You know, spiritual pulse is not only the foundation of maintaining a race, but also the foundation of maintaining a world!


    Imagine what would happen if all the spiritual veins of the holy world were destroyed?


    At that time, both the fierce beast and the human cultivator will grow old and die like mortals.


    Until the end of the day, there were no practitioners in the whole holy world, only mortals.


    This is not alarmist, it is a fact!


    Therefore, although there is no express provision, it is forbidden to destroy spiritual pulse in any continent!


    You can take it for yourself, but you can''t destroy it. Otherwise, it will become a public enemy once it is known to the world!


    And Wutian collects spiritual pulse to destroy it. How can Lingchen night not worry? Not afraid?


    But just when he was ready to say no, no day only said a word, he immediately honest!


    If you don''t lead the way, I will read your memory by force!


    As long as a practitioner knows, lingchenye''s strength is not as good as Wutian. How dare he resist?


    Now that he only hates himself, why should he take the initiative to provoke this demon?


    It''s easy to get on, but it''s hard to get off!


    Helpless, he can only take Wutian to the first-class race.


    In 50 years, they patronized six first-class races and captured 20 divine level spirit veins.


    Similarly, these six first-class races disappeared in the long history.


    Of course, all the things he took were Wu Tian, and the resources and treasures of the six first-class races all entered his pocket. However, Ling Chen night, who led the way, did not find a single hair, which made him quite unhappy and complained a lot.


    However, the successive destruction of the seven killing war clan, the blood refining war clan, and the other six war clans attracted the attention of those who had the intention.


    In a certain hall, hundreds of people gathered.


    "You say, who is so lawless, destroying eight first-class war clans in a row?"


    "It''s hard to say. It may be that the eight warring clans have offended someone."


    "No, no, how can eight warring clans offend one person at the same time? This possibility is not reliable. "


    "What else can be explained apart from this possibility?"


    "I''ve heard that none of the eight warring clans have been spared. It''s hard to do this unless there is a deep blood feud."


    "That''s strange. Can we say that the eight warring clans really offended the same person?"


    In the main hall, there was a lot of noise.


    Suddenly, a big man in black came to the gate of the hall, with a young man in purple next to him.


    Someone immediately said, "the patriarch of the Holy Spirit war clan is coming. Everyone is quiet."


    All of a sudden, the hall was silent, and they all looked at the big man in black outside the hall, arched their hands and said, "I have seen the patriarch of the Holy Spirit."


    "Dear patriarchs, we have been friends for many years, so don''t be so polite."


    The big man in black, with a smile, strode into the hall, walked between the crowd, and the people on both sides, friendly greetings.


    The youth in purple behind him was silent.


    The big man in black stopped until he reached the front seat. After turning around, he did not take his seat. He looked at the young man in purple and said with a smile, "Mr. Mo, please sit down."


    From his smile, there was a hint of ingratitude.


    Seeing this, hundreds of people below were looking at the young man in purple with doubts and surmised his identity.


    The youth in purple said with a smile: "the sage soul clan leader, I am just a younger generation, but also a guest, can''t make a fuss over guests and masters. I see, I''ll sit here."


    The youth in purple went to a seat below and sat on it. He had an extraordinary temperament.


    The patriarch of the Holy Spirit was silent a little. He nodded and laughed at the young man in purple. Then he sat down on the main seat, glanced at the hundreds of people under his eyes and said with a smile, "I''ll introduce you to this young master Mo, whose name is mo Yuyang, who is the emissary sent by the temple."


    "A messenger from the temple?"


    They were slightly stunned and immediately bowed down and said, "I''ve seen Mr. mo."


    With a friendly smile on his face, Mo Yuyang said with a smile: "you are welcome. Please sit down quickly."


    They arched their hands toward Mo Yuyang, and they fell on their positions in turn.


    The patriarch of shenghunzhan clan swept the whole audience with a smile, and finally his eyes fell on Mo Yuyang.


    At this time, he was replaced by seriousness with a smile: "Mr. Mo, please tell us all the news you know."


    "Of course."


    Mo Yuyang nodded, got up and waved his big hand. His magic power was spurious and condensed into a virtual shadow.


    When they saw him, he was wearing a bloody mask and long snow-white hair. He was about seven feet tall. He was very thin, giving a mysterious feeling.That''s right. It''s just a shadow without heaven!


    Mo Yuyang glanced at the audience and said, "I think everyone is guessing who destroyed the eight first-class races? I''ll tell you now, this murderer is him


    "He?"


    The eyebrows of the crowd frowned, and there was some doubt in their eyes.


    With a wave of Mo Yuyang''s hand, the empty shadow in the void collapsed at the moment, and then said, "are you thinking, just eight first-class races, why do you disturb the temple?"


    The crowd nodded.


    Mo Yuyang said: "at the beginning, our temple didn''t pay attention to it, but ten years ago, we didn''t realize that this man destroyed these eight first-class races, not to avenge revenge, nor to rob treasure."


    Someone can''t wait to ask, "what''s that for?"


    Mo Yuyang returns to the chair, Mou son cold light a flash, way: "he is in order to rob spirit pulse."


    "Snatch the spirit pulse?"


    The crowd was stunned.


    There is humanity: "Mr. Mo, I''m sorry to tell you the truth. It''s not a big deal to rob the spiritual pulse. Why does the temple intervene?"


    Mo Yuyang said: "if we just rob the spirit pulse, our temple will not manage it, but this person will destroy it."


