Chapter 1249: The final battle (2)

Leading the Wan Mo Army as a vanguard, he surrounded Taohua Forest with death. He sat on the head of the horned head and raised the magic sword in his hands. The Wan Mo Army behind him looked at the men in the middle of the Taohua Forest aggressively. As soon as they gave their orders, they rushed up and tore the people inside.
"People of the Nu Wa race, the acquaintances hurriedly handed out the remaining four artifacts, otherwise they would flatten the entire Phantom Island." At the sign of the demon, he pointed at the peach blossom forest with a magic sword and yelled loudly. With.
"The evil dragon emperor should tell you that all five artifacts have recognized the Lord, even if they have no knowledge or common sense, they should understand that once I recognize the Lord's five artifacts, I can't give it to you even if I want to give it to you." Leng Yetong Qingqing His voice came from the peach blossom forest. He disappeared but heard his voice. The voice paused slightly, and continued, "And I don't think Phantom Island is in a state of being unset."
Leng Ye was stunned, but he did not dare to act lightly without instructions from Mozun, gritted his teeth, and stared at the man in the peach forest, turning his head to look at Mozun, waiting for his next step. Instructions.
"Except her, one is not left." Mozun heard a moment's stagnation when he heard the voice just now, and seemed to think of some good clips in the past. A slight smile appeared on the cold face. Looking back, he noticed the resignation, and frowned slightly, commanding coldly.
"Yes, the commander-in-chief." Although Kui Ming was not particularly satisfied with Mozun's decision, he said nothing to refute. After all, in the demons, the demon is just like the emperor of mankind, and the words spoken cannot be refuted, whether right or wrong.
"Kill! Except for the woman of the Nu Wa tribe, let's not kill anyone else!" Turned around and gave an order to the Wan Mo army, the magic sword falling, and the Wan Mo army behind him gave a deafening roar, Then rushed into the peach forest.
"Wang Zun, I'm afraid that's not good." A man who looked like a scholar near Mo Zun shook his folding fan, frowned slightly, and said disapprovingly, "The woman is very strong, If the grass is not cut off, the consequences will be endless. "
"My dear knows." Mozun stared deeply into the depths of Taohualin, and said with nostalgia, "But Yan Yan, you have to know, this deity is reluctant to kill her, even if she knows that she is not her original, But this seat is still reluctant. "
"Ah, Wang Zun, why are you suffering?" Ji Yan seemed to want to say something to persuade, but looking at Mo Zun's persevering eyes, all his persuasion turned into a sigh. No matter whether it was 10,000 years ago or 10,000 years later, she has always been an unavoidable robber. Even if she seals her own hand, she still can't kill her.
Mozun looked at Taohualin with a deep nostalgia, his eyes seemed to be able to pass through the layers to prevent him from seeing his soul-breaking person. It's been 10,000 years and he has thought of her for 10,000 years, but he is still the enemy. Mozun lowered his head slightly, and a bitter smile was drawn on his lips. Maybe this is fate. No matter how many lives have passed, as long as he is still in the position of Mozun, they will always be enemies.
In fact, what Mozun doesn't know is that if he can appear next to Leng Yetong at the beginning, and give her the warmth that Baili Liumo once gave her, then even if he is Mozun, even if he is in the world, he will paint his soul. Leng Yetong will still do everything to stand on his side. She is not a kind person, what does he do with her life and death? She always cares about her people.