Chapter 3851: Mo Xueming's plan

Sirius kept calculating in his heart, and even wanted to make his last effort for Heavenly Dao Palace!
After all, a traitor like Mo Xueming would never understand it for a lifetime.
Wow!
Mo Xueming swung his sword through the void, cut out a space tunnel, and took the Sirius back to the palace.
After a while, the two returned to the palace of the underworld.
The magnificent and majestic palaces are endless.
The endless magical energy shows the monstrous majesty.
As soon as Mo Xueming stepped into this place, he seemed to have mastered the supreme rules and became the master of the magic path, with terrifying majesty and suffocation.
Sirius's face was solemn, without much fluctuation.
The appearance of the palace of the underworld was a bit worse than the palace of heaven.
As for Mo Xueming, such a despicable villain, in the eyes of Sirius, naturally can't compare with Xuanyuan Moxie.
"Sir Sirius, please."
Mo Xueming made an inviting gesture and led Sirius into the depths of the Underworld Hall.
Sirius followed him. On both sides of the road, the disciples of the Underworld Hall stood neatly. When they saw them, they shouted in unison: "Welcome the Lord of the Hall, Sir Sirius!"
Obviously Mo Xueming arranged it in advance.
Sirius was still unmoved, these disciples were mediocre, and there was nothing special about them, and Heavenly Dao Palace grabbed a lot.
"Master Sirius, as far as I know, Xuanyuan Moxie is also a traitor, right?"
Mo Xueming and Sirius talked as they walked and said, "He betrayed the Master Killer back then, and his sins were horrendous. Why did you take refuge in him instead of me?"
Sirius snorted and said, "Master Xuanyuan killed the teacher, not for betrayal, but to prove Dao by killing!"
"In order to make a breakthrough in proving the path, to break the friendship between master and apprentice, this is great courage!"
"Master Xuanyuan's realm, can you a traitor understand?"
Sirius had a traitor on the left and a traitor on the right, constantly mocking, but Mo Xueming was still not angry and remained calm.
"This guy is really thick-skinned."
Sirius looked at him, cursing secretly in his heart.
He also wanted to anger Mo Xueming, looking for opportunities to report, but he didn't expect that Mo Xueming's face was very thick, and he didn't care when others called him a traitor.
"Sir Sirius, don't be angry, let me show you the real greatness of my palace."
Mo Xueming made gestures and brought Sirius to a tomb.
This mausoleum was built very spectacularly, made of superb white jade stones, and carved with golden runes on it, but there is no devilish energy, only the breath of ancient gods.
"Why, Mo Xueming, you have even repaired the tomb? You have cut off the idea of ​​ascending to the upper realm, and plan to exhaust everything here and fall to death?"
Sirius looked around the tomb and said.
"Hehe, ascending to the upper realm, where is it so easy, it's okay to leave a way out."
Mo Xueming smiled: "Come with me, the grand atmosphere of my palace is hidden under this tomb."
"I wish to see the details."
Sirius is also a little interested, I don't know what Mo Xueming's real trump card is, can it really compete against Heavenly Dao Palace?
Right now, Sirius followed Mo Xueming and stepped into the ground of the tomb.
Inside the mausoleum, the decoration is very luxurious, the dome is inlaid with precious stones, and mithril is also smelted, creating a water galaxy surrounding the mausoleum, which is simply spectacular.
Here, it is much more spectacular than Sogo Tomb Mansion,
Sirius looked a little surprised. To build such a luxurious mausoleum would have to consume huge resources and resources, which shows the depth of the Underworld Palace.
Moreover, Sirius saw that there were many runes on the walls of the tomb, with very unique spatial laws.
The existence of these runes makes the mausoleum a unique world, similar to the small world of Tiandao Palace.
Not long after, Mo Xueming brought Sirius to the center of the earth.
Here is a huge square.
In the square, there is a neat army!
The number of troops in the army is as many as 100,000, and they are all brave and tenacious, showing a strong momentum.
"this is!"
Sirius looked at the army in front of him, completely shocked.
It turns out that these 100,000 troops are Mo Xueming's trump card against Tiandao Palace!
This group of troops, not knowing how they were restricted by magic techniques, stood still like sculptures, only their eyes were turning slightly.
There is a dark magic mark on the eyebrows of every soldier, exuding a fierce breath, which makes people fearful.
Sirius has a feeling, it seems that Mo Ji is resurrected, and this group of troops will explode with shocking power, crushing mountains and rivers and crushing Heavenly Dao Palace.
"The elder who disappeared from the Heavenly Dao Palace is also in it. Take a closer look."
Mo Xueming pointed his finger at a distance, and narrowed his eyes triumphantly.
Sirius looked around and found many familiar faces as expected.
All are the elders who mysteriously disappeared from Tiandao Palace!
Those elders who had disappeared were brought here by Mo Xueming and acted as his trump card.
"My team bears the imprint of the monstrous magic path. As long as I give an order, a hundred thousand demon army will rush out, it will be enough to flatten the world."
"This is my trump card against Tiandao Palace!"
"how is it?"
Mo Xueming opened his arms, as if he was about to embrace the whole world, his eyes were filled with the look of a heroic hegemony.
Back then, he took refuge in an extraterritorial demon, and in front of Xuanyuan Moxie, he was just a bug-like existence.
But today, he founded the foundation of the Underworld, and his status and cultivation base are not known to be much higher than Sirius.
Inviting Sirius to step into the mausoleum and watch the demon army, Mo Xueming also seemed to show off.
He wanted to tell Sirius that he was no longer a trash of the past, but now he is the master of the hall of darkness, oppressing the kingdom of God, enough to counter Xuanyuan Moxie!
Sirius was silent, and he didn't expect Mo Xueming to secretly hide an army.
"When my Zhutian Divine Sword Art is practiced to the level of proficiency, I will release one hundred thousand flying swords and give them to my subordinates."
"At that time, every demon soldier will have a Hong Mongol sword in his hand. Can your Heavenly Dao Palace stop the killing of 100,000 Hong Mongol swords?"
Mo Xueming stared at Sirius, his eyes exploded.
Hearing this, Sirius' body was shocked, and his heart was even more shocked.
If Mo Xueming's plan is really realized, this will definitely be a disaster for Heavenly Dao Palace!
One hundred thousand Hong Mongol swords ~EbookFREE.me~ It is impossible to use Mo Xueming alone.
However, his plan was to distribute the Hong Mongol sword, one for each.
One hundred thousand magic soldiers, one hundred thousand Hong Mongol swords, this picture is shocking to think about.
"How, are you willing to take refuge in me now?"
Mo Xuemingzhi was proud, and said with a smile.
Sirius gritted his teeth, his eyes flickering, and said: "I...I think about it."
He really didn't want to betray, if he could, he would rather die than take refuge in Mo Xueming.
But the problem is that he can't die now.
Because he still has very important information in his hand, he has not reported to Xuanyuan Moxie.
(End of this chapter)