Chapter 996: Patriarch of the Mo Family

Seeing that Mo Qingyue was killed by Su Feiying, the eldest son's wife couldn't help being frightened. This bitch has become so powerful now?

This made her press the idea of ​​doing it herself. After all, Mo Qingyue would die if she stepped forward, and she would definitely die if she stepped forward in person.

Now, even if she doesn't do anything, someone will come to deal with that bitch. You must know that this is the mansion of the Mo family in Nanling, and the ancestor of the Mo family has been in a state of hidden cultivation.

Now that Su Feiying killed Mo Qingyue, it was tantamount to forging a great enmity with the Mo family. Even if Mo Jiuge came back immediately, it would be impossible to change the final result of this woman being killed by the ancestor of the Mo family.

"Hmph, I don't know the details of the Mo family, so I came here to play wild, and the time of death is coming!"

The eldest son's wife sneered.

When she heard a roar from the center of Mo's mansion, the eldest son's wife knew that Su Feiying's life was already in the old man's hands.

There is no need for her to do it herself, she just needs to watch the show from the sidelines.

Now that Mo Qingyue is killed, the head of the family, Mo Zhenshan, may give her some of the treasures brought back from the legendary tomb. After all, she is also Mo Jiuge's first wife...

Soon, following that roar, an old man in a gray robe appeared from the center of the Mo family's mansion, flying into the sky!

A burst of violent true energy emanated from the old man, and spread to the surroundings in an instant, covering the entire Mo family mansion, as if announcing that the ancestor of the Mo family had come out of the mountain.

Concubine Su Ying flew in the air, a pair of pure white Pegasus wings fluttering gently, facing the appearance of the ancestor of the Mo family, she had no intention of shrinking back.

She raised her head and looked at the ancestor of the Mo family, only to see that this was an old man who looked somewhat similar to Mo Zhenshan, with profound cultivation, only a little bit short of reaching the three hundred years of cultivation.

This is the strongest existence within the scope of Nanling!

Nanling is the strongest, this identity brought extremely strong self-confidence to the patriarch of the Mo family, and when he glanced at Su Feiying, a trace of contempt flashed across his face.

Although this woman was admired by his grandson Mo Jiuge, and she killed Mo Qingyue, who had been cultivated for 130 years with a cultivation base of 120 years, she seemed unusual.

But in front of his 300-year-old Mo family patriarch, that's all. Anyone who dares to offend their Nanling Mo family will have only one end, and that is death.

"Little girl, you are dying."

The patriarch of the Mo family looked at Su Feiying contemptuously, flew forward, and was suspended in the air a hundred meters away from her, enveloping Su Feiying with a powerful aura.

"Yeah?"

Su Feiying was unmoved, and asked indifferently.

"Why, don't you have any help?"

Seeing Su Feiying's expression, the patriarch of the Mo family couldn't help being suspicious, but then he snorted coldly: "Even if there are some rescuers, so what? My Nanling Mo family is not a guy like you. A place where you can go. Suffer death!"

Now that the ancestors of the Mo family have guesses that may cause extra problems, of course they will not waste any more time.

The true energy in his whole body began to condense in his hands, and the immortal technique inherited by the Mo family was about to be displayed.

In the various parts of the Mo family's mansion in Nanling, all the Mo family's children with low cultivation base looked yearningly at the two people flying in the sky facing each other, with great longing in their hearts.

As long as the cultivation base is sufficient, one can fly freely in the air. How tempting is this?

In this world, only those with strong cultivation can gain the respect of others, otherwise they will be just one of the vast number of sentient beings after all.

But no one noticed that there was a young man in a black shirt sitting leisurely in the meeting room of Mo's mansion.

This young man is Ye Feng.

At this time, Ye Feng had already silently beheaded a dozen or so guys in the entire Mo family's mansion for about two hundred years, and now, he was facing Mo Rong, the chief steward of the Mo family in Nanling in the meeting hall.

"You are the big housekeeper of the Mo family, and you don't know where the Mo family stores their treasures? How absurd!"

Ye Feng looked at the big butler Mo Rong in front of him, and said with contempt in his eyes: "I'm sorry, I can only put you..."

"etc!"

A thought flashed in the head of the housekeeper, Mo Rong, and he yelled out loudly, then lowered his head unwillingly: "If you can really solve the ancestor of the Mo family, even if I, Mo Rong, take you to the storage room of the Mo family, then I will let you go!" how?"

Right now, his cultivation was completely suppressed by Ye Feng, and he didn't dare to move at all.

Based on his feeling, Chief Steward Mo Rong knew that although Ye Feng only had one hundred and sixty years of cultivation, his real strength was unfathomable. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to have two hundred and thirty years of cultivation. Rong was suppressed.

Under such circumstances, if he resisted or tried to notify the ancestors of the Mo family in the sky, he would definitely end up dead.

The only way to survive is to agree to Ye Feng and take him to the place where the Mo family in Nanling stores the treasures of heaven and earth.

No matter what he really thinks now, saving his life is definitely the top priority. Of course, this Mo Rong didn't really believe that Ye Feng could take care of the ancestor of the Mo family.

After all, the gap in cultivation between the two sides is really too big.

But after Ye Feng heard his words, a private and deep smile appeared on his face, and then he took out a longbow with five colors from his bosom.

As soon as he felt the aura of this colorful dragon bow, the chief steward Mo Rong's expression changed immediately.

This longbow seems to be a magic weapon of very high quality!

As for the quality level, Mo Rong is not sure, because he has never seen a magic weapon of the fairy level in his life.

After Ye Feng took out the five-colored dragon bow, he immediately bent the bow and set an arrow, and aimed it at the ceiling in the meeting hall, as if he was about to condense an arrow and shoot it out.

What is this kid going to do?

The chief steward, Mo Rong, was a little puzzled. No matter what level of magic weapon, if Ye Feng wanted to kill the ancestor of the Mo family, he couldn't shoot arrows through buildings like this, right?

The Mo family mansion is protected by a solid array, no matter how powerful his arrow is, it will lose some power because it is blocked by buildings.

At that time, it is not certain whether the ancestor of the Mo family can be killed!

Of course he didn't know that the five-colored dragon bow possessed powerful earth-level space power, as long as the arrows fired were locked by Ye Feng's consciousness, they would be able to break through the space and shoot through without being blocked by this building.

Soon, Ye Feng condensed the true energy in his whole body, and condensed a colorful arrow on the colorful dragon bow.

When this arrow was condensed, the butler Mo Rong immediately felt a sense of danger, and a creepy breath rose in his chest.

This arrow seems extremely terrifying!