"Mozha Clan?" Hearing this majestic voice with a hint of fear, Lu Chen's brows furrowed.

He had never heard of such a race, and there was no information about it in his memory.

For a while, he became curious about the Mozha clan, a race that can be reborn again with just a drop of blood, this Mozha clan is definitely not comparable to ordinary races.

It should be that such a race would be very famous in the Nine Realms, but why is there no memory of this race in his eternal memory.

Lu Chen fell into deep thought, and then asked the system and Xiao Lori, but there was no record of this race.

"Interesting!" Lu Chen's strong curiosity was aroused, and he looked at the human-headed beast and the fierce beast, his eyes dazzling.

"What race is the Mozha Clan?" someone who was as curious as Lu Chen asked in the direction of the voice just now.

In that direction, a rickety old man stood above the sky, his breath was as weak as a candle in the wind, his hair was white, his body was dry, thin skin and bones, his stature was short, as tall as a teenager's child, and the whole gave people a feeling of dying, but this old man's eyes were as deep as the vast starry sky, as deep as a black hole in the universe, as if as long as you glanced at his eyes, you would fall into it, and you would lose yourself.

"Specifically, the Mozha clan can divide him into races, but they can't divide him into races!" the old man spoke, and his life was like thunder, resounding through the heavens and the earth, forming a fierce contrast with his short and withered body.

"What do you mean by that?" puzzled the crowd.

"This demon clan is not a monster that reproduces on its own, but is formed by a curse contaminated by the creatures of all races. ”

"I also have Xin seen in the ancient books of my sect, this race is some quasi-emperors, and it may even be that the emperor is approaching Shouyuan in his later years, and I don't know why he was contaminated with a curse, so he was formed. ”

According to the records of the ancient books in the door, he is classified as the Mozha clan and has his own family. ”

The old man said in a deep voice, looking at the monster in the distance with a rather jealous expression.

"The most terrifying thing about this Mozha clan is his ability to regenerate, as long as there is a drop of blood and a piece of flesh is not destroyed, he will be reborn with this!"

"And they don't seem to be conscious, they only know killing, according to ancient records, there have only been three in the Mozha clan since ancient times, I don't know which one of them will be!" the old man said in a deep voice with burning eyes.

"There are only three of them in the eternal ages, and even this one is the fourth!" a big man gasped and exclaimed.

Eternal time, era changes, times change, countless years only appeared four, this is rarer than the emperor, no wonder everyone doesn't know such a race.

"No, how can only four be called a clan?" someone found something wrong, according to the law of racial division, the number of people is more than a thousand to see if it can be called a small clan, and the Mozha clan is only four people, why can it be called a clan?

"This is the terrible thing about the Mozha clan, they are able to destroy living beings, absorb the blood essence of living beings, so as to gain great power, the more they kill, the stronger they become. ”

"And he also has a terrifying ability, that is, to spread curses, assimilate other people, as long as he wants, there will be endless demons born, and anything that comes into contact with it will be infected by him. ”

"......Shh

"The Mozha clan is so perverted?" The first time I heard the Mozha clan, many people were disgraced.

"Isn't that all of us in danger now?" the crowd immediately panicked, and they were so frightened that they took several steps backwards in succession, and their faces turned pale.

"According to ancient records, it stands to reason that there shouldn't be a Mozha clan in this era?" the old man muttered to himself with a puzzled look in his eyes.

"All the appearances have appeared, what else shouldn't be, the fourth, how were the first three killed?" someone asked in a trembling voice, looking extremely nervous.

"No, there is no fourth, only three, but I don't know which one of them?" said the old man in a trembling voice.

"Boom!"

In the dark night, a blood-colored thunder sea emerged, from small to large, expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, covering the sky and the sun in an instant.

Endless thunder and lightning gushed, lightning and thunder, deafening, thousands of blood-colored thunder pillars shot out from the sea of thunder, tearing the void, submerging into it, rolling thunder submerged into the sea of silence, setting off monstrous waves.

In the sea of thunder, the figure of the human-headed beast rose and fell, emitting a roar of anger in the sky, the endless law runes emerged, and the endless heaven and earth yuan qi turned into a long river of spiritual energy, pouring into it.

The light of the Nine Heavens Stars was also detained from outside the territory and submerged into the boundless Thunder Sea, which multiplied the power of the entire Thunder Sea.

"Retreat, retreat!" the old man said without saying a word, turned around and left, and quickly retreated to the edge of the sky, before turning to look at the sea of silence.

"Hula!"

At the first time, many people retreated one after another and came to the old man.

"Senior, what do you mean by not having a fourth?" a middle-aged man couldn't help but ask the old man.

"The Mozha clan can live forever, he is a strange life between all races, as long as there is a drop of blood, he can be reborn. ”

"......Shh

"Do all the Mozha Clan look like this?"

"No, their forms are different, and the strength of each one is also determined by the strength in front of them, but without exception, no matter what race of powerhouses is contaminated with the curse in their hearts, their bodies will become this color of fierce beasts, except for his supernatural powers and head. ”

"What?" the crowd seemed to be listening to the Arabian Nights.

Lu Chen was in the space shuttle, very far away, but he heard the old man's words clearly, his face changed slightly, and he stared at the figure tightly.

"Reborn?"

"Cursed?"

"Immortality?"

Information flowed quickly in his mind, and Lu Chen quickly combed through the information.

After a long time, Lu Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and he already had a rough idea in his heart.

"Third Prince Nezha, it's almost certain!" Lu Chen looked at him and muttered slowly.

After sorting out the information, a picture had already appeared in Lu Chen's mind.

It is possible that the collapse of the desolate world has experienced a great war that shattered the entire desolate world and annihilated it in the long river of history.

And what happened in the desolate world at that time, Lu Chen didn't know for the time being, but he caught a trace of the answer from this person who looked like the third prince of Nezha.

In the desolate world, something terrible has definitely happened, as strong as the third prince of Nezha will curse and assimilate, turn into an alien, and become a killing machine that has lost itself.