Mo Ju didn't speak, he just sang quietly there.

It was as if he had already given up resistance and was singing the last ode.

"Come on! Hack to death the ink giant !! ”

"Up! Barking! ”

There was a burst of shouting, mixed with dog barking.

Meng Yisheng hurriedly turned around, only to see countless monsters rushing towards Mo Ju with weapons.

"So faithful?"

"That's not right! Are you going to rebel!! ”

He was just about to make a move, when the old boatman and a bunch of goods had already rushed past him.

"Huh? Not a mutiny? ”

"My fork! You want to take credit!! ”

Meng Yisheng was even more furious, at this time, there were still people who came to grab the credit, he was really angry.

A dodge, he also wanted to rush over.

It's just that the Holy Venerable didn't say anything, he didn't move, and he didn't stop it.

The old boatman and his gang rushed directly to Mo Ju's approach, and the weapon in his hand slashed at Mo Ju's body.

The scars on the body, and the white light on the weapon, were mixed with blood.

"Get out!"

Mo Ju roared angrily, and the super power directly shook these little brothers away.

Meng Yisheng hurriedly braked, and his face also changed greatly:

"! It turns out that he still has the ability to resist! ”

He didn't dare to move again, and neither did the men and horses of the Sacred Heart Camp.

Only the Holy Venerable smiled slightly, walked to Mo Ju's side, and stroked the buckle on Mo Ju's body.

"Why are you bothered, wouldn't it be better to surrender earlier?"

Mo Ju shook the pipe on his body, and his tone was full of helplessness:

"Holy Venerable, do you think the Source Heart is really good for you? I don't think so, saint, is it for your good, too? I don't think so... ”

The Holy Venerable's hand shook slightly, but he didn't reply, still inspecting Mo Ju's body.

Mo Ju's body has goosebumps:

"Holy Venerable, can you not do this?"

A bad voice shouted in Mo Ju's heart:

"! Holy Venerable, you won't be an old glass, will you!! ”

The Holy Venerable did not stop moving, touching the wound on Mo Ju's body, he shook his head:

"Mo Ju, why are you so valued? What is the role of your body? ”

Mo Ju shook the tentacles on his head and expressed a different emotion:

"Holy Venerable, do you think this kind of body is good?"

The two of them seem to have become friends now, and they actually chatted about home.

The people of Sacred Heart City were very anxious, but they didn't dare to say it directly.

And the people of the Tiangong clan are waiting with fear, and they have been praying in their hearts:

"Moju! Don't you scold us!! ”

Only the old boatman on the side, his eyes signaled to the group of little brothers, and their group of monsters gradually dispersed a lot.

The old boatman took a wave in the center, Xingyuan took the lead, and Yu Tianyi and the golden retriever each leaned towards both sides with a wave.

They gradually had a tendency to surround the centaurs of Sacred Heart.

Mo Ju's words made the Holy Venerable also start to think, and he was recalling the Holy Saint's entrustment.

What is the benefit of Mo Ju's body?

In fact, the Holy Venerable was not very clear, because he had never come into contact with Mo Ju's body.

"Saints ... Why did he do it? ”

The memories made the Holy Venerable confused again, as if the saint would take the initiative to descend at every critical moment.

The Holy Venerable took out the golden pen and scroll, and he carefully looked at the two sharp weapons in his hand, and the faith in his heart was also cracked.

Mo Ju looked at the state of the Holy Venerable, and the tentacles on his head shone even more.

Only his paws trembled a little.

"It's really not easy, fortunately, the Holy Venerable is a little abnormal, otherwise it really can't affect him!"

Mo Ju continued to exert his dark energy, and the Holy Venerable slowly entered the memory.

The power of faith in his body was mobilized, including his own, the saints, and the two cosmic hearts.

Everything became a state of chaos, and his thoughts became chaotic.

"What the hell am I doing this? Sage... Why did you take the initiative to descend? And this weapon ... ”

The expression on the Holy Venerable's face changed, and Mo Ju was also carefully observing.

Seeing the Holy Venerable frown frowning slightly, there was a hint of a smile on Mo Ju's face.

He reminded the Lord softly:

"Don't you want to know why I'm so valued? Don't you have important materials on your hands? ”

The Holy Venerable sobered up a lot, and looked at his hands, two sharp weapons.

"Are you talking about this?"

Mo Ju did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically:

"What do you think?"

The Venerable looked at his hands again in confusion.

The red color under the sharp weapon made the Holy Venerable stunned.

"This is your blood? You mean... ”

Mo Ju was silent, he was waiting for the Holy Venerable to remember it himself.

"Blood?"

The remembrance of the Lord opened the door, and he saw the idol.

He saw the idol covered in blood.

He also remembered that he had been seriously injured by blood.

All because of the blood ...

The Venerable put away the two sharp weapons and carefully looked at the blood on his hands.

There is a golden glow in the red, and there is a magic on it that you can't help but taste it.

The Venerable licked it carefully, and then his eyes instantly brightened.

"This Blood !!"

He finally understood, blood, Mo Ju's blood, that was the supreme holy medicine!

Mo Ju's voice also sounded at the right time:

"Got it? Is the saint really good for you? ”

The Holy Venerable looked at Mo Ju and asked with doubt:

"Why are you doing this? What's in it for you? ”

Mo Ju moved his claws and tapped the buckle:

"What do you think? Holy Venerable, don't you think it's strange that I can come back every time? ”

"Don't you think my blood tastes better?"

The Venerable's face changed drastically:

"You mean the saints..."

He didn't finish it, and he didn't dare to finish it.

