Devouring The Heavens

This voice is as majestic as heaven and earth, containing the fury of thunder, and every syllable has boundless power, which shakes the entire glacier and cracks every inch of it.

Xuanyuan's heart was trembling, and his face was a little pale, because Xuanyuan knew that this was definitely an extremely terrifying existence of the Mo family, and it was probably only just now that he knew about the collapse of the Mo family in the 'Central Shenzhou', so it was no wonder why he lost his composure. They didn't know until now that since ancient times, after the ancient sages of the Mohist school left, they began to live in a corner, spread out, and didn't know much about the outside world, so it was only natural that they didn't know.

What they retain in their hearts now is the absolute respect for the ancient sages of the Mohist school. The Mohist school of the "Central China" can be said to be their greatest belief, and it can be said to be the greatest pride of their life, because it is the root of the Mohist school.

But now it came from Xuanyuan that the Mo family was destroyed in the 'Central China', how could they accept it?

It's like an invincible existence in my heart collapsed in an instant, one can imagine what kind of feeling that is.

I saw an old man stepping on a dragon, appearing in front of everyone, his height is not high, he looks a little rickety, his face is full of marks left by years of knives and axes, his eyes, and The temperament exuded by oneself gives people incomparable majesty, like a tall mountain. As deep as the sea, unpredictable.

The giant dragon under his feet is cold, bronze-colored, and lifeless, but it makes people's heart tremble involuntarily. For no reason, they want to avoid the eyes of that giant dragon. It seems that something will break out at any time. It is extremely dangerous to penetrate oneself, even the Emperor of War feels a little terrified.

"The method you used is the enlightenment method of my Mohist family. I only inherit the descendants of my Mohist family, Erlang, tell me quickly, what is going on with the Mohist family in the 'Central China'? You must know that my Mohist family has no The power of Taoism is boundless, how many people have such ability, can destroy my Mo family?"

The old man looked at Xuanyuan, with a trace of sobriety in his eyes. Fortunately, someone escaped, otherwise, they would never know about it, but they have always yearned for and are proud of the Mo family He still finds it unacceptable to collapse and be wiped out like this. This kind of feeling is difficult for ordinary people to understand. I am afraid that if the remaining Mo family members know it, it will set off a storm.

"It seems that you are still doubting my identity. Forget it, I shouldn't have taken such a high risk to come to the 'Nanyan Xianzhou' to find a bloodline left by the holy ancestor. I'd better go. I didn't expect to come here. It's really sad that I have to be turned away from the door of my family. Like a person who drinks water, he knows how warm and cold he is. I should have understood a long time ago that even a person who inherits blood may not be able to accommodate you in this world. , I just ask you to let me go, and I will be satisfied." Xuanyuan's face was lonely and sad, and his eyes were full of heartache and sorrow, as if he had worked hard all the way here, But all his efforts were turned into running water, and as soon as the words fell, he would turn around and leave.

Long Bi, Yuan'er, and Zhan Huang were stunned, because at this moment, they also felt that Xuanyuan was really the son and grandson of the Mo family, and they were stunned.

"You bastard! 'Central China' is the foundation of my Mohist family. Now that the descendants who are in distress come to seek refuge, why don't you invite them in quickly and let them stand there in a daze?" A voice of anger came from the extremes of ice and fire. Within the restriction, a roar of angry shouts came, shaking the old man standing on the dragon to nod repeatedly, knowing that he was rude.

"Quick, come in quickly. I was just in a hurry and wanted to know the situation of the 'Central Shenzhou' Mo family. Please forgive me for being rude." The old man hurriedly bowed to Xuanyuan and his party, sincerely apologizing.

Only then did Xuanyuan look relieved, touched it, nodded embarrassedly and said:

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that I've been running away in a hurry, running around, wandering between life and death. Most of the people I met were bad people, so I was disheartened. I didn't repay you when I came here. I had too much hope, and I also have bad things, I shouldn't judge the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

Xuanyuan changed his face very quickly, Zhan Huang's face twitched when he heard it, this Xuanyuan is simply a talent.

He was sure that Xuanyuan had nothing to do with a single coin of the Mohist family, but how did Xuanyuan's magical powers of the Mohist sect come from? Could it be derived from the magical powers created by the "Body of Ten Thousand Transformations" itself? It is so miraculous that the other party is still a figure of a half-step emperor, so he is recognized like this! Absolutely no fakes.

The old man who stepped on the giant dragon waved his hand, and a spiritual light shrouded it, leading Xuanyuan and his party into the place where the 'Bingyan Mountain' was located.

