"If my things are rotten, they are still mine."

Fengyi had a cold face and formed seals in her hands, preparing to destroy Tianlinggen in the most brutal way.

The Tianling Root was already dirty, so she thought it would be bad luck to take it back and use it.

Nian Yaoyao screamed, her whole body was twitching in pain, and she wished she could commit suicide on the spot.

Blood overflowed from her pores, and her whole body instantly turned into a bloody person.

She had never thought that the pain would be so severe, as if all the bones in her body had been crushed, making her clearly feel that the god of death was so close to her.

"Um?"

Fengyi's eyes paused, and she drained the spiritual energy from her body, and directly connected with the golden bar in Nian Yaoyao's body.

The golden light was a little dim, and gradually the figure of a man emerged. He was dressed in white, with a face as beautiful as a crown jewel, and his whole body exuded the aura of being unapproachable by strangers.

His expression was indifferent, and he looked at Fengyi like a superior god looking down at the ants on the ground.

Nian Yaoyao felt a comfortable warmth flowing through her body. She looked at the man with obsessed eyes and murmured to herself: "Master."

Mo Han hummed softly, his eyes softened, and he looked at her distressedly: "Don't be afraid, Master is here."

The last time Nian Yaoyao was almost killed, he had been worried. When he helped her implant the Tianling Root, he arranged a layer of protective measures, leaving a trace of consciousness.

When she encounters a life-or-death situation, this consciousness will be triggered, possessing 70% of his mana.

The Nian Yao was like a gossamer, and he buried his head in Mo Han's arms.

Looking at the injuries on Nian Yaoyao's body, his eyes changed instantly and he frowned slightly: "Your Dantian?"

"It was Yan Qiaochu, she did it. Immortal Lord Mo Han, please save senior brother."

A female disciple ran out and cried so hard.

Mo Han's eyes turned cold and he looked at Feng Yi, not hiding his murderous intention at all: "Evil disciple, if I had known this, I would have killed you with one palm."

Fengyi burst out laughing when she saw the two hugging each other. She stopped laughing in an instant and said, "Don't be disgusted with me. We have severed the relationship between master and disciple long ago."

"It's you." She sneered and made a gesture of vomiting: "When it comes to deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors, who can compare to you two? A teacher is not a master, a disciple is not a disciple, as if no one can see that dirty thing.

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Mo Han was a little annoyed and angry, but just for a moment, he returned to his nine-day immortal appearance.

He gently flicked his sleeves and said expressionlessly: "Yao Yao is my apprentice, and I have lost my parents. As a master, I naturally have to care more."

Hearing this, Nian Yaoyao's heart almost broke.

It turned out that he just pitied himself, and from the beginning to the end, he didn't have any feelings for himself as a man or woman.

When Mo Han saw her expression, his eyes were a little unbearable, but they were master and disciple, and this relationship was destined not to be accepted by the world.

Seeing the two of them like this, Feng Yi felt a little unhappy and didn't even look at what was going on. Is this the time for romance?

Without thinking, he took a magic weapon and threw it over.

With a bang, the magic weapon exploded.

Seeing her take out another magic weapon, with no trace of distress on her face, everyone was numb.

Whoever has a high-end magic weapon, either for core personnel to use or as a family heirloom, would use it to self-destruct at every turn.

Unless there is an emergency and it is used to delay time to escape, the magic weapon will be reluctantly given up.

Although they don't have it yet, everyone has a feeling of loss, as if they have lost it a thousand times.

Mo Yuan was unprepared for the moment, and when he used his magic power to hold up the defensive shield, it was already too late. When he reappeared, he looked a little embarrassed.

Looking at Feng Yi, Mo Yuan had a hint of disgust in his eyes, gathered spiritual power in his hand, and wanted to slap Feng Yi to death.

A useless person with no spiritual power, but with a few magic weapons to protect himself, he really thought he could turn the world upside down.

He has an immortal weapon in his hand. He doesn't like this level of magic weapon, but it can protect his little apprentice.

For everyone, there is no suspense about the outcome of this battle.

Fengyi dodged this fatal attack and pretended to cough a few times, with a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

She looked at everyone and said seductively: "Do you want my magic weapon? How about we make a bet."

Seeing her dying look, the onlookers were very moved. Even some monsters came to join in the fun and bet a lot of treasures.

Qin Junyao was almost mad at her. How long had it been since she was here? She was still in the mood to gamble.

She has already used the messenger to notify the ancestors of the Qin family and the royal family, hoping to delay it for a while.

Fengyi ducked away and glanced at Qin Junyao: "It's 50-50 between us."

Qin Junyao sneered: "Yan Qiaochu, who do you think I am? Do I look like the kind of person who would gamble with your life?"

"Forget it, I won't contribute anyway. If you win, I'll give it all to you. Just don't go against me every day. If you lose, I'll dig into my own coffers to help you."

Several old men behind him were about to cry, and they wanted to step forward and cover their young ladies' mouths.

Didn’t you see that Immortal Lord Mo Han’s face was so dark that it was almost dripping with ink?

Mo Han didn't show it on the surface, but he was so angry that he almost vomited blood, feeling the deep disrespect from the two of them.

From the beginning to the end, he never took his second apprentice seriously.

He accepted this apprentice because he had made a breakthrough back then and wanted to ask for help from the Yan family, and he owed them a favor.

Fengyi's figure suddenly became very strange, and her steps seemed a little chaotic, but very regular.

Mo Han's expression was indifferent and he was just doing it for a while, but he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Although he did not use all his strength, the other party should not be able to persist for so long. Mo Han's eyes darkened, wanting to avoid future troubles.

Any extra second she lives is an insult to his strength.

A long sword suddenly appeared from the air. Feng Yi easily grasped the sword and gave him two big-eared melon seeds from the air.

"No, you obviously have no spiritual roots, how could you..." Mo Han was a little shocked.

"I'm going to fuck you."

Fengyi said impatiently, flipped her wrist, and a highly lethal magic circle appeared, trapping Mo Han.

"Just sixteen formations, do you think you can trap me?"

Mo Han was very calm and prepared to break the spell, but he broke it and instantly evolved into thirty-two formations...

Everyone was confused and didn't understand when Fengyi set up the formation.

Then they saw a scene they would never forget. The clothes of Immortal Mo Han, whom they thought were superior, were cut into pieces by a sword, leaving them completely naked.

Some people silently glanced at a certain position of his, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice that they were better than him.

Fengyi used a Nether hairpin to carve the word bitch on Mo Han's body: "Remember, your name will be called bitch from now on."

I don't know why, but everyone felt that it was a bit satisfying, but they were afraid of being retaliated by Mo Han, so they could only endure it.
Chapter completed!