World of Cultivation - Chapter 838

[Chapter 838 This is Mo Yunhai!]

“I’m leaving, I’m going to work hard.” Luo Li smiled helplessly.

“Okay.” I responded, my cold and beautiful face indifferent.

“You’re going to work hard, don’t you laugh? Before you die, leave a good memory, this kind of life is meaningful!” Luo Li muttered, he hadn’t seen my smile for a long time.

“If you die, you will have no memories.” I said lightly.

“Uh, that’s true, it’s really sad!” Luo Li spread out his hands with a sad face.

“Let’s fight!” I stood up, like a sword unsheathed, showing my sharp edge.

“Except for the comfort of being able to fight side by side with me, there is really nothing to look forward to. Ah, if you say that, senior brother will definitely scold me for being ignorant!” Luo Li muttered to himself.

I stopped, turned my face, and stared at Luo Li for a long time.

“Before dying, did you have anything to say to me?” Luo Li looked expectantly.

“Yes.” I nodded.

Luo Li was overjoyed: “Speak quickly!”

“Your senior brother is right.” I left those words behind.

Luo Li was stunned and froze in place.

After a while, he reacted, shaking his head and laughing. He raised his face and looked at Zuo Mo in the sky. I can’t help but think of the time in Wukong Mountain, when he bullied his senior brother, and then he was beaten like a dog by his senior brother…

Hmm, I still miss it… I’m really ashamed… Hmm, in fact, it was pretty good when everyone in the sword trial meeting was lying there recovering from their injuries. I haven’t seen them so embarrassed since then…

Thinking of how tortured I was and how I cried when I saw my senior brother from the captivity of the Demon Race… It’s a shame…

Luo Li stared at Zuo Mo.

Why are you rushing to the front?

Really, usually a very shrewd person, hey, there is no way! Well, now that you’re all rushing, what can I do?

You can’t really let me get away from saying that I am forgetful, it’s so shameless…

As if something was burning in his chest, Luo Li suddenly smiled and shouted, “I leave!”

“Huh?” I turned my head away.

“Burn it!” Luo Li said fiercely, a flame was burning in the boy’s eyes.

“Hmm.” I responded.

again!

The first elder was a little surprised. Zuo Mo’s burning power was beyond his expectations. After all, suicide like this required a lot of courage. But when they saw Mo Yunhai’s people, they burned their divine power one by one.

Great shock to him!

Don’t these guys know it’s going to die like this?

They don’t need to do this at all. With Wei Sheng and Zuo Mo, they have a great chance of blocking him, and they have a great chance of escaping with their lives.

Why do they do this? Don’t they know it doesn’t make sense?

Zuo Mo was destined to die, and Mo Yunhai was destined to collapse. Their actions like moths to the flames could not win them any chance.

The elder can understand sacrifice, but he believes that sacrifice needs to be valuable and meaningful. At this point, Kunlun is even more extreme. In the eyes of those fanatical guys, they themselves are part of Kunlun’s chips, and as long as necessary, they are willing to throw themselves on the scale.

Mo Yunhai is simply a bunch of unreasonable guys!

For some reason, the Great Elder felt a chill in his heart, and he felt something else in Mo Yunhai and the others.

It is different from Kunlun’s paranoid madness.

The madness of Kunlun is a belief that has been instilled in the minds of disciples for a long time. Kunlun is a chilling sect. In Kunlun, individuals are always insignificant. For Kunlun, everyone can sacrifice, whether you like it or not.

It’s terrifyingly cold.

But these people in front of them are not fanatical, usually you can’t feel the slightest madness in them, and sacrifice almost never appeared in Mo Yunhai. The first elder always believed that Mo Yunhai was the Tianhuan of the smaller one. Like Tianhuan, they talk about interests, just like a group of businessmen, always counting with their fingers, what they can get.

According to rumors, Zuo Mo has never done a loss-making business.

In the eyes of the first elder, Mo Yunhai’s ferocity is just for them to get more benefits, just like their cunning.

It was only now that the Great Elder knew that he was wrong, and it was outrageously wrong. The similarity between Mo Yunhai and Tianhuan is only superficial. It was not until the real life and death that they could feel the difference between the two.

Tianhuan is a real businessman, Mo Yunhai just looks like a businessman.

They are like a pack of wolves.

When Zuo Mo, the alpha wolf, decided to sacrifice, no one fled, and everyone chose the same path.

Even if they know that such a choice does not have much value, even if they know that such a choice will only bury them in the end.

But they still make that choice!

Because they have decided to follow that figure!

The first elder didn’t know why Zuo Mo was able to do this, his charisma? Benefit? Kindness?

What a terrible cohesion!

The first elder was stunned and moved. He stared at the young man floating in the flame. He didn’t know why this young man could let so many people sacrifice their lives to follow his figure, just like he didn’t know what it was, giving these people such power of cohesion.

But he knew that this power was powerful enough to change a lot.

