Chapter 162 Absorbing the real body
Every sect is like this, without exception, this is to allow them to survive in the battle between immortals and demons.

Time passed two months peacefully again, during these three months, Mozun finally refined his real body.

In front of him, that pure power poured into his body one by one.

Feeling the power of more than 500 years ago, Mo Zun was overjoyed.

His strength is finally coming back.

After absorbing all the power, Mozun frowned slightly, almost, but this is not bad, but it's a pity, not as strong as it was more than 500 years ago.

Mozun walked out the door and saw Han Zhao at a glance.

Han Zhao sensed the strength of the Demon Lord, bowed down and respectfully said, "Congratulations to the Demon Lord."

Demon Venerable raised his hand and said, "It's also time, it's time to attack the world of cultivating immortals, but before that, I want to take Bixi back."

Han Zhao's eyes moved slightly, and he said with a smile, "That woman, I found out an interesting thing when the Demon Lord took action."

"Oh?" Mozun looked at him with interest.

"This person's name is Xue Jiaojiao. His biological mother is a maiko from Qinghe. This biological father is interesting. He is an immortal killer and is now under my command."

Han Zhao clapped his hands, and a person walked in, saw Mo Zun, and quickly knelt down.

"My subordinate, Wu Hansheng, has seen the Demon Lord and the leader."

"Raise your head and let me see." Demon Venerable said

Wu Han raised his head as he said.

Xue Jiaojiao still looks a little more like her mother, but from Wu Hansheng's side, she can see the similarity.

"Tell me about your method." Mozun glanced at Han Zhao.

Han Zhao answered, "I'm planning to send Wu Hansheng over."

Mozun rubbed the cup with one hand and smiled inexplicably.

"Wu Hansheng is a celestial killer, he probably won't even be able to enter Yunmengze."

"Then what if Wu Hansheng is holding the tablet of Xue Jiaojiao's mother?"

Mozun smiled suddenly, "I will leave this matter to you. As long as Xue Jiaojiao dies, Bixi's consciousness will return, and I will be able to control it at that time."

"I will not disgrace my life." Han Zhao led Wu Hansheng out and gave several instructions.

Wu Hansheng went directly to Yunmengze.

Xue Jiaojiao didn't know that Wu Hansheng was coming, and she was told by the head of the house not to leave Yunmengze's enchantment.

The magic weapon for body protection last time was no longer usable, so Tao Yanzhi asked for another magic weapon from Lu Wuya, and there were plenty of money and magic weapons in Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Protecting Bixi right now might be a turning point for them.

"Be sure to take it well." Tao Yanzhi looked at Xue Jiaojiao with complicated eyes.

Let her bear so much alone, I don't know whether it is good or bad.

The current Mozun must be staring at Xue Jiaojiao's life, and he may not know when he will make a move.

Xue Jiaojiao went over with the magical weapon, and when Shan Ying saw it, she said in surprise: "There are no more than ten heart armors in the world of cultivating immortals, and Dongsheng Shenzhou is really heroic."

Xue Jiaojiao touched the heart armor and said, "I'll just wear it right now."

She didn't want to die suddenly either, the most important thing right now was to save her life.

Xue Jiaojiao hurried back to the room and put on the heart armor, which comforted her heart.

When she changed her heart armor, Wu Hansheng had already arrived at the gate of Yunmengze Zongmen.

The disciples guarding the mountain stopped him, Wu Hansheng took off his hood, holding a black tablet in his arms.

"I'm Xue Jiaojiao's father, tell her to come out and meet me."

Upon hearing this, the mountain guard disciple became even more vigilant. Everyone in Yunmengze knew that Xue Jiaojiao was the descendant of the Immortal Killer, and the person in front of him was the Immortal Killer.

(End of this chapter)

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