The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3076: Mo Xueming’s conspiracy! (Seven more! Ask for tickets!)

Now, he has found out the exact location of Yantian Dragon God.

As long as he goes back and tells Xuanyuan Moxie, his mission will be completed successfully.

As for how to save people, how to deal with Ye Luoer and the Supreme Dragon Emperor, he doesn't need to worry about it.

"As soon as possible! Delay one day, and I will suffer another day!"

The Dragon God of Yantian gritted his teeth and urged him again and again.

"Please be patient."

The Sirius was unmoved, his body twisted like a ripple, melted like mud, sank in the shadows, and disappeared in an instant.

Such stealth techniques are simply unpredictable and unbelievable to the extreme.

Emperor Chongguang died under his hands, and it was not wrong.

"Damn."

The Dragon God of Yantian had no choice but to continue to endure and wait for Xuanyuan Moxie to send someone to rescue him when he saw that Sirius was really gone.

Whoa!

Outside the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon Hall, there is a shadow.

The body of Sirius floated out like smoke.

His eyes were sharp, he looked in the direction of the Heavenly Dao Palace, and immediately flew away.

"Long time no see, Sir Sirius."

He flew halfway, and suddenly, a deep voice sounded suddenly.

I saw a man in a red robe who suddenly appeared and blocked his way.

"Mo Xueming, it's you!"

When Sirius saw this person, his always calm face was suddenly shocked.

This red-robed man is exactly Mo Xueming!

But at this time, Mo Xueming's body is hazy, a little illusory blood shadow, surrounded by flying swords, each flying sword carries the ancient atmosphere of Hongmeng .

"You have practiced the 33 Days of the Great Mongolian Law, the Heaven Punishing Divine Sword Art?"

The eyes of Sirius were violently shocked.

The flying swords around Mo Xueming's body have the ancient aura of Hongmeng, and they are obviously not ordinary flying swords.

Heavenly Wolf recognized it at a glance, this is a flying sword of blood essence refined from the Heaven Punishing Sword Art!

There are 100,000 drops of blood in the human body.

And the Heavenly Punishing Sword Art is a supernatural power of cultivating blood, refining all the blood in the whole body into flying swords, each sword can smash the stars and the moon, and destroy the world.

Looking at the appearance of Mo Xueming's flying swords, it is obvious that he has practiced the Heaven Punishing Divine Sword Art.

"That's right, I have already practiced the Heaven Execution Sword Art, my whole body's qi and blood have transformed, and I have evolved a hundred thousand flying swords."

"My strength is advancing by leaps and bounds. Given time, it will be enough to compete with Xuanyuan Moxie."

"What is standing in front of you now is not my real body, but a clone of blood condensed."

Mo Xueming smiled faintly, with a hint of arrogance between his brows.

In the past, although he was powerful, he was not qualified to compete with Xuanyuan Moxie.

But now, he has mastered the Heaven Punishing Sword Art, transformed in one step, defying the sky in an instant, and he is finally qualified to compete against Xuanyuan Moxie.

Although it is impossible to win for the time being, but in time, Mo Xueming believes that he is absolutely qualified to crush Xuanyuan Moxie, and the only person who can truly ascend to the upper realm is him.

"Blood and Blood Clone..."

Heart shakes Sirius.

There is no doubt that Mo Xueming has really transformed.

Having practiced the Heaven Punishing Sword Art, his whole body's essence and blood transformed, and any drop of blood could transform into a body, penetrate thousands of miles of void, and come to him.

“How would you like to?”

Sirius clenched the handle of the knife and asked intently.

"Leave Xuanyuan Moxie and join me."

Mo Xueming said with a smile.

"Take refuge with you?"

Sirius looked cold: "You big traitor, in the ancient times, you betrayed the Ye family and took refuge in the extraterrestrial demons. What are you, and you deserve to ask me to take refuge in you?"

In ancient times, Sirius was one of the top ten beasts with a very noble status.

Back then, when Mo Xueming took refuge in an extraterrestrial demon, in front of him, he was just a dog without any dignity.

"Hehe, Sir Sirius, times have changed, and now I am not what I used to be, I am the ruler of the dignified Underworld. You have taken refuge with me and will not humiliate your identity."

Mo Xueming smiled faintly, he really wanted to accept Sirius.

Because, Tianlang is Xuanyuan Moxie's valet.

If he can accommodate Sirius, he can place a top-secret chess piece beside Xuanyuan Moxie!

In the future, when the catastrophe comes, it will be much simpler for the Hades to kill the Heavenly Dao Palace.

"The villain wins!"

Sirius snorted: "In the beginning, if you didn't have the resources that the extraterritorial demons gave you, would you have the ability to develop to where you are today?"

"You are a despicable villain, incomparable to Xuanyuan Moxie."

"Lord Xuanyuan, but relying on his own strength, he established the foundation of the ancient world abruptly. How can you and the two ministers and thieves be able to compare?"

Listening to Sirius' words, Mo Xueming was not angry, he still smiled, and said lightly:

"My ambitions cannot be understood by outsiders. If you take refuge in me, you will naturally know in the future that the ambition and dominance in my heart will not be any worse than Xuanyuan Moxie."

"Sorry, I have surrendered to Lord Xuanyuan, and I will never betray you in this life!"

Sirius bowed his hands indifferently, his body turned into a phantom, and he was about to flee.

"Lord Sirius, why do you need to go?"

Mo Xueming laughed, waved his big hand, and a dozen flying swords shot out, smashing, with a white rainbow-like sword light, smashing, actually smashing the surrounding void.

Sirius wants to escape, but the void is broken, where can he escape?

"What a fierce sword!"

Sky Wolf's eyes were terrifying, and Mo Xueming shattered the void with a few swords. The power of this flying sword was simply terrifying.

Under normal circumstances, it takes a huge amount of breath to perform the Thirty-Three Days of Hong Mongolian Law.

But this Heaven Punishing Sword Art is very special.

Because of the Heaven Punishing Divine Sword Art, one hundred thousand drops of blood all over the body are refined into flying swords.

In other words, there are a hundred thousand flying swords dormant in the body!

If you only use a dozen or so, it won't lose too much breath.

Now Mo Xueming is exactly like that.

He only used a dozen flying swords, and the loss of breath was almost negligible.

It's just a dozen flying swords. It's far from the point where thousands of swords can be unleashed, and a hundred thousand swords can kill the sky, but they have already crushed the void and shattered the laws. This power is simply incredible!

"Lord Sirius, why don't you go to the Underworld with me first to see the atmosphere of my Underworld before making a decision."

Mo Xueming smiled.

A dozen flying swords, like lightning, like dragons and snakes, like demons, revolved around Sirius.

The cold sweat broke out on Sirius' forehead. He knew very well that if he dared to say "no", he would be chopped to pieces by the flying sword in an instant.

Each of these flying swords has a primordial aura, and it is not something he can resist at all.

"Okay, I'll take a look with you."

Sirius agreed in a deep voice.

He is not Mo Xueming, he will not be a traitor.

He has already taken refuge with Xuanyuan Moxie. In this life, he will never betray him.

Even if he dies, he cannot betray him.

But now, he can't die.

Because, he hasn't sent back the news of Yantian Dragon God!

Now, Sirius can only delay time.

As long as he finds a way to report to Xuanyuan Moxie and completes his mission, even if he commits suicide, he will not betray the Heavenly Dao Palace and turn to the Hades.

This is his arrogance!