Mo Qianxun couldn't help but cry out in confusion.

These people were all fatally injured by people at the same time.

You must know that this is a full twenty people, and at the same time, this master of shooting, how can ordinary people achieve cultivation.

Don't

"Is it the Ancestor?"

Mo Qianxun frowned slightly, because after thinking about it, there was only one possibility, and that was the ancestor who could have such a high attainment.

And these people all died next to the forbidden land.

It must be that these people want to enter the forbidden land rashly and be killed by the ancestor.

When you think about it, the logic of everything seems to make sense.

So, the ancestor has already been out of the customs?

Mo Lingrou gently tugged at Mo Qianxun's sleeve at this time, Mo Qianxun thought something was wrong, raised his eyes to look at Mo Lingrou, and found that not only Mo Lingrou, but also the dozen elders he brought.

They all stared behind them with a little pale faces.

Everyone didn't speak, just stared like that.

Mo Qianxun also sensed that something was wrong behind him, because he felt that there was a person standing behind him.

Turning his head slightly, when Mo Qianxun saw the person behind him, his eyes widened, and he looked completely shocked.

"Old Ancestor!"

After a short period of consternation, Mo Qianxun's body shook slightly, and he trembled when he spoke, and knelt down directly at a white-haired old man who stood quietly next to the wordless monument.

"Ancestor!"

Everyone also reacted, and knelt down towards the old man in unison.

This old man is Mo Wentian.

After Mo Wentian got the internal strength heart method given by Chu Zheng, because he was completely immersed in it, he unconsciously studied it in the cave for seven days, but he gained very little, but he felt that this internal strength heart method was broad and profound, but it was still too difficult to be completely transparent.

Therefore, the exercises are carefully put away.

It's out of the mountain.

Back then, before competing with himself, the Eight Great King Kongs of the Hidden Dragon made an agreement that if the Eight King Kongs were lucky enough to get one and a half moves, they would detain this Mo Wentian for 80 years.

Now, 80 years have passed, and he is definitely going to rush out of the rivers and lakes.

It's just a magic circle, but it's also a trap for him.

"Now that eighty years have passed, I'm afraid that when the old man was in the limelight, a few of you were not born yet."

Mo Wentian nodded, put his hands behind his back, and his powerful aura made everyone present shudder.

"Yes, Ancestor!"

Mo Qianxun nodded respectfully.

At the same time, on his forehead, there was a cold sweat, because he found that he had used all his energy to survey the cultivation of his ancestor, but he couldn't survey the slightest.

It's too strong, Mo Qianxun was shocked.

Mo Lingrou was also amazed by the strength of the ancestor.

"Get up, go back to Tianxi Sect first."

Mo Wentian put his hands behind his back and said lightly.

"Ancestor, the younger grandson has a question"

Mo Qianxun looked at the one or twenty corpses outside the wordless monument again, and then dared to ask suspiciously: "The corpses on the ground, but they died in your hands?"

This is a point that Mo Qianxun is very puzzled about.

I want to see if my guess is right or wrong, if it is true, then the ancestor is indeed too terrible.

One or twenty people, masters with good strength, were killed in an instant.

This, this, this

"It's not"

Mo Wentian shook his head slightly and said.

"That?"

Mo Qianxun's brows furrowed even more, if it wasn't the ancestor, who would be so terrifying

"He's not something you are qualified to ask, let's go, go back to Tianxi Valley!"

As soon as the words fell, when Mo Qianxun and the others raised their heads again, they found that the figure of the ancestor was gone.

"Grandpa, Grandpa"

If Mo Lingrou hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that this was true, the ancestor really had supernatural powers just like the legend.

It can be said that it came and went without a trace.

"Let's go, let's use up our whole body to cultivate, and we have to rush back as soon as possible, we can't let the ancestor feel that his descendants are abandoning their cultivation!"

Mo Qianxun looked at the direction in which the ancestor disappeared, and couldn't help but smile slightly and shake his head.

Immediately, his eyes were certain, and he said a cold voice to everyone, and they all set out and chased after them.

Inside the Heavenly Creek Valley.

Mo Wentian sat on the upper seat.

"I can't imagine that eighty years have passed, the old guy Yuwen Xiao has already driven the crane west, and the other three are still missing, the original Central Plains Five Uniques, is now only me?"

