The secret of the Pangu clan?
This is something Mo Nan has always wanted to know, such as the secrets of Pan Zong and Gu Zong, where did they come from?
Why is it so familiar when facing Pangu Axe? In the starry sky of Zhongtian, are there many Pangu clans? If so, what about their cultivation?
But if it is said from the mouth of the demon in front of him, can it be believed?
Heavenly Demon is definitely not an ordinary person, every word that comes out of his mouth will be a trap.
"No need! Let's leave the secret to the dead!"
Mo Nan stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, without giving the Heavenly Demon any chance to speak, and grabbed the Heavenly Demon in front of him.
The battle gun in his hand shook, and with a tearing divine light, it directly penetrated the chest of the demon.
With a buzzing sound, the flint flames on the war gun burst into flames, directly burning the body of the demon into coke, even the primordial spirit was not spared.
The few remaining starry sky powerhouses hid in the dark, and their hearts were ashamed to see this scene.
They originally still had the power to fight, but because of Mo Nan's swallowing of the sky and the earth, they lost most of their cultivation in an instant, and even the power of many laws collapsed. Now they want to escape from the hands of the big devil Mo Nan , I'm afraid it's impossible.
Mo Nan naturally knew that there were still a few fish that slipped through the net, but he didn't want to do it anymore, and said to Long Xiwu:
"Slaying the Remnant Enemy—"
And without waiting for Long Xiwu's answer, he moved and landed directly on the ground in the west.
In front of him was the strange cultivator who had never moved. His aura had not changed, and even the twelve divine wings behind him were only slightly retracted.
When Mo Nan landed in front of him, the other's numb body finally moved.
There was only one eyeball left, looking at Mo Nan strangely, as if examining why Mo Nan suddenly appeared.
Originally, this Twelve God Wing cultivator exuded death intent. He could guard the entire western land by himself, forcing the cultivator alliance and the bull-headed beast to dare not approach.
But now, the death energy in him was much weaker than that of Mo Nan.
At this moment, Mo Nan was alone like a mountain of corpses in a sea of blood. The death aura and killing intent on his body was so thick that it turned black and red, and even his face was a little hard to see clearly.
Mo Nan looked straight into his eyes, and said word by word: "Are you kneeling or not?"
As soon as these words came out, the bodies of the twelve divine wing cultivators in front trembled, and even the coffin on his back made a strange sound, as if something moved inside the coffin.
"You want me to kneel? Do you know who I am?" The cultivator of the Twelve Divine Wings suddenly spoke, his voice was bitter and unpleasant, like the sound of stones rubbing against each other.
"I don't have to know!"
Mo Nan didn't have this interest at all. He knew in his heart that when his dragon clan was besieged, the twelve divine wing cultivators in front of him were always watching over here.
It seemed that he didn't do anything from the beginning to the end, nor did he exude any killing intent, but Mo Nan refused to let him go.
It is obviously impossible for this cultivator to appear here for no reason. If it is not an enemy, he would have already revealed his identity, or if he knew that the dragon was on the opposite side, he should have fled away early and should not put pressure on the dragon here.
But these twelve divine wing cultivators have been standing here with ulterior motives!
For Mo Nan, an enemy is an enemy. No matter where he comes from or who the opponent is, the identity of an enemy cannot be changed.
hum! !
Mo Nan pointed at the battle spear in his hand. Although the sharp battle gun was far from touching the Twelve God Wing cultivators, it was clear that the Twelve God Wing cultivators had already felt the powerful force.
It seemed that his throat was blocked by a war gun.
"The Dragon Emperor wants to fight, so let's fight!" The twelve divine wing cultivators spoke again with difficulty.
The figure moved slightly, the divine chains tied to his body tinkled, and streaks of black flames floated backwards.
But at this moment, an incomparably abrupt female voice suddenly came, ethereal.
"You don't need to make a move, the Dragon Emperor is righteous, it's worth kneeling."
This voice, leisurely, in such a desolate world, actually has a kind of ability to make people sober, as if people are bathed in spring breeze, and the altar becomes clean.
Mo Nan frowned slightly when he heard the words, with an indescribable feeling, and he could tell that the voice came from inside the coffin.
Could it be that inside the coffin is an ethereal woman?
This is too surprising.
However, Mo Nan just frowned slightly, and didn't have any intention of changing his mind. Instead, he looked at the coffin more vigilantly.
From the looks of it, it should be that ethereal woman who is the real master.
"I kneel!"
After the twelve divine wing cultivators heard it, they didn't seem to have any thinking ability. Their huge bodies shook for a while, then bent one knee, and fell to their knees on the ground.
But because the Twelve God Wings cultivator is tall and still has dilapidated armor on his body, even if he kneels down, he is still taller than Mo Nan by a large margin.
Mo Nan held the gun in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were raised. If the enemy in front of him didn't kneel and submit, he would definitely kill him directly.
"So good!"
Mo Nan said something briefly, then turned around suddenly, all of his eyes were kneeling people.
He also doesn't care what he is in the eyes of others, whether it is a big devil, a murderer, a tyrant, etc., he doesn't care at all.
"Shenlong Shadow Guard, lock the murderous aura and kill the enemy!"
Mo Nan ordered directly.
His order was not to kill all the cultivators, but to let them lock up their murderous aura.
Because no matter what kind of battle, as long as there is a murderous intention, it will release the murderous aura, improve its own strength, and at the same time make the opponent feel the murderous aura and raise its vigilance.
But now, the dragon clan can re-lock whoever released the murderous aura against them before, screen out the enemies, and kill them.
In an instant, the Dragon Shadow Guards made a move. They had killed a lot before, and now it was another round of massacres.
Immediately, such a scene made the cultivators feel their scalps go numb.
At the same time, many cultivators secretly rejoiced that they hadn't attacked the Dragon Clan before, and their murderous aura hadn't been revealed.
Just as Mo Nan was watching the massacre on the ground, his body trembled slightly. In his ten cave worlds, the cursed power of the starry sky seemed to have become a little more violent.
Suddenly, the ethereal female voice in the pipe came out again.
"The Dragon Emperor devours the world. This is to seal the curse power in the body, but one day it will be unbearable."
Of course Mo Nan knew about this situation. His purpose of devouring heaven and earth before was not to be cautious all day long, but to keep on guard against the sky above his head. He simply sealed the cursed power of the starry sky in the ten cave worlds so that they could not come out again.
"What exactly do you want to say?" Mo Nan asked.
"The elemental envoys in front of me are all rescued by the Dragon Emperor, why not use the elemental envoys to break the curse?"
