At the moment when Su Ming's finger pressed the pupil of his left eye, the world in Su Ming's left eye turned red, and as his hand wiped his right eye, Su Ming's entire world became blood-red.

Bright as blood, burning like fire!

The moment this blood fire was stacked and ignited by Su Ming, a thick flame burst out from Su Ming's body, this flame did not have the momentum of the huge sea of fire in the sky, but it permeated Su Ming's whole body, making Su Ming's hair flutter, making him stand there, and when he looked up, he actually gave people a sense of perseverance as if he was facing the sky and the earth was cracking.

"I am the Fire Barbarian Inheritance, the art of moon worship, I will too!" Su Ming stood there, raised his hands, and clenched his fists towards the ninth moon in the sky, and suddenly bowed.

Under this worship, the ninth moon in the sky was distorted, and there seemed to be overlapping phantoms next to it!

The palm of the sea of fire that roared towards Su Ming trembled even more, as if it couldn't bear Su Ming's worship, and in the process of coming, there were signs of extinguishment.

The Golden Line Clan of the Bat Saint Clan not far away was already stunned at this moment, and there was a roar in his head, revealing an unbelievable shock, Su Ming's strength He knew it, according to reason, no matter what magic power Su Ming launched to fight, he would not have such a continuous change in expression, but he never thought that what Su Ming used to fight against this sea of fire was actually the same moon worship technique as him!!

This was something he couldn't have predicted anyway, it almost subverted his thoughts, this moon worship technique was the inheritance method of their Bat Saint Clan, only the Golden Thread Clan could master it, and it was difficult for foreign clans to obtain it at all.

This is the method of the Moon Ancestor worshiped by their Bat Saint Clan, and it is the holy art of their Bat Saint Clan!!

And at this moment, in front of him, he saw Su Ming perform it with his own eyes, and even when Su Ming performed this technique, it made the Golden Thread Clan of this Bat Saint Clan have an illusion, as if this moon worship technique was performed by Su Ming, and it was more orthodox than himself!!

You must know that he needs to borrow the power of the Moon Ancestor to perform this technique, and he can't do it easily, and most importantly, he will only worship the moon, and he will not be burned with blood and fire!!

Blood and fire are burning one after another, and only the Great Elder and Patriarch of their clan can be given the cultivation method by the Moon Ancestor, which is the most powerful technique of their Bat Saint Clan.

If that's all it takes, what makes this Bat Saint Clan's Golden Thread Clan feel like their will is about to collapse, what is Su Ming's breath and feeling emanating from his body after he unfolded the blood and fire and bowed to the sky in the ninth month, which actually made this Golden Thread Clansman feel as if he was facing the statue of the Holy Ancestor on Wanli Mountain in the clan, and from the bottom of his heart, he bred awe and fear.

"Who are you, who are you, why do you have the technique passed down by my Bat Saint Clan's Yue Ancestor!!" The Golden Thread Clansman of the Bat Saint Clan roared as he almost collapsed, and his body quickly retreated backwards.

"The moon worship technique you mentioned is a magical power for the fire barbarian clan, who are you?" Su Ming's expression was gloomy, and he took a step forward, his divine consciousness suddenly dispersed, forming a coercion, and with the momentum of his own blood and fire, he directly pressed towards the golden line clan.

"I'm the Bat Saint Clan......" The Golden Thread Clan was about to speak, but was immediately interrupted by Su Ming's words.

"The art of moon worship, I am the heir, I am the only fiery barbarian in the world, you come to ask me?" Su Ming sneered, and the words came out with coercion.

"The appearance of the Bat Saint Clan is very similar to the Moon Wing, I would like to know, what is your relationship with the Moon Wing?" Su Ming took a step.

"Who is the Yuezu you are talking about, and how can you know this technique?" Su Ming's words continued, not giving the retreating Golden Thread Clansman too much time to think at all, relying on the coercion of his powerful divine sense, in the midst of the confusion of the Golden Thread Clansman at the moment, he continued to ask questions!

"How did your Bat Saint Clan worship this so-called Moon Ancestor?"

"The fire barbarian technique you have cultivated is not comprehensive, only partial, can you burn blood and fire?"

"Not only do you practice the art of fire barbarianism, but you dare to show it in front of me, not to mention your strength, who made you make this big move?" After Su Ming asked a few different words in a row, his voice suddenly became louder, almost thunderous, and asked a question!

"Who is it that asked you to come!!" Su Ming's words roared like thunder, causing the Golden Line Clan of the Bat Saint Clan, who had been oppressed by Su Ming's continuous questioning and divine consciousness before, finally collapsed in his consciousness.

"It's Yuezu......" He staggered back, his mind buzzing, Su Ming's thunderous words made him feel like he had to answer, as if there was a will coming to him, making him unable to resist.

"Where is Yuezu!" Su Ming stepped forward again, his voice even more roaring.

"Wanli Mountain ......"

"When will it be enshrined by your clan!" Su Ming kept approaching, and his voice became louder and louder, causing the Golden Thread Clansman to bleed in the collapse of his will.

