"Bloodline?" Moro frowned, thinking in his heart. Ever since he came out of the small world of the Wood Spirit Clan, he has gone straight to the Terran sphere of influence, and now he is in an inn in a small city, and he can overhear a lot of discussions about the Blood Clan.

In fact, Mo Luo knew about the birth of the blood clan for a long time, and something happened when he was in the well of the green ruins, that was when Ah Xiang had not woken up yet, and after Mo Luo woke up, he saw some things and got some things, such as the blood-colored blood droplets that he took out from time to time to burn with blood-colored flames in the past few days. It was at that time that the matter of the Blood Clan was known, so it would not be strange for these minor cultivators to talk about the Blood Clan Demon Luo, such a major event could not be completely blocked with the current Six Ancient Potential. But what happened unexpectedly to Mo Luo was that he was now facing the situation of the Blood Clan: the army of cultivators of the Venerable Realm formed under the traction of the Six Ancient Powers was not only broken by the Blood Clan, but the Great Wall left by the beginning of the era to block the Blood Clan, but the first line of defense established behind it was also attacked a few days ago, if it wasn't for the strongest doppelganger of the First Ancestor of the Wind Clan to personally send the battlefield, otherwise the Blood Clan would have been able to break through the second line of defense that was hastily established by the Luo River!

Rao is like this, now that the Zun Domain Realm Continent, one-sixth of the territory is shrouded by the forbidden demon clan, and no one can enter under the law of the Great Dao; and the land that adds up to one-sixth belongs to the Terran Race, such as the Boundless Valley, the Dark Birth Ze, and the Terran cultivators cannot enter it at all; the rest of the land can be regarded as the living space of all the creatures, but now, about one-third of the land on the east side of the Luo River is now almost completely blood-colored, occupied by the Blood Clan! That is almost one-tenth of the entire Venerable Realm Realm! Figuratively speaking, that is the size of a moat forest, and now it has fallen!

"I heard that Yang Wendao, the head of the Yin and Yang family, went out a few months ago in order to seek a little vitality for the blood clan's catastrophe, and he hasn't returned yet!"

"Yes, now that the situation in the Venerable Realm is in turmoil, first there is a demon clan burial, and then there is a catastrophe of the blood clan, and the living soul races in the fallen enemy area are pouring into the west of the Luo River, even some sect groups that are next to the Luo River and have not been affected by the blood clan war are afraid that the second line of defense can be held and continue to move westward, so that our living space will shrink sharply sooner or later, how should we, the little cultivators, survive then?"

"Alas, it's a disaster for the pond fish, it's for the pond fish!"

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Moro Moran. Most of the words he heard were like this, and he could only sneer in his heart, and there was no point in doing anything else he didn't want to do. The blood clan is a catastrophe, but these people think they are small cultivators and they are completely thinking about how to protect themselves, this is not wrong, people are afraid of death, but when a world has to face an existential crisis, fear of death can't solve the problem, the premise of preserving oneself to protect this world, and still maintain the attitude of "preserving oneself" Mo Luo naturally only sneered.

However, among them, Mo Luo heard a piece of news that made him more concerned, that is, Yang asked. It would be enough to say that Mo Luo didn't know the situation of the Yin and Yang family before, but Mo Luo knew that there were only three people in the Yin and Yang family, Wu Wu, Aya'er and Yi Yang asked, he Yang asked An ancestral realm power, actually intervened in secular affairs? Even if it is a special period now, the cause and effect involved is still too great, the ancestral realm is limited by the law of the Great Dao, and the cause and effect involved are too great, and they have to face the ancestral realm catastrophe!

Moro's pure smile appeared in Moro's mind, and he also knew in his heart that Yang asked why he did this, and in the end he could only sigh. Yang Daodao is undoubtedly worthy of admiration, or worthy of being Yin Taixu's old friend of life and death!

But now Mo Luo has to think about not these, Yang Dao is not missing, it is indeed very worrying for Mo Luo, but Mo Luo can't find Yang Dao, even if he knows where Yang Dao is, with the strength of Mo Luo who can barely beat the Sixth Tribulation cultivator now, it is completely impossible to help Yang Dao, who is an Ancestral Realm. Of course, if Mo Luo knew that Yang Wendao had gone to the Boundless Valley, maybe Mo Luo would immediately rush over to help Yang and ask.

Now Mo Luo has to think about the things in his own plan, because the matter of the blood clan catastrophe will inevitably be affected, in fact, from the well of the green ruins, Mo Luo found that the plan has almost completely deviated from the original plan, and to achieve the original goal, Mo Luo seems to have to explore little by little. After pondering and meditating, Moro finally smiled bitterly.

The importance of planning is definitely greater than the current blood clan disaster, but no matter how Mo Luo thinks, he will find that he must first solve the current blood clan matter, and it seems that he can have a chance to achieve one of the goals in the plan. It means that he must face the blood clan directly after all, Mo Luo thought about it, and then threw the tea money on the table, left the inn, and when he passed by a candy shop opened by a mortal spirit on the street, Mo Luo suddenly had a complicated look on his face, and then walked into the shop and bought a marshmallow, and then he didn't stay, walked out of the city, and set off in the direction of the Dongfang Luo River.

"Brother Mo Luo, bring it!" Xue Lian's small figure came out of an inconspicuous emerald green ring on Mo Luo's right hand, and then her little face was full of anticipation and joy. Moro touched his nose and smiled bitterly, but still handed the marshmallow he was holding to Snow Lotus.

The marshmallow looks bigger than Snow Lotus, and although Snow Lotus is not hard to hold in her hand, it is very easy, but it still looks a little funny to Moro. Xue Lian didn't notice Mo Luo's expression, she just ate the marshmallow by herself, and didn't care about some sugar residue on her little face, looking very satisfied.

Moro smiled, placed Snow Lotus on his shoulder, and continued walking.

"Brother Moluo, don't you need me to hide in the Wood Spirit Ring now, if someone sees me, Brother Moluo will also be in trouble. Xue Lian looked at Mo Luo and said with some concern, but she didn't stop.

Mo Luo smiled lightly, "It's okay, although the Wood Spirit Ring was quietly given to me by the Great Elder specifically for you to hide in it, it is a small space of its own, it is made of a small part of the trunk of a branch of the Small World Tree, and there is a large amount of Wood Spirit Origin Qi in it, of course you will have benefits in it, but it is no different from letting you stay in it and you staying in the Wood Spirit Clan, since you want to come out, then take a look at this world, although the current Venerable Realm is not beautiful, but it is broad enough, complex, and wonderful enough." Mo Luo looked at the sky where the blood-colored burial day existed, "Of course, if the Wood Spirit Clan is discovered, it will be a lot of trouble, so I will have to let you hide in the Wood Spirit Ring after a while." Then he glanced at Snow Lotus with some apology in his eyes.

"It's okay, Brother Moro," Snow Lotus smiled sweetly, "I know it's not right for me to follow you out willfully, I think I'll definitely cause you trouble." Her voice became a little low, "But I will definitely try to become stronger, I want to see this big world, and I want to really help Brother Moro!" and then her voice was with that determination and conviction.

Mo Luo was stunned for a moment, a little in a trance, and then sprinkled, stretched out a finger to wipe the sugar residue on Xuelian's little face, and smiled, "Okay, Xuelian, then let's work together!"

Xue Lian's little face was red when she was touched by Mo Luo's fingers, but she didn't dodge it, her eyes were still burning at Mo Luo, and then nodded seriously.

"Next stop, let's go to Dark Shengze. Mo Luo looked up at the sky, but a sharp aura suddenly flashed in his dark eyes.