    "What?"


    "How could he destroy the spirit pulse?"


    "Doesn''t he know the importance of spiritual pulse to us practitioners?"


    "Don''t you know that he will become a common enemy?"


    They were so surprised that they couldn''t believe it.


    "Of course, he knows the importance of the spiritual pulse. He naturally knows that it will become a public enemy."


    Mo Yuyang gave a faint smile and continued: "according to our investigation, this person destroyed the spiritual pulse in order to absorb the energy of the spiritual pulse, so as to accelerate his breakthrough."


    Someone asked, "What proof do you have?"


    Mo Yuyang said: "it is said that 250 years ago, this man had already robbed the two spiritual veins of the Ming King''s war clan. We also personally went to investigate the Ming King''s war clan. The elders of the Ming King''s war clan told us that he destroyed the two spiritual veins, absorbed all the energy, and then began to rob. Many people witnessed this scene with their own eyes."


    "This man is damned!"


    "It''s a piece of shit!"


    "Mr. Mo, this man must be eradicated as soon as possible, otherwise there will be more spiritual pulse and be poisoned by him."


    The people were furious and indignant, as if they wanted to strip Wutian into cramps.


    "Master Mo, how strong is this man? What''s your status? "


    Mo Yuyang shook his head and said: "as you can see, this man has always been wearing a mask, so far no one has seen his true face, so his identity is unknown. As for the strength, we have not found out, but according to his style of conduct, we infer that he should be a god of ten robbers."


    The head of the Holy Spirit frowned and said, "what if it is a supreme one?"


    Mo Yuyang said with a light smile: "impossible. If he was the supreme, he would not attack the Ming King''s war clan. After all, the Ming King''s war clan was only a second-class race. It is said that there were only nine divine robberies at that time, while the supreme one was eighteen. Thus, he was at most a god of ten robberies."


    The head of the Holy Spirit clan said, "so long as we join hands to eradicate him, it is not difficult."


    Mo Yuyang said: "don''t underestimate. He can destroy eight first-class races such as the seven killing war clan in succession, and can also destroy you. Moreover, I heard that his divine robbery is blood red. I think you all know that these people are desperate to achieve their goals by any means. If you dare to be careless, they are your descendants."


    "Bloody ghost robbery!"


    "No wonder he did such a crazy thing!"


    "I think this man is possessed by the devil. It is imperative to kill him!"


    Everyone''s eyes, are steaming out a strong killing!


    Mo Yuyang said: "that''s why our temple wants to appear in person. You only need to inquire about his information, and then you can leave the rest to our temple."


    "Yes


    The people responded respectfully.


    Mo Yuyang waved his hand and said, "go, in ten years, I want to know his whereabouts."


    "Farewell, Mr. Mo!"


    "Holy soul clan chief, farewell!"


    Hundreds of people got up and left quickly.


    Soon, only Mo Yuyang, the head of the Holy Spirit clan, was left in the hall.


    The patriarch of the Holy Spirit clan got up and came to Mo Yuyang. He said with a smile, "this time, Mr. Mo brought people here. It''s false that he wants to kill this person. It''s true to let him submit to the temple."


    "You old fox, you really can''t hide anything from you."


    Moyu Yang despised the head of the Holy Spirit, and nodded, "you are right, though this person is a great evil, but it is a talent for my temple. But this time, I am the leader of the team. Everything has the final say, and I want to see if he keeps his performance."


    At the end, Mo Yuyang couldn''t help sneering."Of course, if he doesn''t know what to do, what''s wrong with killing him?"


    The patriarch of the Holy Spirit immediately flattered him, which made Mo Yuyang enjoy it.


    The head of the Holy Spirit clan flattered and said with a smile: "master Mo, I don''t know if there is any news about you last time?"


    "Don''t worry. I''ve told the temple officials about this, and they have also said that you have a good talent. When you are young, you have entered the nine robber gods. If you can enter the ten robbers in the next thousand years, you will be included in the temple as a key training object."


    Speaking of this, Mo Yuyang frowned slightly and said, "but I''m very strange. Isn''t your shenghunzhan clan a branch of tianduzhan clan? Why don''t you go to tianduzhan clan for help? Instead of me? After all, tianduzhan is a king race. It''s much easier for them to let a person into the temple than I am. "


    "Well, to tell you the truth, I didn''t go to tianduzhan clan, but they made a request that my son should be divorced from the shenghunzhan clan before they would help. I managed to cultivate such a successful son. How could I give it to them in vain?"


    The patriarch of shenghun clan sighed deeply, full of helplessness and some indignation.


    Mo Yuyang sneered: "so it is. This Tiandu war clan, I have to say, it''s really going to enjoy the benefits."


    The head of the Holy Spirit clan snorted coldly: "it''s more than just sitting on the table and enjoying the success. It''s just tyrannical. I don''t believe it. Without them, my son can''t enter the temple!"


    At the end of the speech, he quickly got a touch of flattery on his face and said with a flattering smile: "Mr. Mo, last time you walked too fast, I haven''t had time to thank you. Today you must stay, let me do my best to repay the kindness of the young master, please!"


    "If I refuse the invitation, will it not appear that I am arrogant and arrogant? What''s more, I''m looking forward to it. How can you repay me, clan leader? Let''s go


    Mo Yuyang light smile, get up and walk toward the hall.


    The head of the Holy Spirit clan followed.


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