"Father--"
Suddenly, Nangong Shenhe let out a pitiful howl like a cuckoo crying for blood.
Nangong Shenhe watched helplessly as Nangong Xianglong, who had come back from the dead, was torn into pieces by hundreds of sharp sword lights. Even Nascent Soul was scattered and his soul was completely shattered.
Originally, Nangong Xianglong was a cultivator in the middle stage of Mahayana, and he had numerous life-saving means, so he would not be killed so easily.
But Shadow's kick just now was so vicious that even Nangong Xianglong didn't understand why the person in front of him suddenly disappeared, and why his body rose into the air unconsciously. Just when he was about to use certain methods, his body was already enveloped by hundreds of sword lights, and he had no time to react.
Seeing that Nangong Xianglong was really dead this time, Nangong Shenhe almost went crazy. Above Seven Emotions Immortal Sword in his hand, he once again released streaks of colorful light, and his tyrannical mental attack swept directly towards the surroundings.
Shadow, who had been suppressing Nangong Shenhe, also evacuated his clones when the sword light arrived, or directly annihilated the eight clones. Nangong Shenhe lost the suppression of Shadow, and the colorful light on Seven Emotions Immortal Sword flourished, and each ray of light frantically attacked the surrounding cultivators.
Those cultivators had no time to react, and their minds were affected again, and each of them fell into madness, great sadness, or great joy.
This time, Nangong Shenhe's emotions exploded because of the fall of Nangong Xianglong. Seven Emotions Sword's power was more than 30% of what it was before.
Immediately, Nangong Shenhe didn't care about anything else and was filled with murderous intent. He raised his fairy sword and rushed directly into the group of stunned immortal cultivators.
Colorful Sword-Ray flashed by, and heads rose into the sky one after another.
First, Moon-Gazing City Nangong Clan was destroyed, all the tribesmen died, and then he saw his father come back from the dead, and he was cut into pieces with random swords. No matter how smart and scheming he was, his mind was shaken at this moment.
And Seven Emotions Immortal Sword happens to be a strange fairy weapon activated by the cultivator's own emotions. As a fairy weapon, Seven Emotions Sword itself has spirituality. Now that Nangong Shenhe has lost its mind, the spirituality in it almost immediately begins to backfire and control Nangong Shenhe.
At this time, the hatred in Nangong Shenhe's heart was boundless, and the negative emotions that had been suppressed these days completely burst out. He simply ignored Seven Emotions Sword's spirituality and only focused on killing among these monks.
"Seven Emotions Sword, Six Desires Immortal Armor, they are indeed the two treasures left behind by Seven Emotions Immortal Lord. These two magical artifacts are just right for Little Seven to use."
On a hilltop outside Mingyu Mountain, Mo Yanwu looked at Nangong Shenhe who was killing people with a calm expression and said.
"Young Master, although Seven Emotions Sword and Six Desires Immortal Armor do not need true energy to drive them, they do require true energy sacrifice."
Next to Mo Yanwu, a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar said cautiously, with indescribable respect in his tone.
"That's okay." Mo Yanwu smiled slightly, "Glazed Mountain The Ninth-Grade Blessing Lotus plant in the back mountain is about to transform. When the time comes, just wipe out its intelligence and let Little Seven sacrifice it to become its second incarnation."
When he heard that Mo Yanwu wanted to touch Ninth-Grade Blessing Lotus, the middle-aged scribe had a trace of unbearable emotion in his eyes.
That Ninth-Grade Blessing Lotus had been practicing on Glazed Mountain for tens of thousands of years, and its spiritual wisdom had already been opened and was about to transform into a human being. However, when he heard that Mo Yanwu was going to kill that Ninth-Grade Blessing Lotus for a loser who was born with no pulse, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
A smile appeared from the corner of Mo Yanwu's mouth. He didn't care about the middle-aged scribe's attitude at all. He just said, "Six Desires Immortal Armor, Seven Emotions Immortal Sword, I will get it no matter what."
"It's just Young Master, this Mingyu Mountain..." What else did the middle-aged scribe plan to say.
"Wu Wo." Mo Yanwu looked at the middle-aged scribe and said.
"Young Master."
The middle-aged scribe Wu Wo quickly lowered his head.
"You have a grudge against the Nangong Clan. That's your personal grudge. I don't care about it. But if your personal grudge affects Glazed Heaven's plan, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Mo Yanwu's eyes were calm, and there was no expression on his face. But when Wu Wo heard Mo Yanwu's calm tone, his whole body couldn't help but tremble.
"Nangong Clan controls Life Map, so Remains of Tiandu should also be theirs. No one can stop it."
After a pause, Mo Yanwu said calmly.
"Young Master, I understand."
Wu Wo's eyes flashed with a trace of unwillingness, but he still said.
"It's just that Seventh Young Master is in Moon-Gazing City now, and as that dude destroys the hidden stakes laid by the Nangong Clan..."
"Haha, Little Seven..." Mentioning Mo Ziqi, a gentle smile flowed from the corner of Mo Yanwu's mouth, "That naughty girl, let her do whatever she wants. We are here this time to let her relax. Moreover, Little Seven She also understands the truth. Although Remains of Tiandu is destined to belong to the Nangong Clan, we can't let them get it so easily, right? We have to give them some warning, otherwise Southern Overlord still doesn't know who has the final say about this Glazed Heaven."
Hearing Mo Yanwu's words, Wu Wo was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand something, and then a trace of joy appeared on his face.
He knew that from this moment on, he was Mo Yanwu's confidant and a senior member of the Mo Family.
"Mo Family, Seventh Young Master, Mo Ziqi, turned out to be a girl... I'm afraid not even Huan Sha and Ling Jian know about this."
Wu Wo sighed secretly, and felt a sense of joy in his heart. Obviously, this matter is Mo Family's core secret. Knowing Mo Family's core secret means that he has been recognized by Lineage.
Around Mingyu Mountain, there were several powerful disciples like Mo Yanwu who did not rush forward. These people were undoubtedly members of the larger sects in Glazed Heaven or Aristocratic Clan.
Only these people will not rush forward foolishly before they understand what is going on. Seeing the battle in front of them, everyone understands that although there is a treasure in Mingyu Mountain, it is definitely not something that these people can get.
Everything has to wait for the forces behind them to send strong men to decide. You know, according to Nangong Shenhe, Nangong Clan has been planning for a thousand years.
At this time, those who rushed forward were either some Immortal World wandering Rogue Person, or some small forces and small sects. The real big forces were all in the rear, sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight, otherwise Nangong Xianglong would not have allowed Nangong Shenhe to massacre.
And now, in Moon-Gazing City, there are two Chen Xiao and Mo Ziqi. In Moon-Gazing City, they are cleaning a series of arrangements of the Nangong Family. One after another, the nails hidden in the dark are pulled out ruthlessly by these two fancy boys.
In the end, Chen Xiao simply stopped taking action. Some of the Mahayana Realm cultivators who followed Mo Ziqi simply took action themselves, while the people Chen Xiao brought just accepted it.
"Master, it's not good, something serious is going to happen."
At this moment, a guard from the City Lord's Mansion ran over in a panic and said.
"Huh? What happened?"
Chen Xiao frowned and asked.
The guard ignored Chen Xiao, but said to Chen Yuan and Chen Lan: "Master, City Lord's Mansion is surrounded by people!"