Boom, boom, boom!

As the mist gradually melted into the giant egg, the crimson sky of the Killing Realm cracked out a few black cracks, and bursts of space storms blew out from it, wantonly destroying in the Killing Realm, making a deafening sound, as if it was the end of the world.

"What's going on?"

Seeing this, Mo Xie stood in place at a loss, the whole person was stunned, he wanted to stop it but could not do anything, he could only watch as the killing realm he had worked so hard to build was destroyed by the space storm little by little.

However, the strange thing is that the killing realm has been torn apart by the space storm, but he did not feel any discomfort, but was very tired, as if he was about to hibernate a brown bear.

"Let's go quickly, this space is going to be unsupportable, you see the sky is cracking. ”

When did Mu Zili on the side see such a spectacular scene of the sky falling apart, at this moment he was trembling, with a look of fear on his face, and sat on the ground with a slump all over his body, if he wasn't a human body, I am afraid he would have been scared to pee.

"Where can I go? My soul is connected to the Killing Realm, and as long as the Killing Realm collapses, my soul will also be scattered..."

Mo Xie's face was full of lingering sleepiness, his eyelids were like a mountain, and he couldn't stop wanting to close together, but he relied on his own will to hold himself up and not to fall asleep.

He wanted to see what was going on in the Killing Realm, and if he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't be blind even if he died.

Large swathes of land in the Killing Realm were smashed into powder by the spatial storm, forming one deep pit after another, like huge mouths.

The cracks in the sky are getting bigger and bigger, and the spatial storm that is pouring in is getting stronger and stronger, but the strange thing is that the center of the lake where the ink evil is located has not been attacked in any way.

Those space storms seemed to be alive, and whenever they approached the location of the ink evil, they would automatically avoid it.

"If it is not broken, it will not stand. ”

Mo Xie looked at the scenery in front of him, and suddenly had a feeling, similar to an epiphany, but not an epiphany, as if it was the kind of blessed soul that was bound to be experienced in life when the things appeared in front of him, it was very wonderful.

Slowly.

Mo Xie loosened his tense mind, and suddenly the sleepiness that he was constantly suppressing suddenly occupied his mind, and then his body sank, and he fell straight into the lake, his eyes slowly closed, and he fell into a deep sleep.

"I'll go.... You can sleep on this? What should I do..."

Mu Zili saw that Mo Xie fell asleep, and jumped up and down in a hurry, and finally was forced to be helpless, he also jumped into the lake, and according to Mo Xie's appearance, he also pretended to sleep, and his appearance was extremely funny and funny.

Another five days passed.

During this period, Yun Ziyun came to check on the situation of the ink evil almost every day at noon, and found that he had not woken up after sleeping for half a month, so he couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and then hurriedly went to ask the elders of the grass and trees to take a look.

This is also Yun Ziyun has this energy, who let him have a good grandfather with amazing power behind him, if he is replaced by other disciples, I am afraid that he will be driven out by the disciples without even seeing the face of the elder of the grass and trees.

"His body has fully recovered from his injuries, but his soul seems to have fallen into a deep sleep for some reason, causing him to not recover, but the old man does not recommend that you forcibly wake him up, after all, a monk's soul is the foundation, and you can't speculate wildly. ”

Elder Caomu's hands were covered with spiritual power, and he touched Mo Xie's head and said to Yun Ziyun.

"What if..... I'll never wake up..."Yun Ziyun looked at Mo Xie's sleeping appearance, and her beautiful eyes were full of worry.

"Hehe...."After seeing Yun Ziyun's appearance, Elder Cao Mu let out a laugh full of deep meaning, which made Yun Ziyun blush, and said that he had nothing to do with the ink evil.

"You don't need to worry about his situation, in the old man's opinion, a monk's soul does not feel that this will happen when it is not seriously injured. ”

"Now there is only one circumstance that can explain what kind of great creation he may have obtained in the Tower of Death, which is so huge that it is not at all what his realm can bear, so he has caused his soul to fall into a deep sleep and digest the creation with all his might. ”

Elder Caomu looked at Mo Xie's excessively young cheeks, and said with an envious look: "The old man was still a handyman who worked hard every day at his age, and sure enough, it was not who was talented in the end, but luck..."

Yun Ziyun stood aside and didn't know what to say, she had heard some words in the casual conversation of the criminal law elders.

The previous Afterlife Sect and the current Afterlife Sect are two different things, the previous Afterlife Sect was almost a person stepping on people, as long as the opponent took it lightly, then it would be eaten up by the opponent in an instant.

The number of deaths every day is not dozens or hundreds, but tens of thousands, and even if the Immortal Sect keeps sending fresh blood, it can't keep up with this internal friction.

Especially in the generation of Elder Caomu, this situation was particularly intense, and by the end of the period, there were only a few thousand inner disciples left in the huge Afterlife Sect who were still alive.

