"I can't do it, but isn't there Mr. Junshi? Mr. Junshi is the most powerful man in Wuji Holy Heaven. He must have a way, right?" Tang Junhou didn't speak harshly this time. He said with a flattering face.

"Now you know that I am the emperor, you know that I am the most powerful person in the Wuji Holy Heaven. Why didn't you know that when you asked me to build a house as a plasterer?" Seeing the flattery on his face, Mo Qingqiu felt He was so angry that he cursed secretly in his heart and almost kicked him out.

"This world-destroying Zichen is too overbearing. Even if I step into the Purple Heaven Prison rashly, my strength will be compromised. If it were normal, it would be fine, but now thousands of purple soul beasts are swarming here, I'm afraid I won't hold on. It won't be long." At the critical moment, Mo Qingqiu had no time to argue with Tang Junhou and said with a frown.

When Gu Fenghua and others heard this, their hearts sank. They also know that the reason why they have been able to deal with it easily so far is, on the one hand, because their strength has improved greatly recently, but on the other hand, and more importantly, because they are blocked outside this crack. As the saying goes, one man is the master. It is the same situation when it is used at this time.

But it will be different if you enter the Purple Heaven Prison. Faced with the siege of thousands of purple soul beasts, let alone the emperor's envoys, even if the saint king comes in person, it may be difficult to cope with it. How can he have the time to repair the formation?

"Are we just going to give up and watch the people in the city die?" At this time, Tang Junhou also realized that he had oversimplified the matter. Instead of talking nonsense, he looked at Mo Qingqiu anxiously.

"Qing Fan, you, Feng Hua and others stay outside. If anything happens to our master, you will leave immediately. If Yunyuan City cannot be saved, other barrier formations may not last long. Wuji Holy Heaven will definitely be in disaster, so everything Don't be arrogant, don't care about the gains and losses of a city or a pool, take care of yourself first. If you want to resolve this disaster, we still have to rely on you." Mo Qingqiu stared at the Purple Heaven Prison with thousands of beasts galloping in front of him, and then returned After looking at Yunyuan City behind him, he finally made up his mind and said to Qing Fan.

Then he held the broken sword in his hand and walked towards the crack in the barrier without hesitation. His figure was so lonely, so upright, and so resolute.

Obviously, he had made up his mind to give it a try even if it cost him his life. These last words were his last words.

"Master, I will accompany you." Qing Fan said reluctantly with tears in his eyes.

"No, you can't go. If disaster really strikes, the world will be in chaos. I can't control other people, but you are the only one who can control the sects under my command. Only by letting them work together can we save more people. Only the common people can hope to survive this disaster. In addition... there are some important things that you need to keep an eye on." Mo Qingqiu said firmly.

At the end of the sentence, the corner of his eye glanced at Ye Yunji intentionally or unintentionally. If there was anything, he still didn't say it out loud.

"Master..." Qing Fan originally wanted to insist, but after hearing the master's words, he choked up and could no longer speak.

His eyes also glanced quickly at Ye Yunji subconsciously. He knew that the master was determined to let him stay. In addition to restraining the sects under his command, it was also important to be wary of Ye Yunji.

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