Now, he has found out the specific location of Yantian Dragon God.
As long as he goes back and reports to Xuanyuan Moxie, his mission will be successfully completed.
As for how to save people and how to deal with Ye Luoer and the Supreme Dragon Emperor, he didn't need to worry about it.
"As soon as possible! If you delay for one day, I will suffer another day of torture!"
Yantian Dragon God gritted his teeth and urged again and again.
"Please bear with me, sir."
Sirius remained unmoved, his body twisted like ripples, melted like mud, and sank into the shadows, disappearing instantly.
This kind of stealth technique is simply unpredictable and unbelievable to the extreme.
Emperor Chongguang's death at his hands was not considered unjust.
"Damn it."
When Yantian Dragon God saw that Tianlang was really gone, he had no choice but to continue to endure and wait for Xuanyuan Moxie to send someone to rescue him.
Wow!
Outside the Nine Heavens Dragon Palace, there was a shadow.
Sirius's body floated out like smoke.
He looked sharply in the direction of Tiandao Palace and immediately flew away.
"Sir Sirius, long time no see."
He was flying halfway when suddenly, a deep voice sounded.
A man in red robe suddenly appeared and blocked his way.
"Mo Xueming, it's you!"
Sirius was shocked when he saw this man's usually calm face.
This man in red robe is none other than Mo Xueming!
But at this time, Mo Xueming's body was hazy, a bit like an illusory blood shadow, with flying swords lingering around him, each flying sword carrying the ancient Hongmeng aura.
"Have you mastered the Thirty-Three-Day Hongmeng Technique and the Heaven-Slaying God Sword Technique?"
Sirius's eyes were violently shocked.
The flying swords surrounding Mo Xueming's body all have the ancient Hongmeng aura, and they are obviously not ordinary flying swords.
Sirius recognized it at a glance. It was an Essence and Blood Flying Sword refined from the Heaven-Slaying God Sword Technique!
There are a total of one hundred thousand drops of blood in the human body.
The Heaven-Slaying Divine Sword Technique is the magical power of cultivating blood. All the blood in the body is refined into flying swords. Each sword can cut stars, destroy the moon, and destroy the world.
Judging from the way Mo Xueming was surrounded by flying swords, it was obvious that he had mastered the Heaven-Slaying Divine Sword Technique.
"That's right, I have already mastered the Heaven-Slaying God Sword Technique. The energy and blood in my body have transformed, and I have evolved into a hundred thousand flying swords."
"My strength has improved by leaps and bounds. In time, I will be enough to compete with Xuanyuan Moxie."
"What is standing in front of you now is not my real body, but a clone condensed with energy and blood."
Mo Xueming smiled faintly, with a hint of arrogance between his eyebrows.
In the past, although he was powerful, he was not qualified to compete with Xuanyuan Moxie.
But now, having mastered the Heaven-Slaying Divine Sword Technique, transformed in one step, and defied the heavens in an instant, he was finally qualified to compete with Xuanyuan Moxie.
Although it is impossible to defeat him yet, given time, Mo Xueming believes that he is definitely qualified to crush Xuanyuan Moxie, and he is the only one who can truly ascend to the upper world.
"Qi and blood clone..."
Sirius's heart was shaken.
There is no doubt that Mo Xueming has truly transformed.
After practicing the Heaven-Slaying Divine Sword Technique, his whole body's essence and blood transformed. A drop of blood could transform into a clone, penetrate thousands of miles of void, and come to him.
"What do you want?"
Sirius held the handle of the knife tightly and asked intently.
"Leave Xuanyuan Moxie and seek refuge with me."
Mo Xueming smiled and said.
"Relying on you?"
Sirius' eyes were cold: "You are such a big traitor. In ancient times, you betrayed the Ye family and took refuge in the demons outside the territory. Who do you think you are, that you are worthy of asking me to take refuge in you?"
In ancient times, Sirius was one of the ten most ferocious beasts and had a very noble status.
Back then, Mo Xueming took refuge with the demon from outside the territory. In front of him, he was like a dog without any dignity at all.
"Haha, Sir Sirius, times have changed. Now I am no longer what I used to be. I am the master of the Underworld Palace. You have taken refuge in me and I will not humiliate your status."
Mo Xueming smiled lightly, he really wanted to accept Sirius.
Because, Tianlang is Xuanyuan Moxie's personal attendant.
If he can take Tianlang into his side, he can place a top-secret chess piece next to Xuanyuan Moxie!
When the great catastrophe comes in the future, it will be much easier for Hades Palace to counterattack Tiandao Palace.
"The villain succeeds!"
Sirius snorted: "At the beginning, if you didn't have the resources given to you by the demon outside the territory, would you be able to develop to where you are today?"
"You are just a despicable person, incomparable to Xuanyuan Moxie."
"Master Xuanyuan, you have created an eternal foundation by relying on your own strength. How can you, the second minister and the traitor, be compared to you?"
After listening to Tianlang's words, Mo Xueming was not angry. He still smiled and said calmly:
"My ambitions cannot be understood by outsiders. If you take refuge in me, you will naturally know in the future that the ambition and hegemony in my heart will not be any worse than that of Xuanyuan Moxie."
"Sorry, I have surrendered to Lord Xuanyuan, and I will never betray you in this life!"
Sirius cupped his hands indifferently, his body turned into a phantom, and he was about to flee.
"Sir Sirius, why do you need to leave?"
Mo Xueming chuckled, waved his big hand, and more than a dozen flying swords shot out, whizzing, with a white rainbow-like sword light, clattering, clattering, and actually cut the surrounding void into pieces.
Sirius wants to escape, but the void is broken, where can he escape?
"What a powerful sword spirit!"
Tianlang's eyes were horrified. Mo Xueming shattered the void with just a few swords. The power of this flying sword was simply terrifying. It was worthy of the Thirty-three Heavenly Mongolian Dharma.
Under normal circumstances, if you want to cast the Thirty-Three Heavenly Hongmeng Dharma, you need to expend a huge amount of energy.
But this Heaven-Slaying God Sword Technique is very special.
Because the Heaven-Slaying Divine Sword Art requires one hundred thousand drops of blood from the whole body to be refined into a flying sword.
In other words, there are a hundred thousand flying swords dormant in the body!
If you only use a dozen or so, you won't lose too much breath.
This is exactly what Mo Xueming is doing now.
He only used a dozen flying swords, and the loss of breath was almost negligible.
There are only a dozen flying swords, far from the point where ten thousand swords come out and a hundred thousand swords pierce the sky, but they have crushed the void and broken the laws. This power is simply incredible!
"Lord Sirius, why don't you go to the Hades Palace with me first to see the general atmosphere of my Hades Palace before making a decision."
Mo Xueming smiled.
More than a dozen flying swords, like lightning, like dragons and snakes, like demons, were spinning around Sirius.
Cold sweat broke out on Sirius' forehead. He knew very well that if he dared to say "no", he would be cut into pieces by the flying sword in an instant.
Each of these flying swords carried Hongmeng's aura, which was not something he could resist at all.
"Okay, I'll go take a look with you."
Sirius agreed in a deep voice.
He is not Mo Xueming, he will not be a traitor.
He has surrendered to Xuanyuan Moxie, and he will never betray him in this life.
Even if he died, there was no way he would betray him.
But now, he can't die.
Because he hasn’t sent back the news about Yantian Dragon God yet!
Now, Sirius could only delay for time.
As long as he finds a way to report the message to Xuanyuan Moxie and completes his mission, even if he commits suicide, he will not be able to betray the Palace of Heaven and seek refuge in the Palace of Hades.
This is his arrogance!
