The Dark Universe, the Spiritual Realm.

East of the Valley of Luoluo, thousands of miles away.

At this time, it was night, the blood moon hung high, and the endless blood-colored moonlight fell from the sky, covering this world with a faint layer of blood light.

At the peak of the moonlight, countless giant wolves walked out of their nests, then climbed the cliff and began to howl towards the sky.

"Whew-"

"Woo-woo-woo-"

……

In an instant, the continuous howl of wolves echoed among the mountains, and the giant beasts within a radius of hundreds of miles heard this terrible howl, and they all obediently hid back in their lair.

Because that's the overlord race here, the Shadow Wolf Clan.

The shadow wolf is as fast as thunder, coming and going like the wind, and it is difficult to be killed even if you are alone, let alone a pack of wolves.

Unless it is a giant beast that is far superior to them, it is only a dead end to go out and disturb them now.

But what is shocking is that there is an outlier among the shadow wolf clan, who has always been xenophobic, and that is a child who looks like he is only seven or eight years old with a beast skin skirt on his lower body.

There was a strange vein on his chest, which looked like a bug, very weird.

At this moment, he was riding on a giant wolf with a tall horse, and he also roared to the sky.

Not far from him, an old wolf on crutches who stood like a human glanced at him, and there was a hint of human love in his eyes.

This old wolf was different from the other shadow wolves in that it was not only emaciated, but also had very short forelimbs, a bit like human arms.

However, it was at this time that a change suddenly occurred.

The endless moonlight suddenly rushed to the child's eyebrows like a tide, and soon after, the insect veins on his chest began to absorb the moonlight.

"What's going on?"

The wolf king at the top of the cliff walked down and looked at the skinny old wolf with a puzzled expression.

It turned out that this was an old man, the brains of the wolf clan.

"It should be that some kind of seal in the body has been touched and is absorbing energy to unseal!"

The old man's eyes flashed, and he looked at the child with a hint of excitement.

"You were right back then, this child's origin is indeed extraordinary!"

The Wolf King nodded.

Back then, the wolf king rescued the child, which was the idea of this old man.

They weren't the kind of beings who didn't have the stellar mind, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to speak before they had been transformed.

Although the Shadow Wolf Clan has a strong physique, much higher than the longevity of the Human Race, it is too difficult to cultivate into a god on its own.

Now, even if they get the powerful demon pill of their clan, they can only slowly refine it through Yuehua.

If the blood moon doesn't come out, they won't be able to cultivate, it's too passive.

Therefore, Lao Yi has always wanted to establish contact with the human race, so as to find a cultivation method suitable for the shadow wolf clan from their hands.

Airplanes!

Soon after, the child's brow flashed, and then he felt a heavy weight in his head, and he fell on the back of the giant wolf.

In a coma, he had a long dream in which he dreamed of a couple holding him, their eyes full of reluctance.

He knew, it was his parents.

Then he dreamed of an older sister standing on a cliff with him in her arms, watching the death of countless people in the valley below, including his parents.

After a long time, he woke up.

"Xiaomo, are you okay?"

When the old man and the wolf king saw the child wake up, they both looked at him worriedly.

Although their motives for adopting the child were not pure at first, as they got along, they also liked the child.

Because the child grew up drinking wolf milk, he was one of them.

"Grandpa Miao, Uncle Wolf King, my name is Mo Wuji, I am the young patriarch of the Dark Spirit Clan, I already know everything!"

Mo Wuji said a little sadly.

Because he knew that his parents were dead.

He is none other than Mu Qing's reincarnation, the young patriarch of the Dark Spirit Clan, the child who was hidden in the hollow of the tree by the maid Aman.

The Lady of the Patriarch of the Dark Spirit Clan back then left a trick behind, and she sealed the truth of the year and the cultivation method of the Dark Spirit Clan in Mo Wuji's eyebrows through a secret method.

Now that the seal has been lifted, the truth will naturally be revealed.

"I see, although we know that you are from the Dark Spirit Clan, we don't know your identity, it seems that there is a destiny in the dark!"

When the old man heard this, he suddenly realized.

