Chapter 59: Not needed

"Resentment is a very rare phenomenon." Jie Ling's voice revealed a dignified voice, "When a creature accumulates resentment to an extreme point and willingly abandons its soul, it will turn into a terrible evil."
"Once he becomes an evil thought, his strength will be greatly improved, and he will have an extreme greed for the lives of creatures."
"The more creatures swallowed by evil thoughts, the stronger the strength. There is no end to this process!"
so smart?
Luo Xiaoman frowned. In her previous life, she had never encountered the evil thoughts of resentment, and she had gained a lot of knowledge in this life.
"With Mo Yuan's strength, I'm afraid it's not the opponent of this evil thought." Jie Ling looked at Mo Yuan and said worriedly.
"No! I believe him." Luo Xiaoman curled his lips and looked at Mo Yuan with trust. "He can definitely!"
Jie Ling looked helpless.
This is an evil thought formed by frost fangs resentment, its strength is amazing, and it is definitely not something that can be dealt with by a nine-layer pill formation stage.
Especially, Xie Nian still doesn't know the pain, and the cruelty is abnormal. Even if all the people here come together, they can't be opponents.
Little master, where do you come from?
"Roar!!"
Under a burst of anger, the frost fangs had been completely swallowed by the black energy and turned into a cruel evil thought.
This evil thought retains its original appearance, but the whole body is pitch black with black aura surrounding it, which is very terrifying.
"Not good." Luo Qingyi frowned and looked at Frost Fang with a worried look. "This monster seems to have been swallowed by some power, and it has become extremely cruel and powerful."
"Brother, let's do it." Luo Qinghen looked solemn, tightening the axe in his hand, and said solemnly, "Mo Yuan alone, I'm afraid I can't handle it."
"No need."
Suddenly, Mo Yuan's cold voice floated over, causing everyone to tremble.
His upright body, in front of the frost fangs, is so thin and so small, but it is such a thin and small body, but it is like a benchmark, and it does not fall.
"Is this Mo Yuan crazy?" Luo Qinghen's eyes widened and said with a puzzled expression: "Even if you want to be handsome, you have to do what you can..."
Before he finished speaking, Mo Yuan waved a fierce power over his heart.
Mo Yuan bowed slightly and put his right hand on the hilt, like a beast about to pounce, his eyes flashed with sharp cold light, locking the frost fangs in front of him.
"No! Even if Mo Yuan tried his best, there would be no way to kill this evil thought." Jie Ling said with a solemn expression, "This guy is just doing his best!"
"Are you brave?" Luo Xiaoman smiled, resting his chin in his small hand, looking at Mo Yuan with scorching eyes. "He, know what he is doing?"
"Ah! Little Master, that's all about Mo Yuan's madness, why are you mad together?" Jie Ling said helplessly, "If Mo Yuan can't stop us, we can't escape. And once this evil thought intrudes In the human world, more creatures will be swallowed and turned into his power."
He can imagine that this evil thought will become stronger and stronger, and by then, even the strongest cultivator will not necessarily be an opponent.
"Huh, what is Mo Yuan doing?" Suddenly, Luo Qinghen's pupils shrank, and the group of vitality around Mo Yuan quickly merged into the long sword.
Cang!
A blast of swords blasted, ripples rippling out, twitching Mo Yuan's ponytail, turning his clothes, making him stand proudly in the world like a of killing.