There was a flash of light in front of everyone's eyes, and everyone was in a trance for a while, without the slightest power of spatial fluctuations, everything came silently, Xuanyuan's moving eyes searched, but they couldn't see any doorway at all, until the light in front of them gradually gradually slowed down. Fading away, Xuanyuan only saw an ice wall in front of him, which was crystal clear and round, and various traces of the Dao were carved on it, and the breath of ancient sages overflowed, permeating the entire 'Bingyan Mountain'.

There is plenty of fighting energy in the world here, and there is the Xuanyin of the ancient sages and sages in the avenue of heaven and earth. The practice here is far better than most places in 'Nanyan Xianzhou', but such places are extremely rare. In order to avoid Unnecessary disputes, so the entire Mohism chose to hide from the world.

Xuanyuan looked at everything in front of him, and his heart skipped a beat:

"I think this is the homeland created by the ancient sages of the Mohist family and the women of 'Nanyan Xianzhou'. There are many methods that cannot be deployed by non-ancient sages. After generations of reproduction, there are today's grand occasion!"

Xuanyuan can feel that there are countless masters in this 'Bingyan Mountain', everyone is a sage, humble and courteous, everyone loves and supports each other.

"Well, you kid used this excuse to sneak in, let's see how you deal with it later." The greedy old man laughed and yelled, obviously wanting to see Xuanyuan deal with these old monsters of the Mo family.

Xuanyuan shrugged, with a completely indifferent attitude:

"It's nothing, as long as I tell the truth, I don't believe that they will kill me. No matter who tells them to ignore me, I have no choice but to do so."

"Then I can only bless you in my heart." The greedy old man thought for a while, and felt the same. After all, Xuanyuan is a man of great luck in the human race. He has made great contributions to the 'Nanyan Xianzhou', and he wants to kill Xuanyuan. This is unreasonable, especially the Mo family is still the inheritance of the ancient sages. If they dare to do harm to Xuanyuan, they will slap their ancestors in the face. Absolute respect!

"Son, what's your name?" Although Xuanyuan is a child from the Mohist family, in the eyes of the old man, Xuanyuan is just a child after all. His voice is gentle and his expression is slightly apologetic. It is obvious that Xuanyuan has suffered a lot along the way. Suffering and tormenting, as an elder, he should give the younger generation some comfort.

"Me? My name is Xuanyuan!" Xuanyuan raised his head and chest, and said in a heavy voice.

"Xuanyuan? Mo Xuanyuan?" The giant dragon under the old man's feet turned into a huge dragon boat and left through the air.

"No, it's just called Xuanyuan." Xuanyuan said seriously.

"As the son and grandson of my Mo family, why isn't your surname Mo?" The old man rolled his eyes and asked in a serious voice. It is not his fault, because the son of the Mo family is not named Mo, which is very outrageous , It is simply unworthy descendants.

"Well, you bring in this 'Bingyan Mountain', the person who can make the decision, come and talk to me, when the time comes, all the truth will be explained, and you will understand." Xuanyuan looked mysterious .

"...you?" It was about the safety of the Mo family, and the old man didn't dare to carry it a little bit. After a while, an old man with black hair and black hair stepped out, and the breath on him was even stronger. old.

"I can still be the master in the Mo family. What do you think, just say it straight?"

The old man with thick black beard and hair in front of him looked at Xuanyuan with an unfathomable smile on the corner of his mouth.

Xuanyuan got goosebumps all over his body for no reason, and said with a dry smile:

"Actually, I am not a descendant of the Mohist family."

As soon as these words came out, Mo Teng, the old man riding a dragon's expression changed, and he shouted:

"You are not the son and grandson of my Mo family, why do you know the supreme ancient technique of my Mo family, this technique only inherits the direct blood of my Mo family..."

Xuanyuan immediately interrupted Mo Teng's words, sonorously and forcefully, and said loudly:

"In the ancient times, the sages of the Mohists in the 'Central Shenzhou' and 'Nanyan Xianzhou' left their own orthodoxy, will, and spirit without reservation. What does it mean to only inherit your Mohist descendants? The ancient sages of the Mohist How much do you appreciate the love of the world and the selflessness of the world?"

Mo Teng was blocked by Xuanyuan's words, and his eyes stared straight at Xuanyuan.

"Hehe, little brother, welcome to my Mohist village, but the Mohist supernatural powers you have cultivated seem to be more exquisite than ours. You should have obtained the true book of my Mohist supreme Taoism Inheritance, this is your luck, you come to see me in this way, I want to know, what's the matter with you?"

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding scene changed again. Long Bi and Zhan Huang didn't expect that Xuanyuan had lied to them just now, and now he admitted it. Looking at this situation, is it possible to send them out again?