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Chapter 1663 Great Earthquake

An emperor of an ancient tribe was killed by Mo Wangchen.

There was silence in the city of Suiyue, and many people were so shocked that they could not speak.

Obviously, at this moment when the relationship between the two human and ancient tribes is extremely tense.

The fall of an emperor's son will undoubtedly trigger a series of events.

The ancient tribe will never give up, and there will definitely be a war in the near future.

However, in the face of the discussions from people all over the city, Mo Wangchen ignored them.

After beheading the emperor's son of the Divine Ape Clan, he took Aotian, Meng Yurou and others back to the Holy Mountain.

"Boy, I heard that you killed an emperor of an ancient tribe?"

Big White Dog was the first one to appear, and he obviously got the news when the incident just happened.

"This man traps Aotian and kills him. It is not a pity to die. You should prepare well during this period and be ready for war at any time." Mo Wangchen said.

The big white dog nodded. At this juncture, Mo Wangchen killed an ancient clan emperor. This matter obviously cannot be resolved so easily. The ancient clan will definitely take action.

"Is there any movement over there from the Dragon Clan?" Mo Wangchen asked again.

Hearing these words, Dabaigou frowned slightly, and after a moment said, "Over there in the virtual world, there seem to be many masters of the Dragon God Clan coming across the realm recently. Some time ago, I could even feel that those Dragon Clan descended into the real world.

Among the masters, many have reached the third level of the Ancient God Realm, but the strange thing is that some of them disappeared after coming to the real world..."

"They went to Tiannan, the lower realm." Mo Wangchen briefly told the big white dog what happened above Tiannan.

Dabaigou couldn't help but be surprised after hearing this, "Twelve dragon masters holding the Holy Weapon of Pagoda?"

"It's just some imitations, not the real Pagoda Saint Soldier." Mo Wangchen said.

"The Dragon Clan's Saint Soldier of Buddha should not be underestimated. If the real Saint Soldier is revealed, I'm afraid you will fall to the lower realm this time." Dabaigou said with a look of lingering fear.

But Mo Wangchen shook his head, "It doesn't matter, the Dragon Clan wants to kill me, but it's not that simple. In addition to the masters who came to Tiannan, how many powerful Dragon Clan are there in the real world now?"

The big white dog frowned, and after a moment of silence he said, "I can't tell, I guess there are many more. It's not just the Dragon Clan, but other ancient tribes in the virtual world, there are also strong ones coming."

"It seems that the ancient tribe is determined to start a war." Mo Wangchen narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Dabaigou couldn't help but remind him, "Boy, don't be too careless. The ancient tribe will definitely be the first batch of creatures born in this world. They existed much earlier than the human race. Their foundation is really powerful. So many ancient tribes are here."

The clan masters are here with us. If we really fight, even if we are protected by the Holy Mountain Formation, we will probably pay a very heavy price."

"You will strengthen the formation a few more times during this period. If the ancient tribe really wants to take action, I will be happy to accompany you. It will also let them know who is the real master in this real world." Mo Wangchen

sneered.

Not to mention that he controls the sacred monument, and in his hand is the Divine Pen of the Immortal Mountain. These are the two most powerful sacred objects in the Sanqing world in ancient times.

Not to mention the Dragon Clan's Saint Soldier of Buddha, even if the Dragon Clan's former divine ancestor comes, he is not helpless to fight against it.

What's more, he still has the Jade Emperor's Holy Seal in his hand, and there is still a former overlord sitting in the holy mountain.

"What is the situation of the Holy Ancestor now?"

Mo Wangchen couldn't help but ask. When he had just returned from the Bodhi Realm, he had already learned that the Jade Emperor had always been in a state of retreat and admiration. Over the years, he had been absorbing the essence from the sacred tablet almost every day.

The divine power seems to be tempered into a physical body.

This kind of thing is not difficult for the Jade Emperor. After all, he is the Lord of Heaven who has been personally ordered by the Master to take charge of the divine monument on his behalf!

The big white dog shook his head, "I don't know much about it. The area in the back mountain has been sealed by him, but I think that if nothing happens, the Holy Emperor should be able to successfully temper a complete body."

"If this is the case, to what level can the Saint Ancestor's strength be restored to?" Mo Wangchen was curious.

Once the Jade Emperor can regain his true form, it will be of great help to him.

Dabaigou shook his head again, "How can I explain these things clearly? Don't ask. Let's first find a way to deal with the events of the ancient tribe in the near future."

After leaving such a sentence, Big White Dog left here directly. If it were just an ancient tribe on this side of the real world, it wouldn't make him take it too seriously, but the virtual world was different. After all, it was an ancient race over there.

The sacred monument has been around for many years. With the ancient clan's strong heritage, who can know how far they have developed over the years.

If they all press towards the Holy Mountain and the formation cannot protect them, it will be a very terrible thing.

He had to spend all his time strengthening the formation.

"The body of the God King has not left. It is still in the Three Pure Realms. It appeared in the City of Time and killed the emperor's son of the God Ape Clan!"

Such a news spread at an astonishing speed not long after Mo Wangchen returned to the Holy Mountain.

Many human beings couldn't help but get a little excited after hearing the news about their strength.

At a time when the relationship between the two human and ancient races is extremely tense, the appearance of Mo Wangchen undoubtedly made the human race feel more at ease.

After all, this is a person who can kill even the Fire God Emperor, and he is truly comparable to the kings.

Moreover, he possesses the physique of the God King of the Ji family, and is destined to shoulder the great responsibility of leading the human race against the ancient race.

"We, the divine apes, must conquer the Holy Mountain and we will never give up!"

On that day, an earth-shattering sound reverberated in a deep mountain in the real world, almost spreading throughout an area of ​​thousands of miles.

That was the roar from the Divine Ape King. His parents and children were beheaded and died in the hands of Mo Wangchen. How could the Divine Ape King not avenge his blood?

"The body of the God King has been a serious problem for our ancient tribe since ancient times. If I don't get rid of this son, I will be ashamed of our ancestors. We, the Peng tribe, are willing to help the divine ape tribe!" A powerful man from the Peng tribe said,

Directly stated the position.

"Don't forget to kill the twelve masters of the third level of the divine realm of my Dragon Clan. This hatred is irreconcilable. Today, I, the emperor, swear that if I don't step on the holy mountain, I will never enter a state of adversity in this life!"

And on the same day, in a cold swamp, the voice of the Dragon Emperor also spread out, causing the world to be completely shocked.

Whether it is the Divine Ape Clan, the Peng Clan, or the Dragon Clan, they are all one of the most powerful ancient clans. Now they have announced that they will level the Holy Mountain. This will be the most powerful ancient clan in ancient times.

The most intense war is about to break out between the two clans!

"Come on, everyone, Dragon Clan or Peng Clan, this time, I will settle all the grudges from the past!"

Mo Wangchen sat cross-legged on the holy mountain, meditating on the Immortal Sutra of Creation. His voice was not loud, but it seemed to carry an inexplicable power, which was clearly transmitted to the ears of every cultivator in the Immortality Domain.


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