Li Weiran's eyes turned around, showing a pure and harmless smile: "yes, this was originally the idea of emperor mingjue. At the beginning, he asked me to pretend to be dead and lead emperor beixuan to show his true face. Then he followed emperor beixuan to touch the old nest of moqingshan. Because he knew that he could not beat moqingshan alone, he asked me to go to Luo Yunxiao for help. Every step was calculated by Emperor Ming Jue. Mozun, do you see clearly now? Emperor mingjue is such a mean, deep-seated, despicable villain. Don't marry Muyan to him easily Cold night rolled a white eye, "leave not dye, you less in that fart, these conspiracies must be your own design! You've always been just a schemer. It's not like his style to beat around the bush. " As for Luo Yunxiao, he doesn't look like a person who will do so. Han Chujiu squinted, looked at the scroll in his hand, and suddenly said: "you should add the boy named Chu Moli in Xiaoyao gate, right? Needless to say, you must have designed this series of death stories! " Li Weiran chuckled. He didn't answer yes or no. Just looking at the war situation shown by mirage stone The battle lasted seven days and seven nights. If it had not been for the protection array reinforced by the rock curse, the whole polar region would have been in ruins due to the aftereffects of the energy storm. The clouds in the sky became more and more heavy, and the golden lightning became more and more dense. Originally, there was only lightning in Xiuxian land, no thunder and no rain. But at this time, I don't know why, the light rain came down from the sky. Moreover, this is not ordinary rain, but acid that can corrode the spirit and flesh of all things in the world. Although the toxicity of this acid is not strong, it will not do any harm to immortal above Jinxian level. But there are many virtual immortals in Xiuxian, even ordinary people and low-level spirit beasts. These creatures could not resist the attack of acid, so they could only hide in the houses and the border. I'm afraid it's going to take a lot of pain. We all realize that disaster is like a sword hanging over their heads, falling down anytime, anywhere. And the battle in the border may be doomed to the final fate of mankind. In the end, the border strengthened by the rock curse began to crumble. The surrounding air, become piercing cold. Even if they were high-level monks, every drop of acid on them would bring a piercing cold. The most important thing is, as the fighting inside gets more and more intense. The mirage stone inside has long been occupied by sword Qi. People outside the valley can no longer see the war inside. But even so, seven days and seven nights passed, but no one chose to leave Within the border. Mo Qingshan raises his hand to pull Luo Yunxiao's life sword. The pen in my hand sketched quickly in the air. A rune is drawn in the air, which suddenly pushes the Jue of Emperor Ming back tens of meters. Luo Yunxiao and di mingjue's clothes were red with blood. The power of the whole body is sometimes weak and sometimes violent, as if it will collapse at any time. But Mo Qingshan's condition is not much better than theirs. His hand holding the pen trembled gently, and it took him a long time to draw a complete picture. The expression on the face also changed from the original smart to rigid like a puppet. On the face originally smooth skin unexpectedly appeared a crack. It's like there are countless crimson spider silk crawling all over the face.