"For a long, long time...... I do not know...... Ah......" The Golden Thread Clan finally couldn't bear it, let out a terrible scream, held his head with both hands, and the whole person galloped back, screaming and whirling, his eyes were blurred, the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood, and Su Ming's voice in his mind at this moment was constantly echoing, getting louder and louder, as if he was about to collapse his mind.

Su Ming stopped, glanced at the staggering back Bat Saint Clan, withdrew the fiery aura after the superposition of divine consciousness and blood and fire, raised his right hand and waved towards the Golden Thread Clan, and with this swing, immediately behind the Golden Thread Clansman whose consciousness collapsed, a huge phantom suddenly appeared, and this phantom was a Candle Nine Yin Beast!

It opened its mouth and swallowed it violently, swallowing the golden thread clansman into its mouth, the phantom dissipated, turned into a small snake, and came straight to Su Ming, coiled around his shoulder, and spit out the core from time to time.

Su Ming frowned, stood in mid-air and pondered for a moment.

"It's not Zephyr...... According to this Bat Saint Clan, this so-called Moon Ancestor has been enshrined for a long, long time, and the time is a little incompatible, but it depends on how many years have passed in the outside world when I am in the immortal realm.

Wanli Mountain ......" Su Ming felt that the name seemed a little familiar, but he couldn't think of it, what was familiar, thinking about it, Su Ming turned around and walked towards the valley where the Wu clan was located.

Until he saw the valley inhabited by the Wu clan on the distant earth, he still didn't think of how familiar this Wanli Mountain was, but he was sure that he had never heard of the name of this mountain.

When Su Ming returned to this valley, he was greeted with a grand welcome, and all the remaining people of the Wu clan walked out of the cave, and after seeing Su Ming, everyone knelt down to the ground.

"We, the outcasts, call ourselves the Destiny Clan, and meet Lord Mosu!"

Hundreds of people knelt down, hundreds of voices fused together, forming a sound wave of whirlwind, this voice revealed a sense of sincerity and gratitude, and even more fanatical reverence.

For them, Su Ming's appearance is like a light in the darkness, like a ray of hope in despair.

Su Ming's body slowly fell from mid-air, standing in front of this group of people who claimed to be the life clan, looking at this group of people who were ragged and most of them were skinny, looking at the excitement and respect in their eyes.

"Why do you call yourself the Life Clan?" asked Su Ming calmly.

"Abandoned by the Wu clan, there is no future, there is no hope, it is better to create the future by yourself, to control your own hope, as if you are in control of your own destiny, so ...... Calling himself a life clan!" Nangong Zhen also half-knelt there, raised his head at this moment, and spoke firmly.

Su Ming was silent, his eyes looked at this person again, and in the eyes he saw, in addition to fanaticism and respect, there was also a kind of attachment like a flame, this attachment was the desire to control their own destiny, the desire to become a strong man who decided their fate, and let the Wu clan who abandoned them know that they ...... There will no longer be any need for mercy and rescue, they are the Destiny Clan!

There are very few old people among these people, in addition to the prime of life, there are more of a group of young children, these children were born here, the Wu clan is just a name in their thoughts, they have grown up witnessing the death of the clan since they were children, although they are still children, but looking at Su Ming's gaze, the same fanatical reverence, the same full of persistence!

This is a population that was forced out by fate, this is a population that has no connection with the Wu clan from now on, and has its own will that the Wu clan does not have!

This will is still weak, but if the life clan is given enough time to grow, once this will finally grows, then this population will become extremely terrifying!

"We are willing to serve Mozun as the Lord, and from now on, only Mozun's orders will be obeyed!" Nangong Zhen gritted his teeth and opened his mouth in a low voice, all the people who knelt down there behind him came out with the same voice.

"We are willing to live in Mozun, and obey orders!"

The sound was like the waves of the sea, echoing in all directions, and it would not go away for a long time.

"If the life clan has a master, can it still be called the life clan?" Su Ming was silent, and slowly spoke after a while.

"We are willing to worship Mozun as the Holy Spirit, and we are willing to worship Mozun Icon, eternal life, all generations!" Nangong was stunned, and then spoke again.

"How many years have passed since I disappeared?" Su Ming avoided Nangong Zhen's request and asked the question he wanted to know.

"Fifteen years have passed since Mo Zun disappeared back then......" Nangong Zhen said in a low voice.

"Wucheng has turned into ruins, the terrain of a million miles has changed, you and others have left here, have the other people left back then?, what has happened here, in the past fifteen years?" Su Ming's eyes were solemn, looking at Nangong Zhen, this was his ultimate purpose in coming to this valley!

Nangong Zhen looked bitter, and after being silent for a moment, he slowly spoke.

"Fifteen years ago, three months after Mo Zun's disappearance......" Nangong Jian just said here, suddenly, the little snake on Su Ming's shoulder raised his head suddenly, his closed eyes suddenly opened and closed, revealing a cold light At the same time, he let out a sharp roar, his gaze showed ferocity, and what he saw was a closed cave in this valley!