As soon as he finished speaking, two terrifying Taoist rhymes bombarded Mo Gu's Dao rhymes.

At the same time, two old men appeared in the sky at the same time.

Looking at the two old men, Mo Yang's pupils shrank and murmured in shock:

"Ancestor of the Underworld, Ancestor of the Bone!"

The next moment, two vicissitudes of voice transmission sounded:

"Old guy, let's leave this matter to the younger generations."

"Yes, wouldn't it be nice to drink tea in the courtyard and talk about the future?"

At this time, Mo Gu's face was gloomy and terrifying.

"call!"

After breathing out a deep breath of turbid air, Mo Gu suppressed the displeasure in his heart and said in a deep voice:

"Oh? Are you two trying to start a war with the old Mo tribe?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ethereal figures of the two old men suddenly appeared beside him.

Looking at Mo Gu with a calm face, Ming Zu said lightly:

"Old guy, let's take a look at the matter between the younger generation."

"The future is for these younger generations, and enjoying one's life is what we should do."

After the Mingzu opened his mouth, the Bone Ancestor on the side also said slowly:

"Yes, we will die sooner or later, old guy."

"Some things that the younger generation will bear on their own will also be beneficial to his future."

Upon hearing this, Mo Gu was so angry that he was laughed at the two of them who sang together:

"Haha, the bullshit benefits."

"The two major tribes join forces to deal with the Mo tribe?"

"Okay, I haven't moved my body for a long time."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Gu slowly pinched his somewhat dry palm.

In an instant, countless powers of the great way appeared in it with the surging Dao rhyme.

Seeing this, Ming Zu stared at him with some caution:

"Old guy, this time the juniors of our clan are only targeting Wang Mang."

"As long as you don't interfere, I guarantee that your Mo tribe is safe and sound."

The Bone Clan on the side also nodded slowly and said softly:

"By the way, there is also the matter of me inheriting divine objects."

After hearing the two of them, Mo Gu was in a dilemma for a moment.

If Wang Mang helps to get into evil with the Bone Clan, then the ancient divine essence will definitely not be able to be obtained.

But Wang Mang is the sage son of the Mo clan. If he just stood by and watched, he, Mo Zu, would not be able to say anything.

At this point, Mo Gu's face was full of entanglement.

As if he had seen Mo Gu's difficulties, the Bone Ancestor spoke as if nothing had happened:

"Old guy, if you are worried about your reputation being damaged, we will play with you two old bones."

Hearing this, Mo Gu's eyes flashed and he glanced at the two of them with some suspicion:

"Oh? How do you say this?"

The next moment, the Ming Ancestor and the Bone Ancestor looked at each other and smiled, and sent a voice to Mo Gu:

"Who can know half true and half false?"

"Haha, the three of us pseudo-war..."

After hearing the suggestions of the two, Mo Gu remained silent for a moment and said slowly:

"good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Gu immediately sent a voice to Mo Yang:

"Their target is Wang Mang."

"Just do your best, the ancient essence is the most important thing."

Hearing this, Mo Yang in the sky was stunned.

The next moment, he immediately reacted.

He looked at Mo Gu with some surprise, and Mo Yangmo said:

“Is there some kind of agreement reached?”

“Okay”

"Wang Mang, I'm sorry."

Then, Mo Yang's figure flashed into a stream of light and shot towards the Bone Clan leader.

Although he was a little confused when he looked at the attacking leader Mo Yanggu, he did not sit still and wait for death.

In an instant, countless Taoist rhymes blessing him and rushed towards Mo Yang.

Bang!

As the two collided, a roar that rushed straight into the sky suddenly rang out.

For a moment, the two figures were in a stalemate.

Just when the Bone Clan Chief thought a tough battle was coming, Mo Yang's divine thoughts sounded in his mind:

"Bone Clan Chief, several seniors have already agreed."

"I won't interfere in this matter."

Upon hearing this, the Bone Clan Chief was stunned.

The next moment, his eyes flashed and he said to the leader of the Nether Clan who was watching the battle:

"Captain of the Nether, I will hold Mo Yang back."

"I'll leave that little bastard Wang Mang to you."

After hearing his voice transmission, the leader of the Ming tribe narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"What the hell?"

He looked at the battle with some confusion, and the leader of the Nether smiled thoughtfully.

The next moment, his soul's perception was fully opened.

In just a moment, Wang Mang found his place.

For a moment, a trace of bloodthirsty flashed across his face:

"Ant, I'm here to take your life."

He murmured with a ferocious expression, and his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

At this time, Wang Mang, who was in the bedroom, whispered inexplicably:

"Hmm? Is this going to happen?"

Just now, he clearly noticed a feeling of being peeped out.

After that, there was a palpitations that made him confused.

The next moment, Wang Mang's face changed drastically, and his figure flashed and fled into the distance.

Rumble!

After Wang Mangfei showed up in the courtyard, a roar sounded throughout the sky.

Feeling the power of the great way bursting behind him, Wang Mang cursed without looking back:

"Fuck! What's going on in Mad?"

"Shadow of Dream Chasing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his speed suddenly increased several times.

But even so, the sense of crisis that permeated the heart still did not disappear.

He turned around suspiciously, but the scene in his eyes made his pupils shrink.

I saw that his original residence had completely turned into ruins.

At the same time, a huge Dao rhyme is still exuding its remaining power.

Under the attack of this terrifying Taoist rhyme, his residence soon turned into dust.
To be continued...