"What, is there such a secret?"

Mo Niang exclaimed. Although she was Hua Xue's elder in terms of her seniority, her identity could not be overcome. Although she did not know what kind of god Hua Xue was, she was sure that she was a god like Jade Rabbit, and one of the thirty-six gods with a high status.

"Yes, I'm going to tell you, I'm the God of Fire Dragon in the Heavenly Realm, the leader of all Fire Dragons, and I'm the closest friend of Mo Xian, the ancestor of your Black Cat clan." Seeing the God of Fire Dragon, Mo Niang hurriedly pulled Mo Ru, Mo Heng and others to salute, but Hua Xue has now gained human nature and combined it with divinity. Although she still has that kind of arrogance in her bones, she has become much better, and naturally she has no airs toward her own people. Otherwise, how could Yutu call her sister?

"No need to do so. It seems that you don't know that there is this secret. Ye Mei's mind method is indeed powerful, but it is extremely difficult. So Mo Xian didn't want you to take risks that day, so only a few people knew about this. Now your Meimao clan is facing a great disaster, and the human world is the same. I'm afraid that even the demon world and the heavenly world will be in chaos in the future. Therefore, in an extraordinary period, I will make a decision for Mo Xian and tell you where the mind method is hidden." Hua Xue paused, recalled the place where the Mo family was previously, clapped her hands, and said happily: "Fortunately, when I came to your family, I saw an undamaged ancestral hall. Is that the ancestor's ancestral hall? There are many tombs behind the ancestral hall, and a tomb where a wordless stone tablet is located is hidden by the three volumes of the mind method, but it requires the blood of the saint to open the seal."

Since they learned the method, Mo Niang and Mo Ru were naturally happy. After thanking Hua Xue, more than a thousand black cat disciples also seemed to be very warlike because they received this message and became extremely excited.

"We will give the Ziwei Dragon Clan a little color sooner or later."

As the saint of the old era, Mo Niang naturally had to resist the responsibility, and Mo Ru, Mo Di and others were also indignant. Mo Heng even lay on the deck and cursed the people of the Ziwei Dragon Clan again.

...

When they arrived at the inner space of the open Air Seal Gate, Nie Xin and Zhong Yi became a little aimless. Because the goal was too big, Nie Xin took over the War God City. Seeing this, Zhong Yi nodded and deeply felt that Nie Xin had indeed grown a lot.

"I feel relieved when I see you like this."

Nie Xin looked at the starry sky around him, and finally turned his eyes to the old-fashioned Zhong Yi, and smiled bitterly, "Although you and you are both teachers and friends, why do I hate you talking to me so much in such a masterful tone?"

Zhong Yi smiled and was not angry. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a meteor-like light coming from afar. This chaotic space is not like a living environment like the loess and sky in the human world. As long as he enters it, he will be exposed to an unobstructed place, but this also makes the opponent's offensive unobstructed, which is extremely obvious.

“Huh?”

Zhong Yi, who was originally preparing to attack, suddenly stopped. Nie Xin hesitated for a moment and did not take action. However, when the light shot towards him, the light dissipated, showing a figure full of wounds. Under the weak breath, it proved that he was extremely injured. Fortunately, he still had life. He seemed to be wearing a black suit from the Meicao clan. So Nie Xin snatched the snow and let a soft air flow pull him over, and hurriedly fed a life-return pill to help him stop the deterioration of his injuries.

"Be careful to save the wrong person." Zhong Yi smiled, and Nie Xin responded: "Hehe, I believe in my intuition!"

Sure enough, the old man struggled for a few times and opened his eyes. He only became alert when he saw Nie Xin and Zhong Yi, and hurriedly avoided it. Nie Xin smiled and said, obviously, he actually regarded himself as an enemy.

"I am Nie Xin, the Holy King of the Meimao Clan, Mo Ru's husband. I am here to save the moon god. By the way, I will take you back to see your two brothers." Nie Xin said calmly, the man couldn't believe it, and looked up and said, "How do I believe you?"

Nie Xin lit his forehead and the golden seal suddenly appeared. When the light was gone, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, but he quickly frowned and looked at Nie Xin with vigilance, "We will use your mother-in-law and your wife as sacrifices to reshape the moon god**. Do you don't hate me at all?"

Nie Xin shook his head and said, "I don't have time to say this now. You can take us to save the moon god as soon as possible, and tell me what enemies are, Zhou Zhuo."

Zhou Zhuo did not expect that this boy knew his name. It seemed that the ten-threaten ** would not be fake anymore, so he pointed to the direction behind him, the brightest and brightest star, and gasped and said: "That is the place where the Moon God is, but Xingkui is guarding him. Now he wants to awaken the three Soul-Devouring Kings, we will definitely not be enemies. The Soul-Devouring King appears, and only the Moon God is the enemy. I, let's run quickly and lead the tribe members to leave this place."

Although Nie Xin agreed with the golden concept of running away if he couldn't beat him, he didn't even try to see how many heads and arms this Soul-Swallowing King has. And at this moment, Zhong Yi is helping him. There is no doubt about his strength. Even if he doesn't know what kind of artifact Zhong Yi is reincarnated or incarnated, he is probably a yellow artifact, otherwise there would be no such innate king's aura.

