Heavenly Monarch of All Times

The sound of the fifth sound of Fengming sounded, and the red light column of the sky gradually condensed into a blurred picture, like a fiery red phoenix, reborn with blood.

Everyone in the sacred spirits looks in the direction of the phoenix peak, and the eyes are full of worship.

At the moment, under the peak of the gods.

More than a thousand disciples of Moh’s family looked up at the peak of Shenhuang and revealed the infinite worship. They could feel the endless power in the sound of Fengming. This force made them feel very refreshed and seemed to stimulate some kind of body. The power of repression.

In the body of Mozi's children, there are more or less Phoenix blood, but most of the blood is too weak to be shown.

At this time, the power of the blood vessels is motivated by the power of Fengming, and naturally it becomes aroused.

"You said, who actually ignited Fengming for nine days?" Someone could not help but ask.

"That is still used to say that it must be the first genius of the Mohist school, ink rain!" said a Mohist girl, revealing the worship of the ink rain in the words.

In the rain, the first day of the younger generation of the Mohist family, one of the three enchanting sorcerers!

If someone in the Mohist family ignites Fengming for nine days, then everyone first thought of it as ink rain.

The ink rain is only 21 years old this year, but it is already a strong wheel of the gods. Even the ink Zhaojing of the year can not match.

Although he was only the young son of Zhao Zhaojing, his several brothers, regardless of their talents and strength, were firmly suppressed by him.

Therefore, ink rain is considered to be the successor of the next Mohist family.

"Maybe, Mo Yun is also possible. Although her strength is not as good as ink rain, her talent is not weak. At the age of seventeen, she is already a real strength." Someone C, but immediately met the people around him. White eyes.

In the hearts of everyone, only the ink rain has the qualification to ignite Fengming for nine days.

Other people, not at all!

At the same time, the Mohist House, a few figures flew out of the sky, standing in the air, looking towards the direction of the gods.

Among these figures, there is a figure, the atmosphere is strong, although it is extremely convergent, it is difficult to conceal the majestic momentum.

This person looks forty or fifty years old, with a strong sense of five senses, a grim look, and a sharp edge in his eyes.

"A hundred years ago, my Mohist family has been quiet for a hundred years, and finally there will be earth-shattering characters! In the rain, you really did not let the father down! Haha!" The sudden laughter sounded like a thunderstorm, and the whole must be able to Hear his voice.

This person is not someone else, it is the father of ink rain, the owner of the Moh family, Mo Zhaojing!

Ink Zhaojing, a figure with the same name as Tang Yin, the legend of three thousand small worlds.

Under normal circumstances, Mo Zhaojing will definitely not appear, but at this time Feng Ming reappeared in nine days, of course he has to come out.

"锵-!" His mad laughter just fell, as if in order to echo the general, but also a scream of the screaming sound, stirring in the nine days, the red flame once again across the sky, the sky is like a fire.

"Ink punishment, is this the first few Fengming?" Mo Zhaojing put away a smile, resumed his serious look, and asked the ink-collected elders around him.

The body of the ink was trembling, and it was difficult to hide the excitement. He replied: "The owner is already the sixth phoenix."

The sixth sound, everyone feels the shock of the heart, the feeling of blood resonance in the body is more obvious.

"Good! Very good! It is the son of my ink Zhaojing, who can ignite the sixth sound of Fengming!" Mo Zhaojing burst into laughter, and his heart has long recognized that the person who ignited Fengming for nine days must be ink rain.

"Yeah, it really is blue and blue than blue. I think that the family owner only ignited three phoenixes. The ink rain actually ignited six phoenixes. It really is the first genius of the Mohist family." The ink sentence also said on the side, he The heart is also determined, and the person who causes the Fengming will be the ink rain.

The elders of other Mohists have echoed, and their faces are open-eyed.

The occurrence of Fengming in nine days not only evokes the blood of the people of Fengming, but also the other ink family members can benefit from it, and the blood of the body becomes rich.

After nine days of Fengming, no more than ten years, the overall strength of the Mohist family must rise to the next level.

"锵-!" At this time, another phoenix sounded, and the sound between the heavens and the earth broke through half the sky.

"The seventh sound!" Mo Zhaojing's expression was slightly stiff, and he said: "Does the ink rain spur the ninth sound of Fengming, and break the Phoenix stone seal?"

According to the records of the Mohist ancestors, the most powerful Mohist genius in the millennium has only spurred seven phoenixes. I did not expect this record to be **** today, and there is a tendency to be broken.

At the same moment, the next corner of Shenhuangfeng is a remote and empty place.

A young girl looked at the peak of Shenhuang with intoxication, and her expression solidified for a long time.

She is not someone else, it is another genius of Moh, Mo Yun.

There are two great geniuses in the Mohist family, one is the ink rain, the other is the ink cloud, and the two are brothers and sisters, brothers and sisters with the same mother.

Mo Yun is the genius of Moh, the legend of Fengming’s nine days. She has listened to countless times since childhood, and her heart is infinitely longing, and she has been to the Phoenix Peak many times in private, wanting to ignite Fengming for nine days, but unfortunately, every time is Failure to return.

Nowadays, some people have ignited Fengming for nine days. In addition to her shock, her heart has an uncontrollable loss.

But the ink cloud is just lost, and the person next to her is completely mad.

"This is impossible, it is impossible, this is impossible,·······" A figure around the ink cloud has been repeating a sentence, his eyes are dull, his looks are stupid, and his appearance is mad.

If Nie Tian is here, I can recognize at a glance that this crazy man is the first genius of the Mohist school with his life and death, ink rain!

At the time of Fengming’s nine days, Moyu was learning and practicing with Moyun. When the first phoenix sounded, he even thought he had got it wrong.

But at this time, it has already slammed seven times. He only knows that this is not an illusion, but that someone really ignited Fengming for nine days.

This is an unbearable blow to the ink rain.

At the age of ten, he awakened Yuan Ling. At the age of eleven, he stepped into Vientiane. At the age of thirteen, he stepped into the giant spirit. At the age of sixteen, he stepped into the realm of the Yuan Dynasty. At the age of twenty, he stepped into the wheel of God. Known as the first genius of Mohist, one of the three enchanting monks of Mi Ling.

The light in his body eclipsed all the other generations of the martial arts.

It is precisely because of this that countless auras are on the head, and ink rain thinks that he will be able to ignite Fengming for nine days.

But unfortunately, he tried countless times, but the Phoenix stone is dead, and there is no reaction.

This has almost become a heart disease for him, because if he can't cause Fengming for nine days, he can't prove his surprise.

But now, some people first stepped on Fengming for nine days, which is something he can't accept.

"Impossible!" The unwilling voice sounded clear and looked angry and miserable.

"锵-!" Just when the ink rain was almost crazy, it was another phoenix sound, like the most ruthless irony of him.