Suddenly Mo cried and was dumbfounded, savoring what the other party said carefully. He couldn't speak for a long time. Saint Haoyu didn't like him at all. Now that he saw him like this, he smiled slyly and felt a little gloating.
"It's impossible for my boss, Zhen Gu Shuojin, who is one of the few geniuses in the world, to die so easily. You are so despicable and shameful that you actually want to deceive me with this." Mo cried angrily and spoke rudely. He didn't believe that Qin Chen would die.
In the past, he was chased and killed by all the heroes. Even the Great Sage didn't help him. How could he die so easily?
"How dare you talk to me like this? I'm tired of living." Saint Haoyu was very angry. As the leader of a clan, had he ever been scolded like this before?
Taoist Lingxu hurriedly came up to smooth things over and said to Mo Chou: "Don't cry, don't get excited. Qin Chen has indeed perished and been led into the starry sky by the Saint of Wangyue Tower. He is probably dead and will never come back."
"How could you be so decisive when you just saw him being led into the void and didn't see him being killed?" Mo Cail sneered and refused to believe that Qin Chen would be defeated so easily.
"It's a joke that he has been exiled from the starry sky. Unless he masters the art of the starry sky, he will not be able to come back. Even if he was not killed at the time, he will eventually face an eternal drift and be buried in the starry sky forever as the years pass." Saint Haoyu thought with disdain. Doubt that Qin Chen will die
The universe is so vast, full of mysteries, vast and boundless
If you lose the fundamentals and find a way out, you will lose your direction and will never be able to return to the wilderness.
"I think that my boss is not an ordinary person. He has his own way to return to this place. Don't use your short-sightedness to speculate on the talents of geniuses." Mo Cai also sneered.
"How dare you know who you are talking to right now?" Saint Haoyu was displeased. Even though Mo Cry was highly regarded by Taoist Lingxu, he was not qualified to be so disrespectful to him. He said sternly: "Master Zhang Fatian, you are infected with madness." The bad habits from his disciples make him as arrogant as he is."
If Taoist Lingxu hadn't held Mo Chou in high regard, he would have been so angry that he wanted to slap him to death. Being the leader of a clan and being humiliated like this is unbearable.
No matter how you say Mo Cai is a disciple of his Xishan Tribe, but he is so disdainful of him as the Holy Lord that he can't help but feel resentful.
"My boss taught me to be neither humble nor arrogant, but to be humble and polite depends on who you are dealing with." Mo Cry said with a faint smile: "I don't need to talk to those who try to suppress me about how to be polite."
Saint Haoyu was trembling with anger but could not say a word because Taoist Lingxu restrained him.
Mo Cui and Qin Chen are brothers, and Qin Chen has a close relationship with the supreme leader of their clan, and Mo Cui's qualifications are not inferior to those in the world, so he naturally chooses to train Mo Cui.
Mo Cry has a special physique. He has the same barbaric body as the son of the former Supreme Being. Maybe he will be more fond of the Supreme Being after seeing him. Taoist Lingxu, this old fox’s wishful thinking is clever, but he doesn’t know that the Supreme Being is a fake from the beginning to the end.
Taoist Lingxu smiled kindly and said, "I don't care whether Qin Chen has been defeated or not. Now that you have broken through the barrier of life and death, what are your plans?"
Taoist Lingxu wanted to cultivate him. Naturally, he hoped that he could stay in the Xishan tribe, but he still wanted to hear what Mo Cry meant.
Hearing this, Mo Cail glanced sideways at the indignant Saint Haoyu and said decisively: "Behead the world."
"You are so brave. The world is the son of our clan. How can I allow you to be disrespectful?" Saint Haoyu was furious. The world was cultivated by him. However, Mo Cry threatened to kill him. He could not ignore it.
However, Mo Cai still feared and said: "He was the Son of God in the past. It's time for me to be the next Son of God."
"You" Saint Haoyu was so angry that he wanted to slap him to death, but was blocked by Taoist Lingxu.
Taoist Lingxu's eyes flashed and he asked with a smile: "Don't cry. Do you know that disease comes from the mouth, and disaster comes from the mouth? These words cannot be said casually, otherwise it will cause death and disaster. This world is definitely not ordinary people. It was once known as the West Mountain Tribe. A rare prodigy of this age, if your words reach his ears, I’m afraid there will be some troubles. Please just calm down and let this matter go. I will pretend that I didn’t hear it at all.”[
This old fox deliberately pretended to be a good person and stood up to give advice at this time, but what he said was undoubtedly a mockery, saying that he was not as good as the world.
Mo Cry was also displeased and said harshly: "It's a joke. If I, Mo Cry, were really afraid, he wouldn't have spoken like this. Please tell me where he is and I'll pick his head. I'll take the throne of the Son of God of the Xishan Tribe from now on." Come and sit"
Mo Cry is so fearless. When he met Qin Chen for the first time, he knew that he was about to die, but he did not show too much fear. From the beginning to the end, he was calm and composed. He did not respect anyone in the world and only respected Qin Chen. Chen Mo said it was a world. Even if Taoist Lingxu took action in person, it would be difficult to hear a word of submission from his mouth.
