The Lord of Ghost

Above the void, divine light bloomed, like gorgeous fireworks, and all kinds of magical powers made people marvel again and again.

Because apart from amazement, there was only silent shock.

At this time, because the resonance of the avenue caused by the activation of the ten-color bloodline gradually subsided, the reflected petals in the outside world, the mist gradually dissipated, and the hazy halo reflected the scene of time.

"Look! The scene is restored again!"

The immortal flower stamens shone brightly, and the spiritual rain fell again, gathering larger dewdrops.

But when the old monsters in the outside world saw the two evildoers fighting, their hearts that had been silent for many years seemed to fly to the clouds, and their turbid eyes were like the genius watching in the secret realm, full of shock.

"What is that!"

They didn't even know how to describe the scene they saw in front of them, especially the man with the Yan Gui mask, the ten bright petals on his forehead became the most eye-catching existence.

"The power of ten veins! How is it possible!"

"How is it possible!?"

"When did the Mo family come out with such a... such a... terrifying monster!"

There are famous people who have lived for thousands of years looking at everything in horror, unable to express themselves in words, and difficult to describe. They even suspect that the haziness displayed by the immortal flower petals is a corner of an illusion.

"The Mo family!"

In an instant, countless forces and sects came to spy, and even ancient beings used the power of the vast sky to watch everything across the distant time and space.

However, let alone them, the people of the Mo family were also dumbfounded.

Looking at their expressions, they had no idea about the ten veins, and it can even be said that the storm in their hearts was more fierce than anyone else.

The power of ten veins! When did such a forbidden genius come out of their family? I dare not even think about it!

"Quick, report to the ancestor!"

For a while, not only the Mo family, but other forces used secret methods to transmit information back to the family across the endless region to awaken the dying old guy in the source of God who fought against the power of time.

In an instant, the Mo family in Zhongzhou was targeted by a terrifying aura, and many people didn't even know what was happening!

"Are you crazy? Your already dry life is stained with the turbid air of the mortal world. How many days can you live!"

As he spoke, under the Mo family ancestral temple, a withered hand pushed away the soil, and the breath rules as deep as the abyss burst out, the runes burned vigorously, and the light of the avenue bloomed.

"Old Mo, you hid deep enough!"

"But the taboo of the power of the ten veins is better buried forever!"

If the power of the ten veins is really allowed to grow, then this life is almost a foregone conclusion!

The ancestor of the Mo family frowned: "What do you mean!"

Suddenly, the skinny dry hand waved, and the lines of cause and effect intertwined, and he instantly understood the reason!

The power of the ten veins!

With the help of the perspective of the Mo family disciples outside the secret realm, he saw the real scene across a distant time and space!

The ten gorgeous petals on the forehead, the unique blood power and magic of the Mo family bloodline, can't be wrong!

Even the heart of the Mo family ancestor, which has been sealed for a long time, is rippled at this moment.

At this time, above the Mo family, the sky changed drastically, the wind and clouds surged, and a creature ignited the divine fire, holding an ancient magic mirror, the divine light penetrated the world, and the surging magic power surged.

He wanted to use the power of the treasure to trace the source and find out the truth of the ten veins power!

For those who can enter the fragments of the secret realm, the bone age is no more than 25, and it is relatively easy to trace the history of these twenty-five years.

"Mist, open!"

The originally turbulent sea of ​​fog was entangled into a vortex. In the center of the vortex, a line of fluorescent causal lines intertwined. Although it was still very vague, it was enough to judge the birth of the ten veins power based on the reaction of the sea of ​​fog.

Because such a taboo was born, it would inevitably set off strange sights.

They were eager to know the identity of the ten veins power!

Because Mo Li was in a secret realm, protected by the laws of the fairy world, it was impossible to trace the source, and he was wearing a mask, and his soul was abnormal, like a cloud of fog.

Suddenly, the fog sea of ​​causality bloomed, breaking through the wisps of fog, and its rays of light splendidly illuminated the void.

"It's him! Twenty-four years ago!"

Such a strange phenomenon can only be the power of the ten meridians. Even if it is peeped through time, it is so bright and brilliant.

Many people were overjoyed, and the true face of the power of the ten meridians was finally revealed!

"Pah!"

Suddenly, a black rule hand condensed in the void, and a slap was slapped down, slapping the fog sea that was peeping at the heels into smoke.

Puff...

Suddenly, the huge backlash force submerged the old monster who cast the spell, and a saint fell to the ground unexpectedly, and his breath disappeared.

A terrifying scene came into view. They knew that the backlash of peeping at time was something that no one could resist.

With the help of treasures, the backlash can be dispersed, so as not to die suddenly.

But the pair of black palms are the most shocking.

"The Mo family is not a place for you to run wild at will!"

The sound of the Tao echoed in the void. When this voice sounded, people were terrified. Those old guys who had been buried underground for a long time and became the last defense of the Tao opened their eyes.

"The Mo family... that old monster has not been decayed by time!"

"Didn't he die a long time ago?!"

In the ancient past, the Mo family had two kings, two supremes with eight meridians, but it is said that only one of them won the throne in the end, and the other supreme died tragically.

After all, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, and the battle between the two kings must end with one death!

Unexpectedly, the supreme who had fallen a long time ago is still alive now!

"It has been too long, and maybe everyone in the world has forgotten the power of my Mo family!"

"Then let's start from now..."

As the voice fell, the holy blood fell on the mountains and rivers.

"All those who invade the Mo family must die!"

Swish!

A white light that tore through the starry sky flashed by, and then an arm protected by divine light suddenly fell, and the saint was bleeding.

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At the same time, outside the secret realm.

The unusual movement of the Mo family in Zhongzhou shocked the crowd.

"Sure enough, a family that can be passed down for tens of thousands of years and then decline has a surprisingly deep foundation."

In the purple gold chariot, the chaotic aura flowed, and the fairy-like woman lifted the bead curtain, with a perfect smile on her lips, looking at the Mo family.

"It has been a long time since the saint fell. It seems that the shock of this life is enough to set off a huge wave in the long river of time!"

The saint, a powerful existence created by heaven and earth, does not reveal himself easily.

A saint fell because of the power of ten meridians, and it was his true body!

The saint is not stupid. After living for many years, he also knows the approximate power of a family.

Then, willing to let the saint die in order to find out the roots of the power of the ten meridians, this price can be said to be extremely high.

At this point, we have to wonder who is pushing behind it?

In the Mo family, the disciples who received the message began to pass on the message.

"The ancestor has ordered that the person with the ten meridians must be brought back to the family at all costs!"

"If necessary, the ancestor will come in person!"