Gambling with her own life, a good idea!

At this moment, Mo Wudao revealed a smile of success.

"Good! Follow me!"

Mo Wudao laughed loudly and turned around to rush out of the main hall. Mo Yuanqing drew her sword and flew out after him.

The sun was shining brightly, and outside the main hall was a huge square.

When Mo Yuanqing was still in the Great Feng Empire, she had once practiced martial arts in this square.

Now that she had returned to her old place, her state of mind was desolate.

"Senior Brother, what's going on between Senior Sister and that so-called Great Feng Emperor?"

Even now, Shen Yaoling and Su Yan'er were still confused.

Su Xing shook his head.

The issue was not very clear to him either. After all, Mo Yuanqing had never taken the initiative to indulge him in anything about her past.

However, from the words of the two just now, he seemed to have guessed something.

However, he did not need to know what exactly happened. He just needed to let his Junior Sister do what she wanted.

Shen Yaoling looked at the two figures standing opposite each other in the square worriedly.

"Senior Brother, do you think third Senior Sister can win? Are they betting their lives?"

Just now, Mo Yuanqing and Mo Wudao had already sworn an oath to the Heavenly Dao. Now, even if anybody else wanted to help, they could not interfere easily.

"Trust your Senior Sister, she's not that shallow."

Judging from their auras, Mo Wudao and Mo Yuanqing were both at the Heaven-treading Realm. However, Mo Wudao's aura was very strange, as if he had cultivated a special cultivation technique.

Su Xing even faintly sensed a trace of aura that was similar to devilish Qi.

Just as the few of them were still thinking about the situation.

Someone in the battlefield had already launched an attack.

Mo Yuanqing, who had always been the first to strike, was still as swift as ever.

The moment she attacked, a telepathic sword slashed out. A huge amount of Sword Qi gathered and suddenly chopped down on Mo Wudao's head.

Faced with such an attack, Mo Wudao let out a cold snort, as if he did not even take the Sword Qi seriously.

When the Sword Qi approached three or four meters in front of Mo Wudao, a strange scene happened.

The Sword Qi that looked down on Mo Wudao slowly disappeared into the air as if it had fallen into a void. Mo Wudao looked at Mo Yuanqing with a smile.

"Ninth sister, I've given you a chance, but you're useless!"

"It's a pity that the bloodline of the Human Emperor is in your hands. You'd better hand it over to me so that it can use it to its greatest potential."

As he spoke, Mo Wudao's body began to emit a red light.

Following that, a majestic aura began to rise, and his black robe began to move silently.

It was as if a dragon's roar had come from within his body.

When this scene fell into Mo Yuanqing's eyes, he saw something else.

"The Human Emperor's bloodline!"

She read out each word clearly, as if she was in disbelief.

How could it be?

If Mo Wudao really had the power of the bloodline himself, then why had he try to steal the bloodline from her?

This did not make sense!

Mo Yuanqing asked, "Mo Wudao, where did you get the bloodline from?"

Although the power of his bloodline had already transformed, he could not recognize the familiar aura.

It was definitely the power of the bloodline of the Human Emperor, without a doubt!

Su Xing, who was at the side, also felt that something was wrong. He sized up his Junior Sister's so-called elder brother with great interest. Even Su Yan'er frowned, and a trace of displeasure flashed across her face.

"The Human Emperor's bloodline, is it very powerful?"

Su Xing stroked Shen Yaoling's long hair and did not speak.

"Senior Brother, Ling'er's hair has been messed up by you!"

Shen Yaoling broke free from Su Xing's palm and ran to Su Yan'er's side in a huff.

"Senior Sister, look, Senior Brother is bullying Ling'er again."

"It was good bullying, who asked you to be dishonest!"

Shen Yaoling: "..."

Compared to the relaxed and playful atmosphere at the side of the square, the atmosphere in the middle of the square had already condensed to the extreme. The explosive aura set off gusts of wind.

Such a big commotion naturally attracted many gazes.

However, when they learned that this was the battle between the Ninth Princess and the Emperor, they did not dare to watch openly.

All of them hid in the distance and stretched their necks.

Suddenly, Mo Wudao's loud laughter rang out in the square.

"Hahaha! Ninth sister, ninth sister, do you think that only you have the bloodline?"

"Today, I'll let you see the true power of the Human Emperor's bloodline!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura on Mo Wudao's body soared once again.

In just a few short breaths' time, he had already pushed his cultivation to the advanced level of the Heaven-treading Realm.

Blood Demon Grand Magic, reverse bloodline!

Under the formidable power, Mo Wudao's face and body had undergone a tremendous change.

His eyes transformed into a scarlet red and emitted a scarlet radiance. Demonic patterns suddenly appeared on his originally handsome face, and the most important thing was that his body started to suffuse with a dense black Qi

It seemed to be the same as the performance of the demon race members.

The people watching from afar turned pale with fright.

"He has become a devil. His Majesty has actually become a devil!"

"He is not our emperor. He has already become a devil!"

"No wonder he was unwilling to send troops to resist the invasion of the devil race. It turns out that he is also one of the tens of thousands of devils!"

"In that case, those people who mysteriously disappeared previously were also disappeared by him?"

The civilians and military officials who heard the news fell into a state of shock.

In this way, Mo Wudao's previous actions could be explained.

He was a demon!

The people who were arguing against Mo Yuanqing immediately switched sides.

Now, they all thought that Mo Yuanqing was here to support Great Feng and expose Mo Wudao's identity as a demon.

At this moment, Mo Wudao no longer cared about these things. As long as he could seize Mo Yuanqing's bloodline, he did not care about the Great Feng Empire.

"Power, only power is eternal!"

Mo Wudao laughed loudly, but his laughter had become a sharp and ear-piercing cackling.

When Mo Yuanqing saw his appearance, a terrifying thought appeared in her heart. No matter what, she would not hold back anymore.

In the next moment, Mo Yuanqing closed her eyes, and an incomparably sharp aura surrounded her body.

A gentle breeze was slowly stirred up within a ten meter radius around her.

Mo Yuanqing, who was in the middle of the ring of breeze, slowly opened her eyes, and a golden light shot out from her body.

"Great MoYuanqing once took advantage of the air, and her longsword cut down demons in a three meter range. Sword, come!"

A light shout sounded.

The surroundings emitted a series of sword chimes, as if they were resonating with the majestic Sword Intent on Mo Yuanqing's body.

Xiu, xiu, xiu!

Amidst the air-piercing sounds, countless long swords rushed over from all directions. The group of densely packed long swords floated behind Mo Yuanqing, emitting a humming sound of worship.

Su Xing nodded his head in praise.

"Ten thousand swords returning to the origin, it seems that Junior Sister's Sword Intent has reached the great success stage."

Su Yan'er also nodded. Her Junior Sister's talent was not inferior to hers in any aspect. It was indeed extraordinary for her to be able to reach this stage at such a young age.

...

Mo Wudao's greedy gaze suddenly changed color when he saw the formation behind Mo Yuanqing.

He also faintly felt a kind of threat. However, things had already come to this point. He already had no other choice.

The aura of the demon race had already been exposed. No matter how great this grand consecration was, it would not be able to accommodate him. For now, he could only forcefully obtain the Human Emperor's bloodline before making any plans.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Mo Wudao gritted his teeth and immediately circulated his demon technique with all his might.

Rumble, rumble!

The sound of blood flowing rang out. Mo Wudao fiercely punched his body a few times. As he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, the aura on his body also increased by a few notches.

However, his current appearance was already in an extremely sorry state.