On a planet the size of the moon, several men of the Mowyan clan were chatting, and the appearance of the Mowskaya tribe was somewhat similar to that of the horses on the earth, except that they had four legs and four hands.

That's right, it's four arms.

But their greatest strength was not in their hands and legs, but in the hedron on their foreheads.

This spar is born with the Moxian clan, and the size and color of the spar determine the status of a Mofitch clan in the group.

The Mo Xuan clan who was chatting, most of the spars on their foreheads were blue, and only one of the spars on their foreheads was purple.

Therefore, although the man of the Mo Xuan clan of this purple spar is not the most powerful in cultivation, his status is the highest among the Mo Xuan clan.

At this time, he was enjoying the treatment of the stars holding the moon, and everyone was talking around him with a bright smile on his face.

"It took me ten years to get three hundred spars, grandma's, this excavation is really slow enough!" the man with the purple spar on his forehead said dissatisfiedly.

"Three hundred is a little less for your identity, although the distribution of golden horn spars in this area is not dense, but the output is extremely stable. ”

"As long as we occupy this place, we Moxuan will have a stable resource land. I believe that the elders will definitely give you a great reward for this kind of merit. ”

The Mo Yan clansman with pride on his face patted the speaker's shoulder with his palm and said, "Although what you said is reasonable, but here, it is really embarrassing!"

"There's no need for us to stay here at all, those soft eggs of the Terrans, how dare they come over and ask us for trouble?"

"If you want me to say, if we don't go to their trouble, they will be lucky, and they will make trouble for us, and they won't dare to borrow a gut!"

Speaking of this, the purple spar in his eyebrows flickered, and then said viciously: "In another year, if we haven't been allowed to go into battle, I will occupy the thirteen stars in the Sanshi District!"

The thirteen stars of the Sanshi District are the last remaining places of the human race to produce golden horn spars in the Cangyuan Star Universe, if this place is occupied, then there are really few places where the human race is rich in golden horn spars.

A few Mo Xuan people with green crystals flashing on their foreheads, although they felt that this matter was really a bit risky, but they did not dare to rashly advise this companion.

After all, the purple spar not only represents a high position, but also represents a stronger force than them.

"It's a pity you don't have a chance!" a voice that sounded strange to them, but understood the meaning, rang in their ears.

The moment he heard this voice, the Mo Xuan clansman, who had a purple spar flashing on his forehead, stood up suddenly. He already knew who was speaking.

"Terran, you dare to ......" As he spoke, a purple human aura shone on the purple forehead of the Mo Xuan clan.

The aperture shone brightly, implying the power of a powerful law, although this law was not perfect, but it instantly shrouded the surrounding void.

This is the most powerful means of the Mo Xuan clan, using the power of the origin to stimulate the law aura, different auras have different effects, but they have one thing in common, that is, these auras are extremely powerful.

Even if a martial artist whose level is three small realms higher than that of the Mo Xuan Clan, when he is shrouded in this aura, it is difficult for him to have the power to fight back.

Now, as soon as this Mo Yan clan made a move, it was this kind of aura, and it was obvious that although he spoke arrogantly, he was still an extremely cautious person.

The aura instantly covered a hundred zhang square circle, but there was nothing wrong with a hundred zhang square circle.

Not even a single enemy appeared.

Just when a trace of horror flashed in the eyes of the Mo Xuan people, a long golden knife gathered in front of his eyes.

His head, that is, in an instant, was directly cut off by this golden long knife.

The long knife is extremely sharp, and the hand holding the long knife is also revealed at this time, this is a human race, a black human race.

"You...... You killed Lord Mo!" the green spar Moxian who had just spoken to the Amethyst Mo Clan said to the Terran in disbelief.

"Not only will I kill him, but I will kill you. Luo Yunyang looked at the Mo Xuan clan and said lightly.

"How dare you? How dare you kill us! Who gave you such courage, do you know, if you do this, you are looking for death!" The Mo Xuan clan roared, but when he roared, the golden long knife that was originally held by Luo Yunyang in his hand instantly changed into a different appearance.

In an instant, his head was directly cut off.

Several other Mo Xuan people had realized the seriousness of the problem, and they frantically urged the spar on their foreheads, and in an instant, countless swords rushed out of their spar.

Although these swords are of different colors, there is a strong power of the Origin Law hidden in the swords.

Being able to be sent to Cangyuan Xingyu, they are naturally not weak people in their own clan, if it weren't for Luo Yunyang's sneak attack just now, they wouldn't believe that they and others would be defeated so quickly.

