Martial Peak

"The brood..." Cang smiled, "Is that what you call it? It's also appropriate. Yes, the brood is indeed here, in the darkness, within the ban."

"Here is the source of the Mo Clan?"

"Yes!"

The ancestor of Biluoguan pondered for a moment, and said, "How do seniors call Brood?"

The mother’s nest is proposed by the human race today. Listening to Cang’s meaning, it seems that there are other names. Although one name does not mean much, it may sometimes reflect something different.

"Mo." Cang replied, "It calls itself Mo!"

As soon as he said this, many Ninth-Rank frowned, and even Yang Kai, who was making tea, stagnated, looking at Cang in surprise.

The mother nest of the Mo clan is Mo. There is nothing wrong with it. The problem is Cang's statement.

"My name?" The ancestor Bi Luoguan looked solemn, "What does the predecessor say? Is it possible that the mother nest...and his own wisdom?"

So far, the various armies of the human race have destroyed many ink nests of the Mo race, including the lord level, the domain master level, and the king master level.

Humans now have some understanding of Mochao.

Each ink nest has its own will, and the Mo clan uses the will of the ink nest as a carrier to penetrate into the ink nest space formed by the will of the upper ink nest and transmit information quickly.

But whether it is at the lord level, the domain master level, or the king master level ink nest, their will is blank. Simply put, there is no will but no intelligence.

But listening to Cang's meaning, this mother nest seems to be different from other ink nests.

Cang nodded and said: "Naturally, he is wise. In the early years, the old man would chat with him when he was bored. Later... he was annoyed by the old man and was too noisy, so he ignored him."

The ninth rank is horrified, the Mo clan mother nest is actually an ink nest with its own wisdom!This is really surprising.

The Human Race had previously speculated that Mochao, which has will, will one day give birth to its own spiritual wisdom, and thus become a real living thing, but the Mochao side has existed for the years and months. It is not too short. There has never been such a precedent, leading the human race to think that it is impossible for Mochao to give birth to spiritual wisdom.

But now, everyone knows that Mo Chao can give birth to its own will, only the mother nest can do it.

However, after another thought, this is the source of the Mo Clan after all, and it is not surprising that it can be so.

The ancestor smiled and said: "It has the will, then when I was trapped in its ink nest space before, why didn't it wait for me to shoot?"

As the source of the Mo Clan, Mo's will is absolutely powerful. At that time, if it attacked the trapped Ninth-Ranks, it would surely cause the Ninth-Ranks to suffer heavy losses.

After asking, the ancestor Xiaoxiao also reacted: "Is it fearful of predecessors?"

Cang smiled slightly and said: "Forget it, it makes some small movements secretly, and it's not being noticed by the old man. If it is noticed by the old man, it won't be fruitful."

Prior to this, the ancestor Ming Wangtian exploded his soul and impacted the space of the ink nest, causing the aura of the war to leak. Cang's side immediately tore the space of the ink nest.

If Mo took the initiative, it would have been exposed long ago.

It also wanted to quietly eliminate the ninth ranks of the human race, so it has not taken the initiative to take the initiative and only let the fifty kings under its command ambush in the space of the ink nest.

"What is the cultivation level of the predecessors now? Has it surpassed the 9th rank? Is there a higher realm above the 9th rank?" An ancestor asked, this is also a question that everyone is more concerned about.

Inferring from the breath revealed by the jade hand last time, that blow had exceeded the power that the Ninth Stage could exert, otherwise there would be no way to tear the ink nest space from the outside.

You know, the ancestor of Ming Wangtian barely managed to do this when he blew himself up.

Therefore, the ninth ranks of the human race had speculated that the master of the jade hand might have surpassed the ninth rank.

Hearing this, Cang Shixiao shook his head: "How easy is it to surpass the Ninth-Rank realm? Strictly speaking, the old man’s realm is still the Ninth-Rank, but he has gone farther than you. There is a higher realm... Maybe there is, maybe not, who knows if you haven't reached that point?"

Cang is actually the 9th rank!

This was beyond everyone's expectation. Even though he said that he had walked farther than others at the level of the 9th rank, he couldn't explain the tyranny of the last blow.

As if seeing everyone's doubts, Cang explained: "The last blow was not done by the old man alone. The old man also used this place to restrain and help."

This gathered the strength of the other nine old friends, and each of those nine was not weaker than him. Under his guidance, even if they couldn't use all of them, it would be no problem to tear the ink nest space.

"Prohibition..."

Cang has mentioned the ban on this place more than once. In fact, the ancestors have seen before that there is indeed a ban here, and it is a huge ban. It is precisely this level of ban that bans the darkness.

It's hard to imagine what the situation would be if the Mo mother nest was out of control without this level of restriction.

