Mo Ran, will Luo Yutian come?"

In Tiandang Mountain, among several temporary wooden houses, Mo Ran, Fang Zhun and Xiaodie were sitting in the house. The three of them simply made a few pieces of furniture, including tables, chairs and beds, which were placed in the house for temporary rest.

The three of them have been back to Tiandang Mountain for more than a month. As Mo Ran said that day, Tiandang Mountain is his home in the Tianwu Realm. Although his home is destroyed, it can still be rebuilt. However, the Nine Realms have not been eliminated, and his own way of heaven has not yet been understood, and it is not the time.

After Mo Ran came back, he did not sink into practicing the way of heaven, but instead tried every means to lead the head of the Eight Domain Emperor to Tiandang Mountain.

After fighting with Hou Pei, Mo Ran had found a way to destroy the nine inherited artifacts and souls. This method was just like the method of heaven, combining time, space, and the power of the three original principles of the three **s. Since there was a way to kill the eight emperors, Mo Ran did not want to shock the snake. The only way to destroy them in one fell swoop was to lead them to Tiandang Mountain, destroy the artifacts and souls first, and then kill the emperors.

After thinking for a long time, Mo Ran finally came up with a solution, which is very simple and difficult.

The simplest thing is that he only needs to release the news of the Heavenly Punishment Divine Spear, saying that in Tiandang Mountain, Ju Yunsong and others will inevitably be unable to bear it.

But it is difficult to say, and the difficulty here lies with Luo Yutian.

It is impossible to ask Luo Yutian for it, and the other party will not give it to him. So there must be a trust here.

Of course, Mo Ran would not be worried about this at all. Since he let Luo Yutian go that day, he naturally had no intention of competing with him again. Now it depends on whether Luo Yutian trusts him.

Mo Ran was not arrogant. From another perspective, Mo Ran did not think that his strength was enough to make the Eight Emperors’ heads scared. Perhaps they would form a joint force and attack, and capture themselves in one fell swoop. However, in the idea of ​​achieving their goal, they should still consider things at this level. After all, the means and methods of killing Hou Pei would definitely be learned by Ju Yunsong and others. If they were really as timid as a mouse and chose a place to hide, they would have no other way.

After not waiting for a long time, Mo Ran became a little unhappy. After thinking about it, he said, "It's not that Luo Yutian was chased so hard that he didn't even have time to send a message. If this is true, it seems that Ju Yunsong and the others are not too stupid. Thunder feathers are the best in the world, and their speed is beyond the reach of an ordinary emperor. It's not bad to find Luo Yutian's whereabouts."

Xiaodie was worried, her abdomen was getting bigger and she was about to give birth to her for ten months. She was probably going to give birth recently. Mo Ran couldn't bear it. The other party said, "If Yaoer and the others were not dead, they would come back. We are in a hot topic in the Tianwu Realm. It is not difficult to find this place. Everyone is very tired now, and Xiaodie is not convenient. Why not... send her to the beast domain. With mercy, some things will be more convenient."

Fang Zhun has also been considering this matter recently, but with his idea, he would definitely not let Mo Ran fight alone. He wanted to send Xiaodie over and come back. However, Xiaodie, who is a mother, has a very deep affection and is unwilling to leave Fang Zhun, which has prompted Fang Zhun to make trouble.

After looking at Xiaodie, Fang Zhun sighed and said, "I think so too...but..."

How could Mo Ran not understand Fang Zhun’s meaning? He smiled slightly, glanced over the two of them softly, and said, “I understand what you mean. You don’t need you here for the time being. Xiaodie is about to be born. There is always a caring person around me. No matter how close I am as a master, I don’t have the same kiss as you, as your husband…”

After saying this, Xiaodie couldn't help but smile, her delicate face climbed up with a rosy touch, Yingying said, "I'm fine, I'm just having a child..."

Her voice was very nice and low, and she was a weak mosquito and flies. Mo Ran was a person who had experienced it. He could feel her accurate love from the other party, and he didn't speak, looking at the two of them with a smile.

Fang Zhun's face looked warm, and he reached out to stroke Xiaodie's face and said, "How can I let you suffer? And it's at this time..."

In fact, Fang Zhun just heard that Mo Ran was thinking about him. When he saw that Mo Ran could still joke, he felt relieved and said, "It's okay, since Ju Yunsong and the others are here, I can't help much, and I may even bring you any burden. Well, Xiaodie and I will go to the Beast Domain now."

After hearing Fang Zhun say this, Mo Ran relaxed. In fact, he had considered the strength of Fang Zhun and Xiaodie, but it hit the two of them and did not speak up, but just persuaded them in a tactful way.

Fang Zhun had already understood what Mo Ran meant, and Mo Ran was naturally very happy and said, "It's nothing, let's go now, tell Hei Dian, be careful of the beast domain, and don't show any more hidden things. If there is any movement in the Nine Domain people, I'll send me a message right away."

"Okay." Fang Zhun nodded and helped Xiaodie up. The two looked at Mo Ran, with reluctance in their eyes.

