Behind the wounded Gu Jue stood four old men in Xuanyi with the same strength, all of whom were strong men in the Human Emperor Realm.

Originally, the position of the head of the family belonged to the injured family, but because the injured family produced the most talented young man in thousands of years, that person was injured without a soul.

And Hurt Wuming is the son of Hurt Immortal, so Hurt Gu Jue passed the position of head of the family to Hurt Immortal.

Although he was very dissatisfied, he was helpless, he knew in his heart that with the injury without the soul, the future of the hurt family was limitless, even if he couldn't be the head of the family, he would gain more than being the head of the family.

On the right side of the Wounded Ancient Absolute is a middle-aged man in a blue robe, named Hurt Zhengxiong, who is the nephew of the Hurt Ancient Peer, who has the cultivation of the peak of the Human King Realm.

On the right side of the injured Zhengxiong is a middle-aged man in brocade clothes, the same as the endless injury, he is also the cultivation of the peak of the human king realm, named Wang Tianba, and is the contemporary head of the Wang family.

On the left, who was constantly injured, was a middle-aged man in Xuanyi, looking at his figure, he found that this person was a few points taller than others, named Kang Mu, the head of the Kang family, and the same strength as Wang Tianba.

These are three forces that are not weak, led by the injured family, gathered in Moyunling, with ghosts in their hearts.

There were more than 300 people on the field, with the strength of the Wounded Ancient Absolute as the most, the sevenfold cultivation of the Human Emperor Realm, followed by the four old men, the threefold cultivation of the Human Emperor Realm, and then the martial cultivation of the peak of the Human Emperor Realm.

The rest of the people are not weak, and the weakest have the sevenfold cultivation of the Human King Realm.

Hurt and looked at the Great Sect Protector Array that had been opened in Moyunling, and said to Hurt Gu: "Father, the hour is almost up, this group of people is so ignorant of current affairs, we don't have to show mercy!"

Gu Gu squinted and opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, just now he was an old man who was about to die, but at this time he was like a wolf who saw his prey.

"I'm waiting for someone!"

Hurt Gu said like a bell: "Only when he appears, I can rest assured that I can make a move!"

"What kind of person can make my father jealous!" said Hurt and Puzzled.

And Wang Tianba and Kang Mu on the side both stretched out their ears and wondered: "Hurt senior, with your current strength, who else in Moyun Ridge will be your opponent?"

"Yes, there is one!" said Gu Jue with a serious expression.

"Who?"

"Moko!"

Everyone was even more puzzled, Mo Keliang was the sect master of Moyunling, and it was said that he was already the emperor of the Eightfold Realm, but he suddenly died of illness ten years ago, which is a well-known thing.

Many people believe in this, but not everyone believes it, for example, if he is injured, he will not believe that Mo Keliang died of illness.

A martial cultivator who has cultivated to the eightfold level of the Human Emperor Realm, if they are not killed or poisoned, they will only pass away when they reach the age limit, and no disease can take their lives.

"Uncle, isn't Mo Keliang dead? What are you worried about?" said Masao in confusion.

"I don't believe he's dead!" said Gu Jue coldly.

"It's been ten years since this happened, it's a well-known thing, Mo Keliang did pass away due to illness!"

"Died of illness, what disease can take away that old ghost?"

Gu Jue frowned: "Since the death of Old Ghost Mo, in the past ten years, have you ever heard of Mo Yunling electing a new sect master?"

When everyone heard this, they immediately understood.

Yes, in the past ten years since this incident, Mo Yunling has not elected a new sect master, and the Great Elder Situ Duan has been presiding over the affairs of the sect on his behalf.

"Senior, if Mo Keliang is really alive, with your cultivation and the four seniors behind him, are we still afraid that he will not succeed?" Wang Tianba thought for a moment, and his face was slightly condensed.

"Afraid, of course I'm not afraid!"

Gu Jue's eyes narrowed slightly: "I'm worried that the old ghost will secretly make a move, and he can't prevent it! With his cultivation, if it is a sneak attack, even me, it won't last ten rounds!"

Hiss!

A few people gasped, hurting the ancient people to say that it was true, the sneak attack of the human king of the Eight Realms was not something that ordinary people could resist.

"What then?"

There was clearly a hint of fear in the wounds.

Hurt Gu Jue's face was cold, he was very disappointed in this son, before the enemy moved, he was already afraid, it really damaged his face, if he hadn't given birth to a good grandson, he would definitely not pass on the position of head of the family to him.

"Just wait, you deal with Situ Duan and the others, and I'll keep an eye on Mo Keliang!"

The four people who were sitting also immediately got up and followed behind the injured Gu Jue.

"Hurry up and start the formation!" the elder's face changed drastically, and he shouted as the Guardian Elder shouted.

After the skyscraper array opened one by one, more than a dozen elders immediately ran out and helped the four of them up.

Although the four of them were seriously injured, they were not fatal, but the four elders of the injured family would not let go of this opportunity, and the four figures swept over again, grabbed them with big hands, and killed everyone.

At this moment, an extremely terrifying aura suddenly appeared, the large array opened, and a big hand of dozens of zhang appeared out of thin air, and the galaxy spun and pressed towards the four old men in Xuanyi.

The faces of the four of them changed greatly, and they were in a cold sweat, and the wound Gu Jue in the distance was even more frightened, and they shot out instantly.

Rumble!

It was an old man in a dark robe who flew twenty feet away, almost crippled, his clothes were broken, and he seemed to be a bloody man.

And the injury was overwhelming, and he was shocked back more than ten feet, and the corners of his mouth kept bleeding.

He knew that it was Moko's move.

He had already overestimated the amount of Mo Ke as much as possible, although the other party was a small realm higher than himself, but with the help of the four elders, it would not be so bad.

It was only now that he knew the horror of Moko.

For a while, the field fell silent, and the people of the three major families looked incredulous and frightened, while the people in Moyunling were happy.

After three breaths, a figure slowly walked out of the sect, dressed in white, a little old, but with a temperament of contempt.

"Sect Master!"

"It's the sect master, his old man!"

"The sect master is out of the customs!"

"Hahaha, it's okay now, with the sect master here, all these people who come to attack will die!"

……

This old man who walked slowly was Mo Keliang, the sect leader of Moyun Ridge.

At this time, Mo Keliang was the peak realm human emperor, and this aura was dozens of times stronger than ten years ago.

"See the Sect Master!"

Seeing Mo Ke coming over, everyone in Moyunling bowed down and bowed.

Mo Keliang's face was calm, with a faint smile, he walked towards the four of them, and his right hand was on the backs of the four people, and a trace of true yuan was immediately transmitted into the four people's bodies.

The four of them felt a warm air flow circulating in the meridians, and the wounds on their bodies gradually healed.

After ten breaths, almost all of the injuries of the four people recovered, and looking at Mo Keliang, he was extremely happy: "Thank you, Sect Master!"

"I'm sorry for you!"

Mo Keliang smiled slightly and nodded.

Immediately, Mo Keliang turned his head to look at the people of the three major families, and then walked over slowly.

(End of chapter)