"Little cubs, I'm back," although the voice was weak, the familiar and gentle voice made all the ancestors burst into tears.

All the elders had sore noses and were moved to tears.

"Old leader!"

"We... pay our respects to the old leader!"

From Elder Zhou and other ancestors to all the elders and other disciples, they all knelt down in excitement.

This kneeling represents respect for selflessness and dedication.

Ning Tao was also excited with tears in his eyes. Mr. Mo had suffered too much for them. He had this speculation and idea as early as when he got this soul beast soul bone.

Only when his strength increases greatly can he dare to give it a try.

In fact, his little finger is trembling even now, because he is not 100% sure that if he fails, he will single-handedly send Mr. Mo to hell.

This crime and infamy are huge. Ning Tao can bear these, but he absolutely cannot bear the self-blame. He cannot tolerate sending his elders who have been so kind to him to hell alive, and he will become an inner demon.

But luckily, he was right!

The soul bone exudes brilliant brilliance, twists and turns, is colorful, and is as long as an arm, and Mo Lao's weak soul is nourished within it.

The strength of this soul beast during its lifetime was unimaginable. It was by no means weaker than that dragon. With Mr. Mo's current level, he might even get a great opportunity...

"Haha, okay, let's all get up," Mr. Mo, who was also a little confused about the vicissitudes of life, comforted him softly.

When he decided to become the last sword, he was already prepared to die at any time, but he never expected that he could come back in this way.

It's life... and it's death!

Mr. Zhou's eyes were red, he stretched out his hands tremblingly, and choked with sobs: "Mr. Mo, you have suffered."

"Ha ha……!"

Mo Yuntian's shadow sat cross-legged on his soul bones and let out a happy laugh. These words made all his suffering worth it. Looking back now, those days were really devilish years, and they are definitely unbearable to look back on.

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Without these brats and the belief to protect them, he wouldn't be able to survive for a second.

Looking at the group of little guys in front of him, he nodded with satisfaction. He could understand Zhou Heng's broken arm, Wudang Patriarch's breakthrough made him smile, and everyone's transformation and improvement made him smile from ear to ear.

He turned to look at Ning Tao and said with a satisfied smile: "Little guy, it seems that you are more suitable for this position than me."

The latter smiled bitterly, waved his hand quickly and said: "Mr. Mo, I'm just trying to catch a duck to the shelves, and it's just in time for a good time, so don't hurt me, kid."

"Haha, you are well-deserved, Hongmeng Alliance Leader. Everyone knows it. Look at the scene in front of you. Zhou Heng and I couldn't achieve this in a hundred years of hard work, but it only took you a few months."

"It's amazing, it's amazing," Mr. Mo praised.

Ning Tao smiled bitterly and shook his head, but the latter stared at him and said in surprise: "Yes, now even I can't see through your strength."

"This is really Hongmeng's luck, but it also proves that I am right about my vision!"

Zhou Heng was so excited that he beamed with joy and quickly recounted the recent events one by one, including killing Baqi, fighting armies, destroying aircraft carriers, carrying hydrogen bombs, pacifying the United States, devouring wise men, conquering the Quartet, and other glorious deeds.

Wudang, Shaolin and other ancestors all had proud looks on their faces, this was their leader.

After hearing this, Mr. Mo was so shocked that he couldn't recover for a long time. He opened his jaw and swallowed hard. Everything he wanted to do back then was done by Ning Tao.

In the end, he just said with a wry smile: "You're such a pervert!"

"Ha ha……!"

Ning Tao is actually a bit shy, and being praised by so many people makes King Ning Shen blush.

Miao Jingjing's face was full of happiness, like a little woman in love.

At this moment, Zhou Heng seemed to remember something again and quickly signaled to Old Monster Mo. The latter understood and fired towards the top of the mountain. After a while, he actually brought someone back.

The leader of the God of War team, fight one!

Mo Sheng was also the most promising disciple of Mr. Mo, but he betrayed China for decades.

"Asshole, don't touch me," Mo Sheng's face was livid with anger, but there were no punishment wounds on his body. It seemed that Zhou Heng and the others didn't do anything to him.

"You are a bunch of ants, if you have the guts, let me go. I will beat a dozen of you by myself. When I dominated China, you are nothing, you dare to catch me," Mo Sheng looked around the crowd and cursed angrily.

But when he saw Mr. Mo, he instantly stiffened.

A complicated look flashed in the latter's eyes, and he said calmly: "Why don't you continue scolding? You were very manic just now, and you still have a temper, right?"

Although the words were plain, they revealed a sense of coercion.

Except for Ning Tao, even the Shaolin ancestors felt their chests were suppressed, and they couldn't help but admire Mo Lao's Gongshen creation, which was far beyond their reach.

Old Mo's face turned pale, and he suddenly begged for mercy: "Master, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please forgive me this time, I was just confused for a moment."

"Haha, confused?"

"You have been confused for a long time. For more than twenty years, you still have the nerve to beg me for mercy. Why didn't you refuse when I gave you the chance?"

"Master, I..."

"Don't call me master, you are not worthy. I have never had a disciple as ambitious as you. I have only accepted one disciple in my life, and her name is... Ning Wuyou!" Mr. Mo said firmly with a stern face.

"thump……!"

Mo Sheng knelt down helplessly, his face pale.

As if he had already guessed the outcome, he struggled and roared: "Old man, it's all your fault that I'm here today. You indulged me and loved me, but you gave the leader of the alliance to that bastard Zhou Heng."

"Old guy, I hate you, it was you who hurt me."

"You...you...treason!"

Mo Lao was trembling with anger, his soul shook and almost dissipated, but he simply used his soul bones to exert force in time.

Everyone was so frightened that their eyelids jumped wildly and they broke out in cold sweat.

Ning Tao's face turned cold and he sneered directly at Mo Sheng: "You are really stubborn. Mr. Mo loves you and loves you just like your father. One day, you gave the thing to someone else, but you took advantage of it to hate your father.

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"How can there be such truth in this world? Could it be that the love between father and son for decades is not worth this thing? After losing the leader of the alliance, you actually betrayed your father, betrayed your teacher, betrayed Hongmeng, and betrayed the land that raised you."

"A bastard like you is worse than a pig or a dog!"

Dozens of people looked disgusted.

Mo Sheng's eyes turned red and he roared: "Assholes, God will not let you go, he will save me..." Before he could finish his words, he was knocked unconscious with a palm.

Ning Tao waved his hand coldly and said: "Come here, give him to Li Zhen and the Future Research Institute to see how he integrates spiritual power and genetic technology."

"yes!"

Seeing Mo Sheng being pulled away, Mr. Mo shook his head bitterly. From today on, the path of master and apprentice comes to an end.

After a brief feeling, he was filled with blood and iron, and he solemnly said to Ning Tao: "Boy, what are your next plans?"

Dozens of people were looking forward to seeing it.

Ning Tao smiled slightly, put his hands behind his hands and said calmly: "From now on, Hongmeng will fully conquer the world, sweeping away all demons, demons, monsters, and hostile forces."
Chapter completed!