Immortal Mortal

"My name is Xingmu." The old man did not answer the question of Mo Wuji. Instead, he first told Mo Wuji what his name was.

Mo Wuzhi said in the heart, the name is just right, it really is the guy who will be on the wood.

Xingmu said, "You should know that the gods are newly hatching the nest of the gods?"

Mo Wuxi cautiously replied, "Yes, the disciple knows when he comes back from the planet that competes for the resource card."

Xingmu nodded and asked, "What do you think are the savage repairs in their mouths? With such a large-scale mission of Shenlu and the Divine, will the savage masters dare not swear the world?"

Although I wondered where I knew these things, Mo Wuji still replied in a pretentious manner. "The disciple thought that after a savage repair, it was a savage repair. Ultimately, winning is definitely our god."

Xingmu sneered, "Do you know what we are in the eyes of the other party?"

Mo Wuzhi shook his head.

The wood is cold and cold, "In the eyes of the other party, the monks of the gods and the gods are quite repaired, and they are the true gods of monasticism."

Mo Wuji does not take it seriously. Since everyone is antagonistic, it is natural to try to belittle each other. No one will think that he is not authentic, the other is authentic.

The line said faintly, "It looks like you don't think so."

After saying that he did not wait for Mo Wuji to speak, he continued to say, "In fact, they are right. They are the true gods of monasticism. They are the ones who really got the heavens and the Tao, whether it is IQ or Tao. The body is far better than us, even all the monks who do not belong to them. Because of their pride, in their eyes, all other races and creatures are ants, and they can be arbitrarily slaughtered."

"Predecessors..." Mo Wuji heard that Wu Mu said that the other party actually said it was right, and immediately it was a bit uncomfortable.

Only he just said two words, he was once again blocked by the wood. "I know what you are going to say, but I have not lied to you. All the monks in the realm of the gods are indeed worse than them. In either case, Not as good as them. I don't know if you have ever heard of such a race, Protoss."

Protoss? Mo Wuzhi was shocked. Can he not know the Protoss? The protoss of the cosmic horn are the ones he took the lead to destroy. And that God's hangover was also divided by the rest of his family.

He remembered the ancient cursed pattern of God's hangover. At first he did not understand the lines, so he did not engrave those things. Now think of it, those cursed lines seem to have a emptiness channel. I don't know if the void passage leads to the Protoss.

"That is the Protoss?" Mo Wuji was surprised.

Xmumu nodded. "It seems that you have also heard of the Protoss race. In fact, there are a small number of exercises in the realm of the gods. They are all left behind by the protoss. So from a certain perspective, they Nothing wrong. They are indeed the darlings of the monastic, with noble blood."

Mo Wuji said with a fist, "Predecessors, maybe they are indeed the darlings of the monastic, but to say that they have noble blood, disciples can not agree."

Xingmu did not care about the irrefutation of rebuttal, and continued, "The Protoss always think that they are the real gods and gods, and any other monks, even if they have cultivated into the realm of the gods, should give them blood sacrifices. The ants exist. The reason why I pay attention to you is because you have a strong talent, and whether the gods are gods or gods, you can block the Protoss for the time being.

"Predecessors want the younger generation to go to the newly hatched Shennian Nest to block the Protoss strong?" Mo Wuyi quickly asked.

If this is the case, he would rather leave himself. Unless there are a few kings to protect him behind him, he will go back to death.

Xingmu haha ​​smiled. "Where do I have this kind of skill, I don't know the prophet. When I asked you to do me a favor, the Divine and the Protoss have not yet got through. Can you know these things in advance? I was blessed in the past, now the Lord's Later generations sent a favor card, please ask me to help them set up a support. My old eyes have been unconscious for many years, so I can only let you run for me."

It turned out to be such a thing. Mo Wuji understood why he had to talk to him about the Protoss before, which is equivalent to paying him. He couldn't help but secretly despise, and this line of wood is really awkward. Let him go out alone to help him repay him, and he will tell him some news as a reward.

Through the connection between the sacred nest and the sacred domain, is it that the Protoss has a relationship with the fart? He has no feelings about the gods or the gods. If you are too big, let's go.

"The disciple is willing to run for the predecessors, but there are too many people who are offended by the disciples. I am afraid that the disciples have just stepped out of the Nirvana Academy, and there are people who are going to chase the disciples." Mo Wuji told the truth.

Ximu nodded. "The people in your mortal land are very strong. The emperor also killed a few talented disciples, but he has been living well and even created a land of mortals."

