The first thousand and ninety-five chapters Mojia Village

This voice is as majestic as the heavens and the earth. It contains the wrath of Thunder. Every syllable has boundless power. It shakes the whole glaciers and shakes the mountains. The inch is cracked, and its momentum makes people feel guilty.

Xuanyuan’s cautious liver trembled and his face turned white, because Xuanyuan knew that this was absolutely a terrible existence of the Mohist family. I was afraid that it was just that I knew the 'Central China’ Mohist’s run-down, so it’s so rude. They have only known until now that since the ancient times, after the sages of the Mohist ancients left, they began to live in a sneak peek, and they did not know much about the outside world, so they did not know it.

What they have in their hearts today is only absolute respect for the sages of the Mohist ancients. The Mohist family of ‘Central Shenzhou’ can be said to be their greatest faith. It can be said that they are the greatest pride in their life, because there is the root of the Mohist family.

But now, from Xuanyuan’s mouth, the Mohist’s ‘Central China’ was destroyed, so how can they accept it?

It’s like an invincible existence in his heart, collapsed in an instant, what kind of feeling it is, you can imagine

I saw an old man stepping on a dragon and appearing in front of everyone. His height is not high. He still looks a little stunned. His face is traces of the knife-cutting axe left by the years, his eyes, and The temperament radiated by itself is extremely majestic, as the mountains are as deep as the sea, making it difficult to predict.

The dragon under his feet, cold and cold, full of bronze, not the slightest anger, but people can not help but tremble, no reason to avoid the look of that dragon, it seems that there will be any break at any time, It’s extremely dangerous to walk through the general, even if the Emperor feels a bit chilly.

"The means you have used to display is the method of the Mohism of my Mohist family. I only pass on the sons and daughters of the blood of my Mohist family. Let me tell you, what is the story of the Mohist family in the Central China? I want to know that I am not in the Mohist family. On the road, the power is boundless, how many people have such ability, can kill my Mohist?"

The old man looked at Xuanyuan, in his eyes, with a trace of sobriety, but fortunately someone escaped, otherwise they would never know about it, but they always yearn for the proud Mohist It turned out to be like this, and it was destroyed. He still felt uncomfortable. This kind of feeling is unusual for ordinary people. I am afraid that if the remaining Mohist people know it, they will set off a storm.

"It seems that you are still skeptical about my identity. Forget it, I should not take such a high risk to come to 'Nanxian Xianzhou' to find a bloodline left by the Holy Father. I still walked, I did not expect to come to my own home. It’s really sad that people’s doorsteps have to be rejected. If people drink water and know how to drink, I should have understood that even a person with a blood heritage in this world may not be able to accommodate you. I only ask you to let me go, let me go safely, I am satisfied." Xuanyuan’s face is lonely and sad, and his eyes are filled with heartache and sorrow. It’s like he has come here all the hard work, but everything The effort has turned into water, and when the voice falls, he will turn and leave.

Long Yu, Yuan Er, the Emperor of the War, a few people directly stunned, because at this moment, they also feel that Xuanyuan seems to be really a child of the Mo family, stunned

"Budget 'Central China" is the foundation of my Mohist family. Nowadays, the children and grandchildren who come to the disaster come to rely on it. Do you not invite them in quickly, and let them squat outside?" An angry screaming from the ice and fire Within, a scream of anger came and shook, and the old man standing on the dragon nodded and nodded, knowing that he was rude.

"Fast, come in quickly. I was just anxious. I was eager to know the situation of the 'Central China' Mohist. I am sorry for the rudeness." The old man quickly bowed to the Xuanyuan group and sincerely apologized.

Xuanyuan was so gratified and touched, I am embarrassed to nod:

"In fact, there is nothing. However, since I have been on this road, I have been rushing and rushing, and I am busy between life and death. Most of the people I have encountered are bad people. Therefore, I am disheartened. I have not reported here. I have too much hope, and I have a bad place. I shouldn’t be a gentleman’s heart."

Xuanyuan changed his face very fast, and he heard the battle of the emperor’s face and twitched directly. This Xuanyuan is simply a talent.

He is sure that Xuanyuan has nothing to do with a copper plate of the Mohist family, but how did the Xujiao's practice of the Mohist magical spirit come from, is it derived from the magical power created by the ‘Wanhua body’ itself? Actually so magical, the other party is still a half-step emperor, so he recognizes that he will never have a fake.

