The black phoenix exploded, and the original high-altitude battlefield was even more intensely distorted.

"I'm not dead!" The angry roar of Taoist Lord Maori came from the sky.

"Sing!" "Sing!" "Sing!".........

The endless phoenix will scattered in all directions, and then gradually faded into ashes.

The black phoenix dispersed in the battle and would rather destroy than give the Daojun Maori.

In the golden light, Taoist Lord Mao Ri was angry, but gradually accepted the facts.

The Dharma image of the Daojun of Maori is somewhat incomplete. Obviously, the self-destruction of the Black Phoenix is ​​still somewhat harmful to the Daojun of Maori.

"Help, Dad, save me!" Yang Zhijiu shouted shrillly in the valley below.

"call!"

The Taoist Lord of Mao Ri fell in an instant, and a huge momentum was pressing down for a moment, and the endless heat seemed to burn everything around him.

There were two people lying on the ground, Yang Zhijiu, the Holy Son of Gu Yue!

"Father, the child is infected with the poison of the underworld!" said the Holy Son of Gu Yue.

"Dad, save me!" Yang Zhijiu also shouted.

The Taoist Lord Mao Ri looked at his two sons, without any hesitation, and instantly arrived in front of Yang Zhijiu.

With a wave of his hand, a golden light quickly rushed into Yang and Jiu's body, causing Yang and Jiu's poison.

"Father!" A sadness flashed in Gu Yue's eyes.

My father didn't even think about it and went directly to Lao Jiu. Even with a hint of hesitation, Gu Yue felt a little better.

However, the Taoist Lord on the Day of Mao did not hesitate to save Yang Zhijiu first.

"Why? Lao Jiu is just a waste, why does the father not see his son's efforts, why does he still value Lao Jiu so much? Why?" Gu Yue Shengzi shouted in his heart.

"boom!"

The Netherworld Poison in Yang Zhijiu's body was dispelled.

"Dad, I'm much better!" Yang Zhijiu shouted.

"Yes!" Maori Daojun nodded.

Turning his head, Daojun of Mao Ri looked at the Holy Son of Gu Yue.

"Hmph, let you take care of Lao Jiu, how did you do it? If I hadn't discovered it in time, Lao Jiu would be dead this time!" Daojun Maori scolded.

It was as if he had opened the wound and sprinkled another handful of salt. The Holy Son of Gu Yue's heart was cold at this moment.

After scolding, Daojun Mao Ri reached out and penetrated into the body of the Holy Son of Gu Yue.

"Boom!"

A large amount of black gas was bled out of the body, and the Netherworld poison in the body of the Holy Son of Gu Yue slowly dissipated.

"Thank you father!" Gu Yue Shengzi said with a sense of sadness.

Turning his head, Daojun of Mao Ri looked towards Mo Yuxi.

The light shrouded in the light, the appearance of Daojun of Mao Ri was still unclear.

"Saint Yuxi? It seems that you have gained a lot this time!" Maori Daojun said coldly.

Mo Yuxi took a step, took a deep breath and said, "Since the Taoist Lord Mao Ri is here, it's just right to solve the problem!"

"Oh?" Maori Daojun said coldly.

"The Zichuan Zhenren behind the Holy Son of Gu Yue, the following is the best. Please ask the Taoist Lord Mao Ri to decide!" Mo Yuxi said in a deep voice.

"The following is the best?" Maori Daojun looked at Zichuan coldly.

"Yes, I am the saint of the Holy Land of Dazhao, and I belong to the 'True Lord', and he is just a 'True Man'. He hurts the True Lord with the True Man, and even the True Lord was controlled by the outer sect and became a puppet. Today, I dare to violate the ban on Dazhao, and I will rebel against the sect and the ancestors in the future. I also ask Dao Lord Mao Ri to be the leader!" Mo Yuxi said solemnly.

"Daojun!" Zichuan immediately knelt down with trembling trembling.

"What I said is true?" Mao Ri Daojun said coldly.

"Father, Zichuan is following my orders and according to my wishes..." The Holy Son of Gu Yue shouted immediately.

