"Riots? In your eyes this is just a riot? Mo Chen didn't believe his ears a little, in today's world, strange beasts and ghouls are rampant, no matter which province has more than half of the people who died or mutated, this is actually just a prelude to disaster.

"That's right, the real end times are yet to come." Mo Daoxu said seriously: "This kind of situation has appeared more than once in the world, before the Xia Dynasty, the end of the world appeared, according to the annals, the end of the world is divided into three stages, aura recovery, prehistoric riots, and the end of the world."

"How do you explain it?"

Mo Daoxu explained: "At present, the stage we are in is called the revival of the aura, the aura of heaven and earth has returned to the earth, some people can withstand the washing of the aura, mutate into reckless men and supernatural people, and those who can't bear it have become the current ghouls, and even some alien beasts with human characteristics."

Will humans become alien beasts?

These words really subverted Mo Chen's three views, he will not be soft when killing strange beasts, there is a way to be right and wrong, my race will have different hearts, foreign beasts can wantonly attack cities and plunder the land, and humans can naturally fight back.

But if he kills someone, he will inevitably be a little rebellious, and he doesn't know if there are human mutations among the strange beasts he kills.

"The prehistoric riots are the beginning of the end times, such as the alien beasts you see now, they are just enlarged in size and enhanced physique, that's all, no matter how mutated, the result will not change, their genes determine the potential, only a small percentage of the alien beasts can reach the prehistoric conditions, most of them come from their genetic mutated offspring."

Mo Chen couldn't help but be stunned, Xiaobai should also be a genetically mutated saber-toothed tiger, could it be that it would mutate into a real prehistoric giant beast?

"The coming of the end times is a real disaster, and the divine beasts and fierce beasts in the image are piled up, and their size has reached an unprecedented size, and the human power is irresistible. Imagine how frightened a person is when he is faced with a giant beast hundreds of meters high. ”

"So, you're in retreat to fight the end times?" Shocked, Mo Chen asked weakly.

Mo Daoxu shook his head and sighed: "The coming of the end times is not something we can resist, the responsibility of the sect is to fight against the prehistoric riots and try to reduce the number of such strange beasts at this stage."

"Irresistible? Could it be that mankind is powerless to return to heaven after all? ”

"The boat is naturally straight to the bridge, and a large number of powerful abilities and qi refiners appeared during the Yellow Emperor period, so that the most terrifying demon god Chi You was defeated at that time, and his vassals at that time were killed together, and our era may not have the same peerless characters." Mo Daoxu is still relatively confident in this era, but he still has some things to say, such as the fault that appeared before the Xia Dynasty.

No one knows which era it was before the Xia Dynasty, because that era was completely annihilated in history, and the only history that can prove the existence at that time is a "Dragon Scale Purple Gold Book" unearthed in the mausoleum of the Xia Dynasty, the text on it cannot be verified, it does not belong to every dynasty and every tribe known today.

It is difficult to reproduce the glory of the Yellow Emperor period.

"When did the prehistoric riots appear?" The problem he was most concerned about was this riot, the elders of the sect had to be ready for it, how could they dare to take it lightly with such small characters?

"About two and a half months later, not more than three months." Mo Dao looked at Mo Chen, who was seven or eight points similar to himself, and said: "The era of aura revival will soon end, and the aura will also collapse in a short time, and the day of a hundred schools of thought will come."

"Do you think that I don't pay too much attention to life in the matter of sending disciples to help the military department?"

To be honest, Mo Chen did mean this before, but after listening to Mo Daoxu talk about the three stages of the end times, he immediately abandoned the original idea, the sect can know the three stages of the end times, how can the military department not?

Knowing that all the major sects are actively preparing for the prehistoric riots, they are still troublesome to the Dao Sect, which is really a bit despicable, this is also the soft-heartedness of the Dao Sect, if you change to other sects, it is estimated that you will scold a dog first, and you will not send people out.

He also heard what Mo Daoxu meant, the revival of aura to put it bluntly, it is the stage for reckless men and people with strange abilities to practice, and a few sects will also send disciples to practice, and they will never send the main force, because the people in the sect take advantage of the revival of aura to improve their cultivation.

If the aura recovery stage alone can't resist it, then the prehistoric riots will be even more impossible to resist, and how can these people have a reason to survive at that time?

The military department's frequent requests for the sect to intervene are actually equivalent to reducing the sect's power to suppress prehistoric riots, which is unwise.

"Mo Qianlong is the hope of the Dao Sect, it's too dangerous to go out this time."

Mo Daoxu was happy that his son could understand the sect, "Qianlong's cultivation is already a leader among the younger generation, but his actual combat ability is still lacking, which is what I am most worried about. So please take care of him more this time. ”

"Me? He doesn't seem to need my protection. Mo Chen shrugged his shoulders and said, Mo Qianlong is a genius, a lonely and arrogant genius, he will not ask for help easily, because if a genius asks for help from his peers, then his life will be stained.

"You are all flesh and blood of the Mo family, I don't want to see any of you have an accident." Mo Daoxu said his wishes, he has seen too many ups and downs over the years, and he knows many things, such as family battles, but as the sect master, he can't interfere, and he sees the Dao sect divided into several factions.

He is always indecisive towards his relatives, the second brother who once competed with him for the position of sect master, and the current Mo Youlong is still like this, blood relatives are family affection in his eyes, but why has he become worthless garbage in the eyes of others?

Mo Chen didn't answer, not to mention whether Mo Qianlong's strength could cope with this beast frenzy, even if he couldn't cope with it, he didn't need his own help, because this was not an elder helping a junior, but it would make him feel a sense of charity.

Knowing his son's thoughts, Mo Dao sighed, his son is similar to himself everywhere, as if carved out of a mold, but his personality is completely different, and his temper has a bit of the taste of a second brother.

"Forget it, you can do it."

For the genius of Mo Qianlong, he and Dao Sect have poured too much effort into it, he doesn't want this genius to die halfway, but if things really reach the point where they cannot be remedied, it is also the fate of Dao Sect not rising.

"Go ahead, don't keep them waiting too long." Mo Dao waved his hand.

As soon as Mo Chen came back, Zhao Xiaoya greeted him and asked affectionately, "Are you okay?"

Mo Chen shook his head and didn't speak. Yu Guang looked at Mo Qianlong, who was arrogant, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this uneasy thing.

At the same time, there is some resentment, this nanny seems to be negotiable, and the old man's suggestion, he can't refuse.

(End of chapter)