Tianhuan does not have such power, and Tianhuan has lost even their original power.

Just like those vows that year, dissipated in the wind.

Look at those Tianhuan disciples who are hurriedly away, and look at these young Mo Yunhai who are desperately burning themselves, the inexplicable sadness surfaced in the heart of the first elder. To this day, he finally knew why Mo Yunhai was able to defeat Tianhuan.

Yes, Tianhuan’s failure has long been doomed!

He finally understood that he had no joy in his heart.

A sigh filled his heart, the Great Elder put aside his distracting thoughts, and his expression became solemn. After this battle, he decided to reshape the soul of Tianhuan’s banner, Tianhuan, just like the Mo Yunhai teenagers in front of him, just like the teenagers who swore with him back then!

For Tianhuan! For faith!

bring it on! The king of Mo Yunhai!

The Great Elder bowed solemnly to Zuo Mo in the flames.

In an unobtrusive corner, many pairs of eyes were watching what was happening in the sky in the distance.

His expression was complicated.

There is surprise, respect, regret, killing intent, and relief.

Everyone around him involuntarily showed some respect on their faces, and those people in the sky deserve their respect.

“I didn’t expect Mo Yunhai to be so terrifying! These people are really a bunch of lunatics! Fortunately, the old man Tianhuan blocked this for us. Otherwise, even if we can defeat Mo Yunhai, Mo Yunhai’s death must be very powerful!”

Lin Qian was silent, this battle shocked him greatly.

Not only him, but the other Kunlunzi around him were shocked.

“Find Zhong De first.” Someone said.

“That’s right, let them burn all jade and stone and hurt both sides. Let’s take advantage of the chaos to kill Zhong De. The day of Kunlun’s unification is just around the corner!” Another disciple agreed.

Everyone is nodding. In such a tragic battle in front of them, a lose-lose situation has been formed, and Kunlun has become the only beneficiary. And this time when Zhong De’s protective power is the weakest, if they can take the opportunity to kill Zhong De, Xi Xuan will inevitably fall into chaos.

This time, they planned for a long time and used almost all their strength. Their goal is the same as Tianhuan, Zhong De! In order to achieve a one-hit kill, Lin Qian personally went into action.

Once Zhong De dies, Xixuan will be in chaos!

Kunlun took advantage of the situation.

They didn’t expect the situation to develop better than they imagined, and Tianhuan and Mo Yunhai actually hit such a tragic level. The amazing cohesion displayed by Mo Yunhai, even Kunlun, also felt a great sense of oppression.

After this battle, there will be no more Mo Yunhai!

These disciples with eyes higher than the top couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief at the same time.

Lin Qian nodded: “Everyone is separated, be careful not to attract the attention of those people, find Zhong De, and send a letter immediately! Our goal is still Zhong De! Now is not the time to relax, everyone cheer up and don’t fall short.”

Everyone nodded in unison and disappeared.

Lin Qian didn’t move. He took the initiative to come out because he knew that there were a large number of experts around Zuo Mo. Now the masters of Zuo Mo and Mo Yunhai are all attracted by the Great Elder Tianhuan, and the protection around Zhong De is fragile, and he does not need to do anything at all.

His mind was firmly attracted by the battle in front of him.

No one knew that the Primordial Divine Sword in his hand was constantly trembling, faintly feeling it.

Is this Mo Yunhai…

Zuo Mo’s mind was blank, the surroundings were golden, and he seemed to be struggling in a sea of fire.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard a faint whisper.

“I am the king of Mo Yunhai!”

…

This murmur was so faint that it was almost inaudible, but Zuo Mo heard it. For some reason, he could hear it clearly, but at this time, his sanity was blurred.

This voice is so familiar…

so hot… so painful…

This is where……

…

“I am the king of Mo Yunhai!”

…

The king of Mo Yunhai?

This sentence seemed to have some kind of magical power, and Zuo Mo’s scattered thoughts gathered little by little with this sentence.

I am the king of Mo Yunhai…

Zuo Mo couldn’t open his eyes, his eyelids were as heavy as mountains. He felt that his body was like a volcano on the verge of eruption. If he was not careful, it would burst open.

“I am the king of Mo Yunhai!”

Zuo Mo, who gradually regained some lucidity, finally realized that it was himself who had been dreaming all the time.

Ah! Did not disappoint everyone…

This unfounded emotion made him feel a little stronger.

That’s right! I am the king of Mo Yunhai!

I want to wake up!

I want to fight!

I want to protect the ghost!

I want to protect everyone!

…

The distracted Zuo Mo kept saying to himself over and over again in his heart like he was chanting a scripture.

His voice was weak, but unknowingly, he became more and more determined.

The power gathered like a stream, and the scattered consciousness was concentrated little by little.

He held his eyelids with all his strength, and a ray of light came into his field of vision!

He smiled, like a burning flame.

bring it on! old man!