In the cave of the Nine-Level Peak, with Mo Cang's roar, all the Black Blood Temple belonged to it seemed to be ignited by Mo Cang's words...

"Young Master, the Nine-Level Peak Channel is really about to be opened!? That's great..."

A black-robed old man with blood, whose originally dim eyes instantly lit up blood...

As a bloody old man in the Black Blood Temple, his cultivation level has reached the lower Martial Emperor realm. In the past, when he walked on the mainland, he was always looked up to by others...

However, for more than a year, I have been hiding in this cave at the bottom of the mountain like a mouse, and I am actually a little disappointed.

Now that hearing the news of the arrival of the Nether Clan in the future is equivalent to being able to go to the outer land immediately. That is the opportunity to break the shackles of the continent and have the opportunity to achieve a higher level of cultivation than the Martial Emperor. How can he not be excited?

"For more than a year, according to Chu Yan's level of evil, maybe..."

At this time, Mo Cang did not notice at all. The dozens of people under his command were all bright in their eyes, all with excitement and excitement. Mo Cang browed lightly and was still thinking about what level of Chu Yan's current cultivation level would be.

"Young master, the realm of the Martial Emperor is not as good as before. This realm of the Martial Emperor is close to the half-step Martial Emperor realm shackled by the continent, so when you practice, it is more than ten times more difficult than other realms. In addition, the Martial Emperor realm itself is difficult to break through. Therefore, my subordinates think that even if Chu Yan is a monster, it is impossible to break through quickly in the Martial Emperor realm!"

When Jiuxue Old heard Mo Cang's self-talk, he immediately comforted him...

In fact, according to what Jiuxue Lao thought, no matter what Chu Yan's cultivation level was, or whether he had improved, in just a few days, once the Nine-Level Passage opens, the genius of the Underworld clan arrives. Even if Chu Yan practices to the quasi-emperor level, he will still die!

"Not bad! Young Master, I think Jiuxue Old is right!"

"Yes! Young Master, our Black Blood Temple uses secret techniques to practice, and it is hard to move forward when we reach the Martial Emperor Realm. Don't say that Chu Yan does not have our secret techniques, so in more than a year... I guess it may not be able to improve a small realm in three years!"

"However, it seems that this Chu Yan has been in martial arts for less than three years... this person... is a little..."

"Shut up, gain others' ambitions, destroy your own prestige, are you looking for death??"

“……”

Dozens of disciples and elders of the Black Blood Temple, they were guessing and discussing each other. Some people were afraid of being killed by Chu Yan, and they always felt palpitations in their hearts. Although they knew that what others were right, when these analyses were put on Chu Yan, they would feel that they were not reliable at all.

"Okay! Stop quarrel!"

Mo Cang, who was standing aside and pondering, was finally awakened by the quarrels of his subordinates and shouted directly...

"In two years, no matter whether Chu Yan's cultivation has improved or not, this time, there is no need for us to directly conflict with him!"

At this time, Mo Cang recalled in his sea of ​​consciousness that outside the Sky God Valley, the Big Blood Old Corpse Emperor and the Hall Master Mo Tianqing, two quasi-emperor-level powerful men, both died at the hands of Chu Yan.

Now, although I have forcibly broken through to the quasi-emperor level, it has only been two years, and my combat power is not much worse than Mo Tianqing. So Mo Cang can imagine that even if he faces Chu Yan, he will lose more than he wins...

Now, the young genius of the Nether Clan is about to descend. As the Nether Clan, he stayed on the Haotian Continent, and the only bloodline that has not yet lived, the best choice is of course to return to the Nether Clan directly.

As for Chu Yan, just leave it to the geniuses of the Underworld to deal with it!

Thinking of this, Mo Cang threw all the distracting thoughts in the sea of ​​consciousness out of his mind, and a sneer regained a trace of sneer on his face, glanced at his face, and at the same time, he spoke gently.

"Chu Yan, let's leave it to the geniuses of the Holy Clan. Just so happens that Chu Yan's three-life martial soul, coupled with the blood of the heavens, will arouse the interest of all geniuses of the Holy Clan."

"And we, everyone is ready. When the time and space channel is opened, everyone will follow me and return to the Holy Clan!"

Mo Cang's words fell into the ears of dozens of people in front of him, as if they were divine words and sounds. Everyone felt that they were bathed in the body by the holy light, and their pores were wide open all over their bodies, and they were all cheering wildly...

"Thank you, Young Master! The Holy Clan is supreme!"

"Thank you, Young Master! The Holy Clan is supreme!"

"Thank you, Young Master! The Holy Clan is supreme!"

“……”

Dozens of people who survived the Black Blood Temple bowed to Mo Cang's feet at the same time, shouting in unison, shaking the entire underground cave...

In their opinion, Mo Cang's words were even more reliable than the dead palace master Mo Tianqing!

Because, as the high-level officials of the Black Blood Temple, they naturally know the secrets of the Black Blood Temple!

In the former Black Blood Temple, although Mo Tianqing was the hall master on the surface, in fact, the identity and status of the demon son Mo Cang made the senior officials of the Black Blood Temple even more afraid!

Because the true identity of the demon son Mo Cang is a genius of the Holy Clan!

It was the genius who was appointed to stay on the Haotian Continent during the last Haotian Tribulation, among the more than 30,000 geniuses of the Underworld, who were appointed to serve as the genius who was in charge of the next trial.

Therefore, even the Lord of the Black Blood Temple is just a small place of trial in front of Mo Cang. Even the Lord of the Holy Clan Branch is not considered the head of the branch, and his physical status is naturally not comparable to that of the geniuses of the Holy Clan.

Now, Mo Cang spoke, and dozens of disciples and elders of the Black Blood Temple, their hearts were finally let go.

However, they ignored them all because of excitement and excitement. After Mo Cang finished saying this, a trace of strange color flashed deep in his eyes.

............

The Central Region of Zhongtian Continent, the Thousand Miles of Snow Mountains...

The endless land, mountains and rivers are completely shrouded in a snowy and ice...

Looking up, the world was covered with silver makeup, making people feel a little chill from the bottom of their hearts!

However, after the first glance, anyone standing in front of the Jixue Mountains would quickly turn their eyes on the sky of the main peak of the Jixue Mountains...

There is a "Feiling Peak" floating above the sky!

The nine-level ten thousand-foot spiritual peaks are closely connected, one peak higher than the other, green mountains and green mountains, colorful spiritual fog linger, and the sound of beasts roaring from time to time comes.

In this frozen world, it gives people a feeling of being paradise and a fairyland on earth.

There is... Nine-two Peak!

On the Haotian Continent, the "Nine-Level Peak" that is known as the No. 1 Jedi, which is difficult for even a god to break through is also rumored that warriors, even ordinary people, can step directly on the outside of the Ninth Heaven, and achieve the ladder of the heaven beyond the Martial Emperor!

Tens of thousands of years ago, some hidden powerhouses and some sect powerhouses often came here to forge the Nine-Level Peak, hoping to really step into the Nine-Level Outer Heaven and escape from the Haotian Continent.

Many of these people are ancient warriors who have experienced the last Haotian tribulation. After experiencing the Haotian tribulation, they know in their hearts that only this path is the only way to get them out of this heaven and dungeon cage!

The Nine-Level Peak has become the path of hope for the first strongest man in the continent in tens of thousands of years!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!