The Silver Eye Man did not take action because Hei Zun and Xue Wu had already arrived.

The two of them had extremely red eyes and terrifying murderous intent appeared all over their bodies. Since the mission had been completed, the Silver Eye Man didn't want to continue to entangle. As for the seriously injured Bing Wuyuan, although he wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of it, Bing Wuyuan was a quasi-emperor after all, and even if he was seriously injured, he would have the power to fight back. If he was too excited and burned everything at the cost of it, it would be troublesome.

Losing a quasi-emperor has eliminated two major disasters. In the eyes of Yinmouren, this deal is not a loss, but it is profitable.

"Enjoy the pain of Xizhe back then." After glanced at Lin Mo, the silver-eyed man retreated into the purple mist.

The half-step emperor also quietly retreated.

As for the other people's words, they also retreated into the purple mist.

Bing Wuyuan came to Lin Mo with a stern expression. He clenched his fists tightly. He suffered such a huge loss. Even Xize paid the price of his life, but in the end he failed.

The black master was silent.

Things had already happened, and they tried their best, and in the end Lin Mo still embarked on Xizhe's old path.

Xi Ze was gradually depressed because of this ancient and strange poison. The terrible part of this poison did not destroy a person at once, but was like a maggot on his bones, gradually weakening the poisoned person, allowing the poisoned person to be wiped out little by little.

Even if a person who is as tough as Xizhe thought of dying back then.

Originally, after two hundred years, a young generation of people surpassed Xize, but unexpectedly, they finally followed Xize's old path and followed his footsteps.

It's a pity, it's a hateful thing.

Bing Wuyuan gritted his teeth tightly, his heart was filled with self-blame, and he was ashamed of Xi Ze's entrustment.

Xi Ze told him before he died that he would have to save Lin Mo even if he paid the price of his life. However, he failed to do so, and Lin Mo was eventually ruined, and it was still under his nose.

"When I break into the emperor, I will sacrifice the heads of the four of them to Xize and Lord Xiangru." Heizun's voice was extremely cold and full of hatred. He moved his body and left with Xue Wupokong.

It’s not that Black Lord is cold-blooded and ruthless, but that he knows that the poison in Lin Mo is completely unsolvable. Even Xi Ze, who is a wise demon in the divine city, has been unable to remove this poison after two hundred years, let alone Lin Mo.

Bing Wuyuan did not leave, but looked at Lin Mo with regret and heartache.

It can be said that Lin Mo is the most outstanding person he has ever seen, and is even more amazing than Xi Ze back then. Unfortunately, he failed to survive this disaster. Breaking into the Human Emperor Realm not only requires encountering the great disaster of heaven and earth, but also other disasters. Although Lin Mo has survived the great disaster of heaven and earth, he has not survived other disasters, so it cannot be considered a complete breakthrough into the Human Emperor Realm.

"Okay, stop pretending, they are all gone." A familiar voice suddenly rang in Bing Wuyuan's mind.

"Xi Ze?" Bing Wuyuan was stunned on the spot.

"Do you think I'm not dead? I'm dead, but I'm alive in another way. Open your sea of ​​consciousness and let's talk together." Xize said.

Bing Wuyuan did not ask, but opened the sea of ​​consciousness.

After the sea of ​​consciousness is opened.

Xi Ze's body emerged. Looking at Xi Ze's body approaching a transparent state, Bing Wuyuan was stunned and asked in shock: "Isn't your soul broken long ago? How can it still exist in the form of a soul?"

"Are you very surprised?" Xizhi raised his eyebrows.

Seeing that Bing Wuyuan really wanted to beat him up, this guy really needs to be dealt with. He is already dead and still looks like he is willing to give up.

"Actually it's very simple. Lin Mo has a soul servant called it. By the way, it's called Ji Wuqing. This guy didn't know where he got an extremely ancient soul refining method, which can only be used in a crisis of life and death, so that the residual soul can be transformed into a special soul to survive. And I have the foresight, so I asked Lin Mo to ask for this method for later use. Unexpectedly, I really used it." Xi Ze said with a smile.

"What does it mean that you have foresight? It is clear that I will reserve it for you first." A thunderous sound sounded, shaking Bing Wuyuan's sea of ​​consciousness shaking, and Bing Wuyuan's face turned pale on the spot.

When I saw Lin Mo's ten thousand-year soul with various divine flowers blooming all over his body appear in his sea of ​​consciousness, Bing Wuyuan was almost scared to death.

Can you narrow down a little? Is this big enough to shatter my sea of ​​consciousness?

Bing Wuyuan was furious as thunder. Lin Mo's ten thousand-year-old soul was too big, and his sea of ​​consciousness was making a crackling sound. He was worried that if Lin Mo's soul moves a little bigger, he would squeeze his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Such a small sea of ​​consciousness? It's already a quasi-emperor. The sea of ​​consciousness is so small. How can we condense the soul in the future?" Lin Mo's Wannian soul frowned, his face full of dissatisfaction, but his body still shrank.

Bing Wuyuan's face turned blue and white.

"Don't look at his big head, in fact, he doesn't have big heads, so his sea of ​​consciousness will naturally become smaller. Don't hit others, he is also a quasi-emperor." Xi Ze made up the knife ruthlessly and accurately.

"Get out! Get out of here." Bing Wuyuan ran away on the spot. You two guys came to squeeze me out, right? You one died and the other was disabled, and you were still in the mood to make such jokes.

"Tell me the serious business." Xi Ze suddenly became serious.

"Wait a minute, since you can survive in the form of a soul, why didn't you give that soul refining method to Lord Xiangru?" Bing Wuyuan glared at Xize. Mo Xiangru's death was arranged by Xize.

It is to protect Lin Mo at critical moments.

"I have given it, but Lord Xiangru failed."

Xi Ze said with a sad face: "Lord Xiangru is old. Not only have he suffered secret injuries on his body over the years, but he has already had cracks on his sea of ​​consciousness. In fact, Lord Xiangru can only live for two years at most."

Bing Wuyuan did not ask any further. He knew that Xizhe was not a ruthless person. Since he asked Lord Mo Xiangru to take action, he would have arranged a backup plan, but because Lord Mo Xiangru had bad luck.

Therefore, this cannot be blamed on Xizhe.

"I will avenge them soon. The half-step emperor, the Silver Eye Man, the two quasi-emperors, and the remnants, don't even think of running away." Lin Mo said in a deep voice.

"You? Forget it, you'd better take care of yourself first." Bing Wuyuan glanced at Lin Mo and shook her head helplessly. She was poisoned by the ancient auspiciousness and was still not calm. She was afraid she would be dead before she could stop?

No, even if this kid dies, his soul will still be there.

With such a big soul, I'm afraid this kid can continue to survive even without a body...

"Don't worry, Lin Mo is fine, that poison is useless to him." Xize said.

"It's useless to him?" Bing Wuyuan looked at Lin Mo in surprise.

"It's useless to look at me, I don't know. Anyway, the poison will be dissolved after it enters the body." Lin Mo shrugged.

Bing Wuyuan's face became extremely strange. When she saw Xi Ze's look as if she was not surprised, she couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "Did you already know that the ancient poison is useless to this kid?"
Chapter completed!