"I didn't ask you, I asked Zichuan, what the True Lord Mo Yuxi said is true, and I'll be brought to you as it is!" Maori Daojun shouted coldly.

With a shout, the Holy Son of Gu Yue suddenly opened his mouth but did not dare to speak.

"Yes, but at that time..." Zichuan explained in horror.

"That's enough!" Maori Daojun said coldly.

"Those who commit rebellion will die!" Maori Daojun shouted coldly.

"Bang!"

Zichuan's whole body suddenly became burned.

"Ah, please spare me, please spare me, Saint Son, save me, Saint Son, save me..." Zichuan roared in horror in the fire.

"boom!"

The fire suddenly surged, Zichuan was burned to death in a blink of an eye, and it was destroyed in an instant.

Daojun Maori looked at Zichuan's death coldly, and no one dared to plead for mercy.

He turned his head and looked at the eight real people in the Dazhao Holy Land on the ground. The eight real people were poisoned and their faces were pitch black, but Daojun Maori did not help them get poisoned.

"Some poison in it, learn a lesson!" Daojun Maori said lightly.

"Yes!" The eight real people said respectfully, not daring to confront them at all.

The Taoist Lord Mao Ri looked at the Holy Son of Gu Yue again and said coldly: "Gu Yue, you disappointed me so much!"

As he said that, he ignored everyone and stepped forward to the sky.

"call out!"

Along with the golden light, they suddenly disappeared and left in a blink of an eye.

Watching the Taoist Lord of Maori leave, the Holy Son of Gu Yue clenched his fists, his eyes were bloodshot, unwilling, sad, and unangry filled his mind. He only had ambitions, but he was always unlucky, always!

"roar!"

The Holy Son of Gu Yue roared indignantly.

Stepping on, the Holy Son of Gu Yue soared into the sky with great sorrow.

"Tsk!" Yang Zhijiu sneered disdainfully-

Immortal City! Beimo Palace!

In a hall, Yan Chuan sat cross-legged alone.

In front of him was the black and yellow jade.

"The great mysterious yellow jade for heaven and earth? I was originally planning to find some jade to refine imperial seals. Now that there is this jade, other imperial seals are nothing. The jade I dreamed of in my previous life actually appeared in this life? God helps me, God helps me!" Yan Chuan sighed.

"The imperial seal can be completed, and there is still the beginning of the imperial edict "The Investiture of the Gods", and everything can be found! This time, Julu Academy and his team must get the "The Investiture of the Gods"!" Yan Chuan pondered.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!" A knock on the door came from outside the hall.

Yan Chuan put away the great Xuan Huang Ding Qiankun Jade with his long load and looked at the gate and said, "Come in!"

"Boom!" The door opened with a bang.

Mo Yuxi pushed the door, and Miaomiao stood on Mo Yuxi's shoulder.

"Yan Chuan, the person you are waiting for is here!" Mo Yuxi said with a smile.

"Come in together!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

Mo Yuxi carried Miaomiao into the hall, and there was a man in black robe behind him. It was Feng Yin and Yang who had left before.

Feng Yin and Yang seemed to move a little, and when he came in, his fists were slightly pinched.

"Working with Yin and Yang, it's coming very quickly!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

Give Mo Yuxi a look and Mo Yuxi closes the door knowingly.

"boom!"

Close the door, and there are night pearls shining brightly in the hall.

"Please sit down!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

There is a square table next to the hall.

Yan Chuan sat on the top, with Yin and Yang sitting on the bottom, and Mo Yuxi sat on the side.

He picked up the teapot on the table and poured the two of them with clear tea.

"Thank you!" said respectfully for Yin and Yang.

Mo Yuxi smiled slightly and didn't say anything. He knew that Yan Chuan had something to say. Yan Chuan asked him to accompany him. Everything was the best, which means that Yan Chuan didn't hide it from him. It would be great to listen to it by the side.

"This is the golden flame tea collected by Yu Xi, you can try it too!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.
To be continued...