"Since your Bright God Temple ancestors have been planning for thousands of years, and such a patient thing as resurrecting Luo Xinyan has been completed, then it should be no problem for you to stay in the Soul Eater Prison for ten years. ”

Ming Mo glanced at the people in the Temple of Light, said with an evil expression, and then waved his hand and said to the Thunder Emperor: "Okay, Thunder Emperor, you can lead people to send them to the Soul Devouring Prison, ten years, it will pass quickly." ”

"Yes, Childe, don't worry, I'll send them in myself. ”

The Thunder Emperor agreed, and then looked at Luo Wujiang and them with sympathy, and the rest of Ling Tiange on the side also had sympathetic expressions. Although Childe said it simply, ten years is indeed a very short time for their cultivators, but if they are in the Soul Devouring Prison for ten years, it is really better to live than to die, and they can't die if they want to.

After staying in it for ten years, they couldn't imagine that the people who came out should be crazy.

Seeing the sympathetic looks of the people around him, Luo Wujiang's heart couldn't help but tremble, and an extremely uneasy premonition suddenly appeared, and then he shouted to Ming Mo: "What is this Soul Devouring Prison?

"You'll know when you get in, and all I can say is that it's not dangerous inside, and it won't cost you your life, and there will be no punishment for you, as long as you stay quiet. ”

Hearing this, Ming Mo smiled slightly, and said lightly, which made the hearts of the surrounding Ling Tiange people sweat secretly, Gongzi is too dark, there is no danger to his life, that is because he can't die, there is no punishment, that is because there is no punishment at all.

"Don't ask, you'll know when you arrive, I hope Luo Wujiang and you can still maintain this indifferent appearance when the time comes!"

The Thunder Emperor looked at Luo Wujiang and said indifferently, then waved his hand and asked people to take Luo Wujiang and them down.

As the people from the Temple of Light were taken away, the disciples of Ling Tiange below couldn't help cheering one by one, they Ling Tiange won, won the strong man who surpassed the gods, it was really good, that kind of pride and pride made these disciples smile, and at the same time, they secretly decided in their hearts that they would work harder in their cultivation in the future, and seeing the battle of so many strong people today, especially the battle between Ming Mo and Luo Xinyan, made them realize the huge gap between themselves and the truly strong people, and the trace of pride in their hearts disappeared completely.

Looking at the blue and clear sky again, at this moment, even the breeze was so soft, the corners of Ming Mo's mouth hooked up a faint smile, looking at the excited Ling Tiange disciples below, Ming Mo said lightly: "We won!"

Yes, they won, they won the Temple of Light, they guarded Ling Tian Pavilion, and many of the powerhouses around them had a faint smile on their faces, and they even killed the 'Ancient Powerhouse, and all of this was led by this man in front of them. This is their pavilion master, Minmo, this god-like man.

"Through this battle, I believe you can all gain a lot, although your strength is now entering the realm quickly, but you are still far from the real powerhouse. ”

Looking at the disciples of Ling Tian Pavilion below, Ming Mo's voice echoed throughout Ling Tian Pavilion: "Cultivation is not achieved overnight, nor is it a matter of ascending to the sky in one step, a real strong person must be able to win without being arrogant, not discouraged from defeat, dare to face his own failures, improve himself after failure, and become stronger, you still have a long way to go, do you all understand?"

Ming Mo said, and then shouted.

"Understood, Pavilion Master, we will definitely live up to your expectations!"

The group of disciples below said in unison, their voices full of fanaticism and confidence.

When Ming Mo heard this, he just smiled faintly, this was the future of his Ling Tiange, and they had never let him down.