Mo Zhaoxie walked to Shengxie's corpse and checked it carefully. In Chuchu's words, if it weren't for him, Mo Zhaoxie would have pulled out Shengxie's underwear. The only thing that made Mo Zhaoxie smile on his body was his object bag. As one of the Sword Lords of the Nine Sword Pavilion, Shengxie had a considerable thing. Unfortunately, even after Shengxie's death, his object bag was still sealed by a mysterious force.

However, this was not difficult at all. Mo Zhaoxie's wrist flashed and he took over Shengxie's bag. After that, Mo Zhaoxie smiled. While waving his hand, a purple evil sword was in his hand, and the sword light was brilliant.

"Sheng Xie Sword!" Chu Chu was shocked, then looked at Mo Zhaoxie, and asked curiously: "How did you open his bag of food?"

Mo Zhaoxie shook the beautiful bracelet on his wrist, which was the last storage bracelet left to Mo Zhaoxie when Lu was caught. Afterwards, Mo Zhaoxie discovered that this storage bracelet has many magical features. For example, the space inside is almost endless. It is many times larger than an ordinary storage bag. There is almost no unacceptable thing in front of it, whether it is alive or dead, big or small. And it has another even more magical feature, that whatever is put into it, no matter what kind of seal it is, it will be untied very quickly.

"What a beautiful bracelet," Chuchu looked at Mo Zhaoxie's bracelet and immediately developed a deep love. She didn't even ask why such a bracelet could unseal Shengxie's storage bag.

Mo Zhaoxie looked at the long sword in his hand. The purple sword body was as transparent as crystal. In it, you could even see purple mist filling it, looking like a dream. The sharp sword blade looked cold and extremely sharp. This sword was much better than the demon-loving sword in his hand.

Mo Zhaoxie handed the room in front of Chuchu, "Chuchu, I'll give it to you."

Chu Chu was stunned and looked at Mo Zhaoxie in disbelief. "Although the Shengxie Sword is not as good as the Demon-Enjoying Sword in your hand, it is also a rare magic weapon. You are giving it to someone like this."

"You said too, it is not as good as my demon-loving sword." Mo Zhaoxie said casually.

Chuchu shook her head and refused.

Mo Zhaoxie did not force himself and sent him to Qingyun. But he still refused. Even Mu Bai shook his hand and refused.

"Shoot, keep it." Mu Bai said, "It's not that we are afraid of causing trouble and are worried about the revenge of Jiujian Pavilion. But compared to everyone, you have too few things. Not only life-saving pills and magic weapons, but also fighting weapons. You ask yourself that in addition to the Demon-Enjoyed Sword, you also have a weapon that can be used to."

Indeed, just as Mu Bai said. Mo Zhaoxie has always been the poorest cultivator. Which cultivator does not have considerable reserves, life-saving pills, magic weapons, and magic weapons are naturally numerous. There are all kinds of various uses. As the most important fighting weapon, it is naturally rich in reserves. And they are all top-grade, and ordinary weapons cannot reach their eyes.

However, Mo Zhaoxie has very little things now. If it weren't for killing some cultivators and plundering some things, Mo Zhaoxie might not even have money to eat. Although the Demon-Eating Sword is able to take advantage of it, it is a legendary evil soldier. However, the Demon-Eating Sword is also a treasure that everyone has spyed on. It is powerful and causes unprecedented trouble. However, Mo Zhaoxie has no other weapon to take advantage of except the Demon-Eating Sword.

Not to mention other pills and magic weapons, don’t attack evil every time you get hurt. It’s not like it, but helplessness and poverty.

"Okay," Seeing Chuchu and Qingyun the same, Mo Zhaoxie did not refuse. As he waved his hand, a list of books was in his hand, and as he flipped over, a personal name was in his eyes. "This should be the list of everyone who entered the Wushen Temple this time." Mo Zhaoxie just took a rough look, "This is useless to us. Moreover, there is no existence of the Wushen Temple in Shengxie's things. It seems that Jiushen Pavilion knows very limitedly about the Wushen Temple. It can even be said that it is ignorant."

"Of course," Chuchu said proudly, "When it comes to his understanding of the Temple of Martial God, his Nine Sword Pavilion can be said to be the poorest, and even my Miaoyin Sect is not as good as my Miaoyin Sect. Because since the birth of the Temple of Martial God, all the disciples who entered were killed. No useful information was brought out at all. All they knew came from other sects. However, it can be imagined that other sects can sell to the Nine Sword Pavilion and are irrelevant information. The core information is not even thought of! Five hundred years ago, my Miaoyin Sect had a stunning disciple who successfully came out of the Temple of Martial God. He also had a treasure!" As he said, Chuchu proudly patted Qingyun on the shoulder, "That is my Senior Brother Qingyun, the master of our Miaoyin Sect, Mr. Jin Zhong!"

Speaking of Mr. Kim Jong, Qingyun also showed her most proud smile.

Just as Mo Zhaoxie and others were talking, the heavy footsteps approached. The rhino walked step by step with the weak Zhuyue on his back and walked towards Mo Zhaoxie step by step.

"Don't hunt evil, is it you?" Zhu Yue's eyes were blurred, and it was difficult to see what was in front of her. At this time, she could only see the vague shadows and could not see anything clearly.

"It's me." Mo Zhaoxie looked at Rhino and Zhu Yue and said.

"Rhino, let me down." Zhu Yue said. The rhino hesitated for a moment, but still let go of Zhu Yue. Zhu Yue immediately stood unsteadily and was so soft on the ground. However, she still tried hard to see the person in front of her, constantly rubbing her eyes and waving her hands. "Don't let the evil spirits, please save my demon clan."

