However, looking at the appearance of the alien god, they were not sure whether the other party was one of their tribesmen. Perhaps it was a mixture of the alien god and the Mohun clan, which gave them a sense of hope, hoping that the other party could take them in and make them
It's no better than stepping into the land of death.
Not everyone wants to die. The surviving Black Soul clan members are the ones begging for surrender. Otherwise, how could they survive.
Those who were willing to die and resisted desperately had already fallen into a pool of blood, and their souls had been swallowed up by all the foreign gods. How could they be spared?
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar Mo Tong in front of them, their eyes were full of prayers. Even if they were slaves and maids, as long as their lives could be spared, that would be a blessing for them.
Haha! You are all stumbling blocks, how can I let you be such a disaster? When the time comes, you will see through my true identity?
At the moment, not only are these tribesmen pitiful, but there is no trace of pity in Mo Tong's heart. For him, the Mo Hun tribe is just a journey he has been on, and the scenery ahead is even more beautiful, and nowhere else is it.
The Mohun clan?
As long as he can be powerful, powerful enough to reach the realm of the Supreme God of the Void, then he can completely create a new Mohun clan with his own hands. Wouldn't it be nice to create a new race from his own hands? Thinking about it makes him unable to restrain himself.
of excitement.
boom
Killing a tribesman with one punch, the tribesmen who once lived together, could even be said to be relatives, were refined and absorbed by Mo Tong.
Such a scene, falling into Yiwei's eyes, made him feel angry in his heart. The poison of a tiger is not enough to eat its seeds. This guy is really not a thing.
But it just so happens that when people do this, he is just fishing in troubled waters. As for the future, haha, evil people will have their own evil. This guy is definitely Wei Yang's favorite, what does it have to do with me? Right now, being strong is the most important thing.
Not only Mo Tong was alone, but the other foreign gods were also rushing forward. Who cares about the old, weak, sick and disabled? Just kill them. These are their treasures to increase their strength. How can they let them go so easily?
As for raising them? Haha, without strength, everything is bullshit. If he is killed by a strong person, or enslaved by a strong person, he will become a slave, so no one will be kind and no one will pity them.
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Ruthlessness, the battle between races, the struggle between worlds, and the struggle for hegemony between void and void, are all just wars of life and death. There is no mercy in war, it is just so cruel, so cold-blooded, and so heartless.
Not everyone is like Wei Yang, who has lived in peace for many years, enjoys a peaceful and stable life, has received a higher education, and has a sincere heart in his heart, willing to believe that the world is beautiful and willing to believe that he can change everything.
A bit silly, but very cute. It is precisely because of Wei Yang's seemingly unrealistic ideas that Chipo, Jiutu and other foreign gods saw the destination they longed for and wanted to create a pure land with him.
The killing continued, but no one could grow as fast as Mo Tong's strength, not even Yiwei.
The body that was originally in the realm of the false god emperor, plus the souls that were originally in the realm of the false god emperor, the speed of refining these souls is definitely unmatched by others. Coupled with the unique compatibility of the Mohun clan, Mo Tong wants to slow down.
It's hard to get down.
The rapid derivation of divine soul power filled his mind, and the divine power in his bloodline was filled with energy. The incomparably huge power made Mo Tong even more excited, and his steps were even more hurried, and no one in his path was spared.
Source Land is only one step away from reaching the center of Source Land. As long as he enters the Mo Palace that he has never been to before, he can control Fang Yuan Land.
When the time comes, these exotic gods will become his supplements and turn into the strength of his body. That's it. There are no variables at all.
Something's wrong, Red Boy, I always feel like he's not Your Majesty.
Let's take a look, and be careful. We have all stepped into the realm of the false god emperor, and our cultivation has reached perfection. Unfortunately, you and I have no cultivation method, and we don't know how to step into the realm of the god emperor, so we can't attack that level. Right now
Although we all have the strength of the False God Emperor, it is difficult for us to compete with the real False God Emperor, so we should be more careful and be ready to leave at all times.
At this point, even if the opponent is not Wei Yang, they still have to move forward. Since they have no cultivation method, they naturally do not need to absorb the soul to attack the level, but their hands are not contaminated by the Mohun clan.
Blood.
Stupid things! Huh, because of the kindness in your hearts, your strength cannot increase. You are afraid of becoming a fish in the hands of others. Although they can kill you, you are really two stupid little guys!!!
Looking at the two people with deep doubts in their brows, Mo Tong kept glancing towards the distance in his eyes, and seemed to be aware of it. The corners of Yiwei's mouth slightly raised, but he was not satisfied with the actions of the two.
, full of ridicule.
It's a pity that this guy really doesn't know that although the two little guys are already pseudo-god emperors, they don't know how to practice. It's not just because of kindness in their hearts.
And since he fit Yiwei's body, killed other foreign gods, obtained their memories, and found the method of cultivation, he naturally could not have thought of such a problem.
However, Yiwei came from the void after all, and he was very close to the two little guys. Although he was full of ridicule in his heart, the worry still made him unable to help but worry about each other.
boom
The door was opened easily. Seeing this scene, no matter how stupid the remaining Mo Hun clan is, they understand that Mo Tong must have something to do with them.
"You, you're not?"
puff
"Humph, it's not what? Just die, maybe you can get eternal life."
Mo Tong's eyes were full of aloofness, looking down on humble creatures. No matter what clan he was, or what Mo Hun clan was, they were not in his heart at the moment. He was him, the one who was about to become the God Emperor!
The last four Mohun clan members in front of the door were all killed instantly by him. At this moment, no one could stop the pace of all the invaders.
And without the slightest hesitation, he stepped into the Mo Palace with one step, and the door slammed shut, making Hong Boy who was following closely behind him dumbfounded.
"Dragon Girl!!!"
Just as the two of them were transmitting messages, they had already arrived at the gate of Mo Palace without any idea.
Just now without paying attention, Dragon Girl was one step ahead of him and followed Mo Tong into the Mo Palace. This scene made him panic immediately. He stretched out his hand and slammed the door, but was unable to open it.
"Don't waste your efforts. This must be the unique way of opening the door of the Mo Hun clan. If you want to open this palace, I'm afraid you will need the help of the Mo Hun clan."
Seeing Hong Haier acting like a madman, Yiwei couldn't help but speak and reminded him.