Back then, they had witnessed the whole process of the Blood Spirit Clan's attack on the Dark Spirit Clan, and if it hadn't been for the Wolf King to take Mo Wuji away in advance, I was afraid that this child would not have escaped his fate.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Miao, my mother left me a memory that says that there are still some people in the Dark Spirit Clan alive, and as long as I find them, I will definitely be able to revive the Clan!

When the time comes, the Dark Spirit Clan and the Shadow Wolf Clan will form an alliance, and we will step on the 100,000 Great Mountain, and then counterattack the Demon Cloud Continent, not afraid that we will not find a way to help the Shadow Wolf Clan cultivate! ”

Mo Wuji patted his small chest and said confidently.

"Xiaomo, the world is vast, there are countless capable people, you are still young, don't be too ambitious!"

Lao Miao, seeing that Mo Wuji had opened his mind and obtained the inheritance of the Dark Spirit Clan, he was naturally happy for him, but seeing him so arrogant, he was a little worried.

"Grandpa, I'm not bragging!"

As he spoke, Mo Wuji patted the veins on his chest.

Airplanes!

But seeing the light flickering, the veins actually broke away from his skin and turned into a black unicorn the size of a fist.

It stood on Mo Wuji's shoulder, and then one person and one worm spit towards the blood moon, and began to cultivate.

Soon after, the Endless Moon converged on them like flowing water.

As time passed, the momentum of Mo Wuji and the one-horned fairy began to climb steadily, and even attracted the baptism of the spiritual tide.

In half a night, their cultivation had reached the third-order level.

Of course, according to the human algorithm, it should be three products.

"Human beings are really blessed, and they are not comparable to our demon races!"

When the wolves saw Mo Wuji's talent, they were all envious, and at the same time, they were very happy, because this talented boy was also one of them.

"Now you should trust me!"

Mo Wuji said with a smug expression.

Although he opened his mind and inherited the inheritance and memories left by his mother, he is still a child after all.

"Tell me, what are you going to do?"

When the old man heard this, he didn't bother to persuade again.

This kid has been very assertive since he was a child, and he is very bold, and often takes the little wolves of the Shadow Wolf Clan to do things everywhere, making chickens and dogs jump around a hundred miles.

"The general direction of the evacuation of my Dark Spirit Clan back then, my mother also left it to me, just let Xiaofeng go with me!"

Mo Wuji looked into the distance, his face serious.

Xiaofeng is the giant wolf under his seat, the youngest son of the wolf king, and his playmate since childhood.

"Xiaofeng has also grown up, and he can indeed go out and practice!"

The Wolf King nodded, apparently agreeing.

"Xiaomo, before leaving, you can go to the Fallen God Abyss to take a look, the child who sacrificed his life to save you jumped from there!"

The old man seemed to think of something, and suddenly said to Mo Wuji.

"Sister Aman!"

When Mo Wuji heard this, his eyes suddenly turned red.

If it weren't for Ah Man's wit back then, he created the illusion of jumping off the cliff with him, I am afraid that the people of the Blood Spirit Clan would not give up the search so easily.

Because he has a companion spirit, as long as he grows up smoothly, he is a proper Jiupin master, and no one is afraid.

If he breaks through the mortal world and becomes a god, it will be the end of the Blood Spirit Clan.

The level of God in the dark universe corresponds to the immortals of the desolate world.

The realms from low to high are the void gods, the upper gods, the heavenly gods, the true gods, the Xuan gods and the demon gods, which correspond to the human immortals, the earth immortals, the heavenly immortals, the true immortals, the Xuan immortals and the golden immortals.

And the ninth rank of the human race and the ninth order of the demon race are the realm of mortals under the divine realm, which corresponds to the human immortals under the chaotic universe.

Mu Qing is more unlucky, the place he was reincarnated in seems to be a little backward, and he can't even be a void god after he was born.

Fortunately, he hasn't remembered his past life and present life yet, otherwise he would definitely be crazy about complaining about the unreliability of the Eternal Tribulation Dao.

But thankfully, although the Worm King has been sealed with his memory, he is still as close to his master as ever.

Because the two sides have a relationship with the Chaos True Spirit Imprint, and this life is born as a companion spirit, so the Worm King and his bloodline are connected and can assist each other in cultivation.

Mu Qing's comprehension coupled with the devouring talent of the insect king, the cultivation speed can be imagined.