Devouring The Heavens

Chapter 105th Mojia Village

This sound is as majestic as the heavens and the earth, and contains the wrath of thunder. Each syllable has infinite power. It shakes the whole glaciers and shakes the mountains, cracking inch by inch.

Xuanyuan's careful liver trembles and his face pales a bit, because Xuanyuan knows that this is absolutely a terrifying existence of the Mo School. I'm afraid it's just that the "Central Shenzhou" Mo School's run-down happened, so it is no wonder They didn't know it until now. Since the ancient times, the sages of the Mojia ancients have left, and they have begun to take a corner, and they have scattered their leaves. They don't know much about the outside world, so they don't know it for granted.

What they retain in their hearts today is only absolute respect for the ancient sages of the Mo family. The Mo family in the'Central China' can be said to be their greatest belief and the greatest pride in their life, because it is the root of the Mo family.

But how can they accept the fact that the Mo family was destroyed in the "Central China" from Xuanyuan's mouth now?

It's as if an invincible existence collapsed in an instant, what kind of feeling it was, one can imagine.

I saw an old man who stepped on a dragon and appeared in front of everyone. His height was not high, and it looked a little bit rickety. His face was all traces of the axe left by the years, his eyes, and The temperament exuded by oneself is extremely majestic, like a tall mountain.As deep as the sea, it is unpredictable.

The dragon under his feet was cold, bronzed all over, with no slight anger, but it made people involuntarily tremble. For no reason, he wanted to avoid the look of that dragon. It seemed that something would come out at any time. It is extremely dangerous to penetrate oneself in general, even the Emperor Zhan feels a little chill.

"The method you are using is the method of my Mo School. Only the descendants of my Mo family's bloodline, please tell me, what the hell is the Mo Central School in Central China? With the power of Daoist art, how many people are capable of destroying my Mo family?"

The old man looked at Xuanyuan, with a trace of sobriety in his eyes, but fortunately someone escaped, otherwise they would never know about it, yet they always yearn for the proud Mojia He collapsed and was destroyed. He still found it difficult to accept. This kind of feeling is difficult for ordinary people to experience. I am afraid that if the remaining Mojia people 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'Nan Yan Xianzhou' to find a blood lineage left by the Holy Ancestor. I'll go, I didn't expect to come It’s really sad that my family’s door has to be turned away. If people drink water and feel warm and cold, I should have known for a long time, even if this world is a person of blood lineage, it may not be able to accommodate you. , I just ask you to let me go and let me go away safely, and I will be satisfied." Xuanyuan's face was lonely and sad. His eyes were full of heartache and soreness, as if he had come here hard all the way, But all his efforts were turned into running water, and as soon as his voice fell, he would turn away.