"Fellow Daoist Glazed, help me deal with this Azure Fire Qilin from the Spirit Realm. I'll have a few rounds with this brat who obtained the Ancient Demon Clan's inheritance..."
Mo Lihai stared fixedly at Chen Changming, hatred surging to the heavens in his heart.
Among the Six Ancients, he hated the Ancient Demon Clan most bitterly.
Thus, the instant he saw the Slaughter Demon Sword today, the hatred buried deep within him had been instinctively stirred.
He wanted to personally kill Chen Changming and vent the hatred in his heart.
"Mo Lihai, you certainly know how to dream."
The Glazed Saint Ancestor let out a tinkling laugh, raised her jade-like hand, and launched an attack at Mo Lihai.
One black spear after another whistled through the air.
"Glazed Saint Ancestor, have you gone mad? Why are you attacking me?"
Mo Lihai was both shocked and enraged.
He had never imagined that the person who had rescued him from the seal of the Line of Sky grand formation was not on the same side as him.
Bang, bang...
Billowing black smoke condensed into a shield, blocking every black spear.
"Mo Lihai, you fool." The Glazed Saint Ancestor removed her veil and smiled sweetly. "The three of us were allies from the start."
"Damn it!"
Mo Lihai was so furious that smoke practically rose from all seven of his orifices.
No matter how hard he thought, he could not understand why someone like the Glazed Saint Ancestor, who held considerable status even in the Demon Realm, would collude with people from the Spirit Realm and Human Realm to set him up.
Whoosh!
Harboring hatred for the Glazed Saint Ancestor, Mo Lihai actually drove his physical body forward and stomped down viciously with one foot.
"Bi Cang, you're sturdily built. Go measure