The old man who stepped on the dragon, with a wave of his hand, shrouded a ray of light and brought Xuanyuan and his entourage into the place where ‘Ice Flame Mountain’

Everyone's eyes flashed, everyone was stunned, there was no room for the power of space fluctuations, everything came quietly, Xuanyuan ran into the eyes, but did not see any doorway until the light in front of him gradually Lightly gone, Xuanyuan only saw an ice wall in front of him, crystal and round, depicting traces of various roads on it, the atmosphere of the ancient sages overflowing, filled the whole 'Ice Flame Mountain'

Here, there is plenty of temperament in the world, and there is the ancient sacred avenue Xuan Yin in the Tiandi Avenue. The cultivation here is far better than most of the places in 'Nanxian Xianzhou', but such places are extremely rare, in order to avoid Unnecessary disputes, so the entire Mohist chose not to hide

Xuanyuan looked at all of this in front of me, and my heart moved:

"Want to come here is the home of the ancient sages of the Mohist family and the women of the 'Nanxian Xianzhou'. There are many means that are obviously impossible to be laid down by the sages of the ancient times. After the generations of the past, it has become like this. grand occasion"

Xuanyuan can feel that there are countless masters in this ‘Ice Flame Mountain’, everyone is a sage, modest and courteous, everyone loves each other and supports each other.

"Well, your kid used this excuse to mix in and see how you should deal with it." The old man screamed in disappointment, apparently wanting to see Xuanyuan’s old monster against these Mohist

Xuanyuan shrugged and did not care at all:

"This is nothing, as long as I tell the truth, I will not believe that they will kill me, who told them to ignore me, I am forced to do so."

"Then I can only bless you in my heart." The old man thought for a moment, and it felt like it. After all, Xuanyuan is the air transporter of the Terran, and made a great contribution to the 'Nanxian Xianzhou', to kill Xuanyuan, this It is impossible to say, especially the Mohist is still the inheritance of the ancient sages. If you dare to be unfavorable to Xuanyuan, you will hit the face of your ancestors. No one will do this, and no one dares to come from the family of the sages. Respect

"Child, what is your name?" Xuanyuan is a child from Moh, but in the eyes of the old man, Xuanyuan is only a child. His voice is mild and his face is apologetic. It is obvious that Xuanyuan has suffered a lot along the way. Suffering from suffering, as an elder, some comfort should be given to the younger generation.

"I? It's called Xuanyuan" Xuanyuan looked up and raised his chest.

“Xuanyuan? Mo Xuanyuan?” The dragon under the feet of the old man turned into a huge dragon boat, leaving the air.

"No, it is called Xuanyuan." Xuanyuan is a serious way.

"You are the son of my Mohist family, sons and grandchildren, why not the name of the ink?" The old man’s eyes glimpsed and asked aloud, this does not blame him, because the Moh’s son is not a surname, this is very disrespectful. Is simply a child

"Well, you are here in the 'Ice Flame Mountain', the person who can be the master, come to talk to me, then, all the truth will be explained, you will understand" Xuanyuan a mysterious look

"...you?" The safety of the Mohist family, the old man did not dare to carry a trace of it. After a while, an old man who grew black hair and black hair stepped out, and the breath on him was added. Old

"I can still do the Lord in the Mohist school. What do you think, then just say?"

In front of the eyes, this black and thick old man has a deep and unpredictable smile on his mouth, looking at Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan did not come from a goosebump, and laughed:

"In fact, I am not a descendant of the Mohist family."

This statement, Mo Teng, the old man who rides the dragon has changed his face and shouted:

"You are not a descendant of my family, why do I have the ancient art of my Mohist family, this technique only inherits the blood of my Mohist family..."

Xuanyuan immediately interrupted the words of Mo Teng, and he was powerful and vocal:

"At the time of Taikoo, the Mohist sages in the 'Central Shenzhou' 'Nanxun Xianzhou' have left their own ethics, will, spirit, regardless of you and me, what is the ancestral descendant of the Mohist family? That loves the world, the heart of selflessness, how much do you appreciate?"

Mo Teng was blocked by Xuanyuan’s words, and the eyes were straight on Xuanyuan.

"Oh, this little brother, welcome you to my Mojia Village, but the Mohist Masters you have cultivated seems to be more exquisite than what we have cultivated. You should have got the truth of my Mohist School." Inheritance, this is your air transport, you ask for it in this way, I want to know, what is your business?"

As soon as the voice fell, the scenes around it changed again. Long Yao, the Emperor did not think that Xuanyuan had just deceived them, and now they admit it. If you look at this situation, do you want to send them again?

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