Yang Yi suddenly used the Holy Light Sword and slashed it into Mo Qu's chest. The Pangu runes all over his body immediately bound Mo Qu. The Holy Light Sword lay across Mo Qu's neck, and Yang Yi's eyes

It was very cold. Mo Qu glanced at him and shouted.

"What are you doing?"

"You are not Mo Qu."

Yang Yi said word for word, "Mo Qu will never let Xue Ji act alone, let alone not knowing her whereabouts. You have been exposed."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Even if we have a close relationship, she still has her own private affairs. Can I still interfere with them one by one?"

Mo Qu seemed a little annoyed and said, "Let me go quickly.

What are you still doing?"

"Whether you are Mo Qu or not, you will know once you try."

Yang Yi smiled coldly, and then the Holy Light Sword in his hand scratched Mo Qu's neck without hesitation. Suddenly, Mo Qu, who had a calm face, screamed in pain.

The wounds that were originally seeping with golden energy turned into swamp gas, and the black gas on his chest and neck exuded a dark aura. Mo Qu's face changed for a while, and finally turned into the appearance of a fallen angel.

"You are smart enough to see through this."

The Fallen Angel looked at Yang Yi coldly, and Yang Yi looked at him and said, "No need to talk nonsense, I won't let you go. Tell me where the cracks in the seal are, and I'll give you a good time."

"You're just a junior, threatening me? You're really brave!"

The Fallen Angel said fiercely, "To tell you the truth, I was not the only one to escape from that rift, my companions have also come out! They will come to support me soon!"

"As for you righteous gods who talk so much about morality, just wait to be torn apart by us!"

The Fallen Angel said fiercely. Upon hearing this, Yang Yi's face darkened.

"Master Yun, go back now and find out who is colluding with the Fallen Angel in your family. You must not release the Fallen Angel!"

Yang Yi said decisively, "Zizhu has already gone to Yun's house before you. I'm afraid she is having trouble with Yun Xiong. I need your help in this matter."

"I see."

Yun Lan nodded. For him, this was an opportunity to make a meritorious deed. If Yun Xiong committed suicide and colluded with the Fallen Angel, he would definitely not be the head of the Yun family.

As long as you handle things properly, the position of head of the family is yours.

Looking at Yun Lan's retreating figure, Yang Yi turned to look at the Fallen Angel. An extremely powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body, and he attacked the Fallen Angel with overwhelming murderous intent.

The Holy Light Sword seemed to feel the anger of its owner, and burst out with a "buzz" sound. Yang Yi said, "I'll give you one last chance. Where is the crack?"

All the fallen angels of the past generations have been suppressed in the seal. If they all escape, the evil energy rising to the sky will cause the entire Court of Gods to fall.

No wonder Jack and the God of Curses were so concerned about this matter at that time. It seemed that this was an unavoidable catastrophe for the Court of Gods.

"Boy, if you want to kill, just kill, there is so much nonsense!"

The Fallen Angel laughed twice, "Do you think I will be afraid of you? You are just a candidate for God, you can't change anything! All the Fallen Angels are coming out, even God can't stop them!"

"The hostility in the Fallen Angel is so strong that one breath alone can drown you all. I'll be waiting for you on the road to the afterlife! Hahaha!"

The fallen angel laughed twice. At this time, a breath of death came quickly. Before Yang Yi came back to his senses, he only felt as if someone pushed his hand, and the holy light sword was stabbed in instantly.

The fallen angel's throat.

The light of the Holy Light Sword burned the Fallen Angel's throat like a flame, and soon, the Fallen Angel's body dissipated between heaven and earth like fly ash.

"Why are you talking nonsense to him? Just kill him!"

Yang Yi only felt a strong breath of death behind him. He turned around and saw a man in a black windbreaker with his hands in his pockets and looking at him with an indifferent expression.

The man was wearing a black windbreaker, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and short hair flying. If you ignore the aura on his body, he is really a talented person.

"Lord Death?"
Chapter completed!