reborn as emperor

Chapter 1143 1143. Another one?
Yang Mucheng stood there quietly.

although.

In the eyes of others, he is a one-point kill against Moluo, but only he knows the danger.I poured the inner strength of my whole body, even including the monstrous demonic energy generated by the Demon God Festival, into the Wuxiang Jieshen Finger and blasted it between the eyebrows of Zhan Moluo.

Da Zhan Mo Luo forcibly used the power that did not belong to him, which made his body unable to support, and Yang Mucheng injected his power into it.Immediately, Zhan Moluo was like a balloon filled with water, and something was forced into it, and it burst on the spot.

now.

He is performing the Immemorial Swallowing Heaven Art to absorb the energy and blood of Zhan Moluo.

"Yang Zu!"

The four ancestors of the four major families came to Yang Mucheng and shouted respectfully.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Yang Mucheng stood with his hands behind his back, and asked with a smile.

The four major families seemed to be headed by the Qian family, but the ancestor of the Qian family respectfully bowed to Yang Mucheng.The patriarch of the Qian family was thousands of years old, but now he worshiped a young man, everyone didn't think it was so abrupt, they just took it for granted.In martial arts training, those who have achieved it come first.They have just reached the half-step divine way, facing Yang Mucheng's strength and status, respect is inevitable.

"Yang Zu, as the uncle of the 36 masters, you are an absolute existence and a formidable powerhouse. In front of you, we are nothing but a group of ants." The ancestor of the Qian family replied respectfully. "When you came to Qicheng, we didn't know you were here, so we were disappointed, so please rest here for a few days..."

"No need, the reason why I stayed in Qicheng was to kill Zhan Moluo. Now that he is dead, I have to go too!"

Yang Mucheng shook his head and said.

After all, this is an evil way, and other sects may give up chasing him because of today's battle, but there is still the last presiding abbot left in Moluo Tianxiang Temple.The presiding abbot is a serious and powerful man of Shenhai.Originally a powerful first-line sect with tens of thousands of disciples, now he is the only one left, so he might be with Yang Mucheng forever!
"Yes!"

Everyone dare not speak falsely.

call--

Just at this moment, a gust of wind hit, and the sky with few moon stars was abruptly covered by a thick cloud.This huge cloud cover almost tens of millions of meters in radius.

"Yang Mucheng!"

Just when Yang Mucheng looked up in doubt.

In the thick cloud, there was a cry.These voices formed a line, which was the purest spiritual thought, which directly penetrated into Yang Mucheng's mind.

"you are?"

Yang Mucheng was surprised.

He could feel that there was a huge existence hidden in the clouds. "Could it be that you are the ancestor of the Mengchi family?"

"It is... I was entrusted by Monkey to save you. It's just that the concentration of aura in this star is too low, and my strength will also be limited. Your previous fight made me perceive your strength. Existence. Looking at this appearance, it seems that I don't need to make a move!" The master of the divine sense smiled brightly.

Yang Mucheng nodded suddenly.

He already understood the intention of the other party, "Are you going to take Xiaojin out of here this time?"

The ancestor replied divinely: "That's right, it contains enough pure dragon blood in its body, but its blood is impure...half of it is taken up."

then.

Yang Mucheng suddenly felt the other party's divine sense sweeping over his body, and his whole body felt exposed in front of the other party.However, this feeling only lasted for a moment, and then disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the divine thought was slightly startled, "Your body also contains some dragon blood. But it seems that there are also phoenix blood, holy lion blood... It's a bit mixed. It's a pity that you are not a monster... "

Everyone around stood quietly beside Yang Mucheng.

This piece of sky is shrouded in dark clouds.

It looked the same as before the storm, nothing special.Yang Mucheng looked at the sky with his hands behind his back, his expression was sometimes surprised, sometimes dignified, and sometimes joyful. This gesture shocked everyone from the four major families, and they looked at the sky one after another.

At this time.

An extremely absurd thought floated through their minds.

'Could it be that behind this cloud is a certain powerful existence? '

"You took Xiao Jin away, how can I see him in the future?" Yang Mucheng suddenly thought of a key question.

"It stands to reason that no one is allowed to set foot in the Yao clan's clan and ancestral land. However, since you are the eldest brother of Tun Tian Long Shu, I will make an exception."

call!
As the sound resounded, it was seen that a drop of white matter fell from the top of the cloud layer, and it fell lightly on Yang Mucheng's palm like rainwater.Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a beast-like sharp tooth.

"This is my tooth that fell out..."

"If you want to see the Tuntian Dragon Mouse in the future, you can take it with you. It will guide you to the ancestral land of our demon clan!"

"All right!"

Yang Mucheng looked at this tooth.

after all.

The opponent and Tuntian Longshu are both monsters, and they will not harm each other.

"Well, it seems that someone is coming?"

A terrifying shocking sound came swiftly and fiercely from the place where the sky was located.This horrified figure rushed towards him at a frightening speed.

"Ok?"

Yang Mucheng frowned slightly, looking at that terrifying figure, his eyes flickered.

At the same time, the pair of eyes of that terrifying figure also seemed to feel something at this moment, looking towards Yang Mucheng.And in those pair of eyes, there is an endless killing intent, which blooms directly.

This is an aura that is very similar to that of War Moro.

but.

This aura is several times, even dozens of times stronger than the Great War Moluo.

That terrifying speed, at this moment, seemed to cut the entire void into two halves. With a posture of flying into the sky and escaping from the ground, it was impressively from the place where the sky and the earth meet. It flew above Yang Mucheng.

"This is……"

"This force is so powerful!"

"Could it be, is it a strong man in the Shenhai?"

Originally thought that the battle was completely over, but who would have expected that such a sudden change would occur at this moment?

The speed of that figure was almost unimaginable.When everyone found out, it was still in the sky, but in the blink of an eye, it had already reached the top of everyone's heads, and it stopped suddenly in the sky amidst the howling wind.

"boom!"

The huge light suddenly dissipated, revealing a middle-aged man wearing a golden monk's robe, who was holding a dark golden Mo Luo Zen staff in his hand, and was floating in mid-air at this moment, staring at Yang Mucheng firmly.

"he is……"

When they saw the face of this middle-aged man, everyone couldn't help but lose their voices in shock.

(End of this chapter)