Among other things, there must be a lot of Mozu powerhouses on the Brood Nest. In the Mo Nest space alone, there have been fifty king-level powerhouses. Who can guarantee that there will be no more?

Once so many kings get out of trouble, they will attack any war zone, and the human race will be unable to resist.

Cang sits here, fits his body and imprisoned Mo for millions of years. In the three thousand world, for all peoples, it can be described as a great contribution.

"This prohibition was arranged by seniors?"

Cang smiled and said: "I don't have this ability, I just put out my strength, this ban on ink was arranged by the old man and nine other old friends."

"The other nine seniors..."

"Years have passed, it is long gone, leaving the old man alone to stand here." Cang sighed.

"Senior drinks tea." Yang Kai offered twice the freshly brewed tea again, looking sad.

He didn't know how many years this senior Cang had been guarding here, but he could only infer from the fact that the human race didn't know anything about this side, at least it was two or three hundred thousand years, perhaps longer.

Because the time is too long, it is so long as Human Race has no idea what happened here.

For such a long time, he was alone in guarding the void, and that long loneliness and loneliness were all silently endured by him.

While he imprisoned Mo, he also became a prisoner.

Yang Kaixinsheng admires such high meaning.

This alone is enough to explain the other side's position.

So far, the ancestors' vigilance and guard against Cang has only slightly reduced.

After drinking all the tea in the cup, Cang smashed his mouth, seemed to be savoring the taste.

Upon seeing this, Yang Kai suddenly put away the tea set in front of him, took out a jar of wine, and handed it over: "Senior, seeing you drinking tea, you don't seem to be a good tea person, drinking a bar."

Others drank tea with small mouthfuls. This one pours well, and a few times are bored. Such a bold posture is more suitable for drinking big bowls and eating meat.

Seeing the wine jar, Cang suddenly became a little excited: "It's still your kid on the road!"

Taking the wine jar, tearing open the wine seal, drank with his head up.

Altar after altar, drank ten altars in a row, Cang wiped his mouth, and laughed with great comfort, haha ​​laughed: "You are a crude person, you can’t be elegant, you have to show the demeanor of a senior in front of you younger generations. I really suffocated the old man."

The Ninth Pins were all dumbfounded when they saw this.

It turns out that you were just pretending to be an expert.

Xiaoxiao Old Ancestor pursed his mouth, stretched out his hand, hundreds of jars of wine flew towards Cang, and said: "Senior is happy to drink, this junior has some brewed by himself. If you don't dislike it, please take it."

Cang laughed, leaned his hand, and gathered the drink beside him.

Another old ancestor said: "I also have some bad wine here, please seniors laugh."

While speaking, he took out a wine gourd and threw it towards Cang.Although the wine gourd is small, it is obviously a secret treasure with a universe in it, and it may not contain less wine.

Most of the ancestors were good wine lovers, and many of them, like the smiling ancestors, had their own brews. They treasured them and were reluctant to drink them on weekdays. They were all taken out at this time.

It's not to please Cang, but all the ninth ranks are well versed in the pain of this ancestor guarding the origin of the Mo clan by himself, so they can express their feelings.

"How can there be no meat if there is wine?" An ancestor laughed, stretched out his hand and took out a large piece of beast meat. Although the beast meat has not been treasured for many years, it still looks extremely fresh, dripping with blood and aura. Compelling, obviously not the flesh and blood of ordinary monsters.

Yang Kai even felt some breath of dragon veins.

This beast meat must be the flesh and blood of a monster beast with dragon veins in the body, maybe it is within the dragon.

Some ancestors also said: "If you have wine and meat, let's have some fruit plates."

Reaching out his hand, the crystal clear spirit fruits appeared.

An ancestor took out his own collection for many years, and within a short time, Cang's front was filled with all kinds of delicious delicacies, even in the void, it was full of fragrance and full of aura.

Cang burst into laughter.

Under each major pass, under the full vision of the Eighth Stage Yun, they were shocked to find that the place where the ancestors gathered had turned into a gathering scene for some reason. They were all a little dumbfounded and completely unaware of what happened.

Yang Kai was also dumbfounded. He didn't expect that he just changed Cangjiang's tea for wine.

All of you here are all 9-Ranks. He is the only 7-Rank. I don’t have to say. This coolie is naturally his. He is busy pouring wine, dividing fruit plates, and roasting those beasts. Meat, I scolded Mi Datou and Xiang Datou upright. If it weren't for these two pits, how could I have come here.

After drinking for three rounds, Cang Yi changed his implicit and introverted expression, and his expression recklessly said loudly: "In ancient times, when the chaos was first divided, when the first light in this world was born, the heaven and the earth opened up, and all things came into being. The magnificent and magnificent picture, the world at that time, was simple, pure, without too much disturbance. Although the environment was extremely harsh, all creatures worked hard for survival. Even if there were killings and fights, that was the way to survive."