"Ancestor can tell me what is going on." Dongfang Mo forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, and then asked.

Hearing this, the pink skeleton didn't seem to have any intention of concealing it, so she only heard her speak: "Dongfang Yu is the first monk of the human race, but if he is only the first of the human race, this nickname seems to be a bit underestimating him." The time that this person has been stuck in the Great Perfection of the Half Ancestor Realm is too long, so his comprehension of the law of the Dao has already reached the last step, and it can be said that he can step into the ranks of those two with only a layer of paper. ”

Dongfang Mo understood that the two people mentioned by the pink skeleton were referring to the Buddha and the demon ancestor.

And in order to take this step, Dongfang Yu tried all kinds of methods, but in the end it was unsuccessful. In the end, he used a cruel and even more outrageous method. That is to shoot at the descendants of one's own bloodline. ”

"By what means?" Dongfang Mo's heartbeat had already begun to speed up.

"He ignited the essence blood of all the descendants of the bloodline, and tried a secret technique to touch the law of time that he understood with the power of burning blood."

"What!"

As soon as the woman's voice fell, Dongfang Mo exclaimed.

Now he finally knew why the head of the Dongfang family and the others were reluctant to tell him about the death of Dongfang Yu's descendants. At the same time, he also understands that the rumored death of the descendants of Dongfang Yu is definitely related to himself, which is true.

At the thought of it, he could even hear his heartbeat clearly. At the same time, there was also a fear in his heart, secretly wondering if he would also be poisoned by Dongfang Yu.

It's just that this possibility shouldn't be big, back then, this ruthless ancestor ignited the essence and blood of all the descendants of the bloodline, and still didn't break through to the ancestral realm, and now even if he is beheaded, it will be useless.

And when he saw Dongfang Yu for the first time, he was a little surprised and indifferent, and finally understood why.

Accidentally, there is also the blood of him, the Oriental fish, and the descendants did not die. Indifferent, this person has no family affection for him.

From the mouth of the ancestor in front of him, after learning the real reason for the death of Dongfang Yu's descendants and the viciousness of this person, Dongfang Mo was really frightened.

This ancestor is not only terrifying in strength, but even more terrifying in person. Tiger venom still doesn't eat children, but he dares to behead all the descendants of the bloodline, just to pursue a higher avenue.

Dongfang Mo thought about it for a while, if it were him, he wouldn't be able to do this.

Now he is also a father, although he is not very competent, but Han Mu's is indeed his daughter. If one day he came to the step of Dongfang Yu, he would never make a move on Han Mu in order to pursue the Supreme Dao.

If that was the case, Han Ling would probably do everything he could to kill him.

As soon as he thought of this, he looked at the pink skeleton in front of him, and his eyes were full of complexity.

Dongfang Yu killed his own bloodline descendants, and it was also equivalent to killing the bloodline descendants of the ancestor in front of him. I don't know what kind of attitude the person in front of me will have towards Dongfang Yu.

He didn't dare to ask this kind of question, so as not to arouse the pain in the ancestor's heart.

Just as he thought like this, the woman in front of him looked at him and asked, "I can sense that there seems to be a wisp of my blood in an extremely distant place. ”

Dongfang Mo knew that what this woman was talking about was Han Mu who was now in the Yin Luo Clan, and he was not surprised that these half-ancestor realm cultivators could feel Han Mu's presence. Didn't the Oriental Fish back then also notice Han Mu's existence. So I only heard him say: "Qi Yu Ancestor, that is the daughter of the younger generation." ”

Hearing this, the pink skull just nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

At this time, Dongfang Mo looked at this woman and said, "By the way, dare to ask the name of the ancestor." ”

"Miaoyu."

The pink skull spat out two words.

"Miaoyu?" Dongfang Mo thought silently in his heart.

But eventually he shook his head, apparently he had heard nothing of the name. And for some reason, he felt that the name was a bit of a Buddhist Dharma name.

So he looked at this ancestor and said, "I don't know why Miaoyu Ancestor appeared in the army of the underworld." ”

"Huh...... I'm just like the Oriental Fish, but I'm just chasing the Great Road. ”

"I see." Dongfang Mo nodded, and he didn't ask any more questions.

"It's a strain." At this moment, the pink skeleton looked at the surrounding underworld monks who exuded a dead aura and only knew how to kill.

"The ancestor's eyes are like torches, this spell is the Absolute Spirit Spell." Dongfang Mo said truthfully.

"You're like the Oriental Fish, you're too murderous, and that's not a good thing." Just listen to this woman.

Dongfang Mo didn't speak, he knew that what he said was good. He has the killing blood of the Oriental Fish flowing in his body, so the killing intent is naturally extremely strong.

"Since you are also my descendant, I should remind you."

"Huh?" Dongfang Mo was surprised, and then looked at her and bowed: "The ancestor said that it is okay, and the younger generation listens to it." ”

"If you can, cut off all causal connections with Dongfang Fish, and it's best to cut off even the power of the bloodline." Just listen to the pink skull.

"The power of the bloodline is cut off?" Dongfang Mo was puzzled, he didn't understand how to cut off the power of the bloodline.

