The vortex in Mo Ju's body is evolving, and the energy in his body allows him to truly grow.

The fusion of wills has greatly increased his strength.

White, blue, red, green, orange, yellow, black, seven starlights shone around the whirlpool.

The whirlpool also slowly changed color under the influence of these seven stars.

Looking at the operating state of the vortex in his body, Mo Ju was very pleased:

"It's very good, the energy is one step stronger, and the will is also strengthened a lot."

However, Mo Ju's brows still furrowed:

"The black star is still too weak, the light is not strong, and the yellow one is also a little not round."

Mo Ju thought to himself in his heart, trying to find out the key.

The origin of these stars, he has already touched it thoroughly.

The lighting of the black star is related to the Mozi Star, and it is estimated that as long as the Mozi Star is fused, there will be no problem.

But the yellow star represents Lin Guoer.

"Lin Guo'er? Why didn't her starlight come to fruition? Is there anything left missing? ”

Mo Ju was very puzzled, he thought that meeting Lin Guo'er was the easiest thing.

But now it seems that there are still secrets in this that he doesn't know.

There was something else in it that he didn't see through.

Mo Ju pondered, what the hell is it?

The back hand of the Heart of the Universe?

But why didn't she bring it out all at once?

Mo Ju looked at the yellow star and whispered to himself:

"It seems that the Ye family still has to go through it, and I don't know what state the Ye family has become now."

Mo Ju glanced outside the star, and the ink star flew in the distance, and there were many stories there.

Coming back to his senses, Mo Ju continued to look at the core of Mo Zixing:

"Let's take a look at the present, and we'll talk about the things on the ink star later!"

Mo Zixing's fusion was imminent, and he needed to adjust his mood.

Without the obstruction of his body, Mo Ju has a new understanding of Mo Zixing.

Moyuan City is merging with Mozixing, and Moju is the last step.

Mo Zixing is like a home to him.

With the energy in his body, Mo Ju was not afraid of any changes in Mo Zixing at all.

The will extended, covering the entire Moyuan City, and Mo Ju took the initiative to participate in the harmony between Moyuan City and Mozixing.

Mozixing, Moyuan City, the word 'ink' represents many meanings.

Mo Ju felt that this time he had returned to Mo Zixing, and he felt that there was a new change.

Here, he found some new meaning.

The inheritance left by the Tiangong clan was officially accepted by Moju.

The word 'ink' touched him a lot.

The inheritance of will, a plenipotentiary representative of the word 'ink'.

The Heavenly Craftsman is the continuation of the will of the universe.

They were born for the will and will never die.

Moju can be reincarnated, and they can also live forever.

But their eternal life is followed by destruction.

Generations of Tiangong tribes have made indelible contributions to the reincarnation of Moju.

They helped Moju preserve his massive body.

They conveyed to Mo Ju the will to return.

They provide support for Moju to open the dragon gate.

They resisted the enemy's purging for Moju.

The Tiangong tribe fell from generation to generation, and then came back from a corner.

Until Mo Ju returns and the dragon gate opens, that is the beginning of their new life.

Tiangong Island, Moyuan City, Mozi Xing, the ruins everywhere record the past of the Tiangong tribe.

Countless wills disturbed one after another, rushing towards Mo Ju together.

Mo Ju was defenseless, and those wills were entangled and impacted in Mo Ju's body, making his energy inaccessible.

"I'll go! How can these wills become a scourge! Shouldn't that be my help? ”

Mo Ju scratched his head a little, thinking that Mo Yuan City had been fused, and he would just pick a peach and finish it.

But the result doesn't seem to be as good as expected.

These wills are also difficult to deal with.

The previous ones all have the influence of Moju, which can be sorted out well, after all, they belong to the same person and can communicate better.

But these current wills are all the wills of the Heavenly Craftsman.

The influence of each of their generations is all here.

Each one is not the same.

Chaotic and noisy, all kinds of colors, so that Mo Ju has no way to start.

Mo Ju felt as if he had stabbed a hornet's nest, or a hornet's nest in the midst of a scuffle.

There are all kinds of bees in it, and they are all red-eyed and want to sting.

The existence of these wills brought infinite danger to Mo Ju.

These are small mines that can be detonated at any time.

Mo Ju was very worried, this situation really made him a little tricky.

With all the energy in full force, the light of the stars is even more vigorous, shining wave after wave on those wills.

Countless wills floated and sunk in the whirlpool, causing trouble for Mo Ju.

Some wills are disintegrated into particles, which become nourishment.

But some of them are very tenacious, scurrying up and down in the whirlpool of the ink giant, bringing fluctuations in energy.

There are even more wills that explode directly under this light, causing the energy vortex of Mo Ju to throb for a while.

Mo Ju tried to control it, but the explosion was like a switch turned on, causing his vortex to vibrate.

"It's not going to be the end of the calf...

