Hearing Mo Wangchen's words, Tang Yongming's face turned even paler.
He did take action against Mo Wangchen outside the ancient ruins before.
Although the Divine King's physical body was unparalleled and even the Heavenly Dragon Divine Body was suppressed, this only represented Mo Wangchen's potential, not his strength.
However, what Tang Yongming never expected was that the cave in the ruins actually suppressed his cultivation.
What a coincidence, I met him here!
"You...what do you want?"
He gritted his teeth, his face was very ugly, and his eyes were filled with unwillingness. How could Tang Yongming feel so good when he was defeated by a person whose cultivation level was much lower than his own?
"What do you think?"
Mo Wangchen came closer, he squinted his eyes, and a cold light flashed across his eyes.
"I am the son of the Holy Master of the Tang family. Mo Wangchen, killing me will do you no good!"
Feeling the murderous intent in his eyes, Tang Yongming panicked, but his tone was extremely tough. He gritted his teeth and continued, "Unlike Zhou Jing, I am a genius truly comparable to the Holy Son. If you kill me, the Tang family will definitely not
Let me go!"
"Are you threatening me?" Mo Wangchen sneered and looked at the other party, "You were also present when I killed Zhou Jing in the past, but you forgot so quickly that he had said similar words to you?"
Hearing this, Tang Yongming was silent and looked very ugly. Although his tone was tough, everyone could see that he meant to beg for mercy from Mo Wangchen again.
Especially at this moment, there were the Holy Son of Heaven and others present, which made Tang Yongming feel even more humiliated.
"You are indeed right. Killing you would be tantamount to completely angering the Tang family. I heard that your father is a demigod..."
"However, it is not that simple to let you go. The Guwutang family is inherited from ancient times and has a strong foundation. I wonder if they will be willing to use anything to redeem you if you fall into my hands.
Going back?"
Mo Wangchen's first words made Tang Yongming suddenly happy, but what he said next gave Tang Yongming a bad premonition, "What do you want to do?"
"Whoosh!"
Ignoring Tang Yongming's reaction, Mo Wangchen took out the Qiankun bag that had not been used for a long time in his hand, and a huge suction force directly sucked Tang Yongming into it.
Behind him, when the Holy Son of Heaven and others saw this, their expressions changed, and they secretly thought something was wrong.
Mo Wangchen's speed was so fast that even if they wanted to run, they would have trouble escaping from each other's clutches.
"Brother Mo, our Tianji Mansion and you are on the same page as each other..."
Seeing Mo Wangchen turning around and walking towards him with an evil smile on his face, Holy Son Tianji felt a little scared inside.
"Originally, yes, but since you attacked me just now, you have committed a crime."
After Mo Wangchen finished speaking, the Qiankun Bag immediately enveloped it, and in the blink of an eye, the Holy Son of Heavenly Secret was also caught in it.
"And none of you can escape. If you want to be saved, let the elders in your family use the power of wilderness to redeem people." Mo Wangchen said nothing, the Qiankun Bag floated into the air, and the huge suction force once again sucked the remaining ones away.
The three of them took it in.
After doing all this, Mo Wangchen put the Qiankun Bag into his arms.
He looked at the Desolate Stone in his hand, his eyes flashing, and then he took out the Futian Bow.
"Buzz buzz!"
Futian's bow trembled, as if it was spiritual, and he was very excited.
Without waiting for Mo Wangchen to make any move, it floated into the air on its own initiative. From the Desolate Stone, the majestic power of Desolation poured out, and was completely snatched away by Futian Bow.
"Buzz buzz!"
Mo Wangchen watched this scene happen quietly, and he carefully observed the changes of Futian Gong.
When the power of desolation in the desolate stone was completely lost, and finally turned into an ordinary stone, Mo Wangchen crushed it with just a pinch.
At this moment, some of the rust that was originally attached to the Futian Bow had already fallen off, glowing with a faint glow. Some of the minor cracks on the bow were also repaired at this moment.
But despite this, the Futian Bow still looks 'scarred' as a whole, with the biggest crack in the middle. To completely repair it, I'm afraid it will require endless energy.
Although it was a pity, Mo Wangchen was not discouraged. He looked into the depths of the cave. There must be a lot of desolate power in it.
With this thought in mind, Mo Wangchen moved forward again. The cave seemed endless. It had been at least an hour since he entered. There were more and more forks, and he didn't know where the end was.
"Huh?"
After walking for nearly two hours, Mo Wangchen seemed to notice that there was no longer a fork ahead, but only one road. However, what puzzled him was that the further he went, the rock wall on the side appeared.
, that is, more and more bifurcations appear.
These forks are not the way forward. According to Mo Wangchen's guess, these are probably the forks he encountered before, leading here.
"Are all forks connected? In fact, no matter which fork I choose before, they all lead to the same direction in the end?"
This idea came to Mo Wangchen's mind, and he carefully looked at the rock walls around him.
"These rock walls must have been dug out in ancient times. Could it be that Dayan Immortal Palace found out that there was a desolate stone here, so it asked someone to dig it?"
Thinking like this, Mo Wangchen continued to move forward, and more and more forks were connected on the rock wall on the side. Soon, he found a fork in front of him, as if someone had just walked through it not long ago.
"really!"
This discovery confirmed Mo Wangchen's idea that these crossroads were actually connected.
"Huh? Is there anyone?"
After walking for another quarter of an hour, Mo Wangchen heard some noises ahead again, and he quietly approached.
Finally, it was discovered that there was a secret room on the rock wall not far ahead.
At this moment, there are seven figures in the secret room. There are four geniuses from the younger generation, and the remaining three are all masters from the older generation.
The secret room is not big and can only accommodate twenty or thirty people at most. At this moment, the seven people are gathering together, seeming to be studying something.
"Ancient bronze coffin?"
Mo Wangchen was surprised that there was a coffin in the secret room. The lid of the coffin had not been opened, and no one knew what was inside.
"Who?!"
An old man squatted in front of a stone tablet next to the ancient coffin. He suddenly turned his gaze to the outside of the secret room and spoke in a deep voice.
Everyone couldn't help but look shocked and turned to look.
"Sneaky, come out quickly, otherwise don't blame us for taking action." An old man shouted coldly. This was the elder of a certain ancient martial arts family. At this moment, he had obviously discovered the clues.
Mo Wangchen smiled bitterly, never expecting that these old men could still be so sharp even if their cultivation was suppressed.
"It's me."
He shook his head helplessly and walked out immediately.