Mo Ju smiled:

"Hehe, I don't need to say it, they have their purpose, but what about you? Blood is a good thing... ”

As if it was a sigh or a guide, there was the power of blood in every word of Mo Ju.

The Saint Venerable finally reached out to Mo Ju again, and this time, his hands were stained with more blood.

I put my hand on my nose and smelled it, the blood was fragrant, and I couldn't help but want to drink it.

The Lord swallowed and foamed, but did not swallow it.

The ink giant's tentacles once again increased their brightness, as if they were guiding the light.

Those beliefs in the heart of the Holy Venerable were churning again, and his consciousness appeared in a trance.

A very guiding sentence spat out from Mo Ju's mouth:

"Holy Venerable, how much more do you believe?"

The Holy Venerable looked down and looked at the three strands of faith entangled in his body, and only one strand trembled in those three strands.

It was the power of his own faith.

"Is this mine? Why is it so weak? ”

You're asking yourself, and you're asking.

Mo Ju gave him the answer:

"Isn't that smell of blood just now inexplicable?"

This time, the Holy Venerable finally had his own conviction, and he raised his hands with a determined look in his eyes.

The blood was sent to his mouth, and the power burst out again.

In his body, the power of his own faith also let out a cheer of joy.

It's just that the power of this blood is not something it can grab.

The other three strands grabbed more.

"I see!"

The Venerable finally understood what was going on in his body.

But this situation made him afraid to absorb more blood.

Because he feared that the power of the blood would make the other faith stronger.

"Can't you control your own turf? There will always be a degree for others... ”

Mo Ju's little demon-like words continued to strengthen the Holy Venerable's heart.

The Holy Venerable didn't hesitate anymore, and directly pounced on Mo Ju and bit on his veins.

Devouring it in large gulps, the Venerable once again felt the power of blood.

He finally understood that Mo Ju's reminder was correct.

degree, has been mastered by him, and the rest of the power is all his!

It's just that the doubts in his heart still exist:

"Mo Ju, the dragon of chaos, why is there such a good heart?"

Mo Ju smiled:

"Hehe, the blood is delicious, let's do it, !! it"

"Kill !!"

Shouts of killing erupted, and the men and horses of the Tiangong clan poured out from all directions, surrounding the people and horses of Sacred Heart City.

And the first to attack is, of course, the hardcore brothers of Moju.

The old boatman, Xingyuan, Yu Tianyi, and Golden Retriever all roared angrily and rushed towards the crowd in front of them.

"Moju, you!"

The Holy Venerable roared, and the energy in his body surged, directly attacking Mo Ju.

But when he attacked, the power of faith dropped its chain.

The energy is dispelled, but the four forces of faith are digesting the power of blood.

"I see! Moju, hello insidious! ”

Only then did the Holy Venerable know that all this was a conspiracy of Mo Ju.

Mo Ju raised his claws slightly:

"Up! Get him under control! ”

Without the threat of the Holy Venerable, these people are just a bunch of vegetables.

Three times five divided by two, it was directly captured by all.

The people of Moyuan City finally showed a smile that they hadn't seen for a long time.

"Mo Ju, it's really yours, it's okay! Hahaha! ”

Song Jingang also laughed and came over to report the good news to Moju.

"Now is not the time to be happy, hurry up and cripple these people, throw them to the black-hearted people, and pile the Holy Venerable into the dam!"

Mo Ju's mood is more anxious than anyone else, he knows the shortcomings of his trap...

"Why?"

Everyone was puzzled.

"Don't ask so much, of course I'm doing it for your own good, do you think the Holy Venerable is really so easy to grasp! Hurry up! ”

Of course, Mo Ju didn't dare to say it, but in fact, he was the enemy...

Although the blood has a controlling effect, if it is absorbed, it is energy!!

All the time depends on the absorption speed of the Holy Venerable.

But if you want to kill the Holy Venerable, Mo Ju asked himself if he didn't have that ability.

If those two sharp weapons weren't for fun, they were the things of the saints, how could the saints let the saints die.

That's why Mo Ju made people hurry up and bury these people.

When it was too late, he was also afraid that the Holy Venerable would get out of trouble.

Song Jinyin looked at Mo Ju's expression as if it was fake, and he hurriedly agreed:

"Understood! Don't be stunned, cripple first! ”

Bang Bang!

After a burst of smashing, the unlucky Meng Yisheng and his people and horses in Sacred Heart City were all beaten to cripples.

Of course you can't be killed, there has to be a black heart in this!

You have to give them a chance to vent.

So after everything was done, the Holy Venerable, along with the people of Sacred Heart City, was directly lost to Black Heart.

Black Heart was ecstatic, and couldn't stop thanking Mo Ju.

It's a big pie.

specially told the black heart how to deal with it, and Mo Ju also asked them:

"Where is your jumping point here? We're leaving. ”

The black heart had the intention to leave Mo Ju, but looking at Mo Ju's strength, he didn't dare to move, so he had to be an honest man.

"Which direction?"

When Mo Ju heard that there was a door, he pointed not far behind him, and quickly pointed out the direction:

"Over there, is there any?"

Heixin was stunned for a moment, a little difficult to speak, and finally said:

"Yes, yes, but it's a little unstable at that point, you are so big, I'm afraid it is..."

"It's okay! If you have it, thank you! ”

Mo Juda heard useful news, and of course he hurried away.

He was afraid that he would have no chance if it was too late, and the Sacred Heart City was not under control, and he couldn't tell when he would chase after him.

He also kindly reminded the black heart:

"Sacred Heart City is estimated to be moving soon, and you should retreat quickly after you bury people!"

The black heart was shocked, and those careful thoughts were finally put down:

"Thank you Moju, we promise to clear the passage for you!"