At this time, in the streets of Mexico City at night.

Wang Mang, who came out of Mo Xiao Pavilion, sat cross-legged on the eaves and quietly watched the people coming and going on the dimly lit street.

Gazing at this scene full of human fireworks, Wang Mang whispered with some emotion:

"Hehe, the lights of the Wanjia do not have the one reserved for me."

As soon as the words fell, the voice of the blood coffin suddenly sounded in Wang Mang's mind:

"Wang Mang, why did you come to the intermediate world?"

"The small world is safe, isn't it good that there are countless corpses?"

Hearing this, Wang Mang paused, and said curiously:

"What are you guys doing these days?"

"There are so many corpses in Xuanyu World and Yuanwu World, so you haven't seen you come out?"

After hearing Wang Mang's words, the voice of the blood coffin sounded again:

"I don't know either. Ever since I saw the corpse of the inheritor of the ancient gods, I have fallen into a deep sleep from time to time."

"By the way, why did you come to this world?"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Mang said arrogantly:

"Hehe, the small world is not my stage."

"Looking at it now, the middle-level world is still suitable."

Although this is what I said, the reason for not going to the small world is that there are too few Dao crystals available.

The original Yuanwu small world was fine, but the Dao crystal value obtained in the Xuanyu small world made Wang Mang want to cry.

There is not only the difficult guy of the Lord of the World, but also the unfathomable will of the world.

In such a world, Wang Mang's gains are only a little bit.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Mang immediately gave up the idea of ​​continuing to harvest in other small worlds.

Afterwards, a mocking voice from the blood coffin was heard:

"Hehe, I don't understand you guy yet?"

"Nine times out of ten, it's the corpse of a creature from the small world. It can't satisfy you anymore."

Hearing this, Wang Mang retorted in embarrassment:

"No way, I just want to get a taste of the powerhouses in other worlds."

After Wang Mang's rebuttal, the blood coffin suddenly became quiet.

Immediately, Wang Mang asked slowly:

"Blood coffin? What's wrong with you guy?"

"Fell asleep again?"

After a while, the blood coffin still did not reply.

For a moment, Wang Mang, who was sitting cross-legged on the eaves, said with some confusion:

"Every day."

At this moment, three extremely powerful breaths appeared in Wang Mang's perception.

After Wang Mang felt it carefully, he immediately knew what was going on.

There were three strong men exuding the aura of Eternal Realm, rushing towards the Mo tribe one after another.

After thinking up to this point, Wang Mang said to himself with great interest:

"What are these guys trying to do?"

"Forget it, he is also the holy son of the Mo clan now, let's go and have a look."

As soon as the voice fell, his figure shot towards the Mo tribe.

…

At this time, in the Mo clan's clan land, Mo Gu and Mo Yang were suspended in the air side by side.

Afterwards, Mo Yang hesitated and said:

"Father, are these people here for Wang Mang?"

Hearing this, Mo Gu said calmly and indifferently:

"Nine times out of ten it is."

"Don't worry, they don't dare to do anything."

Listening to Mo Gu's comfort, Mo Yang said in a low voice:

"I'm afraid the visitor is not good."

While the two were talking, three figures flew towards them quickly.

In an instant, the three people who came arrived beside them.

Looking at the menacing people, Mo Gu said with a smile:

"What's the matter with the Mo people who came here?"

Hearing this, an old man with a ruddy complexion sneered at Mo Gu:

"Hehe, don't pretend anymore."

"Now the entire world of the Endless Sanctuary knows that your holy sons of the Mo clan are as powerful as the heavens."

"Why? Don't plan to talk to us old friends."

After hearing the old man's merciless words, Mo Gu's face darkened and he said in a deep voice:

"Hehe, the old man should be more polite, this is the Mo clan!"

Looking at the two people who were at war with each other, Mo Yang hurriedly said:

"Okay, seniors."

"This is not a place to talk. If other people see it, they will think that our Mo people don't treat guests well."

"Father, what do you say?"

After speaking, he tugged on Lamogu's sleeve.

Seeing this, the old man looked at Mo Yang with satisfaction, and said kindly to him:

"Hahaha, you are much better than your stubborn old father."

"Let's go!"

While speaking, he did not forget to mock Mo Gu.

"Humph!"

Hearing this, Mo Gu snorted coldly, and rushed towards his courtyard.

Seeing this, Mo Yang, who was still in place, smiled bitterly, and said helplessly:

"Seniors, don't be offended, come with me."

Hearing this, the old man said with a smile:

"Haha, it's not that we don't know your father."

"Okay, let's go together, everyone."

Immediately, the two people who came together around him nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Mo Yang led several people towards Mo Gu's courtyard.

After a while, under the leadership of Mo Yang, several people quickly arrived at Mo Gu's courtyard.

At this time, in Mogu's courtyard, Mogu was brewing tea with a calm face.

Looking at the few people who came, Mo Gu said slowly:

"sit down!"

Hearing this, these people immediately sat cross-legged at the tea table.

The next moment, Mo Gu's power of avenues slowly pushed the brewed tea to several people.

Then, he said slowly:

"Ming, Wang Mang is already the holy son of the Mo clan."

"What can you change by bringing them here?"

Hearing this, the old man named Ming Di said in disbelief:

"In other words, Wang Mang was really attracted by your Mo people?"

"But how is this possible?"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Gu retorted with a dissatisfied face:

"Why is it impossible?"

"This shows that Wang Mang has a predestined relationship with our Mo clan."

Seeing this, Ming Di said with a speechless face:

"At the beginning, we saw with our own eyes that Wang Mang left with the members of the Abyss Nine Clans."

"Why did he come to this world and become the holy son of your Mo clan?"

"There must be something wrong with it."

Hearing this, although Mo Gu hesitated a bit, he still said firmly:

"Don't bother you, if you have any problems, the old Mo tribe will follow up."

As soon as the voice fell ~lightnovelpub.net~another old man at the side interrupted:

"How can this kind of arrogance be tolerated in our middle-level world?"

"Did you forget how many strong people there were in the Eternal Realm that day?"

"If you want the old man to tell you, you'd better send this son away as soon as possible."

"Otherwise, when the Nine Abyss Clans come to our door, we will be implicated."

After hearing his words, Mogu suddenly became furious and said:

"Impossible, the old man's Mo tribe finally had such a proud man."

"Is it okay to send it away? As long as all the holy sons in your clan are abolished."

Looking at the unreasonable Mo Gu, these people looked at each other helplessly.

Afterwards, Ming Di was dissatisfied with Mo Gu and said:

"Okay, I hope that when you are liquidated by the Abyss Nine Clans, you don't come to beg us."

"let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, he got up angrily and walked towards the outside.

Seeing this, the two people who came together also stood up and said goodbye:

"Old guy, you should think about it carefully."

"It's good to do it yourself."

After speaking, they left in a hurry.