Mo Wuzhi sneered in the heart, live well? How did he hear that the emperor was killed?

Xingmu took out two transmission characters and handed it to Mo Wuji. "This yellow transmission character is crushed and sent directly to the vicinity of Yu's range. Yu, is the benefactor of my favor. After you crush this cyan transmission, you can send it directly outside Nirvana. I believe that after you left the Nirvana Palace, there are still many means. Right, this is the signboard. If you take this to the person of Yu, they will know. Ok, let's go."

In the middle of the conversation, I found out a signboard letter.

Mo Wuyi sighed in the heart, this guy really is stingy. You are such a powerful strongman, send me a top-quality artifact mask to die.

Now he is staring at him and letting him go. He can only crush the yellow transmission character.

A yellow mans rolled up and sent Mo Wu directly away.

A sudden wave of space came, and the sense of unscrupulousness was even blurred at this moment. He was secretly saying how far it was.

Fortunately, this transmitter has consumed space energy, so that Mo Wuji fell from the void.

"Boom!" A huge mud pit was smashed by the body that Mo Wuji fell down. Fortunately, Mo Wuji entered the Eucharist, except for a little wolf, but it did not suffer a little damage.

At this moment, Wu Wuji fully understands that the first transfer of the Nirvana Palace resources is the arrangement of the oldest guy. The old guy got a transfer, but also let people fall, it really is a little psychological abnormal.

Climbing up from the pothole, Mo Wuji took out the printed letter. There is a clear indication of the position above, and the place indicated should be Yu.

Mo Wuji put things up, took out the mask and put it on his face, and made himself a yellow-faced Confucian, which went to Yu.

This mask was still given to him by Qu Yu. I don’t know how many times he helped him. Xingmu is not willing to give him a mask of artifacts, and now he can only use this mask.

There is nothing wrong with Xingmu. Mo Wuji only rushed in accordance with the position map for half an hour. He saw a signboard of some ages, with several words written on it, Shen Lu.

Mo Wuji is staring at this sign, and several people quickly smashed over, and soon fell to the point where Mo Wuji was not far away.

"Who are you? What are you doing here sneaking?" He is talking about a son who is like a crown, and sees that this son and his people are bloodstained, and he knows that these guys should be Just after a fierce battle, I must have lost it before I fled here.

Mo Wuji said faintly, "I am a guest of Yu, I am going to Yu."

"You are a guest of Yu's?" The white-faced son looked up and down with amazement. He said, "I am Yu Qiqi, why have I never heard of Yu and you?" The guests?"

It turned out that this guy is a man of Yu’s, and that’s easy. Mo Wuji took out the printed letter that Xiemu gave him and handed it to Yu Qi. “This is a letter.”

Without a little temptation, Mo Wuji handed over the letter. In fact, I can't help but this guy is fake. After accepting his letter, he can do it with him~www.wuxiaspot.com~, then he can lose it by excuses, and then shake away and leave here. In this case, Xingmu can not blame him. As for the guys of Yu Qi, Mo Wuji really did not put it in the eyes. The strongest of these guys is just the six layers of the gods.

Yu Qi took the letter and immediately said with excitement, "You are a mage, come here to arrange the lineup. Where are you from?"

"You don't know my origins?" Mo asked without doubt.

Yu Qi quickly shook his head. "I don't know. I only know that two years ago, I feathered a gift card, mainly to arrange the support. Later, this gift has never been heard..."

Mo Wuji understands that he is secretive and does not say clearly.

"My name is Mo Xinghe, you take the road." Mo Wuji did not answer the words of Yu Qi, and said in a soft tone.

"Mo, please come with me." Yu Qi was very excited. He brought back the family invited by the family. It is a good thing for him. He will further improve his family. Status, get more cultivation resources.

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Although Lu Yu’s guardianship seems to have been in the vintage for a long time, it is definitely a five-level god.

Under the leadership of Yu Qi, Mo Wuji entered the guard. As soon as he entered the garrison, the rich and infinite spirits infiltrated, and Mo Wuzhi was secretly surprised. Even if it was Nirvana Palace, there was no such rich aura. This is a deep foundation.

Soon, Wu Wuji found that in the support of Yu’s, there seemed to be a lot of low-level Shu Ling Shen. It’s just that the god’s aura is too strong, and the low-level Shu Ling’s array has no way to be completely restrained. This makes Mo Wuyi even more surprised. If it weren't for these low-level Shu Ling Shen, how strong is this feather's **** spirit?

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