However, these thousands of disciples are all Tianjiao, and their combat power is amazingly strong, and in other sects, they are the core of the core. 652 Literature Network

But despite this, because of a war between the Afterlife Sect and the Four Sects, many elites were lost, which greatly damaged the vitality of the Afterlife Sect, which also made the Afterlife Sect have to add some rules and regulations on the basis of the original internal friction to train disciples, which can be regarded as a slight containment of excessive internal friction again.

Most of the current mainstays of the Afterlife Sect were selected from these thousands of people, and now they have become the unshakable cornerstone of the sect.

"Hey... When you're older, you like to think about some of the things in the past, Xiao Yun'er, you can listen to it as a story. Elder Caomu still had a bitterness on his face that had not yet dissipated, and said with a smile.

"Yun'er has also heard some things from my grandfather before, Elder Caomu doesn't have to be sad about this, after all, what happened has happened, and what he regretted is irreparable, so it's better to look forward, such as the ghost Ironwood. ”

Yun Ziyun used very clever language to successfully shift the attention of Elder Grass and Wood to the ghost Timber.

"That's right! That's right!" Elder Caomu heard about the ghost Tiemu, and his whole person seemed to be rejuvenated, and he suddenly became energetic.

The two chatted for a while, and then left the clean room one after the other.

A month after the ink cult fell into a deep slumber.

An old man who claimed to be from the Moxie clan came from the Afterlife Sect and was introduced into the Foreign Affairs Hall.

It's just that the ink evil is sleeping at the moment, and the elders of the Foreign Affairs Hall have no choice but to find Elder Chen and ask him to help receive him, after all, this old man is the ancestor of the sect, although the outside world has been rumored that the ink evil and the Mo family are not in harmony, but they are just outsiders, who knows if it is true or not?

"Huh, why are you here?"

Elder Chen walked into the Foreign Affairs Hall, and at first glance he saw who the person was coming, and his expression was very surprised, he didn't expect that the person who came turned out to be the Great Elder of the Mo Family, this person who had a blood feud with the Mo Evil.

"Uh..... I...."

Mo Tianqing has long lost the majesty of the original Mo family elder at this moment, and now he is no different from an old man in the market, sitting in the reception hall looks a little cramped and uneasy, especially when he sees Elder Chen, that uneasy look is getting stronger and stronger.

"Come, take a sip of tea first. ”

Elder Chen quickly returned to his normal expression, he stood on the main seat, waved his hand and motioned to the disciples on the side to change a new cup of spiritual tea.

"I... I'm here to meet the ink evil. ”

Mo Tianqing thanked the disciple who served the tea, then took a sip and whispered to Elder Chen.

"Oh?" Elder Chen heard this, a look of surprise appeared on his face, but he knew what kind of blood feud the Mo Evil had with the person in front of him, even if the Mo family and the Mo Punishment had become a thing of the past, it didn't mean that the hatred in the Mo Evil's heart would disappear.

"Do you want to see the Ink Evil, you should know what Ink Evil's status was in your eyes, do you think he will come out to see you?" Elder Chen said indifferently.

"I know that the Mo family was sorry for him before, if Mo Xie was willing to come out to see me, even if he died and was killed by him on the spot, I would be happy. ”

Mo Tianqing laughed bitterly, and his words were full of loneliness and complexity.

"Mo Xie can't be separated now because of some things, you can tell me what you want to say, and I will convey it to him, as for whether he will see you....."

With Elder Chen's vicious eyes, he sensed what was in Mo Tianqing's words the moment he spoke, but he didn't break it, after all, this was Mo Xie's family matter, even if he had a good relationship with Mo Xie, it would not be his turn to point fingers.

"Good!"

After Mo Tianqing saw Elder Chen's resolute attitude, he also understood that with his current status, perhaps even if the Mo family did not die, he was still the majestic Great Elder of the Mo family, and he was not qualified to bargain with the Immortal Sect, and he was able to stand here and speak, or by virtue of his relationship with Mo Xie, otherwise he would have been thrown out a long time ago.

"Ink Evil has a younger brother....."

Later, Mo Tianqing told Elder Chen what had happened, and his words were full of remorse for Mo Zheng, as well as clearing up all the relationships between Mo Zheng and the Mo family, trying to make Elder Chen think that Mo Zheng was innocent.

Elder Chen's brows furrowed slightly, and he had some doubts in his heart, because although Mo Tianqing's expression was very sincere, he still found three doubts or loopholes in this story.

"There are three things that you need to answer, after all, I have a good relationship with the ink evil, so I also have to make sure that the matter is true, I hope you don't mind. ”

After seeing that Mo Tianqing did not refute, Elder Chen continued.

"First, how do you ensure that you are not harmed in any way and move freely in the 100,000 mountains. ”

"Second, as far as I know, the monks who can penetrate into the 100,000 mountains must be above the foundation, that is, the Dao Seed or the Yuan Infant Realm, in order to ensure their safety and move freely, generally these monks will not leave any traces, as long as they find you, they will not let you go. ”

"The third and most important point is, who is Mo Zheng's biological mother, since he is Mo Xie's younger brother, then in order to make sure it is true, please answer. ”