"Mr. Mo."

"roll."

Mo Qingkuang had no good expression on the face of Zhan Guxing, who had accumulated power in the gods for a long time. If he hadn't been able to beat this fat man, Mo Qingkuang would have wished he could just press this guy to the ground and beat him up.

I am Mo Qingkuang, the descendant of Emperor Donghua and the leader of the ten prestiges in the Heavenly Court.

Over the years, many years have passed through the battlefields of gods and demons. Even if you look at the whole world, who dared to curse me in front of you before?

But this time, not only did he set a precedent, but he didn't even have the chance to speak.

"Young Master Mo, please calm down."

"roll."

"Don't be frivolous, you,,,,,,,"

"roll."

The fat man in front of him, Mo Qingkuang felt extremely annoying even when he saw him.

What kind of thing is you? You can do such an excessive thing. I am a decent descendant of the gods. When did you suffer such grievances?

The key is that I will admit it after being wronged. Why are you still pestering me?

Originally, these messy things had nothing to do with me, and I was scolded so much that I just had an idea for you. Do you have no guilt in your heart and still have the face to pester me?

What kind of evil did I do in my previous life? I didn’t even have to meet Wei Tiange before, but now I’m actually trying to find a more unlimited battle with the Lonely World?

Are you worthy of your reputation in the battlefield of gods and demons with such a big name and doing such nonsense?

"Young Master Mo, I came to find you because I really don't know how to deal with the follow-up." Zhan Guxing looked helpless: "You have also seen that the veterans in the army are already aggressive and may have the possibility of going to war with the human race at any time. If both sides really want to start a war, with the current situation of the gods, they may not be able to get a little bit of the advantage."

"Get out of here." Mo Qingkuang was furious: "Are you going to take the blame again? I've been fooled by you once, and you really treat me as a fool? You also know the current situation of the gods. Why don't you even dare to let go of your fart when the soldiers asked for battle? When you get here, what kind of demon do you want to be? Anyway, the deadline for our Tianting Ten Show on the battlefield of gods and demons is already enough, and you can withdraw at any time."

"Mo Qingkuang, don't go too far." Zhan Guxing's voice suddenly exploded.

"Overything, isn't you too much?" Mo Qingkuang's face turned dark: "Does the gods have been acting like a second uncle over the years in the battlefield of gods and demons? I want to ask, who has brought them such great confidence? Is it because the gods are already invincible in the eyes of those soldiers. Now the four armies are moving at the same time, and they are still arrogant one by one. Those who don't know that they have wiped out the other four tribes and have become the only existence on the battlefield of gods and demons. If this continues, the soldiers will not know that they are powerful. Maybe they will go out and cause trouble that day. I will see how you end it."

"I,,,,,,"

Zhan Guxing's face turned dark, but he couldn't say a word at all.

It was only then that Zhan Guxing suddenly realized how difficult it was to Wei Tiange in the past. Why did Wei Tiange get angry often? This was completely fucked by these bastards!

What a kind person I am. I was actually furious by these guys.

Mo Qingkuang's eyes were even more angry: "Actually, you should know that no matter how strong the gods are now, they cannot face the attacks of the four tribes at the same time. The gods are not sure that they can protect themselves. If they really want to go to war with all tribes in full swing, I am sure that it won't take too long for the entire gods to be defeated."

Zhan Guxing's face turned pale and his black face was full of surprise.

I don’t know these things!

The gods are indeed awesome now. They are far superior to all races in their power and strength, and have become the overlords on the battlefield of gods and demons. However, no matter how strong the gods are, they do not exceed the total strength of other races. The single-to-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-single-

However, I knew that the generals below had long been stunned by the victory of the gods over the years and did not realize the danger of the gods.

Even at this time, the soldiers still looked at all ethnic groups with the same attitude as before.

Even if Zhan Guxing asked himself how much he had some cultivation, he could not help but be so angry that he was almost mad at such a situation.

"Actually, as a soldier, the most important thing is to have self-knowledge and judge the situation." Mo Qingkuang's face became more and more gloomy: "The current gods are so arrogant. This is not just on the battlefield of gods and demons. Even in the heavenly court, or even among the entire gods, there are still a few soldiers who can look at their opponents in a straight face? When the Shenwu Alliance was in the day, the strength of the gods was far above the human race, and everyone had a substitute talisman, but they were eventually beaten and fled in panic. In the end, they were almost wiped out by the demons and demons. If the gods didn't even have the mentality of facing the opponent, then that was not that meaningful. I wouldn't accompany you anyway. Anyway, I would play whatever you like."

"this,,,,,,"

Zhan Guxing felt the pressure was getting bigger and bigger.

What's going on with you? Even Mo Qingkuang is going to be angry.

However, what Mo Qingkuang said is not without any reason.

As a commander of the army, I naturally know the importance of everything Mo Qingqiu said.

A arrogant soldier will be defeated. This is a famous military quotation since ancient times.

Facing your opponent is respecting your opponent and respecting yourself.

