Chapter 1300: Reinventing grace

The harshness of these words made the anger of the Mozu people screaming upwards, especially Chiyou, whose eyes were red and violently turned, staring at the direction of the sound source. (8) (1) ΔΔ文网WwんW. 『81.Zw. COM
A black dot flashed to a point not far away, surrounded by hands, a look of the look of the show, the contempt and disdain in the eyes revealed.
Chiu’s pupils shrank and gnashed their teeth and said,
Mo evil!

Mo Xie Yangtian laughed: "Chou You, you never dreamed that you would become like this, will there be such a day?"
"Mo evil, don't talk about the wind. At least, I am still alive, and your loyal master has long since died."
Mo Xie said quietly: "The resurrection of the master is imminent, and your words have no meaning at all."
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"Oh, it seems that what you call the more important thing is to let the wild land reproduce the world? Unfortunately, you have failed." Mo Xie fell down.
Quyou said coldly: "Do you think that you can resurrect the Yellow Emperor?"
"I am not as stupid as you are, and every time I was destroyed by Tang Yan."
"Don't you? Isn't the soul of Jinwu and the totem of life not destroyed by Tang Yan?"
Mo Xie did not fall into the trap, calmly said: "But he did not completely destroy, so that the situation can not be saved. Now, the plan is all right, even if Tang Yan can not destroy."
"Looking at you so confident, is the resurrection of the Yellow Emperor a nail-biting thing?" asked Chiu.
Mo Xie smiled and said everything.
Chi You hated it in his heart, but he couldn’t help but he didn’t know what the other party had in the plan and it couldn’t be destroyed.
When he thinks that the Yellow Emperor will be resurrected and will face his own enemies, he will be unable to restrain the anger of his heart.
From then on, he not only has to face Tang Yin, but also faces the Yellow Emperor. This is equivalent to being attacked by the back, and his situation will be very dangerous.
He made a good move and said with kindness: "Mo Xie, you and I are people of an era. Although it is an enemy, it can be regarded as a meeting, and there is something I have to remind you."
"Oh, when did you become so kind?" Mo Xie said slyly, he did not believe in Chiyou's so-called good intentions.
"This is just a suggestion that old acquaintances give you."
Mo Xie’s eyebrows were picked and said with interest:
So what do I have to listen to?

"Killing Tang Yan, especially at this time, he consumes a huge amount, kills him, no one can destroy your good deeds."
Mo Xie gave a slight glimpse and laughed: "Haha, Chiyou, you are really dead. I want to provoke me to clear the obstacles for you at this time. Do you think you are a smart person in the world?"
Chi You was acquainted with the motives, did not panic, and calmly said: "Is it unreasonable? Even if the Yellow Emperor is resurrected, Tang Yan will become his enemy in the future, and even his heart will be greatly affected."
Mo Xie shook his head: "Although I admit that Tang Yan is not ordinary, I have to say that you have looked too heavy for him, and he is even more like the master."
Obviously, although Mo Xie thinks that Tang Yan is very powerful and is also a difficult role, he may threaten him, but he does not believe that Tang Yan can threaten the Yellow Emperor.
After listening to Chiyou's suggestion, I can't help but feel ridiculous.
Chiyou shook his head and sighed: "You guys who are very self-sufficient and have no one in sight, tens of thousands of years have passed, and it still looks like this."
"I don't need you to teach. Instead, you, repeatedly suffered in the hands of Don Juan, can only explain that you are too weak. At that time, you are not the opponent of the master. Now, you are not the opponent of the master. If so, then Not to wait until the owner comes to work, I will solve you first."
Mo Xie said, killing the air.
It’s a shame and shame that he was so stunned by the Yellow Emperor.
You must know that he could crush the evil spirits at that time. The only one who can fight against him is the Yellow Emperor.
This kind of front and back contrast made Chiu’s lungs almost burst.
"Mo Xie, you dare to yell in front of me, I don't know how to write it. In the past, you survived, but now, you will die, you will be frustrated, you will never turn over, you will not be resurrected. Opportunity."
"St. Jun, kill him!"
With a slap in the face, the sacred priest who has already resolved the wildness just finds an opportunity to vent his anger.
Hey!
The saints sang a heavenly axe, and the cold light flashed, aiming at Mo Xie.
Mo Xie did not fear, sneered: "You especially thought that I am a person?"
Chiyou brows a pick, there is a bad feeling.
Sure enough, I saw Mo Xie raise his hand, a ring on his finger, a flash of light, the black crowd appeared behind him.
Liu Wuxin and Ye Meiyu are in the crowd.
In the battle of the life totem, the two men fled and suffered injuries. Now that the injury has healed, the repair seems to have improved a lot, and it is full of enthusiasm and enthusiasm.

