At the top of the exotic battlefield, the seven eyes of the closed body slowly opened.

The honjun Daozu whispered: "He is rich and thin, he has been sanctified."

“Amitabha!”

The Buddha smiled and said, "You can't call the little benefactor."

The mother-in-law looked at him not far away and smiled, "He's coming."

The voice fell, and three figures appeared out of thin air.

The saint and the true gentleman looked at Mo, and the boy who had not even stepped into the Nirvana had stepped into the holy place in front of their eyes, and their minds were confused.

“The old man!”

He stood slightly at the Seven Saints and looked respectful.

The old man smiled faintly: "No need, now the identity is different, you and I can match."

“The poor monk.”

“The girl.”

“The Bodhi.”

“The beginning.”

“Morality.”

“The treasure.”

“Honestly.”

This time, the Seven Saints said their own road signs to Mo, has completely recognized the identity and strength of Moli, and has not regarded Mo as a junior.

There was no distant, and he nodded, "Mo left."

Moral Heaven smiled and said, "Congratulations to Mo's friends on his sanctification, and I am finally a companion."

Mo shook his head: "Even if you are in the Holy Spirit, it is still far away."

His eyes were heavy at the depths of the dark space, and he could at last perceive a force in which he was hiding a terror that shocked him at this moment.

This force is constantly expanding and awakening.

He knew that this was the trance, and that if the power of this terror could destroy the whole world really awakened, even a hundred saints could not be stopped.

"There are still seven hundred years left, but we can't give you any advice and help, everything can only be groped by your own."

Mo nodded calmly, and then his eyes fell on the wood behind the seven saints.

The five trees are frantically absorbing the power of the wood, or re-mastering the power that originally belonged to it.

At this time, the wood has been reduced a lot, but the five trees in the center have grown a lot.

The growth of the five-line tree is also going very well.

"My fellow Taoists, I will do my best in seven hundred years."

Mo left arched his hand against the seven people, disappeared in place, and returned to the Central Continent.

“Leave, you...”

The wind and snow and Su Yue looked at Mo Liang, and the scene that had just appeared in their hearts could not be forgotten.

He smiled, “I’m all right.”

The wind and snow and Su Yue saw that Mo left or that Mo left, there seemed to be no change, and the heart was also slightly relieved.

The wind said softly, “Are you going away again?”

Mo nodded and apologized, "I'm sorry, I've had too little time with you."

Su Yuezhuo grunted lightly: "Is it useful to apologize, then you can't finish things as soon as possible, and accompany us!"

Mo suddenly took the hand of Su Yue and Fengxue and said awe: "After this thing is over, I will go to the Su family and the wind family to raise my relatives!"

Su Yue and the wind and snow suddenly lit up.

Su Yue Cuisine coughed lightly: “Who... who said that he would...marry you!”

The wind was full of snow and red, and lowered its head.

Mo left before.

One step, his lips gently tapped the foreheads of the two men, and he said, "Wait until I come back."

The two women looked at the back of Mo's departure and faintly noticed the difference this time.

Why is it so heavy to leave the land of the saints?

The two women held hands and could only pray for Mo’s departure.

Mo left into the turbulence of space, full of wind and snow and Su Yue's voice, and his experience with Ji old man, Ji Changyue, Jiang Jiang, Meng Weifan, Wang Fan and other people all flashed in his mind.

He smiled, his eyes wide open.

In any case, these people would live safely on the continent before he died.

The eyes slowly closed, and Mo began the longest and final retreat.

...

Time does not stop, and the wheel of history moves relentlessly.

Over the centuries, the wind surged in the middle of the continent, the strong generation came out, and the Zongmen was standing.

So far, the pattern of the central continent has changed greatly compared with before.

All the strong people who stayed in the foreign battlefield because of greed died, so that their strength was greatly reduced, and even some of the clansmen have withdrawn from the stage of the Central Continent.

The wind is one of them.

However, with the relatively good background, and the timely rise of thousands of cold and moon spirits, it is also to stop the collapse of the wind and thunder.

It is just that the two people have propped up the wind and thunder Pavilion, which is far less than before, unless they are both breaking through to the level of the emperor.

The decline of the wind and thunder pavilion, the decline of the Chongzong and the demise of the Xiahou family, the original East area should be sluggish, but because of the existence of the departure alliance, no one dared to look forward to the current East.

In these years, the gap has developed wildly, there are countless strong people in the gate, there are more than one strong person in the emperor, and the strong of the younger generation is also a famous earthquake on the mainland.