When the two armies face off, the most taboo thing is to be arrogant.

If you don’t even have the mentality of facing your opponent, it will only make your situation more passive,,,,,

"The human race's surprise attack is an extremely dangerous signal, and it is even expressing the human race's attitude and position to the other three armies." Mo Qingkuang shook his head and sneered: "I still know what kind of person Yang Wenjun is. If there is no backup plan, how could he move easily? If the gods' army is dispatched now, I don't know whether it can encounter something more evil than the demon race, but if you want to gain an advantage in Yang Wenjun's hands, I'm afraid this idea is a bit too naive!"

Zhan Guxing's face turned dark and his eyes were full of surprise.

"You don't believe it, but you should know what kind of virtue Yang Wenjun is. "Mo Qingkuang's face is disdainful: "It's almost a year. Have you dealt with Yang Wenjun less? When is Yang Wenjun the time to suffer a little loss?"

"I,,,,,,"

Zhan Guxing couldn't help but feel shocked, but he always felt something was wrong there,,,,,,

"Boy, kowtow, seventy-two kowtows."

The man in Mai laughed: "You have to know that I don't know how many creatures cried and shouted to kowtow to this emperor, but I didn't even look at them with a glance."

Zhuo Junlin, who was kneeling in front of the man in Ma, couldn't help but turn dark.

Before, you only asked me to kneel down, why did you kowtow after kneeling down?

And, it's still seventy-two knots?

Is it still important to kowtow? Will you be more face-saving if you kowtow a few more?

Besides, until now, I don’t know who I am kowtowing. Even if I ask me to kowtow, you should at least tell me who you are. Do you deserve it? I will kowtow to you!

As if he saw through Zhuo Junlin's thoughts, the man in Ma's eyes was full of helplessness: "After so many years, there shouldn't be many creatures in the world who can still know the name of this emperor. Even if this emperor tells you the name, you may not be able to know it."

"I,,,,,,,," Zhuo Junlin couldn't help but be speechless.

At this time, Zhuo Junlin felt extremely depressed. Although the person in front of him likes to brag, what he said is not unreasonable.

After all, time is the best forgetting.

Even an old monster like Mo Youming couldn't recognize this man in Ma. With his own experience, even some earth-shaking powerful creatures were once powerful, he might not have even heard of them.

"My name is Xuanyuan, and my name is the Emperor of Humanity."

When talking about these eight words, each of them seemed like a thunder sound, stirring the whole world.

These eight words were like a heavy hammer that hit the entire world hard. Even if it was just eight words, it was already surging the sea of ​​blood.

However, this is still the case where the man in Mai did not deliberately expose his own cultivation.

Xuanyuan, one of the greatest surnames of the human race!

Xuanyuan once overshadowed the surname of an era.

Xuanyuan, a surname that has never been destroyed in the long river of time.

Although eight words were said, there were only four important ones.

Xuanyuan.

Human Emperor.

These four words seem to carry some special magic power. Even if you just spit out a surname, it seems to be enough to make all living beings in the world tremble.

"Human Emperor Xuanyuan."

Zhuo Junlin's eyes were open, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Even at this time, Zhuo Junlin's eyes were full of heat.

This is the Human Emperor Xuanyuan, one of the most powerful ancestors of the human race.

Even the current human king is also the descendants of the human emperor Xuanyuan for countless generations.

No wonder this man in Maomao had such a tone that even an old monster like Mo Youming would be called a little bastard. In fact, Mo Youming was not even an egg in front of the Human Emperor Xuanyuan.

The Human Emperor Xuanyuan is the Human Emperor, one of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the Human Clan, and one of the oldest and most powerful practitioners in the world. Even among the entire human clan, the Human Emperor is the most powerful man who fought with foreign clans and killed the most. Any creature who dared to bully the human clan has been targeted by the Human Emperor.

"Do you know this emperor?" The man in Ma was stunned.

"Time can pass, inheritance is immortal, and spirit is endless." Zhuo Junlin smiled silly: "The inheritance of the human race is passed down by word of mouth by word of the human race, and is written by the human race, just to remember the heroes of the human race. No matter how long it has passed, the spirit will never be destroyed, and the inheritance will always exist."

After Zhuo Junlin said this, he respectfully knelt on the man in mahjong and kowtowed seventy-two times in a row.

At this time, Zhuo Junlin was extremely pious.

All the past thoughts were put away at this time.

Some are just respect.

"No, not bad, I have already had such experience at such a young age." The man in Mai laughed: "However, these seventy-two heads were not for this emperor alone, but for the seventy-two ancient sages of our human race. Each of them can bear your worship."

The eyes of the man in Ma were filled with silence, as if it was painful.

Even a powerful man like the Human Emperor, the emotions between his eyes are so helpless.

Zhuo Junlin couldn't help but shocked.

The seventy-two ancient sages of the human race?

Apart from the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors and the Nine Great War Gods, even in the secret scriptures left by the human race, there has never been any record of the seventy-two ancient sages of the human race.
To be continued...