Chapter 1003: The Mausoleum Opens

Turning his head to look at Yan Lan with a hideous face, Mo Ming smiled faintly: "I have never been loyal, so how can I say that I betrayed him?"

Yan Lanqi's chest rose and fell violently, the killing intent in his eyes was almost condensed into substance, and the fiery demonic qi rolled out of his body, but at this time, the evil wave grabbed his arm.

"Withdraw first, we don't have the slightest advantage now. The evil said in a deep voice.

More than 100 Demon Emperors were killed by Mo Ming before, and at this time, another ten were lost, and the rest of the people together could not kill the firmament and the others, and it was possible to be counter-killed.

After all, whether it is Mo Ming or the firmament, Ji Hanyin, and Ma Tianrui, they are all the top emperors of the human race, not the powerhouses of the first echelon.

"Mo Ming, remember the choice you made today, it's best to pray that you will be blessed and die here, otherwise no one will be able to protect you if you go outside!" Yan Lan put down the cruel words viciously, and quickly left this place of right and wrong with the rest of the people.

The sky looked at Mo Ming: "Why do you want to do this? The Night Angel Clan should have given you a lot of help." ”

"It seems that there is no record in the ancient books of your Cang family. Mo Ming's face was expressionless: "Grandpa didn't die of old age, but was killed, and he was crazy about ink." ”

No wonder there was grief and anger in Mo Ming's eyes before, it turned out that this was the reason, for her, the grandfather who raised her was the closest person besides her parents, how not to hate the angel of the night.

Mo Ming looked at the sky, raised his right hand and slowly spoke: "They don't know how they used to know my existence, because the bloodline level is extremely high, so they used this method to take me away and seal my memory. ”

"Grandpa has reached his twilight years, how can he be the opponent of the ink maniac?"

"During the time when my memory was sealed, I became a sword in the hands of the Night Angel, and my hands were stained with the blood of many people, and from that moment on, I kept killing people, and I couldn't remember how many lives I had on my hands. ”

Mo Ming's tone was calm, without any emotion: "Later, the Demon Slayer took me as a disciple, and I began to compete with the younger generation of the Nine Clans until the fall of the gods. ”

"Billions of years have passed before we wake up, and the seals of memory are fragile, so I think of everything. ”

Mo Ming turned around, looked at the sky and said, "I'm going to cooperate with you and kill the ink madness." ”

"It's my life's wish. ”

Cangqiong's brows furrowed: "He's still alive?" No wonder Cangqiong is not surprised, Mo Mad was known as the Blood Rain Demon Saint in ancient times, and everywhere he passed, his strength was not only extremely powerful, but also the killing methods were extremely cruel, and no one who died in his hands was a whole corpse.

"That's right. Mo Ming nodded: "But I don't know where he is now, and I haven't seen him in the clan." ”

The sky pondered for a while and said, "The Night Angel now has almost ten Saint Emperor powerhouses, and the Ink Maniac was a famous Saint Emperor in ancient times, will you have no news?"

Mo Ming said: "The five elders of the Night Angel Clan, the three commanders, and the two left and right protectors, there is very little news about the two protectors, and it is said that the strength is above the five elders and the three commanders. ”

"I suspect Inkmania is one of them. ”

Cangqiong smiled faintly: "Doubt is always suspicion, besides, where will the two protectors be? Could it be that they have been protecting the safety of the immortals?"

"Who knows, that's why I asked you to cooperate, anyway, I have the same blood as you after all. Mo Ming looked at the sky and said calmly.

"Does my father know?"

Mo Ming frowned slightly: "I don't know if he knows, so I don't know." ”

Cangqiong suddenly rolled his eyes, and glanced at Mo Ming helplessly: "I can't help you with this, the Holy Emperor powerhouse in the ancient period... A small thumb can easily crush us. ”

"Naturally it won't be now..." Mo Ming smiled lightly: "You have the potential to become the first person in the world, and I can feel at ease by putting the chips on you." ”

"Besides, your grandfather is also your ancestor, isn't he?"

Cangqiong didn't continue the topic, walked up to Mo Ming's side, and lowered his voice a little: "Hey, you know the leader of the [Backblade] organization, tell me." ”

"Do you really want to know?" Mo Ming glanced at the sky.

Being stared at by Mo Ming's eyes, Cang Qiong smiled embarrassedly: "It's okay if you don't want to tell me, at least give me a hint." ”

Mo Ming smiled lightly: "He is a member of the Holy Alliance, and he is a person who will surprise you very much. ”

The firmament pouted: "I have already guessed this, if it weren't for the people in the Holy Alliance, how could it happen that the Holy Alliance's several encirclements and suppressions ended in failure." ”

"As for the surprise, you don't have to think about it, it's definitely a surprise. The sky said: "The high-ranking of the Holy Alliance is the leader of a terrorist organization, who would not be surprised?"

"Then don't ask. Mo Ming said.

The sky was silent, and the atmosphere between the two was a little awkward, in a sense, Mo Ming was the ancestor of the firmament, the ancestor of many generations, but Mo Ming looked extremely young, which made the sky feel a little difficult to get along with.

Su Qiyue, Ji Hanyin and the others looked at the two of them, and their hearts were a little tired, and they didn't know what to say.

In the infinite silence, a thunderclap suddenly exploded in the distance, and a brown beam of light rose into the sky, connecting the heavens and the earth, and a terrifying coercion swept in all directions in an instant, making everyone feel tightened in their chests and unable to breathe.

Roar!

A terrifying roar shook the universe, and at this moment, everyone felt that the entire Desolate Sky Cemetery trembled, cracks appeared on the ground, and the surrounding tombstones were shattered one by one, as if the sky had fallen.

Swallowing Heaven Pei flashed with intense brilliance in the firmament's hand, and that force made the Firmament have to clench, otherwise Swallowing Heaven Pei would fly directly from his hand.

"The mausoleum was opened, who is it?!" The firmament's face was ugly, and he didn't expect to be taken first.

"Without further ado, hurry over. Mo Ming said, and the group quickly swept towards the distance, and the sky at this time, all kinds of breaths were intertwined, forming a sky formed by the intersection of several colors.

The unique power of the four blood demon clans gathered in the air, giving people a strange feeling, especially the roar coming from the mausoleum, which made people tremble from the bottom of their hearts.

The firmament's mood was extremely nervous, and for some reason, he felt that the roaring creature was very terrifying, and it was probably something that Wu Jinge would never forget.

"Damn, it won't be Wu Jinge!" Cang Cang gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

Roar!

The roar, which was far higher than before, resounded again, and a bright light crossed the sky, and there seemed to be a huge creature flashing from the sky, with the aura of a king who intimidated the world.

Wu Jinge looked at this scene with an excited expression, and the frenzy in his eyes never subsided-

"Soon, soon, I'll free you right away, but... You can't live up to my expectations..."

"The lord of the ancient demons, the first fierce ····· in the world"

"Poor Qi!"

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(To be continued)

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