Cold sweat flowed from Mo Ju's face.

He didn't expect that the fusion that had been going smoothly was actually stabbed by Mo Zixing.

The previous wills, whether they were mixed with saints or the heart of the universe, were not much of a deal.

But now, it was actually the will of the Tiangong clan that brought him trouble.

He thought that these own talents were the most stable, but now it seems that the will of these people is the most difficult existence.

They have different things, although they are all working hard for Mo Ju, but their own will is not unified.

Mo Ju once thought that he was their faith, and his will was their will.

But is that really the case for them?

It's a mission to save Mo Ju, but what about themselves?

Don't they have any other idea of their own, other than their mission?

What is Mo Ju's will?

Is it imposed control?

Moju never gave anyone an imposed control.

The will of the universe has never been imposed on anyone.

The universe never limits who develops.

It is only when consciousness has no will that it comes out into balance.

If consciousness is so large that it is out of balance and the will disappears, it is the demise of the universe.

The existence of Moju is the inheritance of will.

And the Tiangong family is the continuation of these wills.

They keep the spark of their will for the universe, and they fight hard for their lives.

They are the last seed in the universe.

Mo Ju was immersed in these wills, looking for those common ground.

I am also feeling the changes in my body.

Mo Ju felt as if he had become a flesh-and-blood existence, no longer a collection of energy bodies.

The heart is beating, the blood is flowing, and the mind is working.

Mo Ju was like a living person, breathing air.

The light of those stars slowly faded away, disappearing into the whirlpool.

In the middle of that vortex, a black star was twinkling.

The energy converges towards the star, and the will rushes towards the star.

Wave after wave, absorbed by the star.

The stars twinkle and flicker, and the fluctuations become more and more frequent.

With a 'click' sound, the stardrops shattered.

The black light instantly pierced through the whirlpool, scattering the whirlpool and revealing the stars.

The black starlight did not stay, and rushed in all directions, rushing into the deep space of the universe.

The last star is lit up.

Mo Ju's will pierced through the starry sky and rushed into the universe.

The saint was fighting a guerrilla battle with the Dao Master, and he suddenly smiled.

"Mo Ju, it seems that you have succeeded, and it is a good time to come."

The sage knew that the purpose had been achieved and the layout had been completed.

The rest of the layout can already be unfolded.

The golden pen flashed in the saint's hand, and the holy scroll was unfolded together.

He picked up the golden pen and wrote two big words on the holy scroll: Holy Descent!

He wants to descend, directly to the Holy Descendant.

This time, he did not look for a spokesperson, did not look for the Holy Venerable, but descended with his powerful ontology.

One after another, the golden light radiated towards the sacred heart, and the will of the saint had quietly descended.

Mo Ju looked up at the sky, where there seemed to be something.

Is it a saint, or a saint, or a heart of the universe?

Or is it the being who has ever seen it?

Mo Ju didn't find anything.

Only an invisible figure smiled slightly, as if satisfied with Mo Ju's approach with dissatisfaction.

Mo Ju didn't pay any more attention, he was now adjusting the state in his body.

Becoming one with Mo Zixing, his strength is no longer comparable.

It's just that Mo Ju has always felt that the stars in his body are not so thorough.

Especially the black and yellow stars, which always feel a little worse than the other stars.

The difference between the two stars also caused the energy frequency in Mo Ju's body to fluctuate slightly.

The energy could not operate in full unison, which also brought stagnation to Mo Ju's will.

"It seems that there is still something on the ink star that has not been cleaned up, so let's go to the ink star again!"

Mo Ju looked at Mo Hengxing, his fist clenched tightly.

Mo Ju wants to go to the ink star to perfect his star.

And the ink star has already begun a new round of changes.

The Sacred Heart Empire has once again seen turmoil.

The light of the Holy Scroll obscured the entire Sacred Heart Empire.

One after another, golden figures walked out of the holy scroll and scattered in all directions.

Once again, the Holy Acolytes revealed their true faces.

They held holy scrolls in their hands and gave the highest instructions:

"The Sacred Heart Empire will stand tall on top of the world!"

The people of the Sacred Heart Empire cheered endlessly, the resentment of the past slowly dissipated, and the faith in the saint became more pure.

It's just that out of their sight, the die-hard devouts, are praying silently.

They all have a holy glow in their bodies.

As the light grows brighter, they gradually turn into transparent colors.

The light of the scroll was sprinkled, and the pious disappeared.

The changes in the Sacred Heart Empire made the people of the Moyuan Empire very alarmed.

The hearts of countless people were torn apart, and those who lived in the Moyuan Empire had a different kind of mind.

They are afraid, afraid to be reduced to the playthings of the Sacred Heart once again.

Li Boyang and Gong Zhantian immediately found the old boatman and asked him about his countermeasures:

"Big brother old boatman, this Sacred Heart Empire is coming back again, what should we do? When will Moju come back? ”