Storage ring!
Quyou’s heart stunned and shouted in disappointment.
You have such a magic weapon.

This is the pain in Chiyou's heart. Although he has been resurrected for a long time, he also has the war spirit sword, which is always a kind of high-end storage magic weapon.
Mo Xie actually took the lead in possessing such a magic weapon, and he was able to carry a soldier with him. He was alone, almost nowhere to go.
Whether it is a sneak attack or a battle, it will be even more unexpected and the power will increase.
Mo Xie raised his hand and looked at the ring on his finger. He smiled and said, "Yes, the storage ring, he is called the ring of the Mi."
"A broken ring, what's great." You especially said with disdain.
Mo Xie shrugged and said: "It's nothing great, but you don't have it."
This sentence is very embarrassing, completely poked the pain of Chiyou, ignited his anger, he snarled hysterically: "kill them, kill!"
The Holy King took the lead and led the exhausted Mozu, stimulating the remaining fighting forces, and smashed it with the Emperor tribe in the blink of an eye.
Shouting and killing sounds through the sky, and the blood is red and half-day.
Tang Hao and others returned to the top of Mount Tai, and there is no such fierce battle. Otherwise, he must also blend in one foot.
Looking at the hustle and bustle of Mount Taishan, especially those dying and hurting comrades on the ground, everyone was silent.
This battle was the most tragic one in Tang’s history, with the largest number of casualties. He realized that he could not really protect everyone’s life.
Manpower is exhaustive. Although he is full of confidence, there are things in the world that he can't do.
A repressed atmosphere is brewing in everyone's mind.
Many people squatted red eyes, picked up their dead companions, wiped off the blood on their faces, and burst into tears.
Who said that men do not flick, just because they are not sad.
This scene is the best proof.
Although Tang Yin did not cry, but the emotions in his heart were more painful than tears. He realized that one sentence, one command can affect many people, and even affect their life and death.
The so-called, the more you have, the greater the responsibility, and he has profoundly realized this.
Among the dead, there are not only the witches, but also the warriors, and some of the elites in the palace. This is the temporary transfer of Li Xiaotian.
Therefore, watching people with so many different identities fall together, it is very shocking.
"What should I do now?" asked Tianzenzi.
Tang Yan’s gaze swept through the battlefield a little bit, and seemed to be unwilling to let go of any detail. He wanted to imprint this scene in his mind.
No one urged him, just watching him all the time.
After this battle, he has become the core of everyone.
"All the comrades who sacrificed to bring it back, we have to be buried, let them look under the nine springs." Tang Yan said with a voice, the voice said deep.
"Yes!" The answer also contains complex inductive, deafening.
Next, everyone figured out the remains of their comrades in an orderly manner, because there were also demons among the dead.
Many people are holding each other together, constantly smashing and killing, and eventually die together, and the death is very fierce.
The warrior is not without merit. Many warriors eventually use the life to kill the repairers, or several warriors work together to encircle the repairers.
The role of the military in this battle explained to the world his combat effectiveness and role.
Tang Hao has never despised the martial artists. After all, there are too many warriors around him, not to mention the martial arts of the lord Ji.
The chess masters he created are also extremely difficult to break, and which repairer dares to say that he is not as good as Ji?
It is precisely because of this attitude that he won the Yan family's guilt, even if it is known that there will be death and injury, and there are still many, Yan family still do not care to send people to support.
Tang Yan walked to the elders of the witches, and the witches gathered around him.
The Witches on the altar were very wounded. Although they finally returned to a life, they had to heal for a while before they could fully recover.
But at this moment, the witches reunite, sweeping away the previous haze, you have me, I have your hands holding each other, and you can't stop talking, it seems to have a thousand words.
This is the most real reaction of people who have experienced the test of life and death.
Seeing Tang Yan coming, the witches stopped talking and stared at him with enthusiasm. They hanged down deeply and shouted reverently: "Master!"
This sentence is self-sufficient.
Tang Yan did not correct, the Wu people have made their choice, respect him as the main, if it is respected and not, it will also attack the mood of the witch.
Tang Yan solemnly nodded, shaking hands one after another with them, shaking each other's hands with great strength.
In the end, when Tang Yan held the hand of the elder, the two eyes met, and Tang Yi said with a strong heart: "The elders, let you suffer."
The elder shook his head excitedly: "No. Master, our whole family is grateful for your help."
After a pause, the elder said mysteriously: "And, reinvent the grace."
"The grace of re-creation?" Tang Yan looked at him in a heart and looked at him suspiciously.