What makes countless people on the mainland dare not be disrespectful to the departure alliance is that the suzemaster of the departing alliance is the eighth saint, so leave!

Even if it has not appeared once in nearly 700 years, no one dares to have any idea of the separation.

The five families are still five, standing on the top of the mainland.

The departure and the Heavenly Pavilion are called one alliance and one cabinet by many people, and the status is no longer under the five clans, and even above the five clans.

Because the Heavenly Pavilion and the Leave Alliance are under the door of the saints, the five ethnic groups have never appeared to the saints.

Of course, if you count the people who are counted as the Ji family and the Jiang family, the Ji family and the Jiang family are also under the door of the saint.

The monks who were defeated in the past, or who had a side relationship with Mo, are now extremely proud, but they are involved with the saints.

And Mo left the previous acquaintances, are very sad, no one did not expect the eighth saint is not left.

And the speculation about where Mo left is also a target of discussion on the mainland.

Some people say that Mo left to the place where the Seven Saints are, some people say that Mo left is closed in the union, and some people say that Mo left to live in seclusion and travel through the mountains and waters.

For these speculations, naturally there is no accurate answer, because people who know where they are doing are far from being able to reach them.

In the turbulence of space, a body that seemed to be silent for endless years trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

This look contains the ancient, through time and space, but revealed a disappointment.

The next moment, his face disappeared.

“Wasn’t it successful...”

The old man looked at the sudden appearance of the old man, who seemed to have no unexpected color.

The other six Saints looked away, and their faces were very calm.

The Buddha's hands were folded together and softly said, "Amitabha."

Mo said calmly, "I have found my way to the Lord."

The old man was a little moved: “Dare to ask Mo to leave the Dao friends, why this road?”

Mo pulled away from his right hand and stood in front of him with four completely different forces.

“The five forces are determined, the power of life and death is reincarnated, the power of space is empty, the power of time connects the past and the future, and when these laws are integrated, we can open a new world, and then the realm of the Lord can be reached.”

The old ancestor shook his head: "Can't do it, the power of the five lines, the power of life and death, the power of space and the power of time each perform their duties, can not be reconciled."

Mo nodded: "Yes, I have tried many times in the past seven hundred years, but I have failed."

The mother-in-law sighed, "It's going to wake up."

Mo shook his head: "I believe my path is not wrong, but there is something missing."

Not successful, not successful.

Hm!

At this time, the sky suddenly darkened, and the endless darkness spread out from the depths of the stars and devoured the light.

The continent was suddenly dark, and the breath of destruction shrouded five continents.

The dark forces hit the mainland, tsunamis, landslides, earthquakes, natural disasters, and the general scene of the end times were so unimherent on the mainland.

Countless strong people want to wipe it all out, but it doesn’t help.

Everyone was in a panic and they didn’t know what was going on.

Only the strong in the heavens are dimly aware of what is, and look at the ever-spreading darkness in the sky.

The saint and the Gentiles clenched their fists, and they knew that this moment had finally come.

Wind and snow and Su Yuezun stood on the top of the mountain, the two held hands, as if looking away, the heart of the constant prayer.

"It's coming."

The seven saints slowly stood up and looked away.

An incomparable darkness slowly squirmed and gradually turned into a human form.

His eyes were dark, and the countless darkness between the walks supported him and slowly came in the direction of Mo.

He seemed to walk very slowly, but in an instant he was not far from the people who had come to be away from him.

Clean up!

At this time, the surface of the building suddenly broke, and the broken skin fell, revealing five of the huge trees.

The five trees quickly left, and they left their minds like thunder.

He muttered, “I know!”

Without hesitation, he sat down on his knees.Mo left his left hand gently streaked through the space, and the five-line tree, which was already huge, expanded again, as if there was no limit, and the crazy growth was growing.

“The mix...”

It seems to have sensed the breath of the five trees, and a sound of ancient existence sounded in the world.

“Eat!”

He turned his eyebrows and whispered.

The five trees shine on the five continents.

Then a shocking scene occurred, in the light of the light, five continents suddenly disappeared.

Then the five trees shrank and returned to Mo’s hands.

Moli gently put the five rows of trees in their own Dantian, and the five-line trees are very skilled in rooting here.

He closed his eyes and said, "Give me some time."

The old man’s eyes lit up suddenly, and he was never brighter.

He turned and looked at the man who was already standing far behind them: "Friends, go your way."

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