Martial Revolt of the Nine Heavens

On this day, Yao Lao fell down.

He forcibly held on for a while with Mo Que's martial blood, and it was like returning to the light, and now once he fell, he couldn't even stand up.

A generation of warriors, but in the end they could only lie on the bed, unable to move, and could only wait quietly to die.

Such a scene made Mo Que unacceptable.

"Senior, is there anything else I can do?" Mo Que called out to the existence in the picture, and said, "As long as the old man can be given medicine to continue his life, even if I have to shed all my blood, I will not hesitate!"

"Alas!" A sigh resounded in Mo Que's mind, and said, "When you rescued him, I already said that he would either sleep longer or wake up for several months. It is powerless to go back to heaven.”

Back in the old days, Yao Lao had burned out his martial blood and exhausted his vitality. He was like dead wood without roots. No matter how much water was poured, it was useless.

"Yao Lao must be strong all his life, it's an insult to him to wait for him to die so quietly!" Mo Que clenched his fists, extremely unwilling.

"You don't have to be sentimental." Yao Lao couldn't move, but he was able to speak, and said with a smile: "Compared to dying unconsciously in a coma, I can wake up for several months, and it is a blessing to see the Wudian reopen!"

Mo Que was pacing back and forth in the room, and a cold gleam suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He said to Xuanyuan Mingkong next to him: "Can you do me a favor, it might be a little dangerous!"

Xuanyuan Mingkong has only one word: "Speak!"

Mo Que said: "You carry the medicine for me, and go to Dao Palace with me!"

Xuanyuan Mingkong was stunned for a moment, but without hesitation, he immediately carried Yao Lao on his back.

"Queer, what are you doing?" Yao Lao said in shock, "You can't save me by doing this, so let me go!"

Mo Que said with red eyes: "Yao Lao, I know what I'm doing!"

He clenched his fists tightly and said in a firm tone, "Since I can't let you see Martial Dao flourishing for 10,000 years, at least I want you to see the destruction of Dao Palace and avenge the revenge of the Martial Palace for destroying the palace back then!"

"Today, I'll be with you to step on the Dao Palace!"

Without waiting for Yao Lao to say anything, Mo Que moved forward, Xuanyuan Mingkong carried Yao Lao on his back, and the three of them left the Wu Palace and walked away.

"That's the palace master? Where is he going?"

The disciples in the Martial Hall only saw three figures flying across the sky, all of them looking up in surprise.

"I... I heard that the head of the hall is going to... step on Dao Palace!" The young man who was waiting by Yao Lao's bed hurriedly ran over, and the words he said made everyone present sluggish.

"Qin Wudao, get out of here!"

In front of Dao Palace, Mo Que stood in the void and snorted coldly, causing the whole Dao Palace to tremble.

"Qu'er..." Yao Lao leaned on Xuanyuan Mingkong's back and opened his mouth to say something, but he was so weak that his voice was barely audible.

"Elder Yao, I'm your disciple and a disciple of the Martial Hall. Today, I'm here to avenge your old man's revenge for destroying the temple. Please open your eyes and take a look!" Mo Que's eyes were wet and his voice was hoarse.

There was a sullen anger in his heart that was difficult to vent, making him feel that if he didn't step on Dao Palace today, he would become a devil on the spot.

"Mo Que, what do you want to do?"

In the Martial Hall, several strong men flew out, but Qin Wudao, the master of Dao Palace, was not among them.

"What?" Mo Que roared, with golden light on his body, he took a step forward, and Broken Star pointed out!

"Boom!"

At this moment, in the territory of Qingzhou, dazzling golden light was once again seen from everywhere in the sky, and a terrifying wave rippled in the sky.

"This golden light? Is this Martial King's shot again?"

Everywhere in Qingzhou, everyone raised their heads with horror on their faces. Before you know it, Mo Que has now been dubbed the Martial King by the world.

To be king by force is unparalleled in the world!

"With such a momentum, it seems that Martial King is really angry. The last time he made such a move, he stepped on the sword tower. Who is he shooting at today?"

"There is news, Martial King Mo Que, his teacher's deadline is approaching, he took his Master to the Dao Palace, it seems that he wants to avenge the destruction of the temple back then!"

"Really or not, is it possible that he wants to destroy Dao Palace alone?"

When the news came, Qingzhou was silent.

Dao Palace is one of the oldest and most powerful forces in Qingzhou, Martial King Mo Que, is this going to make Dao Palace disappear today?

"Boom!"

Before Dao Palace, Mo Que pointed it out, and several Dao Palace powerhouses that flew out immediately vanished into ashes and turned into blood mist.

That's not all, Mo Que's finger is extremely domineering and powerful. It knocked down a high wall outside Dao Palace, making the entire Dao Palace turbulent even more violently.

"Yao Lao, did you see that the Dao Palace destroyed the Martial Hall in ruins back then, and today, I will also step on this place!"

Mo Que's eyes were red, and when he turned around, he saw Yao Lao was as angry as a gossamer, quietly crouching behind Xuanyuan Mingkong, not sure if he was awake.

"Ah!" Mo Que roared, his hair flying wildly, and his voice shook the clouds of Nine Heavens and shook thousands of fallen leaves.

"Qin Wudao, get out of here!"

Between the roars, Mo Que took another step, one step down.

This star step can flatten the mountains, and one step down, Dao Palace collapsed and the ground cracked.

"It's Mo Que, Mo Que is here for revenge!"

"It's none of my business, I'm just an ordinary disciple of Dao Palace, it hasn't been long since I entered Dao Palace!"

In the Dao Palace, there was chaos, and many young disciples shouted in terror, and fled in terror.

Mo Que looked at him coldly and let these young disciples leave.

If the Wudian Temple was destroyed back then, these young disciples would not be held accountable.

In the blink of an eye, many Dao Palace disciples had already fled, but now they have fled a lot, and in the end, only a few were left.

"Mo Que, you deceive people too much!"

With a roar, Qin Wudao, the owner of Dao Palace, finally appeared.

Behind him are dozens of Dao Palace powerhouses, each of which is not inferior to the thirty-six landlords of Jianlou.

"Destroy my palace walls, humiliate me Dao Palace, Mo Que, do you really think that Martial Dao is king, so he can come to my Dao Palace to be presumptuous?" Qin Wudao's eyes were red with anger, and he shouted angrily.

"Too deceitful?" Mo Que laughed angrily: "When you Dao Palace destroyed my Wudian, what was more than the wall? If this is too deceiving, what if I deceive you today!"

Boom boom boom!

While he was talking, he stepped on the stars several times in a row, the Dao Palace was so big, the ground was cracked in many places, and the house collapsed to the ground.

"Mo Que, stop!" Qin Wudao couldn't contain his anger, and roared: "Arrange the formation, set up the formation for me, and kill Mo Que for me!"

The rest of these powerhouses are all the real core of Dao Palace, and they are all seniors.

"Arrangement? Today, I will let you all bring out the background of Dao Palace. If you can't step down one by one, I, Mo Que, are not qualified to inherit the Martial Palace!" Mo Que laughed angrily. Go slowly.

He carries an indescribable coercion on his body, like a God of War coming into the world, looking at the world and overlooking all living beings.