Zhu Yue said it very urgently, and such a helpless expression made Mo Zhaoxie unable to make up his mind to turn around and leave. Although he knew that what Zhu Yue said would be troublesome, and even his life was extremely important. However, he still could not refuse such a helpless person. Although she had been besieged by other demon clans on Nine Swords Mountain.

"Why do I want to save your demon clan?" Mo Zhaoxie said coldly.

Zhu Yue stopped waving his hand, and grabbed it tightly in the air, but couldn't catch anything. "I know how my demon clan has always treated you. I remember even more on Jiujian Mountain, I besieged you with others. At this time, I have to shamelessly ask for help from you, and I am really shameless. However, one person does things and one person. On Jiujian Mountain, it is my fault for several people. It has nothing to do with all the demon clans. As long as you are willing to help, I will sacrifice my life. OK?" Zhu Yue's struggled body and knelt down firmly. He couldn't see clearly, but just kowtowed heavily to the blurry shadow. The rhino on the side also knelt down and kowtowed without saying a word.

"Your eyes?" Mo Zhaoxie sighed softly, stopping Zhuyue and the rhino from kowtowing. He raised Zhuyue's head and looked at the beautiful face that was pale and pale at this time. Looking at the once beautiful eyes, he was gray and pale at this time without any spirit.

"My eyes are fine, please help me with the help of the demon clan." Zhu Yue turned her head and avoided Mo Zhaoxie's gaze. Although she could no longer see Mo Zhaoxie's gaze at this time, she still didn't want Mo Zhaoxie to see her down-and-out appearance.

Mo Zhaoxie bit his finger and a drop of unusually bright red blood flowed out. Mo Zhaoxie gently smeared the blood on Zhuyue's eyes. Zhuyue didn't know what Mo Zhaoxie did, so he instinctively dodged. "Don't move." Mo Zhaoxie said softly. It was such a gentle voice that shocked Zhuyue's body and stayed there honestly without moving.

"Lei Ming once said that as the Demon-loving Sword Master, the essence and blood are effective in your demon clan. I hope it will be good for your eyes." Mo Zhao Xie said.

"Thank you." Zhu Yue thanked with a trembling voice.

After doing all this, Mo Zhaoxie asked, "Tell me, what happened to the demon clan? If it is not trouble, maybe I will help you. If it is troublesome, I have no obligation to fight for your demon clan."

"Okay." Zhu Yue closed her eyes and said anxiously: "Everything began with the game you wanted to play a few days ago. Sure enough, the gate of the Temple of War God opened up. Many people above the three steps entered one after another. Moreover, there were huge changes in the Temple of War God, and treasures that were not born usually appeared one after another. After that, they naturally attracted a fight, but we, the two steps, are not the opponents of those three steps. They were ruthlessly killed, and it was good to be able to save their lives."

Mo Zhaoxie was slightly shocked, it seemed that things really became a bit tricky.

Zhu Yue continued, "The original situation of killing is not much to do with my demon clan. As long as you don't deliberately seize the treasure, there will be no big trouble. However, at this moment, Jiuwei Tower was born. Legend has it that Jiuwei Tower is one of the top treasures in the Martial God Temple. Not only are there countless treasures in it, but there are also legends that there are things that the Martial God's personal. There are even some rumors that Jiuwei Tower is the core of controlling the entire Martial God Temple. Whoever controls Jiuwei Tower will control the entire Martial God Temple. So, no matter whether the rumors are true or false, people are heading towards Jiuwei Tower. However, the appearance of Jiuwei Tower has brought a catastrophe to our demon clan."

"How can a catastrophe?" Mo Zhaoxie asked.

Zhu Yue paused, tried hard to calm down before continuing to say, "Because the certificate of entering Jiuwei Tower is a demon core, which is what you humans often call the inner alchemy of the demon clan."

"So that's it." Speaking of this, Mo Zhaoxie and others already understood.

No matter whether the rumors about Jiuwei Tower are true or false, there must be many treasures inside. Even if the rumors about the entire Martial God Temple are virtual, it is good to enter it to try your luck. However, if you want to seize the treasure and want to confirm that the rumors are true or false. You must first enter Jiuwei Tower. If you want to enter, then kill a monster first and obtain a demon core.

Although the demon clan is powerful, he is still powerless in the face of the enemy of the whole world. He can only passively wait for the massacre. You cannot escape in the Temple of the Martial Gods. Not to mention that many people will not let you go, since the existence of the Void will set such rules, he will not let the demon clan go easily.

"Who is your demon clan respectful now?" Mo Zhaoxie asked.

Speaking of this, Zhu Yue and the rhino both showed a look of hatred. "At the time when the demon clan is alive, the demon clan cannot unite. It is divided into two factions. One is the demon clan headed by Jiucheng, who resists hard and refuses to surrender until death. The other faction is the obedient clan headed by Jiaolong Jiang Chishan, who took the initiative to hand over the demon core to humans for a chance to survive." When talking about Jiang Chishan, Zhu Yue and the rhino both showed disgust and resentment. "What's even more hateful is that those people in Jiang Chishan were willing to be human lackeys, tigers, and human hawks and dogs in order to survive. It's really hateful!"

Hearing Zhu Yue's harsh words, with a thorn in his words. Mo Zhaoxie touched his nose embarrassedly, "That, I am also a human."

"I didn't say you," Zhu Yue said very naturally, "I'm talking about those bad guys."

Mo Zhaoxie and Mu Bai, Chu, Chu, Qingyun looked at each other and looked at each other speechlessly for a moment.
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