"There is a way to everything, and the law of vitality that you have comprehended is a good way. In addition, if you don't cut off the power of the bloodline, and the reason why you are suppressed by the power of the bloodline, your cultivation can only be subservient to him. Of course, it is also unlikely that you want to take the last step ahead of Dongfang Yu. ”

"This ......"

Dongfang Mo breathed.

He originally thought that only by igniting the clan seal and completely stimulating the power of the bloodline, would his cultivation be suppressed by the ancestor in the future. For this reason, he was extremely glad that he did not ignite the family seal in the Dongfang family back then.

But from the mouth of this Miaoyu Ancestor, he learned that it seemed that even if he didn't ignite the clan seal, he would be suppressed by the power of the Dongfang Fish bloodline.

However, as this ancestor said, it is probably impossible for him to reach the height of the Oriental Fish.

"That's it, it's useless to say more, I hope it will be indefinite." At this moment, I listened to the pink skull again.

After the words fell, the surrounding void fluctuated with the pink skeleton as the center.

Then Dongfang Mo's woman disappeared out of thin air in front of Dongfang Mo, as if she had never appeared.

"There will be an indefinite ......," Dongfang Mo muttered. He heard these words more than once.

Disappeared with Miaoyu Ancestor, as well as the power of the law that he couldn't feel breath. And without the existence of the power of this law, the countless underworld monks who were surrounded by the Soul Absolute Spell immediately killed him.

After such a long time, the Soul Spell had completely exploded, and he was surrounded by Netherworld monks with the Spirit Spell in their bodies.

At the last moment, Dongfang Mo immediately came back to his senses and temporarily suppressed the matter of Miaoyu Ancestor, and then he pinched his fingers and chanted the words in his mouth, and a thick black smoke immediately filled his body.

And when this black smoke covered him, it seemed to shield his living aura, and at the same time, it also emitted the same dead aura as the underworld monks around him who had a soul spell on their bodies.

For a moment, the underworld monk who rushed towards him paused, and then turned to kill in the distance.

These underworld monks with the Soul Spell in their bodies are like a growing tumor to the entire huge army of the Netherworld. If this tumor is not removed in time, it will inevitably grow rapidly.

At this moment, Dongfang Mo did not immediately rush towards the battle line of the three clan monks, but stopped and stayed in place, following these underworld monks who had been spelled by the soul to move forward slowly.

If he rushed out now, he would definitely fall back into the encirclement of the underworld army, and it would be better to stay put.

It didn't take long for the Breaking Dao Realm Netherworld Cultivator, who had first fallen under his Absolute Spirit Spell, to freeze his body in place, and then trembled wildly, and his body exuded an astonishing fluctuation.

"Boom ......"

Then I heard an explosion, and I saw that this person burned the last longevity in his body and blew up his body.

One after another, more Nether Cultivators, their bodies began to tremble, and then the booming explosions rang out one after another. I saw a fierce tearing force swept away, and all the underworld monks who were affected, some turned into bone slag and burst into the sky, and some flew out in pieces.

With Dongfang Mo as the center, the self-explosion of these underworld monks is like black fireworks blooming, which looks quite beautiful.

"Juniors are looking for death!"

And just as Dongfang Mo was watching this scene with cold eyes, he heard an angry roar coming.

Then a monk of the underworld straddling a white bone lizard, holding a bone whip more than ten zhang long, galloped from a distance.

The void shook with every step the white bone lizard fell. From this person, a wave of cultivation fluctuations in the middle of the Unified Realm was exuded.

Seeing this person coming, Dongfang Mo's pupils, which were shrouded in black smoke, shrank, and a trace of jealousy appeared in his eyes.

……

At the same time, there was a void that was extremely far away in the place where the monks of the three clans fought against the army of the underworld.

The pink skeleton dressed in light gauze appeared out of thin air at this moment, and then walked forward.

A fresh breeze blew, blowing up the light veil on her body, and raising dozens of feet behind her, like a peerless beauty, and now she is walking in the air.

After a while, the woman stopped in her footsteps.

At this moment, in front of her, there was a thin figure sitting cross-legged. It was an old monk dressed in a shabby monk's robe, describing a withered old monk, with a silent word in his mouth, and a string of prayer beads slowly rolling in his hand.

If Dongfang Mo was here, he would definitely recognize at a glance that this person was none other than the Pure Lotus King.

On the side of King Pure Lotus, the little white elephant lay on its stomach in the air, looking like it had fallen into a deep sleep.

The woman was just stunned, and then she walked towards the Pure Lotus King. It turned out that behind the Pure Lotus King, there was a looming black iron door, spitting out puffs of black smoke, as if there was some wild beast in it.

This door is the entrance to the eighteenth layer of hell. It was as if it had been here for a long time, and it had been open, waiting for the return of this woman.

Without any hesitation, the pink skeleton stepped into the eighteenth layer of hell, and it was not until the long light veil flying behind her was completely submerged in it, that the woman completely disappeared.

And this open iron door still existed after she stepped into it, and it opened with a bang, as if it was still waiting for someone.

During this process, His Holiness Pure Lotus kept silently reciting the scriptures in his mouth, rolling the rosary in his hand, and did not even lift his eyelids, as if he was blind to the pink skeleton.