"Okay..." Mo Xiao stared into her eyes, breathed out hard, and then said slowly, "Take my spiritual root."

"!"

As soon as these words came out, the other Spirit Tribe people who rushed over quickly were shocked.

"Your Highness!"

Maple Ling stared at Mo Xiao blankly, tears still falling: "Brother..."

The spiritual root is the foundation of a cultivator. How can one give up the spiritual root?

"Your Highness, you are injured, you'd better treat him quickly!" An attendant was about to step forward and help him up.

"It's useless." Mo Xiao raised his head and stopped them with his eyes. He was very calm, almost indifferent, "The poison has penetrated into my heart, unless there is a Supreme Dzogchen who uses his lifelong cultivation to force out the poison for me...

…”

He looked at the woman in purple indifferently: "But if this happens, the Supreme Being of Dzogchen Heaven will also die."

Hearing this sentence, Jun Muqian frowned.

The Supreme Being of Dzogchen Heaven is so difficult to find that all the souls can be counted with one slap.

What's more, even if they could find him, they wouldn't be willing to trade their lives for Mo Xiao's.

After finally understanding a law, cultivating to Dzogchen, and immediately ascending to the total plane, how could you possibly destroy your future?

For the first time, Jun Muqian felt that she had killed her enemy too early. If she had not killed Yu Qingzi, but just imprisoned him...

Now, he can be forced to trade his life for his life.

Rong Qing also squatted down, right next to Jun Muqian.

He just took a look, and what he said was concise and concise, but also very cruel: "It's hopeless."

"..."

Jun Muqian was silent, neither of them were doctors, nor were they proficient in alchemy.

Even though Rong Qing's cultivation level is extremely high, he is not at the top in any field.

At this moment, Mo Xiao's situation has reached the most critical stage, and he can't wait for her to contact Hua Li.

"Right now!" Mo Xiao also knew that he would definitely not be able to live any longer. He glared sharply and raised his voice suddenly, "Take my spiritual root away! Take it away quickly!"

When he said the last three words, he couldn't hold it back and vomited out a mouthful of black blood.

"Brother! Brother!" Maple Ling cried heartbreakingly and was hugged tightly by the maid who came over. "Brother, you don't want to die!"

"Your Highness..." The attendants couldn't help but choked up, and they couldn't suppress it even when they covered their mouths.

Their Highness is still so young, how could he...

Jun Muxian still didn't move.

Because of her spirit-devouring body, she cannot actively devour other people's spiritual roots.

Even if Mo Xiao voluntarily gave her his spiritual magic root, she couldn't take it away.

Jun Muqian's eyes darkened.

Mo Xiao naturally knew this. His words meant that he wanted her to end his life with her own hands.

"I'm not here for you, I'm not that kind." Mo Xiao looked cold and indifferent as before, "But I'm going to die."

"I have always said to myself, if I, Mo Xiao, want to die, I must die on the battlefield! Only in that way can I die a worthy death."

Jun Muqian was shocked.

"Cough cough cough..." Mo Xiao coughed again, "This wish cannot be realized, but I must die worthy."

"I gave you my spiritual root not to kidnap you to help me protect the spiritual clan."

"The situation is serious now. If I leave, others will continue to leave. The remaining people should also be able to protect themselves."

Having said this, Mo Xiao turned his head and glanced at Maple Ling, who had fainted from crying.

He smiled lightly, with unprecedented tenderness: "My sister is very close to you. If you can, please take care of her."

"She will be the king of the Spiritual Tribe in the future, so there is no need to spoil her. If anything happens, she must learn to bear it on her own."

Mo Xiao whispered: "I should have taught her these things, but I was too selfish and wanted her to live a carefree life for a few more years. I didn't expect..."

Jun Muqian was silent for a moment and whispered: "I will."

"You are very talented. If you take away my spiritual root, your strength will greatly increase." Mo Xiao's eyes became sharper and his speech became smoother. This was obviously a sign of a comeback.

Jun Muqian keenly discovered the point: "Have you known me before?"

She had already noticed it when Mo Xiao helped her at the Mu family banquet.

Mo Xiao is a cold person, and I am afraid that Maple Ling is the only one he cares about.

Hearing these words, Mo Xiao smiled lightly: "You have a good father."

Jun Muqian was startled, remembering that when talking to Mu Chenbai about the past, he once said that he had also been to the Glory of the Holy Spirit.

Saved an Eldar child from a fallen species.

The antecedents turned out to have been buried a long time ago.

"The Wanling Continent is about to be destroyed." Mo Xiao turned his head with great effort, glanced at the huge Mount Sumeru and the lingering dark forces, and murmured softly, "The wind disaster has arrived. I don't know, who are the remaining people?"

How long can you live?"

"Wind disaster?" Jun Muqian's eyes narrowed, "The disaster of the world?"

Mo Xiao hummed lightly: "It's a pity that even though my father and the others sacrificed their lives, they couldn't find a way to break the wind calamity."

After a moment of silence, he suddenly said: "The fallen species is Ye Ze."

"It turns out it's him!" Jun Muqian's eyes turned cold, "Hidden so deeply!"

Your Majesty may have had some guesses, otherwise he would not have said that there was more than one betrayer.

"You must...find the person behind Ye Ze." Mo Xiao's hands were straining, and veins popped out, "He was deceived, and the person behind him is the real culprit."

"This person wants to destroy the Lingxuan world."

Jun Muqian's eyes became even colder: "You don't need to tell me, I can do it too."

Fallen species will naturally not appear without reason.

So who created the Fallen Species, and which Eldar race became the first Fallen Species?

What's more, the fallen species also took action against her master, and there was no way she wouldn't retaliate.

"I'm done." Mo Xiao relaxed his hand and said calmly, "Let's do it."

"..."

There was another long silence.

After a long while, Jun Muqian raised his hand, trembling slightly.

She couldn't bear it, so she closed her eyes and said hoarsely: "Let's go..."

The gentle soul power surged out, ending Mo Xiao's life in the gentlest way.

He was still leaning against the tree, his face white and as if he was still alive.

But this time, he was really silent.

The guards around him turned away, covered their mouths hard, and their bodies were shaking violently.

And at the moment Mo Xiao died!

"Buzz——"

Jun Muqian suddenly felt that the soul-devouring body that had been dormant for a long time began to come alive again.

"Whoosh!"

The white light between Mo Xiao's brows suddenly flashed, and then erupted into an even more intense and dazzling light.

Without any hindrance, the spiritual magic root slowly left the body.

This time, it was different from the previous two swallows.

Jun Muqian could clearly see the appearance of the spiritual root. She saw the spiritual root lingering around Mo Xiao for seven times before moving towards her.

At this moment, she even used the power of her soul to hear the miserable screams coming from her spiritual roots.

Just like the Suan Ni that was forcibly dug up by Mu Zhi, this spiritual magic root makes people feel even more intense.

Even Jun Muxian almost lost his composure.

The spiritual magic root quickly penetrated into the center of her eyebrows, white light circulated, and it made a buzzing sound.

With the woman in purple as the center, spiritual energy and elements within a hundred miles radius rushed towards her.

The surrounding area was completely vacuumed!

"Buzz-"
To be continued...