Chapter 1192: Ancient Descendants
"Hahaha, you say it's not ridiculous, think about how majestic the Eight Great War Emperors were, except for the Xuanxiao Heavenly Emperor, no emperor can surpass them, can be their opponents, each of them has the blood of the gods in their hands, but it's a pity that their descendants actually regard the so-called gods as masters, as beliefs, collect the power of faith for them, and have been serving their enemies for nearly 100,000 years and still complacently call themselves God's attendants, and their next generation is even called the son of God, you say that if the Eight War Emperors are still alive, will they be angry to death. ”
With a sneer, looking at Lei Mian, Ming Mo's eyes were full of sarcasm.
"In my opinion, 100,000 years of time, let them lose their blood, lost the dignity from their ancestors, although the memory was erased, but no one noticed the descendants, the nobility hidden in the blood, obsession, was actually annihilated by the so-called glory. The bloodline of the Eight Great War Emperors is not weak even if it is comparable to the gods, and they are still complacent and call themselves divine envoys. ”
Ming Mo said, looking at Lei Mian with a gloomy face, and said, "You say, such a descendant, if it were you, what would you do?"
When Lei Mian heard this, he didn't answer, but his face was cold, his eyes looked at Ming Mo like a knife, and his voice was a little hoarse: "What you said is true?
With Lei Mian's cleverness, he can easily hear the mystery of Mingmo's story, combined with what Mingmo said before, plus the current pattern of the mainland, as long as he is not a fool, he can hear the strangeness in those words.
If he is still the previous Lei Mian, he will definitely not believe it, with his character, he will definitely kill the person who is disrespectful to the gods, but after two failures, and with the two strange books on the mainland that have been circulated recently, his vision and mind have been broadened a lot, others may not believe the plane written in the book, but Lei Mian absolutely believes it, because after entering the transformation realm, he has a trace of space power, and he very much agrees with what is said in the book.
And what kind of person is Mingmo, a demon who has been encountered in 10,000 years, his strength is so strong that even he can't take a trick now, he has no reason to make up stories to deceive him, and he doesn't bother to deceive him, because it is not good for him.
"Hehe, there is a young man, because his sister was taken captive by the temple, broke into the temple, although the strength is good, but still not as good as the temple, in the end, although his sister was rescued, but he was also forced to die, jumped into the abyss of the burial god. Even he thought that even if he didn't die, he would definitely not be able to get out, it was a continental Jedi, but God had mercy, he really didn't die, not only did he not die, but he also came to another space by chance, a small world, and in this small world, it was the resting place of the ancient hundred emperors, and finally he entered the emperor's tomb, understood everything, and walked out of it. ”
Ming Mo said, looking at Lei Mian with a smile, but the smile was a sneer, and his eyes forced him to look at Lei Mian and said, "You haven't answered me yet, if you were the Ancient Eight Great War Emperors and had such an unscrupulous descendant, what would you do!"
"Although their descendants are not good, but because their memories have been erased, they are still excusable, if they can repent, the Eight Great War Emperors should forgive them!"
Lei Mian suppressed his voice, his face was gloomy and blue, I don't know if it was because of Ming Mo's words wavering, or if he was resentful of something, the gaze in his eyes was constantly changing, and it was obvious that there was a strong ideological struggle going on in his heart. I want to believe in Ming Mo's words, but I instinctively reject it, if you look closely, you will find that Lei Mian's hands are tightly clenched into fists.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Lei Mian's eyes were clear, then he raised his head, glanced at Mingmo with a complicated gaze, and then was as sharp as a knife, looking directly at Mingmo's eyes like the night sky, and said coldly: "How do you make me believe in you!"