Chapter 977 King Mo Wakes Up

The rotten roots went straight to the demon ancestor, and at the same time, the broken finger bones also flew towards the young ancestor.

"You are seeking your own death by doing all this!"

The rotten roots instantly sank into the demon ancestor's body. Her face became hideous, and her voice was filled with overwhelming hatred.

The rotten roots entered the body and burned the origin. Her few remaining vitality would be completely cut off.

The next moment, the broken finger bone exploded and also entered the body of the young ancestor.

In the dense death aura, there was also a vitality that gradually spread. It was the only remaining ancestor origin in the broken bone.

As the broken bones disappeared in the body, spots of light appeared in the transparent figure of the young ancestor, as if blood, bones, muscles and tendons were formed...

This is a kind of extreme sublimation. A ancestor who has suppressed the ages, relying on a trace of regret, is blooming the last brilliance...

"Endless life!" The demon ancestor shouted.

Endless vines grew rapidly from the throne under her feet, and each one was as powerful as a god!

Hundreds and thousands of them formed a huge net that enveloped the ancestor spirit.

"Endless life!"

The ancestor spirit young man chanted calmly, and countless palm shadows also slapped the sky!

Boom!

Boom!

...

At this moment, Zhao Yin's already numb heart beat wildly again.

He clearly felt that the underground tremor was getting stronger.

"That immortal is trustworthy, but he doesn't seem to be that powerful. What if he missed something... wouldn't I be in danger?"

"I have persisted for more than a month. I have done what I should do. A month of adventure can be regarded as repaying his kindness!"

At this moment, Zhao Yin felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

Even if the two terrifying existences leaked a trace of murderous aura at will, he could not bear it.

At this moment, he even felt the extremely strong murderous intention in the underground.

Gradually, his ancestor's soul was also trembling, as if forming a resonance...

It was as if a voice was echoing in his heart.

Let him go underground to participate in the war...

This was the call of blood, and had nothing to do with the ancestor. It was an impulse that naturally arose in Zhao Yin's heart...

Just like a passionate young man, witnessing others wielding a butcher knife against their blood relatives... a feeling of rage!

At this moment, this impulse became stronger and stronger in Zhao Yin's heart.

He could hardly control his heart.

"I can't do it...I, Zhao Yin, only live for myself in this life!"

Zhao Yin bit his tongue.

The stinging pain made him sober for a short time.

"I have paid back his kindness!"

The next moment, Zhao Yin waved his hand, put away the five beasts and the corpse demon Zhang Jie in front of him, and the next moment, he returned to the core of the world.

Didn't dare to stay for a moment.

Finally, there was no more shock, and Zhao Yin finally woke up completely...

...

Zhao Yin didn't notice that just when the teleportation power was turned on.

The World Core and Blue Plants The world, only a thin layer of world barriers remained.

A trace of the breath of the young man of the ancient spirit spread to the core of the world...

At this moment, outside the barrier of the world core, in the void, on the huge phantom of the heart...

The phantom of the old man full of death breath, his eyelids trembled, and then slowly opened.

His dim eyes were cast towards the core of the world, taking in everything there.

The next moment, King Mo's eyes brightened a little.

He saw the clone of the ancient spirit, and his life breath changed again.

"The disciple is better than the master!" The old man muttered silently.

Even he, for some reason, could still wake up and mutter such a sentence.

The old man had never heard of those eight words in his life, but at this moment, he inexplicably understood a lot.

It seemed that the information came from the dark, and it seemed to come from himself, more like the phantom of the heart under Laozi's seat.

The old man moved his body, as if he wanted to get up...

But he found that this body seemed to be dead...

It was extremely difficult for him to move even one finger.

The heart shadow that he relied on for survival for millions of years also lost all vitality...

At this moment, the old man's will was clear, but he seemed to be a person who had died many years ago. Looking at the nothingness, it seemed that there was no trace of him in the heavens and the world...

"After I left, the human race has been in sorrow for millions of years, and it has never diminished. Now it is on the verge of extinction."

"I am unwilling...!"

"My human race should not be exterminated like this, and I will not be able to rest in peace even if I die!"

With reluctance, he used a time shadow to forcibly give birth to his former will.

Struggling to hold on for millions of years...

"Is there still no way?"

"Ancestors of the human race, you are so great, why didn't you leave a way out for our human race?"

"Ancestors, even I, Xiao Mo, can cross millions of years, why don't the ancestors have a trace of remains to show up in the world?"

"What kind of suffering have you... experienced? Have you given up on your descendants?"

The old man looked at the void and asked silently. The void was empty, without sound, without image...

The old man slowly lowered his head and looked at the only thing left in his hand.

It was a ball of black gas, once given by his best friend, Prince Zhu, on his deathbed.

Zhao Yin's corpse demon clone awakened the curse ability by itself with a trace of curse power and a trace of the origin of the curse rules.

That's because the curse is the spiritual system, and the corpse is available, stained with the breath of the body, carried the soul of the contract, and the soul of the divine soul.

It is also because the Prince Pig is planted on Zhao Yin and planted. It was the strongest curse.

Later, Mo King asked for each other, and he tried to resolve Zhao Yin, formed a harmless curse, and then met the soul of the corpse and demon. He turned into a new curse origin!

At this moment, the old man's hands are the curse of the Prince of Piggy.

The elderly are not personal and have no flesh, and they have long been unable to absorb.

But he can use this to communicate the curse rules ...

At this time, as the rules of death were rich, the black gas did not dissipate, but it became more and more dark.

As if the rules of death, the origin of the curse, was the same root.

"I cursed ... this Xianling's heart is empty, and the vitality is born!"

The old man's voice fell, the curse of the curse in his hands surged, and the heart of the heart below ...

After a while, the curse's source returned, the heart was empty, and it was still dead.

"Can't curse?"

For the curse, the elderly have studied for several months with the wisdom accumulated by millions of years, but still unable to understand deeper.

He is still unwilling, like the last dying struggle.

"I cursed, this photo body, rejuvenating vitality, birth of blood!"

The curse origin slowly moved, and wrapped his whole person along the palm of the old man.

After a while, the curse of the curse was like flowing water, and returned to the old man's palm.

But his body was still full of death, and he did not have the slightest life as expected.

In the eyes of the old man, slowly dim.

"Where is the problem, where is the curse's power, isn't it the same?"