Palace of Heavenly Kings

Chapter 1327 Surrender
Duwoxing was defeated by the master of Jianshan sect. Although everyone expected it, they didn't expect the master of Jianshan sect to be so ruthless that he would defeat Duwoxing.

All of a sudden, everyone is in danger.

The master of Jianshan sect rebelled and surrendered to the demon clan. It seems that no one in the entire cultivation world can turn the world around. Chen Mo was also severely injured by the demon flame.

Seeing this scene, everyone didn't know what to do.

The master of Jianshan sect also looked at everyone, and said coldly: "The cultivation world is no longer your world, let alone mine. If you want to survive, you must surrender to your lord."

After saying this, the gaze of the master of Jianshan sect first fell on Master Daoxuan.

There was a chill in his eyes.

"Master Daoxuan, I know that your alchemy sect is very powerful, and the pills can be used as the foundation of the sect. Coupled with your alchemy sect's defensive formation, it is true that you can seal the sect, but don't forget that the strength of your lord's words is not based on ordinary people's imagination. So calculated, if you don't surrender, I dare to put down my harsh words here, and Danzong will definitely cease to exist."

As soon as this remark came out, Master Daoxuan's expression became extremely complicated. The alchemy sect could indeed be sealed off with the help of the elixir, but Mo Yan really wanted to deliberately deal with their alchemy sect. Danzong no longer exists.

Thinking of this question, Master Daoxuan took a deep breath of air, his eyes fell on Mo Yan, his expression flashed with respect, and he said: "My lord, I am willing to surrender, and please let Danzong go."

"Very well, those who know the current affairs are heroes, and this world is still yours." Mo Yan smiled with satisfaction, and the smile revealed an extremely gloomy gaze. Even if everyone has cultivated to a certain level, their mentality and will are extremely firm, but the magic Yan's gaze didn't dare to contradict, and even surrendered because of this, and couldn't help but abandon his dignity.

"The Red Sleeve Pavilion is willing to surrender." Huo Siyan was the first to break the atmosphere. She had already seen that the situation was hopeless, and Chen Mo was not strong enough to deal with the mighty Demon Flame.

And the actions of the master of Jianshan sect made Huo Siyan not dare to resist the magic flame, so as not to bring disaster to himself and Hongxiu Pavilion. With the surrender of Huo Siyan and Master Daoxuan, the mentality of the other big forces fluctuated, and then they stepped forward. Step out.

"Han Lou is willing to surrender, and please let your lord let Han Lou go."

"The Beimo sect is also willing to surrender, and we will look forward to the leader from now on."

"The Lieyang Sect also surrendered, and it's not a problem to be a slave or a handmaiden."

……

Every major power began to surrender, and the scene was a little unbelievable. The ten major forces basically surrendered, except that the Suantianmen was not there, but everyone ignored the Suantianmen, which was inactive, not to mention that the Suantianmen was made into a mess by Chen Mo.

Therefore, Suan Tianmen is no longer one of the top ten sects.

One of the other nine major forces surrendered to Mo Yan, which made Mo Yan's face more and more satisfied. He couldn't help looking at Yan Qingcheng and Ling Xuan, and a brilliant light appeared in his eyes.

"The phoenix flame is very good, but the nemesis of the demons must be killed."

As Mo Yan's voice fell, there was a sense of killing in the world, everyone looked at Yan Qingcheng, Yan Qingcheng's pretty face was instantly ugly, looking at Mo Yan, his eyes were full of coldness.

"Even if I die in your hands, the cultivation world will not be you." Yan Qingcheng said coldly, she had confidence in Chen Mo, but Chen Mo was caught.

No matter how stupid Yan Qingcheng is, she still knows that things cannot be reversed. After all, no one in the cultivation world can deal with Mo Yan.

The master of Jianshan sect rushed towards Yan Qingcheng in one step. At the same time, the master of Jianshan sect had a long sword in his hand, and looked at Yan Qingcheng. There was no pity on the face of the master of Jianshan sect.

"The bloodline of the Phoenix is ​​really noble, but it's a pity that you insist on being with Chen Mo."

"Then... I can only send you to die."

After finishing speaking, the master of Jianshan Sect raised his sword and dropped it, and suddenly a cold light emerged, carrying a ten thousand zhang light, covering Yan Qingcheng's body in an instant, and then crushed out.

Yan Qingcheng slapped both hands, the phoenix holy fire can burn everything, and immediately faced the long sword of the master of Jianshan Sect, with a bang, Yan Qingcheng's body retreated rapidly and hit the ground hard.

"Stop it." Chen Mo's eyes suddenly broke away. Just now, in the battle between him and Mo Yan, if he hadn't been physically strong, Chen Mo would have died. Being severely injured by the master of Jianshan Sect, Chen Mo was so angry that his eyes flashed coldly.

"Sect Master Jianshan, if you have a wronged person and a debtor, let me release Qingcheng, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you."

Chen Mo spoke with an undeniable meaning in his tone.

After the Sword Mountain Sect Master heard this, his eyes also flashed coldly, "Chen Mo, now that you are a prisoner, you still dare to threaten me. Do you think this world of self-cultivation is your world?"

If it hadn't been for the timely appearance of the magic flame, the master of Jianshan sect might have believed that Chen Mo's world would be dominated by the cultivation world, but this Chen Mo didn't know what to do and threatened him.

Therefore, the head of Jianshan Sect looked at Yan Qingcheng, flashing a look of madness. Obviously, he wanted to kill Chen Mo himself, causing Chen Mo's Taoist heart to collapse, or Chen Mo would die sooner or later.

In the next second, the master of Jianshan Sect took a step forward, as if there was an inch of space to shrink.

Immediately, an afterimage fell in the sky.

Seeing this, Chen Mo struggled crazily, but the hands of Mo Sha and Mo Prison were very powerful, and Chen Mo couldn't break free even with his terrifying strength. At this time, the master of Jianshan Sect was about to kill Yan Qingcheng, Chen Mo couldn't help roaring, " Master Jianshan, if you dare to kill you, I will smash your body into thousands of pieces."

The voice came down from the sky, accompanied by a thunderous roar. Originally, the master of Jianshan sect was about to kill Yan Qingcheng, but after hearing Chen Mo's words, his body paused for a moment, but when he thought that Chen Mo had been caught, the master of Jianshan sect was helpless. fear.

"You dare to threaten me when you can't protect yourself. It's ridiculous. It's ridiculous. She is not your most important person. Then I will let you see with your own eyes how he died in my hands."

The face of the master of Jianshan sect was crazy, as if he was immortal, the sword in his hand stabbed at Yan Qingcheng with a cold light, and the sharp blade gleamed with strong sword power.

Yan Qingcheng herself was seriously injured and was unable to move. She looked at the struggling Chen Mo expectantly with beautiful eyes. At this moment, she lost all hope, but she felt relieved.

"At least I am still very important in his heart, even if I die, I will rest in peace."

Yan Qingcheng closed her beautiful eyes, as if waiting for death, the fear on her face was gone, only there was a smile between her brows, which looked very attractive.

Seeing this, the master of Jianshan sect couldn't help but have some doubts, this woman dared to show such a smile when she died, as if she was mocking the master of Jianshan sect, it made the master of Jianshan sect feel upset.

"Don't be afraid of death, I'll take your life with one move." The master of Jianshan Sect shouted coldly, and the sword in his hand was like a broken bamboo, slashing towards Yan Qingcheng's swan neck, and an arc of light suddenly flooded into a fatal crisis.

(End of this chapter)