Thinking about it, Mr. Mo became more and more excited and got closer and closer to Lu Yin.
At this time, the divine power that was originally floating and aimless suddenly flew towards Lu Yin.
The moment the man in Thousand Faces Game fell, all the divine power in his body was absorbed by this sun-like divine power, and his ideology dissipated because no one was controlling it. This is why Mr. Mo believed that the divine power had no home, and it could not find a place to go.
Fusion people.
But no one expected that Lu Yin had divine power in his body. Even though it was just a little bit, it was like a beacon. For this sun-like divine power, this little bit of divine power was a symbol. It rushed towards Lu Yin without hesitation.
Mr. Mo noticed that the divine power was coming toward him and hurriedly avoided it. He immediately looked at the person in Qianmian's situation. He was obviously fainted. How could he still take action? No, it wasn't him.
The divine power did not attack Mr. Mo, but followed his direction and rushed towards Lu Yin.
When Mr. Mo saw it, he was shocked and hurriedly tried to stop it.
But the divine power made him scruple, and the fear of the only true God was deeply imprinted in his heart, making him dare not even touch it.
The divine power hit Lu Yin smoothly.
Mo Lao stared blankly at Lu Yin. Why did the divine power rush towards him? It was not an attack, but more like, integration?
Isn't this son from the Lu family? He has the power of the Lu family and has also cultivated the power of the God of Death and the power of the ancient Taoist master. How come it is related to divine power?
He stared at Lu Yin and approached him step by step. What happened to him?
The dark starry sky is silent, and all living creatures are sleeping.
Only Mr. Mo approached Lu Yin step by step.
He could hear the beating of his own heart. He was afraid. Yes, he was afraid. He was afraid that Lu Yin would be killed by divine power, and that his Sky Eye would be destroyed by divine power. This was his long-cherished wish for countless years. It was so close that he couldn't lose it.
The more he thought about it, the more worried he became, and the more worried he became, the less he dared to get close, lest he see something he didn't want to see.
The beating sound of the heart is getting louder and louder. Wait a minute, Mr. Mo's eyes tremble. This is not the sound of his own heart beating, is it him?
Chapter completed!