Speaking of this, Mo Wentian couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

The people below listened to it one by one, and they didn't dare to breathe.

If it had been placed before, Mo Wentian would definitely be sad to learn the news. But now, Mo Wentian is just a little embarrassed.

Because, in Huaxia, there is still a very strong man, that one is the real strongest, the master of ten thousand.

In Mo Wentian's heart, what he thought of was the figure of Mr. Chu.

After all, the shock that Mr. Chu brought to him was too great.

"Alas, don't mention it, but I don't know, which of the descendants of the Yuwen family is stronger than the descendants of my Mo family?"

Speaking of this, Mo Wentian set his eyes on Mo Lingrou.

Mo Lingrou replied lightly: "Yuwen Hao, a descendant of the Yuwen family, is certainly strong, but Lingrou, if he is against him, it will be difficult to distinguish the winner within three hundred rounds."

Mo Lingrou told the truth.

In fact, if Mo Lingrou was in Jiangzhou at the time and could successfully fuse that ten thousand herbs strain, he would be able to completely overshadow that Yu Wenhao.

It's just that some bad things happened in it, and I lost myself to the Kui.

When Mo Lingrou thought of this, she clenched her fists slightly.

"Rou'er, your talent is really good, it can be said that my Mo family has a little qualification, good, and after the old man retreats for three months, he will pass on a set of advanced mental methods to you!"

Mo Wentian still likes his descendants.

said lightly at the moment.

"Ancestor Xie, in addition to Ancestor, Lingrou still has something to report, tomorrow, it is the martial arts conference held by the Jinling Martial Arts Alliance, Lingrou wants to go"

Mo Lingrou bit her lip.

In the past dynasties, martial arts conferences have actually invited Mo Lingrou as a guest, but Mo Lingrou has no interest.

But now it's different, Mo Lingrou still has a hateful person, this time I want to try to peel that person, cramp, and break the body into thousands of pieces.

Of course, Mo Lingrou would definitely not say this matter directly.

It was through the matter of this martial arts alliance that I told it.

"Okay, let's go, go to the actual battle more, it's okay!"

Mo Wentian said a word, and left with laughter, and went directly to retreat.

On the second day, Jinling was very lively and crowded.

Because the quadrennial martial arts tournament began.

Chu Zheng carried his hands behind his back and followed Li Muhan and them into the venue.

It's just that after entering the venue, Chu Zheng separated from Li Muhan.

Because the Li family's status in the Martial Arts League is also good.

followed Li Muhan's side, and he had to entertain this and introduce him.

And you have to sit in the front row.

Chu Zheng was really a little irritable.

Anyway, the qualifications to enter the martial arts conference are already available, so it is better to find a corner to watch, but in this way, it is also idle.

After Chu Zheng entered the lobby.

After looking around, he found a seat.

And he walked over.

"Hey, Sister Yu'er, look, isn't that the person who was that day?"

Xiaomei and Mo Lingyuer also walked in at this time.

Xiaomei saw Chu Zheng, and said to Mo Lingyuer with some surprise.

"I've seen him a long time ago, it seems that my guess is right, he is also a martial arts cultivator, but how can I see that he doesn't seem to want to go to the martial arts conference to compete?"

Mo Lingyu'er couldn't help but glance at Chu Zheng curiously, the handsome, temperamental, and mysterious Chu Zheng glanced at him.

"Let's find a location closer to him so that we can observe him carefully. ”

Mo Lingyuer looked at Chu Zheng curiously, but she also quietly walked to the back row of Chu Zheng and sat down.

Outside the door.

But it was also a team of people who walked in.

"Young master, there is a seat for us in front, let's go!"

A servant said respectfully to a young man.

The young man was a little weird, because his eyes were covered by a red cloth.

At first glance, others think that this young master is blind.

Not really, because

"No, there are too many ants in front of me, I don't want to see them, find a secluded corner, let me be isolated from these ants forever!"

He is actually not blind, it turns out that he just doesn't want to see too many ants to be played, in contrast, he prefers to sit with these ordinary people who are not even ants.

"Good!"

When the middle-aged servant heard this, he rolled his eyes, looked around, and really found a secluded and good seat, but it was only occupied by one person.

"Young master, the seat has been found, let's go over"