Over the years, the gap between them and Mo Ran has been increasing, and countless crises have to be survived by him alone. I thought that practicing for many years under Wu Mie's men and finally reaching the level of the emperor could help Mo Ran, but I didn't expect that he would come from behind and surpass him. "This talent, opportunities are incomparable." Fang Zhun shook his head, secretly mocked him in his heart, and did not say much about taking Xiaodie away from Tiandang Mountain.

...

The sad sound of the wind blew, and there was still the smell of fireworks in the air. Fang Zhun and Xiaodie's figures slowly disappeared from their sight, and Mo Ran's heart became empty again.

"It's really hard to figure out what fate is. When I was in the martial arts world, I started to find martial arts. I was alone at the beginning. I didn't expect that I would have no friends in the end. It's sad, it's really sad." Mo Ran breathed a long sigh, and endless melancholy naturally emerged in his expression.

Sighing slightly was just a matter of a moment. After that, Mo Ran changed his mind and felt calm: "But it's okay, you can still save your life if you leave this place of failure. After all, what will be next will be a real killing game."

Silently pondering, a book volume of stone-made calligraphy appeared in Mo Ran's palm, which was the brilliance of the world.

He laughed bitterly, and Mo Ran said to himself: "The Heavenly Flower of the Tuoyu must have something to do with the heaven and earth, and presents the spirit of the nine inherited artifacts as the pillar of the sky. If it is destroyed by itself, what will the ancient heaven and earth be like? Or is it another scene? Haha, this thing appears in the Zilu Tiangong. It seems that some people are dissatisfied with the heaven and earth Zhou Yan and have some plans."

There are so many things hidden in Mo Ran's heart, but they have reached such a state, and there are many things that are no longer secrets. There are many things in his heart, more or less, and yet Mo Ran has never mentioned this matter since he got this Puluo Tianhua. Who knows that Mo Ran had long doubted the opportunity of the Puluo Tianhua.

"It is another opportunity to appear in the Zilu Tiangong. The world master has become a throne. Zixiaomen is in the old path of the beast clan. Why can't he remember the dream in the heavenly flower? He clearly remembered it."

The sound echoed in the hills and gradually turned into nothingness. Only a figure sat slowly on the ground with Cangsang.

The dark golden flow finally appeared, like a huge energy light shield, covering Mo Ran steadily. At this moment, the heaven and earth returned to peace, and the vitality of heaven and earth could no longer penetrate into the light shield. Mo Ran in the light shield naturally penetrated his divine thoughts into the Tianhua, and fully realized the power of the heavenly way.

...

Tomb of the Gods.

The former tall magic tree, sycamore tree, has now become a dead branch. There is no trace of tender green on the top and bottom of the eyes, without any vitality. The demon tree that has captured the creation of heaven and earth has suddenly become a dead tree. With the storm of the gods, the fragile branches are still breaking and falling off.

Standing under the tree, the old man was innocent and pinched his fingers. His vital energy was as calm as nothing, invisible to the naked eye, and his breath could not be felt. As his handprints became faster and faster, the old man's sweat gradually became more and more detailed.

a long time……

Wujue stopped, and his tightly closed eyes did not open at the first time, but a long turbid breath came out. When his eyes opened, a faint black mist rose from his eyes.

The black fog slowly surrounds Wunian, operating without traces. Sometimes the strong wind hits, but it cannot shake it.

After a long period of mist, the black fog finally left Wunin's body and began to wrap it up towards the demonic sycamore tree...

A small ball of black mist contains the supreme way of heaven. The way of heaven that is not life is transmitted, but the dead energy is transmitted...

As a demon plant, what you should absorb should be dead energy...

The black fog gradually became stronger, and the powerful suction force caused a dark and dark flame to evaporate on the huge corpse. It was not the flame, but the gathering of the souls of many dead people...

The flame-like mist drifted towards the center of the black fog, constantly growing the black fog itself. It was like the essence of the dead energy, which could attract countless dead energy.

The black fog wrapped the demonic sycamore tree and gave the demonic sycamore tree vitality with the power of the dead soul. However, if the power of the supreme path of sinlessness is released, the demonic sycamore tree has never changed.

"Oh~" Wujue sighed, looking back at the huge corpse mountain that was countless times higher than when Moran came here, his eyes full of worry.

"There are too many people who have died. In just a few years, all the warriors who seem to be hundreds of millions of times have fallen. If this continues, I am afraid that the tombs of the Gods will not be able to hold it..."

Looking back suddenly, I saw a deserted state, Wu Jing was in a complicated mood, and my face was covered with clouds.

"Ten years of history, where will the road to return will be? I don't know, and there is nowhere to know. I just don't know where the master is..."

Wuniao raised his head and looked up at the dark void, worried: "Master, Wudi is gone, how should my disciple do it? Only in order to resolve the crisis?"

This voice seemed to be asking, but no one answered the place where it fell, so he relieved his worries. After waiting for a moment, the hatred in the innocent heart immediately disappeared into the tomb of the gods...

The black fire in the soul refining pit is getting more intense...
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