"I heard that you cultivated that world. I want to see if I, a self-taught person, will be inferior to you, a genius cultivated by the Holy Lord." Mo Caiyin smiled and his figure turned into a ray of light and rushed into the sky. His long laughter came from the air: "Since you value him so much, I will kill him to make you lose face."
"I'll kill you for being arrogant." Saint Haoyu was completely angry. Mo Chou provoked him one after another and threatened to kill the genius he cultivated. He repeatedly disrespected him, the leader of the clan, and was so arrogant that there was no limit to it.
Just when Saint Haoyu was about to take action, Taoist Lingxu stopped him and said: "Let him go. He may not be able to kill Jie. If Zhenjie is not his opponent, then he will take the position of Son of God. My Xishan tribe does not need waste." "
Taoist Lingxu could see that Mo Cry was arrogant and did not think that he was inferior to Jie. Moreover, because Jie and Qin Chen had some grudges, Mo Cry naturally regarded him as his enemy and wanted to kill him to avenge Qin Chen.
"Boss, I will never believe that you died like this. I will never believe it."
A ray of light flashed across the sky, accompanied by a roar that shook the mountains and rivers.
At this moment, another piece of news caused a sensation among everyone, that is, the Holy Son Realm of the Xishan Tribe was attacked.
That night, the world was filled with darkness. One man in the Sun and Moon Light Realm fought against fifteen overlords and was undefeated and killed them all.
This news shocked the world. It was so powerful that nothing could stop him, just like the resurrection of the Barbarian God.
Even fifteen overlords were killed by him, which shows that his combat power is incredible. He is arrogant and arrogant, and he did not bring a guard to travel, but he has such a record. It can be said that he is not weak.
Some people speculate that this is Wangyuelou's revenge against the Xishan tribe. He wants to kill the son of God of the Xishan tribe and destroy the future successor.
But the result was beyond everyone's expectation. Not only did they fail to make any achievements, but they were all killed by the world.
At the same time, the younger generation of Wangyue Tower were also attacked while traveling. They always covered their faces and could not see their true faces.
But everyone pointed the finger at Jie, thinking that he came to take revenge on Wangyuelou because he was resentful after being attacked.
Little did they know that this was actually the first step in Qing Yingting's revenge. He began an endless massacre. Anyone related to Wangyue Tower would inevitably die.
For a time, people in the entire wilderness were panicked, so the forces chose to stay alone and not get involved in this muddy water. After all, the supreme influence was very wide.
Wangyue Tower suddenly became isolated. No one dared to lend a helping hand to them. As a result, Holy King Bai Miao has been frowning in recent days. Maybe the result will be different next time the Xishan tribe comes again.
Taoist Lingxu has seen through the mystery of the True Starry Sky Map. You must be prepared next time. The True Starry Sky Map will never play any key role again.
But at this time, the news came that his disciple was attacked and killed. He became even more agitated and finally became angry with shame, which was quite a bit like breaking a jar.
He also sent several strong men to assassinate the world in an effort to completely eliminate the first genius of the Xishan tribe.
This place is a place with high mountains, green water, steaming clouds, and awe-inspiring rosy clouds. Fairies, birds, and animals roam the ground. The scenery is quite charming. Thousands of auspicious energy rise like dragons, and thousands of auspicious lights illuminate the earth. It is a spectacular sight.
On top of this, a figure sits on the movement, regulating the breath, returning to simplicity and nature as the foundation of the Tao. This is the ultimate evolution of the Tao, containing all the mysteries and true meanings.
There is a blood-red sword stuck next to him, steaming with wisps of evil and demonic nature. Just by looking at it, it is easy to be affected by its aura and disturb the mind.
This person is the one who escaped from the tiger's mouth. He went through a hard battle. Although he won a great victory, he also exhausted his mana. Now he is sitting here and teasing, and he must try his best to recover his mana so as not to face the next attack again.
He knew that as the divine son of the Xishan tribe, he would naturally stand at the forefront of the storm and watch the Moon Tower, and he would never let go of his divine son.
Suddenly, a cold and biting murderous intention suddenly hit Jie's whole body. He felt that he was locked by a force of energy and someone was chasing him.
"Boom"
At this moment, a large mountain that was 20 to 30 kilometers long was thrown across the sky, covering the sky and the sun. Everything in the world was shrouded in this shadow.
"Come and die"
With a loud roar, Jie flew away into the sky, and the blood-red sword flew out with him in mid-air. He held it in his hand and slashed it down angrily.
A long river of blood cut through the long air and rushed straight into the distance like a dragon, splitting the roughly powerful building in half and collapsing suddenly.
"This is the day of your death. I, Wangyue Tower, have come to seek your life." An old woman said sternly. She was dressed in strange clothes, her face was covered with golden liquid, and she drew mysterious and complicated figures. pattern
"Nangong Xue, you old witch is not dead yet." Jie sneered and knew that she was a semi-saint from Wangyue Tower.
Jie looked at the number of people so far and found that there were more than twenty overlords, much more than before. Among them, there was a Half-Saint who led the way, which was even more unstoppable.
Jie Jie was awe-inspiring and couldn't help but feel worried that so many people had arrived and wanted to join forces to kill him. If he said it was easy, that would be a lie. What's more, there was a semi-saint among them.
"Use your words and kill him," Nangong Xue said in a cold voice with a murderous look on his face.