Chapter 135: The two ancestors joined forces to destroy Liu Jin
"You used the mirror to go back in time?"

"hey-hey."

Before he could finish, Mu Xueyan admitted, "Master is really smart. He guessed it right."

"Nonsense!"

Mo Yichen was fighting Liu Jin so hard that he had no time to contact his spiritual clone. He didn't expect that the little girl would be so bold and go against the will of heaven when he wasn't paying attention.

"You are gambling with your life. If something happens to you, how will Master explain to your family?"

Mu Xueyan muttered to herself, "I'm back now!"

"You girl."

Mo Yichen was so angry that his heart ached: "Since you don't want to listen to Master, then go back to the Mortal Realm. Don't go out in the name of Master anymore. Master can't bear this responsibility."

"I'm not doing this for you?"

Seeing that he was really going to chase her away, Mu Xueyan's face darkened and she became a little angry: "My kindness is taken for granted. Forget it. I don't care. Whether the disciples of the Bi Tian Xian Palace live or die is none of my business."

After saying that, she threw down the medicine bottle and ran away without waiting for Mo Yichen to answer.

"For me?"

Mo Yichen watched her back as she ran away and smiled bitterly.

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Tens of thousands of flying swords flew up to a height of ten thousand meters and gathered into a giant sword that covered the sky and the sun.

"Ten thousand swords unite!"

"It's the return of all the swords!"

"Ancestor Ling Shuang!"

The disciples of the two warring immortal palaces reacted belatedly when they saw the dense swarm of flying swords covering the sky and the sun, constantly changing their positions under the control of the woman in red.

Someone screamed in surprise and blurted out the name of Ancestor Ling Shuang.

"impossible!"

"Isn't Elder Ling Shuang already dead?"

"How is it possible to come back to life?"

"Reappear in the fairyland!"

Many more people were so shocked that they suspected they were hallucinating.

"Are you really Ancestor Ling Shuang?"

Liu Jin faced the attack of tens of thousands of flying swords and was forced to gasp for breath.

It was not until this moment that I had to admit that I really saw a ghost in broad daylight.

I saw the person who came back to life from the dead, the one I feared the most in my heart.

"Now I know it's too late."

Ancestor Ling Shuang said in a domineering manner: "You stir up trouble and kill innocent people. You don't deserve to live in this world. I will enforce justice on behalf of heaven and destroy you, a scum."

"You can't kill me!"

Liu Jin shuddered with fear and shamelessly argued: "You and I are jointly responsible for resisting the invasion of the demons. Without the protection of the half-immortal, the fairyland is in danger."

"Pooh!"

Elder Ling Shuang was extremely ashamed and spat back: "Don't talk about the demons. You are not worthy of being compared with me. When I was fighting the demon king, where were you? You are a cowardly villain. What's the point of keeping you?!"

"You want to kill me because of Mo Yichen, right?"

Liu Jin suddenly smiled evilly, deliberately stalling for time and trying to escape: "The three major immortal palaces have been fighting openly and secretly for a long time. Why would you stand up for him for no reason? Is there something dirty going on that others don't know about?"

Elder Ling Shuang was furious: "What's the dispute between him and me? It's none of your business."

"Oh, are you angry?"

Liu Jin was extremely shameless and continued to provoke: "It seems that I guessed right. You two are the ones who are truly shameless. You colluded secretly, faked your death to deceive the world, and tricked me into being fooled."

"You can die!"

Elder Ling Shuang was furious and stopped talking nonsense.

Tens of thousands of flying swords spun rapidly under the control of spiritual power, forming a huge vortex that enveloped it.

"Ah!" Liu Jin's painful scream was heard in the vortex of the flying sword.

In an instant, he was strangled by the vortex of flying swords and turned into a pool of blood.

"No, he won't die that easily."

Mo Yichen suddenly narrowed his eyes in alertness, locking onto a certain spot in the void: "The person in the vortex is just one of his clones."

"Escape?"

Ancestor Ling Shuang followed his gaze and sneered, "It's not that easy to escape."

"Void Pursuit!"

Following her light shout, tens of thousands of flying swords changed their positions, one after another, forming a huge square formation, covering the sky and the earth, and densely packed into the void.

"what!"

Not long after, Liu Jin's shrill screams were heard again in the void.

He was covered in blood and rolled out from his hiding place. The sword marks on his body were crisscrossed and he had turned into a bloody man.

"Tsk tsk, Yao Chi Palace's body refining technique isn't that great?"

Elder Ling Shuang sneered, his eyes revealing mockery: "You've almost been stabbed into a hornet's nest by the sword, and you still have the nerve to brag that you have a body of steel."

"Do you really have to force me to this point?"

Liu Jin's eyes were bloodshot, and he glared at her fiercely: "Aren't you afraid that I will risk everything and explode myself, dragging you two, a pair of dogs, to be buried with me."

"Who are you calling the bitches?"

Elder Ling Shuang was furious and waved his sleeves, sending him flying.

"let me."

Mo Yichen took out his seven-stringed harp, his eyes taunting, "Shameless villain, killing him will dirty your hands, he doesn't deserve to die under your sword."

"Okay."

Ancestor Ling Shuang cooperated tacitly, clapped his hands in disgust, and disbanded the sword formation.

Without her spiritual guidance, tens of thousands of flying swords seemed to have lost their souls. They fell from the sky in dense masses, as if it was raining flying swords.

"The sword is coming, run."

"Oh my god, this is trying to kill someone!"

"That's my sword, don't take it, give it back to me!"

"Is there anyone who steals other people's swords at this time?"

"I want the sword but not my life!"

"Shameless scum!"

There was a commotion on the ground, and the sight of tens of thousands of flying swords was enough to make one jealous.

Some people took advantage of the situation and stole swords.

Mu Xueyan turned a blind eye, pouting her little face, and ran down the mountain angrily. She found a secluded and deserted valley, took out the Taiyi Spiral Disk, and disappeared into the void.

Ten thousand meters above the sky, Elder Ling Shuang glanced unintentionally in the direction where the little girl left, then retracted his gaze, turned to Mo Yichen, and smiled playfully.

"Okay, then you can play a soul-stealing song for him. With you and me together to see him off, this guy will have no regrets in his life, and his life on earth was not in vain."

"Ling Shuang, don't be so arrogant!"

When Liu Jin heard her ridicule, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"You asked for this, soul-stealing and death."

Mo Yichen plucked the strings of the zither, and the mournful sound was like a sword blade that chased after souls and took their lives, whistling away in a perfect arc.

"You two bastards, even if I die and become a ghost, I will not let you go."

Seeing that there was no hope of escape, Liu Jin made up his mind and really used a secret method to burn his soul, wanting to self-destruct and take the two people with him to be buried.

His body was like an inflated ball, growing larger at a speed visible to the naked eye, swelling up and becoming a fireball burning from the inside out.

"careful!"

Mo Yichen realized something was wrong, so he picked up the lyre and threw it into the air.

Without thinking, he flew over and held Elder Ling Shuang in his arms.