"Don't worry, you go first, we will come when we go. Let everyone retreat back to the territory of the Meimao clan and wait for the news of our triumphant success. Of course, if the Soul-Devouring King comes, it means we have failed. Then tell Mo Ru and Huaxue not to avenge me and live a good life."

Nie Xin said it easily, but Zhou Zhuo was extremely surprised. Although he was also a brave man, compared to Nie Xin, his courage was as good as the sea. When he ran away in shock, he rushed forward, not afraid of life and death, which made Zhou Zhuo look at Nie Xin with some admiration.

"Okay, I hope you are not blind bravery." This sentence made Nie Xin feel a little comforted, and he waved his hand and signaled him to leave quickly, "The charming cat clan will be left to you."

After saying that, Zhou Zhuo gritted his teeth and left here. When he turned around, Nie Xin and Zhong Yi almost faded out of his sight, and the direction he was heading was in the ice coffin where the moon god was.

...

There was a chaotic space surrounded by a little dark and sparsely starry sky, but in front of her was the ice coffin where a beautiful woman was. Her face was a bit haggard, but she had a bit of pathological beauty. She was soft and weak, and she was slightly breathless. Although she was still alive, she was like a living dead man, unconscious.

It is obvious that the woman's soul wrapped in the hazy light is the moon god. She was wearing a white dress, and her waist was entangled with white hair. She lay quietly on her crescent jade pendant. It seemed simple, but it added a bit of a rare affinity to her. It was far less high than the legendary goddess and could not be touched.

But when she looked at her, she would feel ashamed because of her temperament and appearance. Therefore, the Xingkui, who stood in front of the ice coffin, was so afraid to get close to the moon god's ice coffin, who was standing in front of the ice coffin, and imprisoned the moon god's soul in the ghost gourd.

"It's really beautiful. The woman that Lord Ziwei Dragon King likes is really well-deserved. I'm lucky to meet her today, so I have no regrets in this life!" Xingkui is also a person who loves beauty. Her handsomeness is no less than that of the Ziwei Dragon King. She is also a famous figure in the Ziwei Dragon Clan. She is one of the three powerful generals under Ziwei Dragon King. Of course, now Xinghuan's death has left only two of these three major battles. If Xingkui dies again, then Ziwei Dragon King will be almost a bald chicken.

"Sir, the warriors we are chasing Zhou Zhuo have not returned yet. Will there be any accidents?"

A purple-haired man was wearing amethyst armor and holding a sword, standing behind Xingkui wearing a purple robe. The voice was not loud, but Xingkui was a little impatient. He waved his hand and a purple light flashed. A sunken palm mark appeared on the man wearing amethyst armor. The guard exclaimed and knelt down in a hurry, but it was too late. The next moment he vomited blood and fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

"Don't urge me, I have to look at Lord Moon God a few more, otherwise, if you become our core of illusion, then there will be no chance." Xingkui sneered a few times and said to the other two people behind him: "Please carry his body down for me."

The two of them quickly said that they were lifted onto a small dragon-head sailboat. The five-colored divine light of the sailboat was probably much worse than Nie Xin's chasing in the Chaos Realm, and the capacity was only a few hundred people, but it was more than enough for a team of dozens of people.

"I really don't know what you are worried about. A deer-headed rat named Zhou Zhuo sneaked in. What's there to panic? Aren't we the two brothers Mo Ying and Mo Xiong who surrendered? If they die, well, that's not good. Let's kill each other. Hahaha, we just said that there is a way to resurrect their wives, and the two brothers joined us blindly. Hehe, they are really two losers who are confused and infatuated."

Xingkui, who played with others in applause like a doll, seemed to think he was a creator. He glanced at the eyes of his subordinates of the same clan and felt a little contemptuous, making these subordinates of the Ziwei Dragon clan dared to be angry but not speak out. Then, another blood-stained subordinate rushed in panic, and his mouth kept exclaiming, disrupting Xingkui's enthusiastic speech.

"Damn it, didn't you see me talking? How dare you interrupt me?"

Xingkui slapped it out with one hand. His palm technique was mysterious and his speed was amazing. He could not see any path at all. It was like a palm force flew to the target through the air. He suddenly let Nie Xin, who was walking along with the guards, rushing to the ground and blocked the attack.

"As it turns out, your strength is probably not as good as that of Mo Ying and Mo Xiong. You are just a liar who is good at talking big." Nie Xin sneered twice, and Zhong Yi followed him, and he had no intention of taking action. He just smiled at Nie Xin and suggested: "Then it's better to solve them as soon as possible, and then deal with the Soul-Devouring King according to the plan I told you."

Nie Xin nodded, but a light of destruction condensed with his right fist. His eyes were fixed on the surprised Xingkui, and he laughed and cursed: "Bastard, haven't you awakened the three soul-devouring kings to me? You are just a mess, not enough to me to get the gap between my teeth."
Chapter completed!