Hand Over To Brother

"I have not found a way to find Su Mo, but there is a way to make him show up!" Demon God Jiu Yang said coldly.

His son, Mo Jue, had suffered from Su Mo's vicious attacks and Demon God Jiu Yang was not going to let Su Mo off.

However, what made him feel secure was that the Spiritual Soul Tablet that Mo Jue had left behind in the tribe was not broken. This meant that Mo Jue was not dead yet and was definitely just locked up by Su Mo.

As such, he had to find Su Mo as quickly as possible.

"How do we make him show up?" Wu Jing asked in a deep voice.

"Kill Yun Youyou!" Murderous intent in the eyes of Demon God Jiu Yang flashed. They were as cold as ice.

"Yun Youyou is of the Sun Moon Tribe and is deeply valued. How would the Sun Moon Tribe agree to this?" Wu Jing shook his head.