Plane Prison, Qinghuo City, for more than twenty years, Mo Huai's deity and other god clones have basically been in low-key retreat.

However, in such a world where the strong are respected and there are no rules, sometimes it is difficult to keep a low profile and be calm.

About seven or eight years ago, Mo Huai, who was meditating, was awakened by a fierce battle, and most of his residence was destroyed by the aftermath of the battle. Mo Huai, who was furious, directly killed him fiercely, and even killed the two middle gods who were not weak in strength.

At this time, Mo Huai was famous in Qinghuo City, and soon several high-ranking gods in Qinghuo City extended olive branches to him, wanting to win over Mo Huai and make Mo Huai their subordinate.

In this regard, Mo Huai naturally refused directly, and then continued to meditate, regardless of whether it would displease those high-ranking gods.

Anyway, in this Qinghuo City, those high-ranking gods would not dare to make a move against Mo Huai. Because the founder of Qinghuo City, the mysterious Qinghuo Lord had personally set the rules that in Qinghuo City, only strong people of the same level were allowed to fight, and they were not allowed to bully the weak, so as not to make Qinghuo City too chaotic.

In the dark and fully enclosed quiet room, Mo Huai, who was sitting quietly with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up with a burning and shining gaze, and muttered to himself lightly: "It's time to leave the plane prison!"

After leaving his residence, he turned into a gust of wind and left Mo Huai in Qinghuo City, but after the tea effort, he had already arrived tens of thousands of miles away from Qinghuo City.

Under the dim sky, above a wasteland, a gust of wind suddenly stopped and condensed into a black-robed figure, which was Mo Huai.

"Come out, since you're going to rob and kill me, why hide your head and show your tail?" Mo Huai turned his head to look at the void in front of him and said in a deep voice.

"Huh.." In the sneer, even if the void suddenly distorted and fluctuated, becoming even darker, a ghostly black figure emerged from it, turning into a black-robed thin man with a cold expression, his eyes looked at Mo Huai fiercely, and his slightly thin lips hooked up a cold and mean arc: "Boy, I didn't expect that my perception was quite keen, and he could actually find me." ”

Mo Huai, who looked at him with squinted eyes, also smiled lightly at the corners of his mouth: "The high-ranking god who cultivates the law of darkness is a bit interesting!"

"Well, boy, don't you know that you're dying, and don't you want to know why I'm going to kill you?" said the emaciated man, frowning and exclaiming.

"I'm really not interested in talking nonsense with a person who is going to die," Mo Huai's next sentence was so angry that the thin man's eyelids jumped.

"Look for death!" The emaciated man with a slightly dark face, with a cold snort, turned into a phantom and teleported to Mo Huai, and the black light flowed, and the palm of his hand seemed to have a black hole swirl in his hand, and he slapped it directly towards Mo Huai.

However, at the same time that his palm fell, Mo Huai disappeared from the same place at a speed that was not slower than him, as if teleporting, and the next moment he had already come behind him, and unceremoniously slapped his palm towards the back of his heart.

Disheveled.. In the low muffled sound, the emaciated man who flew directly forward spurted out a mouthful of blood, looking embarrassed.

"The superior god, that's it!" Mo Huai, who was hanging in the void, did not take the opportunity to kill him, but just sneered disdainfully.

Suddenly turned around and stared at the emaciated man who looked at Mo Huai in disbelief and disbelief, listening to his words, his expression was a little distorted, and his voice was low and hoarse: "You have hidden your strength?

"Dying man, why bother asking so much nonsense?" Mo Huai, who said coldly, instantly arrived in front of the emaciated man, and he was not allowed to make a move or dodge at all, he slapped his palm on his chest again, accompanied by the crisp sound of bones shattering, and his chest was dented when he flew out, and spitting out fragments of internal organs mixed with blood from his mouth.

Immediately after that, when Mo Huai dodged in front of the emaciated man again, he roared wildly, and an illusory glow shot towards Mo Huai at the center of his eyebrows.

