The dazzling white light, from time to time flashed a black flash, every time it came out, it was accompanied by a miserable sound, and the people outside looked at it, this scene was terrifying.

"That's enough!"

In the end, a protector could not sit still, and the powerful reality rushed into the thunder and scattered the thunder.

Only then did everyone see how embarrassed Tianjiao was when he came to besiege and kill.

Some of the corpses fell directly into the void, and more of them were the face of Mo Ling's figure without even looking at it, and they were tortured by the thunder sea with immortal desire, the black dragon sword, it was necessary to see, and it was extremely miserable.

Ji Haoyue and the others, who were fighting on the outside, stood up, their faces condensed, but the battle intent in their eyes did not diminish at all, but became more and more turbulent.

The black dragon sword stayed beside Mo Ling, the stimulation of blood made it tremble slightly, killing intent Ling, Mo Ling picked it, and said casually:

"If you old immortals are also planning to make a move, I don't care, I also want to see how great the older generation of powerhouses are."

An old man of the Yin-Yang Sect supported his own saint, looking at Mo, his eyes were burning, he knew that if the Tianjiao of the Holy Lands did not end, they would not have the slightest victory, Mo Ling had the emperor, and they had no chance of winning.

"Mo Lingxiao, you wait for us!"

Putting down a ruthless sentence, a group of Tianjiao hurriedly left under the leadership of the protector.

Feeling the increasingly surging malice, a smile crossed the corner of Mo Ling's mouth.

He knew that the situation was different now, and in the face of the pressure of the Taigu clan, almost all the forces of Beidou were accumulating solid, and they did not dare to expose their reality easily, let alone fight with him.

Mo Ling didn't have to pay any attention to it, and when he saw these people leave, he immediately turned his head to look at the sky of the major holy lands, and nodded slightly, they were all familiar, and they were generally not sure that they would not make a move.

But...

Mo Ling's eyes looked at Wang, frowned, and said:

"I was in retreat before, and I heard that you have been chasing me? What do you think? Now for a fight?"

said, Mo Ling's battle intent is boiling more and more, whether it is the previous emperor or the various heavens, it has not made him energetic, but Wang Teng is different, as the inheritance of the Emperor of Chaogu, he is talented, the former word is secret, and the strength is strong, and the cultivation of Sendai is a strength for him, and it is worth his full opponent.

Wang Teng's whole body was full of gods, and in the face of Mo Ling's invitation, he was silent for a while, and then slowly got up, and his strength exploded, like a god king sitting high above the nine heavens, looking down at Mo, and a faint voice sounded:

"Today you have suffered, the state is no longer at the top, I disdain to take advantage of the enemy's danger!"

The words, looked at the ink deeply, and then rushed into the distance, disappeared, and the faint voice came out like muffled thunder.

"Now you are not worthy of me, waiting for you in Zhongzhou!"

Mo Ling's eyes condensed slightly, and then he sneered, what is this? Avoiding war? Still look down on him.

It's true that he's not in a very good state now, but he's not at the point of weakness either, and it's not yet known who will win or lose.

Zhongzhou is, I will definitely go, the previous word, I must get it, wait for Wang Teng!

Mo Ling's eyes were deep, and he said secretly in his heart.

"Haha, Brother Mo! It's been a few years, and we've been amazed by our current strength!" ….

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Some bored people left, Jiang Yifei walked forward with a laugh, and admired Mo Ling, with a trace of shock in his eyes.

It's only been a few years? It has been more than ten years since Mo Ling became famous, and Xiuwei has come to a place that is comparable to them, and even his strength is faintly surpassed, what kind of talent is this?

He has always been crowned as a proud talent, and he can't help but suffer, demon!

Jiang Yifei stood up and said hello, causing the atmosphere of this heaven and earth to sanitize invisibly.

The rest of Tianjiao also stepped forward to say hello, and now they are basically old acquaintances who stay here, although they have kindness to each other, but it does not affect the resonance between them at all.

Tianjiao is lonely, and it is not a blessing to be able to have an opponent.

The basically famous Tianjiao of the Eastern Wilderness is standing here, such a good opportunity, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi said softly in her heart:

"Why don't you go to Celestial City and have a banquet? Communicate with each other and confirm each other

their own ways."

As soon as he said that, everyone rang out, and Mo Ling didn't push it, really, the situation has changed too much in the past two years, he didn't know anything before, so he took this opportunity to take advantage of this opportunity to make a good assessment of the current battle in Beidou, so as to prepare for the next thing.

Mo Ling and his party discussed in Tiancheng, but the outside world caused a storm.

The emperor invited Mo to fight, but he fled in embarrassment, and the major forces of the Beidou Tianjiao besieged and killed Mo, but the result was a heavy loss.

For a while, the entire Beidou monk world was boiling, and some people couldn't take it, especially the newly rising Tianjiao, who was enthusiastic, full of expectation, and had nothing in their eyes, and regarded Mo Ling and his ilk Tianjiao as a wine bag, and planned to update and defeat the previous generation of Tianjiao.

I didn't think that the battle of Tiancheng poured cold on everyone, some people were arrogant and unconvinced, some people were disdainful, and some people couldn't take it, they were afraid, they were jealous, and the road to rise had died before it began.

The new generation of Tianjiao has eaten the red of the revival of heaven and earth, and his cultivation has grown very quickly, but he lacks grinding and his mood is brittle, because of the Tianjiao of Mo Ling's battle, some people can't even accept it, which is a pity.

But the biggest reaction is still a group of awakened primeval people, now the royal families have not yet sued, many primeval groups regard the prince as the leader, and they are extremely hostile to the human race, and they continue to grow in their own territory, especially when the prince walks out of the immortal heaven and walks domineeringly in the Eastern Wilderness.

The primeval clans rang out one after another, and their actions became more and more arrogant.

However, when the Emperor was defeated, they became sluggish, and they did not seem to believe that the Emperor would be defeated, and fell silent for a while.

Some of the primeval ethnic groups were unwilling, dissatisfied, and became more and more crazy.

"The Son of God will not be defeated, it must be your cunning Terran Race who has joined forces to set up a trap, we don't believe that a small Terran ant can actually defeat the Emperor's Son!"

"Shameless people, relying on the superiority of the ancient imperial soldiers, you can't win, you wait, when the royal family wakes up, you must look good!"

However, the various forces of the Terran race, who had been extremely aggrieved by them during this period of time, sneered.

"What Emperor? Joke! Can't even fight us as a human race, and still have the face to shout?"

"Before, the people of the major holy lands didn't want to pay attention to you, do you really think that it is still too ancient now? Wake up, it's the world of the Terrans!"

"Fart! Our primeval clan will never be eternal, and we will be extremely powerful!"

"You are only released, our Terran Emperors, prosperous!"

「......」

Mo Ling's victory made the dark clouds that had previously shrouded the heads of the Terrans disappear, and they all became confident in speaking, and both sides were shouting wildly.

And so, the battle began.

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