival of the savior, and they shouted and roared with all their strength, and their screams almost pierced a hole in the sky.

Xuan Moxiao and Su Yin led the crowd to the Qiankun Wall, standing on top of the clouds of white mist, and flashed the rusty Yunshuang Sword in the strong wind.

"Mo Xiao!" Su Mengsheng yelled sharply, "The Qiankun Wall was built by your father with great painstaking efforts. Now that you have destroyed him, after you die, how will you meet your father! How will you explain to him!"

Xuan Moxiao's long hair was blown away by the strong wind. He looked at the Qiankun Wall leading to the sky, and the demon shadow behind the Qiankun Wall, and said slowly: "Father is dead, but mother is still here, I want to save Mother, I can only feel sorry for father."

"But your mother wouldn't want to see you like this."

Ye Qingyi, who was still tightly hugged by Xuan Moxiao, said: "She only wants you to be safe and sound, but once the Qiankun Wall is broken, the world will be in chaos, troubled times will arise, and heroes will be born. There will always be someone stronger than you, you can fight against fate, but you can't fight against fate, when the time comes, you pay attention to fighting and killing, and live in fear, that is definitely not what your mother wants to see."

Ye Qingyi couldn't stand up in the cold wind, and fell down like a fish out of water after saying this.

Xuan Moxiao cast an enchantment to protect Ye Qingyi, making him float steadily in mid-air without being harmed by wind, frost, rain and snow. He said to Ye Qingyi through the blue-green fluorescent enchantment: "Uncle Master!" , I understand what you mean, but this is the end of the matter, Xiao Er will not give up until he achieves his goal."

Ye Qingyi closed her eyes helplessly.

Xuan Moxiao stroked Ye Qingyi's outline through the barrier, lightly turned the jade flute in his palm, and flew to the Qiankun Wall.

"Mo Xiao!" Su Mengsheng pleaded, "Don't be impulsive! Why don't you get angry at Master! Don't break the wall of heaven and earth! Do you want to watch the cultivation world collapse? Don't forget, you It's Xi Muyao's son, you're not a demon."

"Master, I know that I am not a demon." Xuan Moxiao said, "I know even more that I am the son of a poor woman."

Su Mengsheng was taken aback when he heard the words, sighed, and continued to move his spirit.

"Let's do it." Su Yin urged, "Just one sword, and you can see your mother."

Xuan Moxiao turned around, took one last look at Ye Qingyi who looked sleepy, and decisively raised the Yunshuang Sword in his hand.

The gushing spiritual power flew out from the blade of the Yunshuang Sword, and poured into the Qiankun Wall like a rainbow, and only heard a loud noise that shook the sky, and a huge hole was instantly broken in the magnificent Qiankun Wall.

The monsters came out in droves, and flew towards the sky like crazy, covering the clear and white clouds in a short while, turning the blue sky into a dark and gloomy hell on earth.

The thunder exploded, the wind howled, the lightning passed through the clouds, and the torrential rain suddenly came. Xuan Moxiao raised his sword and flew towards the Nether River, passed through monsters, and arrived at the small boat on the Nether River.

The woman on the boat obviously didn't realize what happened to the Nether River that she had been in charge of for 18 years. She rowed the boat as usual, staring blankly ahead, with a blank expression that was worse than a puppet.

"Mother..." Xuan Moxiao held Xiaozhi's boneless hand, tears streaming down his face, "Mother, I'm Mo Xiao, your child, look at me, mother!"

Xiaozhi finally turned her face to look at Xuan Moxiao, she looked at Xuan Moxiao carefully, and after confirming that Xuan Moxiao was not a goblin trying to escape from the Nether River, she turned her head back.

Xuan Moxiao was heartbroken, he finally saw his mother's face clearly, but unfortunately, only half of his forehead was left on his mother's face, and the rest had already been swallowed up by the evil spirits in the Nether River.

This is the price of his mother's love for protecting him!In exchange for the price of his living in this world!

"Xuan Moxiao, what are you still doing in a daze? Quickly burn the token and put your mother's demon spirit into your mother's body."

Xuan Moxiao woke up suddenly, and the Yunshuang sword crossed the Nether River to summon a ball of hell karma, and threw the four master seals into it.

The moment the four copper and wooden plaques disappeared, the demon spirit suddenly lit up, bursting out with vitality.

Without Xuan Moxiao's push, the demon spirit that broke free from the seal flew into Xiaozhi's body by itself, and the bones that had been eroded by the evil spirits for 18 years were attached to the bones.

His mother...she was as beautiful as he saw...

"Mother!" Xuan Moxiao pressed Xiaozhi's shoulder, "Mother, wake up! Wake up! Look at me, look at me!"

The empty black eyes gradually became alive, the lips that had not been opened for 18 years trembled slightly, and finally, a tear flowed from the eyes.

She instantly recognized the boy in front of her, because he and the person she loved were so imagined.

"Son, son?" Xiaozhi said with difficulty, "You, you are, me, my son?"

Xuan Moxiao nodded vigorously: "Mother, it's me, I'm your son! I'm here to save you!"

Xiaozhi was in a daze for a moment, and suddenly burst into a smile, just as she was about to hug Xuan Moxiao in her arms, a long silver gleaming sword suddenly passed through her heart.

Xuan Moxiao was stunned for a moment, looking at the long sword dripping with blood, his eyes were red with blood.