Moro's eyes lit up again after seeing Leshen, but the others were completely ignored by him.
"Brother, I can't bear to destroy this face. The beauty here is really in my heart."
"Look at this appearance, look at this temperament, it's amazing!"
Maha said: "Don't waste time, be careful of accidents."
Moro comforted him: "Brother, what's the surprise? Look at the garbage rookies here."
"The strongest ones turned out to be two women, but they are only at the thirteenth level of cultivation. Zhang Yan can kill them both."
"Others are even less worth mentioning. A woman is at the eleventh level, while the others are all at the tenth level. They are barely above the level of ants and can be crushed to death with just a flick of a finger."
Maha nodded upon hearing this, seeming to agree with what he said.
After all, for his level, these creatures in front of him are really weak. Even the two strongest women are just bigger ants in his eyes.
"But this giant tree is a bit special. To find out who killed the descendants of the Ninth Ancestor, we still need to investigate."
"Understood, brother." Moro chuckled, and that weird sound made people feel strong discomfort.
When Qian Daoliu and others heard the conversation between the two, their hair stood on end.
What kind of tenth-level powerhouse or thirteenth-level powerhouse?
Is that the way the outside world calculates combat power?
If the thirteenth-level powerhouses refer to Gu Yuena and the God of Life, then the tenth-level ones are them who have just become gods?
So what is the level of their so-called Ten Heavenly Lords?
If it was just a matter of reaching a higher level, I wouldn't be so arrogant.
Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu and others' scalps became numb, and they no longer dared to continue thinking about it because it was too terrifying.
The God King of Life and Gu Yuena looked at each other.
They are the ones who can best experience each other's power, because they have the cultivation level of the God King, and it is difficult for them to mobilize their divine power under the pressure of the other party.
If the difference in strength was not so huge, this situation would never have happened.
The two made eye contact for a while and then decided on the plan.
Delay time!
When Luo Yu comes out of the barrier, if he fights hard at this time, he may not be able to beat the opponent in one move.
Just when Gu Yuena and the King of Life God opened their mouths to speak, Bibi Dong walked out first and asked coldly:
"Who are you?"
"Yo?" Moro smiled and said, "Are you brave? Do you still have the courage to question us?"
"It's okay to tell you that I come from the Netherworld Holy Heaven, a true high-level plane."
He continued to say arrogantly: "But in addition to the giant trees and some weird low-level planes, you may have never heard of our Netherworld Holy Heaven's reputation."
"What kind of cultivation level do you have?" Bibi Dong's eyes were unmoved, because she knew that fear was the most useless thing at this time.
Valid information should be obtained within a limited time.
Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you have a chance to win.
"Kill your cultivation in an instant."
Moro bared a mouth of sharp teeth, like the most ferocious beast, completely different from humans.
"I advise you not to have any thoughts of resistance. You still have room to live when I speak now. If other heavenly kings cannot help but take action, your face will disappear in minutes."
Bibi Dong looked a little ugly when he was not asked about his specific cultivation level.
You only fight when you know how much better the opponent is than you. This kind of battle where you don't know the difference is the most uneasy and uncomfortable.
"What exactly do you want to do?" Gu Yuena took a step forward at this time, not wanting to see Bibi Dong bear the pressure alone.
The God King of Life also walked out with his brother-in-law.
"What to do?" Moro smiled ferociously.
"Molu, you talk too much." Maha was a little impatient at this time, with a dangerous aura exuding from his body.
Moro was so frightened that he trembled and did not dare to say any pretentious nonsense.
As he waved his hand, the black mist in the sky condensed into a human figure, with everything from the facial features to the figure simulated.
"Which of you recognizes this man?"
Everyone's eyes froze when they saw the human figure condensed in the black mist, because they all recognized it as the God King of Destruction who had been killed by Luo Yu before.
Di Tian was shocked and confused.
"God King of Destruction?"
"How could this terrifying and powerful man who arrived inexplicably be related to the God King of Destruction?"
Moro and other Ten Heavenly Lords had been paying attention to everyone's eyes, and when they noticed the change in their expressions, they immediately narrowed their eyes.
"It seems you recognized him."
"That means you're not looking in the wrong place."
Moro set his sights on Gu Yuena and the God of Life.
"If my guess is correct, you must have killed the person I embodied. I don't think the others have that strength."
Gu Yuena's eyes changed. She really didn't understand the relationship between the God King of the God Realm and this terrifying external existence.
For thousands of years, I have never heard of it.
The God King of Life opened his mouth and said:
"You are like ants when you open your mouth, and you are like trash when you shut up. The God King of Destruction has the same cultivation level as us, how can you think so highly of him?"
The smile on Moro's face disappeared and he said coldly:
"Those are the descendants of our ninth ancestor. Even if they are the most disliked descendants, they are not comparable to low-level creatures like you. Do you understand?"
"Since it was you who killed him, it will be easy to handle."
Maha said: "Molu, these two women killed the descendants of the ninth ancestor. Do you know what to do?"
"I understand, brother, I won't touch such a woman." Under Moro's two rows of fine fangs, there is a black and red tongue: "Just give me the other two women."
"How could the God King of my God Realm be the descendant of your so-called Ninth Ancestor?" the God King of Life questioned.
Moro shrugged.
"The descendant of the Ninth Ancestor has disappeared completely since he took away a person's body. He said he was going to explore the depths of the universe. Who would have thought that he would be hiding here with you."
"I'm afraid I'm too happy to miss Shu."
"Moro, you really talk too much." A black shadow said from behind: "My senses tell me that this woman is deliberately delaying time."
"Delay for time? All their high-end combat power is here, what's the use of delaying time." Moro glared, not doubting what the black shadow said, because the opponent was Lord Mo Xin, who could sense the enemy's mind to a certain extent.
Understand the enemy's intentions.
After hearing this, the King of Life God's beautiful eyes trembled, and he glanced at Lord Mo Xin. It was this look that confirmed Lord Shi Tian's guess.
"Tsk, are you really stalling for time? What are you waiting for?"
Moro Douluo said coldly: "We, the Ten Heavenly Lords, are here. There are dozens of star fields in the surrounding area. No strong person can save you."
He stretched out his hand and pointed at the God of Life and Gu Yuena.
"You two, prepare to go back and bear the wrath of the Ninth Ancestor."
"Others, surrender, or die, you have no choice."
"boom!"
Moro put away his playful attitude, and his white eyes were filled with the superior's contempt and disdain for the common people.
The overwhelming pressure shook everyone's bones, and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths. There was no room for them to even show their strength to resist.
It wasn't until this moment that everyone truly realized the terrible gap.
Everyone gritted their teeth and resisted the pressure with almost all their strength, but they still couldn't help but kneel down.
At this moment, a bright nine-color stream of light lit up between the sky and the earth.
Cutting through the sky, almost reaching the extreme.
The next moment, Lord Moro's chest collapsed, blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and he flew backwards.
And a young figure stood in the void.
He stared coldly at Shi Tianjun who was riding the giant beast, stroking his slender fingers.
"Everyone is asking what the dog is barking at."
"No bastard is worthy of being surrendered by the leader of this alliance..."