No matter what everyone is, Mo Lingxuan's eyes still have a cold light, looking at everyone in Tianyu Pavilion coldly, as if looking at a dead person.

Pei Li's eyes were also full of jokes, staring at Mo Lingxuan, as if he wanted to see how the clown was going to humiliate himself in public.

There are many turbulences in Mo Lingxuan's heart.

Ye Qingyao spent a huge price to refine such black robe battle suits for him, and expressed his own feelings.

Today, how could he let go of being insulted here?

Thinking of this, Mo Lingxuan took a step forward in the void and descended on the weapon refining platform in front of Ye Qingyao.

Ye Qingyao looked at him with a sweet smile. He had no grievances or complaints in his heart, because he did it for Mo Lingxuan, and what he expressed was his feelings for Mo Lingxuan.

"Qingyao, I've accepted it and put it on now."

Mo Lingxuan glanced at Ye Qingyao deeply and spoke softly.

"good."

Ye Qingyao responded softly, and a charming smile appeared on her beautiful cheeks, and she handed the bloody clothes in her hand to Mo Lingxuan.

Mo Lingxuan took it heavily and draped the black robe and battle suit covered with blood patterns on his body.

In an instant, Mo Lingxuan felt a surge of protective power flowing throughout his body, and there was a wonderful sense of attachment.

The blood patterns on the black robe seemed to be spiritual, poured by real holy blood, as if they were still filled with Ye Qingyao's breath.

Mo Lingxuan knew that these blood lines were all the blood spit out by Ye Qingyao.

"Qingyao, I feel it."

Mo Lingxuan's eyes turned and he spoke softly at Ye Qingyao again.

Even though this is just a super holy weapon, it may be a supreme treasure for other supreme forces, it does not have much effect on Mo Lingxuan.

However, this is still Ye Qingyao's heart and affection. He will always put it on his body and keep it in mind.

Ye Qingyao didn't say anything more, but the eyes that looked at Mo Lingxuan were still only attached, the look of happiness, and everything was indifferent.

Mo Lingxuan, dressed in blood, is even more charming and looks down on the ages, becoming more and more like a real demon emperor, looking down at everyone, making people fall in love with him.

"Enough, this is the feast of refining weapons of the ancient Ye tribe, this is the holy war platform. What kind of rituals will it be to disturb the feast on such occasions!"

At this time, Pei Li's cold voice sounded, and his face looked a little ugly.

Ye Qingyao and Mo Lingxuan were so "kind and kind" in front of everyone that he couldn't stand it.

This statement made Mo Lingxuan's cold gaze fall on him just now, and he said indifferently: "What did you say to my wife before? It's like a beast's words!"

"This is the Yegu tribe, and I am a VIP, not comparable to you, an indigenous person. I can naturally speak."

Pei Li spoke sarcastically, and then said to Ye Qingyao: "Saint of Qingyao, what I said before is still valid now. You should think carefully about it, maybe I can consider letting him go."

There was a faint sense of threat in his words, which made Ye Qingyao's face cold, and he shouted coldly: "Idiot."

Even with her character, she hates people like Pei Li very much.

"Since that's the case, don't blame me for being polite."

Pei Li's face also suddenly became a little colder. He took a step forward. In just a moment, an extremely terrifying and passionate spirit swept through the space, covering the entire void, and the powerful strength of the Great Sage in the later stage was undoubtedly revealed.

He has also heard of Mo Lingxuan's strength. It is very powerful and can directly erase the mid-stage Great Sage.

But Pei Li also has the confidence that he can do this with all his strength.

Besides, there were also a group of elders and strong men from Tianyu Pavilion present. He was not afraid of any accidents. Even if he died, it would only be Mo Lingxuan.

But at this moment, Mo Lingxuan shook his head, with a hint of mocking, as if mocking the ignorance of these people.

"Be careful, young master."

The Invincible Lord of Tianyu Pavilion reminded him, and then said to Ye Chuan, who was the master,: "The weapon refining feast is coming to an end. My young master of Tianyu Pavilion will add a fun program to you. Ye Gu clan should have no objection, right?"

"It's okay if you don't hurt the saint of our clan."

Upon hearing this, Ye Chuan glanced at Zhu Qiang of Tianyu Pavilion, but said nothing.

To his Ye Gu tribe, the life of a native young man Mo Lingxuan is nothing. They only need to pay attention to Ye Qingyao.

"Thank you."

The strong man from Tianyu Pavilion smiled faintly and set his eyes below, as if waiting for Pei Li to quickly end the battle.

Pei Li waved his palm, and suddenly the endless flames of law were sweeping over Mo Lingxuan's body, which was extremely terrifying. He had all his strength when he took action.

He knew that Mo Lingxuan was extremely powerful and that he could only destroy him without taking all his strength. Otherwise, if his elders had to take action, he would not be able to show up.

However, Mo Lingxuan's body looked like the body of the Immortal Demon Lord, indestructible.

The terrifying flame of law continued to hit him, but without exception, they were blocked by the invisible magic light barrier and could not invade his body at all.

Seeing this scene, Pei Li's eyes were slightly condensed, but there was no surprise flashing. He stepped directly, as if he had crossed the space.

A sudden slap of his palm, and a hot flame palm print rushed towards Mo Lingxuan again, causing the space to make a hissing sound.

However, the scene of Mo Lingxuan burning out with the flame palm print in his back did not happen. Instead, he saw him standing there quietly, still standing still, as heavy as a mountain.

"This kind of defense... is too powerful? Is it because of the effect of the Blood Battle Clothes refined by Saint Qingyao?"

"No, this person did not activate the defense power of the super holy weapon. He took Pei Li's offensive unscathed, all based on his own strength!"

A series of horrifying sounds came one after another. Even though they were mentally prepared, this scene still shocked them a little.

Mo Lingxuan's strength is too strong, and Pei Li can't shake it at all!

“Buzz…”

At this moment, Mo Lingxuan moved.

He only raised one palm, and then blasted out like a lightning bolt, with an extremely terrifying suppression force.

This palm did not integrate any holy magic powers, it was simple and unpretentious, and it only had the purest power of law. However, when suppressing Pei Li, it made him feel like death and could not be avoided.

"Dong..."

With a loud bang, Mo Lingxuan's palm directly suppressed Pei Li's body, smashing him into the weapon refining platform in an instant. The earth trembled and a big deep pit appeared.
Chapter completed!