The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father Chapter 5075: The final battle of Mo Qingshan (2)

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After tens of thousands of years, he thought that he had already cut off love, and he had only obsession.

At this moment, seeing the long-lost magic weapon of life, ripples still appeared in my heart.

Qing Mingjian seemed to feel the fluctuation of his mood, buzzing and trembling.

Swiss of emotions passed to his heart.

It is longing, grievance, longing, and aspirational heart.

Ten thousand years have passed, and Qing Mingjian did not know when it gave birth to a weak spirit.

However, this spirit was abandoned and sealed by him for thousands of years.

At the moment, there is no resentment, only joy and closeness.

Mo Qingshan's body at this moment has no emotions, anger, sorrow, and even pain.

But at this moment, he felt that there was a place in his soul that was being pierced by a needle.

It hurts finely.

Mo Qingshan closed his eyes, raised the Qing Ming sword in his hand, looked at Mu Yan, and said solemnly: "Jun Muyan, come on, as you wish, complete the final battle of our fate. I hope you Go all out and don’t be distracted by anything."

Mu Yan took a deep breath, and the seven swords around him slowly drew circles one after another.

The piano tone played by Tianmoqin has gradually changed from melodious to high-pitched and sharp.

Qiang——!

The next moment, the two moved almost at the same time.

The blade and the blade collide.

The world is turbulent, and the wind and clouds change color.

The door of the sky shook slightly, sweeping more evil spirits.

The monks and mortals below have been hoping that Mu Yan can come to rescue him, and watched Mu Yan and Mo Qingshan become a battle.

The sound of the piano sounded, but none of the skills fell on them.

Their injuries are still festering and bleeding.

The poison among them, lost the suppression of [Shu Jing Qi Huang], and gradually began to resurrect.

The companions and comrades around them have become fewer and fewer.

However, this time, no one will come down from the sky to save them.

"Master, why...why don't you save us?"

A monk with a broken arm knelt on the ground and wailed desperately, "Aren't you the way of heaven? Are we not your people? How could you let our lives and deaths be ignored?!"

"What kind of heaven! To put it bluntly, it's just a selfish ghost who only cares about his own life and death... No one will come to save us, what about the closing of the door of the sky, what about the end of the disaster? We are not going to die yet Hahahaha..."

"Goddess, save us! Please save us!"

"We are all begging you like that, why don't you save us...Ah——!!!"

"The **** god! I don't believe it anymore! Go to death, I can't live anymore, so let's go to death together, hahaha..."

There is a mess below.

Some monks even rushed into the pile of mortals, wanting to catch mortals to become their own dead ghosts.

Some people are crying, some are praying, some are cursing...

When is the end time?

Ghosts run rampant, not when the bane of the sky comes.

The monks die one by one, even when there is no one in ten.

Only when people's hearts are distracted, all hope is lost, and only the despair of total sinking remains, that is the real end of the world.

Mu Yan, who was fighting against Mo Qingshan in the air, suddenly felt that the power in her body was taken away a little.

She was stagnant, and the Qing Ming sword in Mo Qingshan's hand almost pierced her shoulder, and the blood was flowing.

Mu Yan quickly stepped back a certain distance, her chest undulating violently, and her face as white as rice paper.