At this time, outside the door of Wang Mang's bedroom.

The scene just now was clearly seen by the hidden Mo Xiaoyou.

Seeing this weird scene, Mo Xiaoyou covered her mouth in horror.

In his eyes, Wang Mang at this time is an evil cultivator who has cultivated strange supernatural powers!

With this in mind, she now regrets coming to Wang Mang's residence.

At this moment, a helpless voice came:

"Okay, don't hide, I have already found you."

Hearing this, Mo Xiaoyou's petite body trembled suddenly.

Then she stammered:

"You...what the **** are you?"

Hearing this, Wang Mang's face darkened, and he said speechlessly:

"This seat is nothing, and don't you know that it's bad to peep at others at will?"

"Leave as soon as you have nothing to do."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Xiaoyou quickly denied:

"Tch, who peeped, this girl just happened to pass by."

"Stop talking, I'm leaving first."

After speaking, he hurriedly ran out the door.

Watching her leaving back, Wang Mang muttered to himself:

"I don't know what will happen after the blood coffin swallows the corpse of the inheritor of the ancient god."

"Forget it, it's important to think about how to improve your strength first."

At this time, Mo Yang, who came to Wang Mang's residence, fell into deep thought as he watched Mo Xiaoyou leave in a hurry.

Then, he murmured to himself with a puzzled look:

"Why did Xiaoyou appear here?"

"Could it be..."

While speaking, his face darkened.

After standing still for a while, Mo Yang immediately walked towards Wang Mang's residence.

With his arrival, Wang Mang in the bedroom also sensed his breath.

The next moment, Wang Mang went out to greet him and said:

"Isn't this the patriarch? What wind brought you here?"

Hearing this, Mo Yang said with a dark face:

"I am here to tell you that all the spies who went to the top world of the abyss have been dealt with."

"Also, why did Mo Xiaoyou appear here?"

After hearing his words, Wang Mang replied disapprovingly:

"You mean your niece?"

"It seems she didn't lie to me."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Yang's face turned even darker.

Then he trembled:

"Niece? Maybe."

Seeing Mo Yang's strange behavior, Wang Mang said doubtfully:

"What's wrong?"

Hearing this, Mo Yang replied with a complicated face:

"nothing."

"By the way, there is one more thing."

"The endless jihad will start in half a month."

"Prepare yourself."

After listening to his words, Wang Mang said expressionlessly:

"Understood, those ants are not worth worrying about,"

Hearing this, Mo Gu said indifferently:

"So best."

"As long as you can win the first place, it doesn't matter."

"Although the strength of the holy sons of other clans is not as good as yours, there is one person you still have to pay attention to."

After hearing his words, Wang Mang asked uninterestedly:

"Oh? I would like to hear more about it."

Seeing this, Mo Yang said in a low voice:

"The holy son of the Starry Sky Ancient Clan, named Hao Shixuan."

"His strength is only in the Fifth Layer of Immortality Realm."

"But after he fuses with the inherited fetishes of the ancient Starry Sky Clan, his strength will temporarily skyrocket."

"You still have to pay attention to this person."

Hearing this, Wang Mang said with disdain:

"Hehe, no matter how strong an ant is, it is only a bigger ant."

"This seat can still easily crush him to death."

Obviously, Wang Mang still doesn't believe that in this world, there is someone at the same stage who can match him.

If it is about the older generation in this world, Wang Mang may still be afraid of it.

After all, the strength of those old guys lies there.

As soon as the words fell, Mo Yang said in agreement:

"I still believe in your strength."

"Be careful yourself, after all, you represent our Mo clan."

"By the way, in the endless jihad, the lives of other holy sons must not be harmed."

"Okay, I won't bother you here."

After speaking, he left quickly.

Seeing this, Wang Mang said indifferently:

"Endless jihad?"

"This kind of battle has no meaning to me."

"Forget it, just treat it as playing with those ants."

As soon as the words fell, he continued to sit cross-legged and prepared to open the blind box of the treasure chest.

…

At this time, in the courtyard of Mo Gu.

Mo Xiaoyou snuggled into Mo Gu's arms, and said softly:

"Grandpa, that Wang Mang is not a good person, he even eats corpses!"

Hearing this, Mo Gu's face changed slightly, and he said slowly:

"Oh? Tell me?"

The next moment, I saw Mo Xiaoyou break free from his embrace, and said solemnly:

"I was at the door of his bedroom today and saw him looking at a dead body obsessively."

"Then a red light flashed from his brow, and the body disappeared."

After hearing Mo Xiaoyou's words, Mo Gu thought for a while.

Afterwards, he spoke to Mo Xiaoyou earnestly and earnestly:

"Girl, Wang Mang is now a member of our Mo clan."

"As long as he doesn't do anything to harm the Mo people, we shouldn't worry about anything else."

"And he is now the holy son of the Mo clan, the hope of our Mo clan's rise."

"Don't let others know about this kind of thing, understand?"

Hearing this, Mo Xiaoyou seemed to understand but said:

"But…"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Gu interrupted:

"Okay, don't mention this matter again."

"Instead of worrying about him, you might as well care more about your father."

After hearing Mo Gu talking about Mo Yang, Mo Xiaoyou immediately said angrily:

"He's not my father."

As soon as the voice fell, she ran towards the door.

Looking at Mo Xiaoyou's petite figure, Mo Gu whispered to himself:

"Eating corpses?"

"I hope you don't extend your hand into the clan."

"Otherwise, the old man can only kill you."

…

At this time, it is in the territory of the Starry Sky Ancient Clan.

A young man in a blue cloak said slowly:

"Wang Mang?"

"According to the patriarch's description, this person is the biggest obstacle in my cultivation path."

"However, with the blessing of Scar of the Starry Sky, I have the strength to fight against him!"

…

In the family land of the Ming clan.

The eyes of the Holy Child of the Mingzu flashed ~lightnovelpub.net~ and said in a low voice:

"I don't believe that Wang Mang is defying the sky and can ignore the heart of the underworld god."

As soon as he finished speaking, a beating gray heart appeared in his hand.

At the same time, countless mysterious Dao rhymes are engraved on this heart.

If there are people from other powerful forces, they will definitely not be able to help but exclaim when they see this heart.

Because this heart belongs to the inheritor of the ancient god.

On it, what is engraved is the dead air of the inheritors of the ancient gods when encountering strange things.

This kind of thing, which even the quasi-eighth-level powerhouses are unwilling to touch, was successfully refined by the people of the Ming clan.

Although, they still can't understand the supreme mystery on the body of the inheritor of the ancient god.

But they still engraved these auras like cats and tigers.

After testing, they found that it only needs to be driven by the power of the Dao of the sacrificed person.

This heart will emit, a little bit like a strange mist of death.

Even the strong in the Eternal Realm will be affected by the fog.

At this point, the Holy Son of the Mingzu looked expectant and whispered:

"Wang Mang, I have prepared a big gift for you!"