The best golden pupil

Chapter 1710 Battle of Kunlun
"Boys, I'm back," although the voice was weak, but the familiar and soft voice made all the ancestors burst into tears.

All the elders had sour noses and wept with excitement.

"Old ally!"

"We... greet the old leader!"

From the ancestors such as Zhou Lao, down to the elders and other disciples, they all knelt down excitedly.

This kneeling is a respect for selflessness and dedication.

Ning Tao was also excited with tears in his eyes. Mr. Mo suffered too much for them. He had this speculation and idea when he got this soul beast soul bone.

He didn't dare to fight until his strength increased greatly.

In fact, until now his little finger is shaking, because he is not [-]% sure, if he fails, he will send Mo Lao to hell alone.

This crime and infamy is serious, Ning Tao can bear these, but he can't bear the self-blame, he can't bear to send Da En's elders to hell alive, he will become a demon.

But fortunately, he bet right!

The soul bone exudes brilliant brilliance, winding and stretching, colorful, the whole body is as long as an arm, and Mo Lao's weak soul is nourished inside.

The strength of this soul beast is unimaginable, and it is by no means weaker than that of the flood dragon. With Mo Lao's current level, he may still get a great opportunity...

"Hehe, it's all right, let's all get up," Mo Lao said in a soft voice, also a little complicated.

When he was determined to become the last sharp sword, he was ready to fall at any time, but he never expected that he could come back in this way.

It's life...and death!

Zhou Lao's eyes were red, he stretched out his hands tremblingly, and said with a sob: "Mo Lao, you have suffered."

"Ha ha!"

Mo Yuntian's phantom sat cross-legged on the soul bone, and let out a gratified laugh. With these words, all the suffering he suffered was worth it. Looking back now, those days were really devil's years, and it is absolutely unbearable to look back on .

If it weren't for these little brats and the belief in protecting them, he wouldn't be able to survive for a second.

Looking at the group of little guys in front of him, he nodded in satisfaction. He could understand Zhou Heng's broken arm, the breakthrough of Wudang Patriarch made him smile, and the transformation and improvement of everyone made him smile from ear to ear.

Turning to look at Ning Tao, he smiled with satisfaction: "Little guy, it seems that you are more suitable for this position than the old man."

The latter smiled wryly, and quickly waved his hands and said, "Old Mo, I'm purely trying to drive ducks to the shelves, and it's just in time for a good time, so don't be a brat."

"Haha, you are well-deserved leader of Hongmeng. Everyone knows it in their hearts. Look at the scene in front of you. This is something that Zhou Heng and I could not achieve after a hundred years of hard work, but you spent only a few months."

"It's amazing, it's amazing," Mo Lao praised.

Ning Tao smiled wryly and shook his head, but the latter stared at him for a while, and said in amazement: "That's right, now your father's strength can't even be seen through by the old man."

"This is really the luck of Hongmeng, but it also proves that the old man's vision is correct!"

Zhou Heng smiled excitedly at the side, and quickly spit out the recent events one by one, killing Baqi, carrying the hydrogen bomb, swallowing the wise, fixing the Quartet... and other glorious deeds.

Wudang, Shaolin and other ancestors all showed proud expressions on their faces, this is their leader.

After hearing this, Mr. Mo was so shocked that he didn't recover for a long time. He opened his jaw and swallowed hard. All the things he wanted to do back then were done by Ning Tao.

In the end, he only said with a wry smile: "You kid is really perverted!"

"Ha ha!"

Ning Tao was actually a little shy and shy, being praised by so many people, our Ning Shenwang's face turned red.

Miao Jingjing's face was full of happiness, like a little girl in love.

At this moment, Zhou Heng seemed to think of something again, and quickly signaled to Old Monster Mo. The latter understood and shot towards the top of the mountain. After a while, he brought someone back.

The leader of the God of War team, Zhanyi!

He was also Mo Lao's most promising apprentice.

"Bastard, don't touch me," Mo Sheng's face turned livid, but there were no punishment scars on his body, it seems that Zhou Heng and the others didn't do anything to him.

"A bunch of ants, let me go if you have the guts, I beat you by myself, what are you, dare to catch me," Mo Sheng looked around at the crowd and cursed angrily.

But when he saw Mo Lao, he froze instantly.

Complicated eyes flashed in the latter's eyes, and he said lightly: "Curse, why don't you continue, weren't you very manic just now, you still have a temper, right?"

Although the words were plain, they revealed a sense of coercion.

Except for Ning Tao, even the patriarchs of Shaolin felt oppressed in their chests, and couldn't help admiring Mo Lao's skill and good luck, which was far beyond their reach.

Old Mo turned pale, and suddenly begged for mercy: "Master, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please forgive me this time, I was just confused for a while."

"Hehe, confused?"

"You have been confused for a long time. It has been more than 20 years. You still have the face to beg me for mercy. Why didn't you when I gave you the chance?"

"Master, I"

"Don't call me master, you are not worthy, and I have never had such an ambitious disciple as you. I have only accepted one disciple in my life, and her name is... Ning Wuyou!" Mo Lao said firmly with a sullen face.

"thump!"

Mo Sheng fell to his knees powerlessly, his face pale.

As if he had already guessed the end, he struggled and roared angrily: "Old man, it's all because of you that I got to where I am today. You indulged me and loved me, but you gave the leader to that bastard Zhou Heng."

"Old man, I hate you, you killed me."

"You...you...rebel!"

Mo Lao trembled, his soul shook, and almost dissipated, and he simply exerted force in time with his soul bone.

The crowd was so frightened that their eyelids twitched wildly and they broke out in cold sweat.

Ning Tao's face turned cold, and he sneered directly at Mo Sheng: "You are really obsessed, Mo Lao loves you like your father, loves you, and gave something to someone else one day, but you used it to hate your father. "

"How can there be such a reason in this world? Could it be that the love between father and son for decades is not worth this thing. After losing the lord, you actually betrayed your father, your teacher, Hongmeng, and the land that raised you."

"A bastard like you is not as good as a pig or a dog!"

Dozens of people all showed disgust.

With red eyes, Mo Sheng roared: "Bastards, the gods will not let you go, he will save me..." Before he could finish speaking, he was knocked unconscious by a palm.

Ning Tao waved his hands coldly and said, "Come here, hand him over to Li Zhen and the Future Research Institute to see how he integrates spiritual power and genetic technology."

"Yes!"

Seeing Mo Sheng being pulled away, Mr. Mo shook his head bitterly. From today onwards, the journey of master and apprentice has come to an end.

After a brief feeling, he was filled with iron and blood, and solemnly said to Ning Tao: "Boy, what is your next plan?"

Dozens of people are looking forward to watching.

Ning Tao smiled slightly, and said lightly with his hands behind his back: "From now on, Hongmeng will conquer the world in an all-round way, sweeping away all demons, ghosts, monsters, and hostile forces."

"Three days later, everyone will follow me to fight against Kunlun!"

(End of this chapter)