Omnipotent Overlord

Lingxiao Mountain.

After a period of rescue and the consolidation of Li Renlong, natural disasters have gradually stopped.

It's been almost a week since the matter between the Clan and the Clan, and the Puppet Heavenly Court is still in preparation.

For a while, the Quartet came to congratulate.

The Cricket Heaven Court has gathered so many powerful forces in Kyushu, except for the hostile forces such as the Nightmare and the Jiuli Tribe. Some forces who wanted to remain neutral came to congratulate.

The mana clan seems to have forgotten about the Jiuli tribe, so the Jiuli tribe has entered a short period of peace.

But all the high-level cottages of the Jiuli tribe and the strongmen of the Lingxiao Mountain Presbyterian Church knew that this was just the calm before the storm.

The storm is coming, until the storm really falls. It was a mess in the world and the creatures were charcoaled.

Li Mo inside Lingxiao Mountain is still trapped in the closed stone altar. Even Li Mo does not know how long he has been here.

Li Mo only knew that the stubble he had grown before. Now it has floated to the waist, and even a black beard has been mixed with a white beard.

Li Mo was anxious because Li Mo didn't know how the world was going.

Did the Manchu Tianting attack the Jiuli Tribe? Grandpa, what happened to them, lost?

Jin Qiaoxin, Feng Yuwei, Chi You, Fat Ball, Ah Tu, Dongfang Yibai...

So many people want to remember Li Mo, Li Mo panicked.

"Hey! Ancestor Jiuli, let me go!"

"Jiuli Tribe is about to fight! I just can't get Lingxiao Mountain, can't be the owner of Lingxiao Mountain, and I have to let me go. I want to join the war!"

"..."

I don't know how many springs go to autumn and winter, no matter how Li Mo tears his heart apart. There was no movement outside the secret room, and the consciousness left by Jiu Li seemed to dissipate, and never came out again.

Gradually, Li Mo's forehead began to appear wrinkled. The beard also began to pale, and even the waist plate that once stood like a long sword, rather than bending, was lost to the years and gradually began to bend.

But now Li Mo is not as anxious as he was before. He even took out some jade slips in the storage bag from time to time and looked at it carefully.

Li Mo once received many exercises from the Book Collection Pavilion, some of which were recorded by Ming Soul. Some are more recorded in the jade slips.

But it was just a collection, Li Mo didn't understand it, study. Now that there is time, Li Mo held his heart and studied the exercises.

"Are you in a hurry?"

On this day, the voice that did not know how many years had disappeared sounded again.

Even after so many years, this voice Li Mo is still no stranger. After all, it is the consciousness of this voice that has shut him down for so many years.

Li Mopan sat on the ground, holding a jade jade with a wide grin, "concern is chaotic, and you were just locked in for the first few years here. Because I was afraid that the manchu puppet heaven would attack the Jiuli tribe, and the person I care about would die like this. So panicked. Now, I have finally realized how difficult Grandpa has been over the years."

"I just panicked for a few years? He panicked for the stability of the Jiuli tribe for a lifetime, and even caused his cultivation practice to never break through the gods."

"Oh? Thousands of years of life in the powerhouse of the fairyland, you can grow old like this, and you can't do it in seven or eight hundred years. Are you afraid?"

Jiu Li's consciousness asked with interest, as if he had discovered the New World.

"Panic? If you panic, should you be the one who panics?"

The voice fell, and Li Mocang's deep, deep eyes opened like a sword. Where does that eye-catching look look like that of an old man?

"Why? Why am I panicking?" Jiu Li asked in confusion.

"Jiuli ancestors worked in heaven for the first half of their lives, and spent the rest of their lives working for the Jiuli tribe. You are the consciousness of the Jiuli ancestors, just like the Jiuli ancestors. If the Jiuli tribes really have a war, you will still be interested. Chat with me here?

And when I first saw you, your consciousness wanted to dissipate. How much leisure do you have to spend time evaluating me? "

With that, Li Mo got up slowly.

With Li Mo's movements, Li Mo's white whiskers hanging down to the waist gradually dispersed. The area around the forehead is also not shrinking. The spine that is gradually curved is also slowly rising, like a straight long sword, the edge is unstoppable!

"So everything here is an illusion, if I am not wrong, should it be the illusion of dreams?"

Li Mo also practiced the Great Dream Divine Skill, and he still can't guess the things here for so long. The experience of Li Mo II also lived in vain.

"Although I don't know that the time in the secret room you control is several times different from the time in the outside world, the time in the outside world is definitely not that long! It may have been hundreds of years in the secret room, how many days have the outside world been? How many months? "

"Interesting, Ling Xiao's vision is good."

Although he cannot see Jiu Li's consciousness, Li Mo can feel it. This Jiuli seems to be laughing.

"It's still the same problem, what happened?"

"It's the same answer."

Li Mo said lightly.

"The killing heart is unchanged forever?" Jiu Li's consciousness gradually dignified and asked.

Li Mo nodded his head, but in a light tone he was full of perseverance

"Forever!"

"Hahaha...good! good! good!"

Jiuli's consciousness said three good things in succession, showing how happy Jiuli was.

In this young man, Jiu Li saw the shadow of his own experience at www.wuxiaspot.com.

I once took the Jiuli tribe to fight against the world, and when the heyday was full, the ancestors had to avoid their edge.

Although Jiuli finally lost to the years, the soldiers lost to the 100,000 mountains.

But after so many years, Jiu Li's consciousness is also thinking on his own.

He was thinking, was he wrong?

the answer is negative! Never change the heart! Only kill the damn! My Jiuli did nothing wrong!

The kid in front of him is also the same. The killing heart remains the same!

Only such a person can protect Jiu Li from being bullied. In order to recover the blood feud of the Jiuli tribe thousands of years ago!

"You can inherit my mantle, the last question, are you willing to protect the Jiuli Tribe?"

Jiuli continued to ask.

Li Mo paused for a moment, and a picture appeared in his mind.

There are Menglin and Mengkun. There are Chiyou, fat ball, ingenuity, Ah Tu~www.wuxiaspot.com~ there are Aigong Liren dragon, Dongfang Yibai, land battle, wood stone...

These people who are persistent for the Jiuli tribe are really cute.

Li Mo nodded solemnly, "I will!"

"Hahaha, so many years. But it's waiting..."

Jiuli's consciousness was in a good mood, as the voice of Jiuli's consciousness fell.

The walls around the secret room fell one after another, and the entire secret room became a stone altar again.

"I can go with peace of mind."

The voice fell, and Li Mo felt a heavy coercion from the sky. Pure aura came to the surface.

However, Li Mo could feel that this coercion was not malicious, so there was no slight panic.

"This is the last will of Jiuli's ancestors?"

Lifting his hand to touch the pure aura on his head, Li Mo muttered to himself.

Li Mo knew that this was the creation of Jiu Li's consciousness.

Li Mo absorbed these auras, and a generation of God King Realm Jiuli will completely dissipate in this world.

This is Jiuli's last effort to protect the tribes of Jiuli.

When the wax torch turned into grey tears, Li Mo bowed his head in tribute, his face full of respect.

Then Li Mopan sat on the stone altar, twirled his hands, and turned the world's chemical formula to madly absorb the gentle pressure from his head.

Even though Jiu Li's consciousness has been weak for so many years, the remaining energy is still very powerful for a monk in a fairyland.

If you change to other land wonderland monks to absorb this energy, it is estimated that it will take several years.

But Li Mo, who has a world-famous formula, can greatly speed up his absorption.