Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1119
The ancestor of the Kong family was talking about it with high spirits, but Mo Xian felt drowsy after hearing it.

He only felt that the voice of the ancestor of the Kong family was getting farther and farther away from him, as if he had arrived in another time and space.

Suddenly, Mo Xian's whole body trembled, and he regained his sobriety in an instant.

Before he knew it, the surroundings were already dark.

"This old man is too frugal, he doesn't even light a lamp." Mo Xian Xiaosheng muttered, but suddenly found that the ancestor of the Kong family had disappeared in the darkness.

"Strange, I didn't say hello when I left!" Mo Xian muttered again, and after a little movement of his stiff body, he opened the door and walked outside.

After taking a step, the darkness like ink rushed towards him head-on.

There is no moonlight today, and there is no wind. It is dry and cold.

The entire Kong family was shrouded in a thick and inextricable darkness, without a ray of light or human voice, it seemed a bit unusually dull and depressing.

Those buildings that usually look quite majestic, at this moment, are like creeping ferocious beasts, which are extremely frightening.

Mo Xian frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong.

"Xiao En, do you feel any problem?" After careful inspection for a while, Mo Xian didn't find anything unusual, so he asked Xiao En.

"Hey, this time I think of me, a little sapling who is full and doesn't wear clothes or warm. Why didn't you think of me when you gathered together to have fun." Xiao En said in a strange way, obviously still brooding over the day's events.

"Didn't you steal a lot of food by yourself, those are not cheap." Mo Xian said helplessly.

"Can this be the same? Can you understand the loss and bitterness of a lonely tree being forgotten?" Xiao En said angrily, "Do you think this tree is so superficial? It doesn't matter what you eat. The important thing is attitude, attitude, understand?"

"Uh, I was wrong this time, I will definitely call you next time." Mo Xian said helplessly, of course, if there was a next time.

He had just experienced a spiritual purification by the ancestor of the Kong family, and he didn't want to listen to a tree full of great truths at this time.

"That's pretty much the same!" Xiao En shook the treetops in satisfaction, and after a little silence, said: "It's strange, there seems to be nothing unusual!"

Hearing this, Mo Xian frowned even more, there was no abnormality, it seemed the biggest abnormality.

With the slow spread of spiritual consciousness, Mo Xian has a clear understanding of everything around him.

There is indeed nothing special, not even a single person.

He cautiously shuttled through the Kong family, but he never found anyone.

It seemed that in a short period of time, the entire Kong family disappeared.

Not long after, he saw a black figure standing with his hands behind his hands on the Kong Family Drum Tower.

This person is quite tall, although there is no wind, but the long hair and clothes are fluttering slightly.

This person appeared very abruptly, as if he had just appeared, but also as if he had always existed.

Mo Xian had a feeling that this person was waiting for him.

He didn't hesitate, his figure had turned into an afterimage, and he quickly rushed towards the drum tower.

Just when he was about to get close to the skeleton, the figure on it suddenly turned around, revealing a pale and distorted grimace.

Mo Xian immediately trembled with fright, and his steps became much messier.

"Haha, you're scared!" Seeing Mo Xian's reaction, the man on the drum tower burst out laughing.

This voice was very familiar to Mo Xian, it was none other than the ancestor of the Kong family.

And the so-called pale and distorted face was nothing more than a rather crudely made mask of the Great Demon King, like a child's hand-painted graffiti.

It's the kind of mask that children over the age of three will no longer be interested in.

Moreover, Mo Xian had seen this mask once before in the grove.

"Old man, what the hell are you doing!" After seeing clearly, Mo Xian couldn't help but cry.

The ancestor of the Kong family couldn't just try to frighten him by doing something like this!

"You really don't know good and bad, kid. The old man kindly enlightened you, and you fell asleep when you got well." The ancestor of the Kong family said slowly, and with the mask of the big devil on his face, it was really a bit gloomy.

"Uh, can you take off the mask first and talk?" Mo Xian shuddered and said.

"Impossible, it won't work if you take off the mask. Stop talking nonsense, let's do it!" the patriarch of the Kong family sternly said, and at the same time, a rattan was silently added to his hand, which was exactly the one he had taught the Supreme Elder earlier. .

"Shoot? What kind of shot?" Mo Xian asked, startled.

"Hmph, no matter how much you say, it's better to beat me up. As the saying goes, three good words are not enough for one mouthful. This is the truth. Since you don't know good and bad, this old man can only destroy flowers with his hands." Mr. Kong Ancestral Road.

"Destroying flowers with hot hands doesn't seem to be used in this way? Also, you mean, you and I will fight here?" Mo Xian said with a strange face. If he wants to fight the ancestor of the Kong family, it is better to let him go directly. Good to die.

"That's not important, don't worry, this old man won't bully you, he will suppress his strength to a level comparable to yours." The ancestor of the Kong family said.

"You can't say that, even if you suppress your strength, some things will not be weakened." Mo Xianliang quickly refused.

"Stop talking nonsense, this old man is for your own good. If you don't beat and beat you, you won't know the heights of heaven and earth!" The ancestor of the Kong family snorted, not giving Mo Xian any chance to refute, and suddenly swung the rattan in his hand.

"Shh!"

The fierce Yuanli immediately cut through the air, bringing out a scalp-numbing sound of breaking wind, which came in an instant like a flash.

Mo Xianxin was startled, and immediately took a few steps back, but the sharp energy seemed to have eyes, and it was drawn on the palm of his hand with incomparable accuracy.

"I won't bully you, I will let you have one hand and two feet!" The ancestor of the Kong family shouted again, his figure disappeared from the drum tower in an instant, and then appeared in front of Mo Xian, swiping the rattan in his hand again. out.

"Old man, that's what you said!" Mo Xian gritted his teeth, and directly used the myriad changes.

After dodging the attack of the ancestor of the Kong family, he raised his hand and pointed out without any hesitation.

"boom!"

A ray of intense Yuanli burst out from Mo Xian's hand, and instantly turned into a fiery red fingerprint, piercing through the air like a spear.

"It's interesting!" The ancestor of the Kong family laughed lowly, and the rattan in his hand rolled back like a spirit snake, and directly tapped in the middle of the fingerprint.

"boom!"

The fingerprints burst in an instant, but the cane trembled straight again, and it was drawn accurately on the back of Mo Xian's hand.

"Snapped!"

Amidst the soft sound, a bright red mark immediately appeared on Mo Xian's hand.

He immediately sucked in a breath of pain, and while retreating violently, he kept shaking his numb arm, but said: "Old man, are you serious?"

"I waste so much effort, I have to recoup the cost no matter what I say." The ancestor of the Kong family gave a low voice, slipped his footsteps, and appeared beside Mo Xian in an instant.

Feeling the fierce wind, Mo Xian's pupils shrank, and he forcibly turned around.

"Shh!"

The cane almost passed by his chest, and the fierce force directly tore the clothes, leaving a faint scar.

(End of this chapter)