Mulan City.
Ye Duoduo and his party entered the city directly without stopping. Under the leadership of Mou Qian, they quickly rushed towards the center of the city in the direction of the Mou family.
After a while, Ye Duoduo and his party appeared at the gate of the Mou family again.
At this time, the door of the Mou family has been opened.
Ye Duoduo and others were surprised.
However, at the gate, some of the clan guards were not on duty.
The door is thick and has some signs of damage.
Obviously, there had been a fierce battle for souls here.
Mou Qian's pretty face changed slightly and she quickly rushed inside.
Ye Duoduo waved his hands, thinking that this must not be a good thing.
The Mou family has fallen to this point.
Ye Duoduo once again covered her face with a black robe and put on a disguised leather item, her face slightly changed.
Ye Duoduo, Si Xianxian and the fire master Yinghuo slowly walked into the Mou family.
Follow a gravel path and walk directly inside.
After walking for a while, a lobby appeared in front of us.
Faintly, roaring sounds came from the lobby.
"well--"
"Sure enough, the inheritance of the Mou family has fallen into this state by our generation."
"Now, someone breaks into the house directly, provokes a fierce soul fight, and destroys and damages the souls of the Mou family. If the ancestors of the Mou family find out, they will be so angry that they jump out of the coffin. ?”
Ye Duoduo couldn't help but shook his head when he heard the angry shouts coming from the lobby.
The situation in front of the Mou family is really a bit sad.
A family that was once famous in the Dongzhou Continent and the Central Region has now declined.
Ye Duoduo and others felt that something was wrong.
Mou Qian was standing outside the lobby, her pretty face was livid, looking at the lobby.
The delicate body was in an angry state, trembling slightly.
Ye Duoduo, Si Xianxian and the Fire Master stopped beside Mou Qian.
Ye Duoduo leaned against the door and glanced inside.
The Mou family hall was in a mess.
This is completely different from what Ye Duoduo saw in those days.
The characters in the clan, or those people, are all in it.
The faces of these people were covered with an ashen color.
On the floor of the lobby, some figures in green robes were wailing and rolling around in the lobby.
Wearing clothes, he should be a member of the Mou family.
Opposite, there is a group of figures in black robes.
Rich soul energy permeates the body surface, appearing very powerful.
All of them are high-level magicians.
What surprised Ye Duoduo the most was the presence of two old men in black robes with gloomy faces.
The spiritual sense revealed that the soul power level of the two of them should be that of a demon master with seven rounds of soul rings, and their bodies were filled with majestic and rich soul energy.
However, although the eldest elder of the Mou family, Mou Qian's grandfather, is also a demon master, he should have a few levels of soul power less than these two.
"who are they?"
Ye Duoduo asked casually.
"Wusa Sect."
"Wusa Sect is the land of Dan City, a sect with a very strong soul power level."
"The address of the sect is not far from Mulan City. Mulan City has been coveted for a long time."
"I didn't expect that today, they would actually break into the Mou family and provoke a fierce spirit fight."
Mou Qianyu clenched her hands tightly, and there was an irrepressible anger in her deep voice.
"The two old men at the front are the two Rakshasa of the Wusha Sect."
"They have such a bad reputation that even Grandpa wouldn't dare challenge them to fight."
"oh--"
Ye Duoduo nodded slightly.
Wsha Sect, this was the first time he heard about this sect.
The soul power levels of the two old men should be demon masters with seven rounds of soul rings and fifty-five soul powers.
He actually surpassed Haidong Elder Leng Yuanba's soul power by one level.
In Dongzhou Continent, there are too many people with strong soul power. With such a level of soul power, he could be considered the overlord in the Northern Territory.
But in the Central Region, they can only be sect figures with very high soul power levels in Mulan City.
"Ling Wu, Zhao Sha, you Wu Sha Sect don't bully others too much."
"Imagine that although the Mou family is no longer as glorious as it was in the past, if the Wusha Sect dares to provoke a fierce spirit battle, you will not be able to gain much benefit."
In the lobby, the old man in green robe was angry and his beard was growing angry, and there was only the sound of angrily scolding.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Mou Shaolin, stop bluffing in front of me. Now the Mou family is no longer qualified to continue to be among the five major families in Dan City."
The old man known as Ling Wu laughed for a moment and only said sarcastic words.
"This time, under the order of the sect master, we came to the Mou family to provoke a fierce spirit battle. If you belong to the Wsha Sect, our sect master will definitely not treat you badly."
"Mulan City can also be a place for you. If you don't know the current affairs,"
"hey-hey--"
"You should know that after the Wusha Sect provoked a fierce soul battle, they could only destroy your souls and disband the Mou family."
The other old man, probably Ling Sha, had a gloomy look on his face, sneered and his voice was hoarse.
"snort--"
"dream!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all the Mou family members had angry expressions on their faces.
Mou Shaolin's eyes widened angrily.
"Bang bang——"
Black shadows suddenly shot out, and the hands of two old men in black robes, carrying extremely powerful and rich soul energy, fell into the lobby.
The lobby was full of people.
When the Mou family members took a look, those black shadows fell to the ground, and they were all dark coffins.
For a moment, his face turned livid.
"If the Mou family does not want to belong to the Wsha Sect, your souls will be exterminated and your bodies will be buried in coffins."
The old man in black robe, with a gloomy look on his face, smiled solemnly at Mou Shaolin.
A cold and majestic rich soul energy slowly spread out from the body.
Only the sound of roaring sounded in the lobby.
Some members of the Mou family whose soul power levels were not high suddenly turned pale.
Ye Duoduo leaned against the door, squinting his eyes slightly and looking at everything in the lobby.
Wusha Sect, instigating fierce soul fighting, is a soul fighting maniac, showing no mercy at all.
I casually counted the coffins on the floor in the lobby, and there was actually an extra pair.
The extra coffin was obviously prepared for Mou Qian.
They don't know that Mou Qian has been following Ye Duoduo these days.
Mou Qianyu clenched her hands tightly, her delicate body trembling violently with anger.
After a while, her expression suddenly darkened.
However, her soul power level is that of a magician. If she dares to provoke a fierce soul battle, her soul will be destroyed in one round.
"Brother Ye, please help the Mou family!"
"As long as everything in the Mou family is fine, you can do whatever you want Mou Qian to do?"
Ye Duoduo tilted his head slightly and suddenly froze.
He turned his head and looked at Mou Qian, who had his head lowered. The girl in blue robe with her head lowered, her eyes red, biting her red lips, sighed softly.
"well--"
"Do not worry!"
"Mou Qian, it's not the first day you've met him. Don't you still know what kind of personality he has?"
Si Xianxian looked at Mou Qian's depressed mood and shook her head with pity, feeling only comfort.
"Since he has promised you, he will definitely help the Mou family."
In the lobby, Mou Shaolin was severely frightened by Wu Sha Sect's cruel methods.
Looking at the cold coffins, a trace of sadness appeared on his face.
The once-prominent Mou family, Mou Shaolin's soul power level was only a demon master.
A family with a low level of soul power can only decline to this point.
"Hand over the management of Mulan City, and hand over the Mou family's Yanyan Mountain. The Wusha Sect will not provoke a fight against the Mou family."
"Give you some time to think about it, members of the Mou family, just take this time to think about it."
The old man in black robe smiled sinisterly and spoke slowly towards Mou Shaolin.