Now, it's time for them to get back everything they've lost!

However, just as they were angry about it, the Heavenly Fire Shuttle, which had turned into a giant axe, quickly split and merged in the void, turning into a rotating black hole, enveloping all these Mowyan people who wanted to rush in all directions.

A quarter of an hour later, the Heavenly Fire Shuttle flew back into Luo Yunyang's sleeve, but the Mo Xuan people who were still desperately resisting just now had all dissipated.

In the void, only a few broken hedrons remained.

Luo Yunyang looked extremely relaxed when he ended this battle, but he himself knew very well that he had exhausted all means in order to prevent these people from passing on the news.

Especially just now, when he killed these powerhouses of the Mo Xuan Clan, he even used his own technique of pressing the big hole at the bottom of the box.

And just when Luo Yunyang finished the battle, Duolus and the others also rushed over from all directions, and they arched their hands towards Luo Yunyang, their eyes flashing with excitement.

A deep thrill!

If you don't fight in Cangyuan Xingyu, it is difficult to understand the feeling of being suppressed and bullied. Now, they have avenged all their grievances.

It's just that among the people who did it, three people were still injured, and one of them was not lightly injured.

When Luo Yunyang's gaze was watching, the third team powerhouse who had hurt his heart and lungs said with a smile: "Boss Luo, even if you die now, it's worth it!"

Luo Yunyang nodded, and then his eyes fell on Li Youmeng's body, although Duolus's cultivation was above Li Youmeng, but Li Youmeng was the leader of the third team.

"A total of ten Mo Xuan people stationed here have been killed, the strongest ones are all killed by you, the boss, from these Mo Xuan people, we have obtained more than four hundred Golden Horn Crystals!"

When he said more than 400 pieces of golden horn spars, the light in Li Youmeng's eyes became incomparably brilliant.

As for Duolus and the others, they were even more radiant! They were working desperately in the Cangyuan Star Universe, for something, not for the Golden Horn Crystal.

In the past, it was only a few decades to collect one or two hundred golden horn crystals, but now that those Mo Xuan people have been killed, they have not received any income for decades, how can this not make people feel excited.

Luo Yunyang was also taken aback by the number of Golden Horn Crystals, you must know that when he killed the galaxy-level Ten Thousand Touch King Beasts, he only got dozens of Golden Horn Crystals.

Now, having wiped out a squad of the Mo Clan, there are so many Golden Horn Crystals.

"Boss, if my guess is right, these golden horn crystals should be the accumulation of this team for hundreds of years. ”

Li Youmeng said this, his eyes flashed and said: "I think there should be a lot of golden horn spars from other teams, let's ......"

Although Li Youmeng did not fully say the last words, his meaning was extremely clear.

Luo Yunyang looked at Li Youmeng, whose eyes flashed with excitement, why didn't he know what he wanted to do. smiled at the moment and said: "Put away your things, take advantage of the victory to pursue, and continue to go out." ”

Five months later, on a planet full of mechanical palaces, a man of the Mowdy clan with a green spar on his forehead rushed towards a palace with panic in his eyes.

"Stop!" Just as he was about to break into the palace, he was stopped by two guards who looked like Mo Huan, and even one of the guards even exuded a murderous intent.

"Everyone, please report to the Consulate, just say that there is something important in the communication group that needs to be reported to the Consulate. ”

As soon as the Mo Yan clansman's words were finished, he heard someone in the palace say lightly: "Come in, De Yan!"

The Mo Yan tribe known as De Yan quickly walked into the palace, and in the palace at this time, there was a Mo Yan man with a purple spar on his forehead lying on the throne in the middle of the palace.

There is no big difference between this Mo Xuan clan and the Mo Xuan clan who died in Luo Yunyang's hands, but the purple spar on his forehead, if you look closely, implies three different lines.

Those who are familiar with the Moxian tribe know that one kind of pattern represents the recognition of a kind of origin law, and this Mo Xuan tribe has three lines, which means that he has obtained the recognition of at least three origin laws.

The person who can obtain the recognition of so many origin laws is also a rare leader among the younger generation of the Divine Alliance.

"My lord, our first, second, and third squads can't be contacted. Na De Yan didn't waste time and said bluntly.

The leader, who originally looked lazy, the light in his eyes instantly lit up, and he said in a deep voice: "Are you sure who did it?"

"This ......," Na De Yan's brow began to sweat.

"This must have been done by the Terrans. The leader said undoubtedly: "Go and help me contact His Royal Highness Lei Ming of the Thunder Light Clan, I want to avenge my grievances!"

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