The true power of the Blood Cloud Banner, Mo Wen has not yet comprehended it, but he has already had a contact with the Blood Cloud Banner.

Yu Yiting returned to Fuzhou this time with the Blood Cloud Banner to take revenge.

At this time, the Soul Ring Guardian told Mo Wen that the person who had threatened him was the owner of the Blood Cloud Banner, that is, where this person came from, the old guy should know something.

"Senior, who is this person, how much do you know?" asked Mo Wen eagerly.

"I really don't know who he is, but the old man is sure that this person is also from Huaxia, and he has been hiding abroad, so not many people know about his situation, and the events of the year have been too long, and the old man can't remember it clearly......!

"Juniors remember!" Mo Wen heard this, and immediately nodded without hesitation, and couldn't help but have a bitter expression in his heart, but he didn't expect that there was just a clue, so it was interrupted, Mo Wen was involuntarily involved in this troubled water, even if he wanted to stay out of it, but he couldn't do it, because he was already the protagonist in this troubled water, this fact could not be changed, if it was to let the mysterious person know that he had noticed this, then Mo Wen knew that he was in danger, presumably now himself, even the other party's little finger can bear it, and he will have to fall into pieces, the end of the annihilation of the ashes.

"Young man, there is one more thing, the old man has to remind you, in the future, you must not rashly use the soul ring to kill and kill, because although the old man does not remember who that person is, but that person is definitely a cultivator to the heavens, transcendent and holy existence, if he knows, if you use the soul ring killing move, you may be regarded as a ghost sect heir, and you will be killed!" The old guy's face had become solemn, and he slowly reminded him.

"Well, the junior has written it down!" Mo Wen heard this, nodded heavily, Mo Wen is still very clear about the current situation, this force is aimed at the inheritor of the ghost gate, that is, Mo Wen, for the pros and cons of it, Mo Wen knows it, even if this old guy doesn't remind him, he has already made a decision, and he already knows it, in the future, this killer move, if it is not a last resort, it must not be easily used, not afraid of 10,000, just in case, it is very likely to be like the old guy said, to kill everything, in order to prevent future troubles.

It's just that Mo Wen doesn't know what the mysterious man is going to do.

If you want to get the Ghost Spirit Tower, you just need to find a way to break the seal, why design a trap and wait for Mo Wen to jump? And the layout of this trap takes too long.

After experiencing several lives and deaths, and experiencing the deception of the world, Mo Wen is no longer the hairy guy of the past, and he still understands the causal interests contained in many things.

"Although this is extremely against the sky, but if you cultivate it, you have to pay a price, and this price will invite you to kill at any time!" Mo Wen muttered, his face was bitter, at this time, he finally completely understood a truth, blessings, misfortunes, blessings, blessings and misfortunes, and his own cultivation of the ghost door law decision, in the end, it was a blessing or a curse, and even Mo Wen could distinguish it clearly.

"Okay, young man, the old man has already explained everything that should be explained, and now the old man is leaving, take care of yourself!"

Mo Wen looked at the disappearance of the back of the soul ring guardian god, and could only secretly smile bitterly, thinking that choosing to recognize himself as the main was a great opportunity, but at the moment, things are not as simple as he imagined, with the improvement of his strength, step by step, and gradually see the huge crisis in this opportunity, perhaps, what happened more than twenty years ago was just a coincidence, and it had nothing to do with the owner of the blood cloud flag.

But don't ask at this moment, your mind can't help but think about it.

"Before you have enough strength to protect yourself, it's better not to use a lore move easily, once you use such a lore move, you must completely kill the opponent to prevent future troubles!" Mo Wen muttered, his heart instantly made a decision, and a fierce light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

If you want to survive in this world, you can't have the kindness of a woman, in this world, it may be more terrifying than the black world, the strong are like clouds, and the danger is everywhere, Mo Wen feels that if he hides in the dark world, it may be safer than staying in the light world.

"Strength, I must do my best to improve my strength, otherwise, in this world, I can even guarantee the safety of my own life!" Mo Wen clenched his fists, at this moment, the desire for strength in his heart had reached a point of repetition.

"Huh!" Just as Mo Wen was muttering secretly, a black shadow suddenly pierced the sky, approaching like a lightning speed, almost in the blink of an eye, it was mixed with monstrous coercion, and suddenly landed in front of Mo Wen, less than ten meters away from him.

Regarding the arrival of this person, Mo Wen's outgoing divine thoughts had already been noticed, and there was no fear on his face, and he slowly looked up.

Under the sweep of his gaze, Mo Wen suddenly saw the appearance of the person who came, the person who came was about sixty or seventy years old, with a thin body, and could be blown away by a gust of wind at any time, with white hair and white beard, looking like a fairy wind and bones, behind the old man, there was an orange rainbow following, panting and falling behind the old man, it was the disciple who left before.

Sure enough, as the old guy said, in this ecstasy road, there is really a hidden force here.

First the young man, and then the old man, Mo Wen's expression became solemn.

Seeing clearly the stumps and leaves in front of him, and the blood stains of the beast, the faces of the old man and his disciples instantly became more difficult to look at, especially the disciples under the old man, when they saw the situation in front of them, they immediately couldn't help but change their faces drastically, and their bodies moved, and they had already swooped away.

"Young man, who are you?" The old man's gaze withdrew from his disciple, and his old face had become gloomy like water, staring at Mo Wen coldly, and shouted loudly.

"Don't ask!" Mo asked and immediately replied.

"Presumably this is all for you?" the old man's eyes quickly flashed with a thick hint of murderous intent.

"Not all!" Mo Wen shook his head, the situation here was not done by him alone, and the young man just now.

Nowadays, the Jackal of Simion