At the same time that the ghost light did not enter Mo Huai's body, Mo Huai's palm also slapped on his head, and his head turned into a rotten watermelon with a bang, leaving only a dark high-ranking godhead that was easily grabbed by Mo Huai into his hand.

As for that illusory ghost-like soul attack, it failed to break through the defense of the Mo Huai Mud Pill Palace, and it collapsed and dissipated.

"Mud Pill Palace has turned into a prototype of the world, and its defense is really strong. The soul attack of a high-ranking god was blocked so easily!Under the main god, I'm afraid that even the Great Perfection high-ranking god can't break through the defense of my deity Mud Pill Palace, right?" Mo Huai was full of confidence.

Turning his hand and putting away the dark superior godhead in his hand, he took off the black translucent glove-like artifact on the right hand of the emaciated man's corpse and the space ring on the finger of his left hand, and without any further delay, he directly turned into a gust of wind and left.

After Mo Huai left, it only took a few breaths before a white light shot out from a distance, turning into a handsome young man in a golden robe.

Glancing at the headless corpse of the emaciated man on the ground below, the handsome young man with a look of surprise on his face couldn't help but raise his head and look in the direction of Mo Huai's departure: "Mo Huai? It's so deep hidden!"

The handsome young man who was silent for a moment in the suspended void did not chase Mo Huai, but turned back in the direction of Qinghuo City.

What he didn't know was that at this moment, in the mansion of the very mysterious and low-key Lord Qinghuo in Qinghuo City, a middle-aged man with black hair and red eyebrows also frowned and showed a look of surprise: "If he is a high-ranking god, he should not be able to escape my divine sense." However, if a mere median god is able to kill a high-ranking god, could it be that he has already fused several mysteries of the law of the earth, and is even close to the level of the Great Perfection?

Mo Huai naturally wouldn't have thought that the previous battle would actually alarm the mysterious Lord Qinghuo and the superior god Adkins, who was second only to Lord Qinghuo. But even if he knew, Mo Huai didn't care. Even if Qinghuo made a personal move, Mo Huai is not afraid now.

In the entire Magnolia Continent plane, the only thing that can make Mo Huai jealous is Beirut, which is the main god. Because of today's Mo Huai, he is really not sure whether his physical body and the Mud Pill Palace, which is the prototype of the world, can withstand the material attacks and soul attacks of the main god containing the power of the main god.

Therefore, it is better to keep a low profile as much as possible, and it is better not to provoke Beirut, otherwise it will be a big loss if it is really planted in his hands.

If he is facing a life and death crisis, Mo Huai, who has completely controlled the system, may be able to escape with the help of the system, but the god clone will lose the opportunity to comprehend the mysteries of various laws and rules. To comprehend the mysteries is to realize the Tao! Such an opportunity is really rare. When it comes to other worlds, the Dao will not be divided into many mysteries like the Coiling Dragon World, and it can be understood in such a systematic and detailed way.

Speaking of the plane of the Magnolia Continent, in the blink of an eye, it is March 3, 10024 of the Magnolia calendar, which is the day to enter the cemetery of the gods, and Mo Huai and other god-level powerhouses have also gathered outside the metal castle in Beirut deep in the core of the Dark Forest with their holy realm masters.

In the open space of the square outside the metal castle, everyone was waiting silently, including Mo Huai and Nuo Bing, and behind them stood Wangba.

Over the years, Wangba has been loyal to Mo Huai, his shadow clone technique has been cultivated to the final bottleneck, and he has not been able to break through, this time I heard Mo Huai talk about the cemetery of the gods, so he asked Mo Huai to let him go to the cemetery of the gods as well.

In this regard, Mo Huai naturally did not refuse, thinking that with Wangba's strength and Huaying's clone technique, he was good at escaping and saving his life, and this trip should not be life-threatening, so he brought him here.