He yelled all over, his face full of horror.

His face was as pale as paper.

"Wow!"

When the ring flew to the old man in blue, it was directly controlled by an invisible force and suspended in the air.

The ring trembled and seemed to be stunned.

This is not in line with the routine...

Then, it became furious and roared: "Baby, you dare to betray me!"

A series of dark demonic auras spread out, thousands of threads turned into a huge demonic shadow in the air, and was about to slap it.

"presumptuous!!"

The old man in blue snorted coldly, and a vast pressure swept out. Suddenly, it was like space frozen, and the demon shadow was frozen in the air.

When Mo Zheng saw this, his face turned pale.

He pointed to the demon shadow and shouted with lingering fear: "Old ancestor, this ring is called the Black Sky Demon Ring. I have long suspected that there is a remnant soul of a big demon living inside. Please suppress it!"

Yes, the Black Sky Ring!

At that time, he was in the Heavenly Prison. Although the old devil changed his words quickly and said that he was the Black Heavenly Divine Ring, he actually heard it.

I just didn't dare to show it at that time.

Because at that time, he and grandpa would have to break up with this old devil, not only would he have to be done, but even grandpa would have to suffer...

So I have been cooperating with the devil before.

Now he is no longer afraid, his ancestors are present!

This old devil was at most a demigod when he was alive, not to mention that he had died long ago, with only the residual soul left, and the ancestor was a living demigod!

"Who is the evil spirit that dares to scatter in the holy land of all dharmas!"

The old man in blue frowned and made a gesture with his right hand. Suddenly, the dazzling golden light seemed to be about to illuminate the world, covering the dark demon shadow.

"Bold monster, I want your true colors to be revealed!"

"Showing!!"

With a deafening scolding, the demonic energy around the demon shadow collapsed instantly, revealing a faint shadow, as if it was an old man.

"Old guy, you and I have no grudges and no grudges, why should we kill them all!"

The shadow sounded fierce and boundless resentment.

"Hmph, you bewitched my juniors and have bad plans. How can I tolerate you?"

The old man in blue shirt showed a killing intent, and he grabbed his right hand hard, as if his head was endless sword light condensed, instantly killing the shadow billions of times!

"Puff, puff, puff..."

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The shadow was broken and recovered, and continued to cycle.

But this recovery is depleted. After a few breaths, it finally couldn't resist it. After making a shrill scream, it disappeared.

"I curse you!!"

The sound echoed and kept hearing.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In an instant, several huge divine thoughts came and hovered over the valley.

"Brother Mo, what happened?"

"Is it okay?"

This is the other demigod ancestors in the Holy Land of All Dharmas being asked.

"It's okay, it's just a devil's thought, it's solved." The old man in green smiled and said, with a calm and gentle breeze.

Upon hearing this, those divine thoughts faded away.

"Wow!"

The old man in blue clothes made a move with his right hand, and the black ring fell into his hand, his eyebrows glowed, and the fiery demigod thoughts entered the ring.

After seeing the scene in the ring clearly.

His pupils suddenly shrank!

Then, his whole body trembled slightly, and an uncontrollable look of excitement appeared in Gu Jing Wubo's eyes.

"This...this..."

The treasures in this ring are not just piled up like mountains?

There are countless elixirs, spiritual herbs, secret books, weapons, and even many treasures of the demigod level, and a few things that even he dreams of!

"This is probably emptying a holy land..."

He took a deep breath, his eyes flashed, and he had some guesses in his heart.

This residual soul is probably the ancestor of a holy land of the ancient demon.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the demons rose and the way of the demons disappeared. At that time, the way of the demons was extremely prosperous, and countless terrifying demons were born, and the entire world was shrouded in darkness.

Later, it seemed that it had experienced a great disaster in the world.

No one knows what happened.

After that, the once prosperous demonic path began to decline, becoming a rat crossing the street that everyone shouted and beaten, and the righteous path began to prosper...

Now, the holy lands of righteous paths stand, suppressing the world!

"Old ancestor, this is..."

Mo Yuan showed his expression of wanting to speak but stopping.

He is a personal genius.

From the look of the ancestor, he naturally knew that there was a huge treasure in the ring, so he was wondering... could he get some benefits for his grandson.

After all, the ring was taken out by his grandson.

As an ancestor, you shouldn’t be greedy for the cheapness of your descendants... At least, if you eat meat, you should give us some soup...

"Well, there is a big secret in this ring."

The old man in blue clothes gradually calmed down and he said seriously: "But this kind of secret is not something you can contact, so it's better not to ask about it."

Then, he changed his mind.

A smile appeared on the old-fashioned face: "This little guy Mo Zheng is very smart. This time he has made a great contribution. I want to reward him well!"

"The bloodline of the God of Martial Arts must be awakened."

"In addition, I will personally teach him several powerful magical powers, and then use the treasured body-refining magical objects to refine an invincible body for him!"

This time, I really have to spend a lot of money.

There is no way, you eat people with a weak mouth and have short hands.

The benefits he got this time were amazing. If he could eat alone, he would naturally make a fortune in silence. If he was discovered by other ancestors... it would also double the sect's foundation!

"Thank you for your ancestors, thank you for your ancestors!"

"Old ancestors are full of blessings!"

When Mo Yuan heard this, he was filled with joy and pulled Mo Zheng to kneel on the ground again, kowtowing hard.

It's enough to have the words of our ancestors.

As for wanting to get the black ring back... this kind of idea cannot be achieved. If there is, it is a search for death.

"Well, you go down. Mo Zheng will stay here during the next period of time and follow me to practice." The old man in green shirt waved to Mo Yuan and said.

"Yes, yes, thank you for your ancestors!"

Mo Yuan smiled and got up from the ground, saying to Mo Zheng: "Zheng'er, follow the ancestors to practice well. This is your great opportunity."

"Yes, grandpa."

Mo Zheng said obediently.

"Old ancestor, grandson has surrendered."

Mo Yuan and Monkey saluted respectfully and then walked out of the valley.

The old man in blue shirt finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his back disappear.

That feeling is like a lollipop that deceived someone’s children. In front of adults, I always feel a little inappropriate and awkward.

"Finally leave..."

A smile appeared on his face and he was about to put away the black ring.
To be continued...