Devouring The Heavens

"It is said that it seems to be the Mohist, and I don't know the specifics." Zhanhuangdao said.

Mojia?

Xuanyuan's heart moved, maybe there was a play.

"Young man, go back, outsiders of'Ice Flame Mountain' cannot enter, this is the rule for countless years."

At this moment, a sound of heaven seemed to come from nine days.

"Well, it seems that my Mojia will be ruined and ruined from now on. In the "Central Shenzhou", my Mojia is gone. I didn't expect that the only branch left in the "Nanyan Xianzhou" would not want to keep me, just forget it." Xuanyuan looked helpless, with a look of loss, lamented:

"My Mo family is standing in the "Central Divine State" and the middle way is ruined. Today the "Central Divine State" is in chaos. The archaic royal family is on the rise. The Mo family is completely destroyed. Alone, fighting by the "Sumen", fleeing the "South Yanxianzhou", looking for the branch that was left by the old ancestors, but I was rejected by the door today without thinking about it. Xizai, wailing..."

Xuanyuan was frustrated, his emotions were high, his nose was full of tears, his words contained all kinds of sadness, all kinds of bitterness, the sadness of seeing, and the tears he smelled, a scene of the run-down of the Mo School seems to appear in front of people.

Xuanyuan's face was full of tears and heartache, and in his hands he operated the incomparably pure method of Mojia's supreme Taoism. The technique of apocalypse was full of spirituality in the avenue, covering the heavens and the earth, as if everything in all directions had been transformed into spirit by him.

Suddenly, an extremely majestic breath rolled out.

"what did you say……"