After wearing the book, I was forced to become a fake system

Chapter 560 Who Is The King Of Junk

There are now a large number of martial artists in the capital of the imperial city.

As enemies, the two sides were extremely jealous when they met.

Wu Xiu has a lot of opinions on Mo Xiu, and Mo Xiu has a lot of opinions on Wu Xiu.Especially when they learned that Wu Xiu was seriously injured by Wan Zhi's attack, as enemies, they were already very conscientious in not taking advantage of the fire to rob them, and it was simply unreasonable to ask them to save people.

"I don't agree, I absolutely don't agree!"

For Mo Zi's behavior of turning his elbow outward, Mo Lao became very angry.

"Lord Mozi, you are our leader! You have done so many things for those martial artists, do you think they have thanked you? Think about how they treat you.

Now Wanzhi is eyeing them. If you count it seriously, Wanzhi is also a demon cultivator after all.

If Wanzhi really exerted his strength and killed the two martial saints and these elite martial artists, the martial arts people would definitely be seriously injured. In a short time, would their martial arts dare to attack? "

"Mo Lao, this is just your unilateral idea."

Shang Yanting, who was originally outside the house, saw that True Lord Bai Yu could not persuade Mo Lao, so he opened the door and broke in.

Seeing Shang Yanting's entry, Mo Lao was startled, "How did you get in?"

"Senior Mo, Wanzhi is a demon cultivator, but he is definitely not someone who would consider other demon cultivators."

Shang Yanting did not answer his question, but with a wave of his sleeve, a huge stone fell on the ground of the palace.The little raccoon in his arms was about to drop his eyeballs when he saw that boulder. It turned out to be a boulder in the Prison'an Lake. He didn't pick it up, but he picked it up.

At that moment, the little raccoon felt that his status had been challenged.

The talisman carved by the talisman god himself on this boulder has not disappeared, and the moment he took it out, Mo Lao and True Monarch Bai Yu felt uncomfortable.Shang Yanting waved his hand, and the enormous spiritual power turned the boulder over, revealing the words left below.

Some things are beyond words, and objects are more convincing than words.

"Wan Zhi is a demon cultivator, but he is not a demon cultivator like you, Mo Lao."

Shang Yanting knew what he was thinking. Not only did he use Wanzhi to kill all the elite martial artists in the realm of magic cultivators, but he also hoped that Wanzhi could go to the realm of martial cultivators and destroy the millennium foundation of martial arts, so that the demons could be killed in one fell swoop. Cultivation has become the mainstream of the entire Aotian Continent.

But is it possible?
"Wanzhi is so powerful that even the two Martial Saints are no match for him. If he really wanted to do it for the Demon Cultivator, the Demon Cultivator would have swept across the continent as early as a thousand years ago."

But what about reality?

Moxiu's most eye-catching Nirvana died, and Moxiu was defeated miserably and fled here.Wanzhi is just pretending to be a magical weapon, and mixed up with the upper echelons of the magic cultivator's power. If there is nothing, he will attack on the sidelines, so that they can attack the martial arts again after a little respite.

Mo Lao, as the first person to practice Mo Cultivation, was the one who brought Wan Zhi out of Prison's Lake.

Some things do have some clues if you think about it carefully.

Mo Lao didn't speak any more, his expression became serious.After a while, he looked at Shang Yanting, "I can help, but what benefits can you give me?"

"The advantage is to reduce the conflict between the two sides of the magic martial artist."

Shang Yanting looked at him, "There is no such heaven-defying technique that transforms spiritual power into demon energy, and they will not intentionally embarrass you. In addition, you have demon sons again, so why is it impossible to become a partner by joining forces this time?" The beginning of a good relationship between the two cultivators of magic and martial arts?"

"Yes, yes."

Jia Xitong nodded vigorously when he heard the words.

She belongs to the Peace Party.

After final negotiations, Mo Lao finally decided to take them in.

It is actually very troublesome to deal with those injured by Wanzhi, and the magic power on them still needs magic repair to evolve it.

Originally, not only Moxiu complained about taking Wuxiu in, but Wuxiu was even more unwilling to go to Moxiu.Some people even said that they were willing to leave their bones on this land.

This kind of resistance was not until Moxiu appeared.

Neither side gave each other a good look. In the tense atmosphere, Moxiu absorbed the residual magic energy from Wuxiu's body.

Wuxiu started to get better because of the magic energy sucked away by Moxiu, and because of absorbing the remaining magic energy, Moxiu's cultivation level increased much more than that of several months or even a year of practice.

Devil energy cannot be absorbed in a day, but because of their respective interests, both parties tolerate it.

Wuxiu and Moxiu maintained a fragile peace in this weird atmosphere.

The most serious ones are the two Martial Saints.

They faced Wanzhi directly, and the higher their cultivation level, the more serious their injuries.The two had already fallen into a coma, and the demonic energy in their bodies was destroying their bodies everywhere. It was still Mo Lao and Mozi who absorbed the demonic energy in their bodies for them.

Heal them during the day and discuss important matters at night.

Although Wan Zhi was sent away with a talisman by the fine bucket, he will come back one day and find out here one day.

So what should we do when Wanzhi arrives?
"Since he was suppressed by this boulder before, can you lead him into a dungeon and continue to be suppressed by this boulder?"

Some monks proposed this method.

Before Shang Yanting could speak, this idea was rejected by Mo Lao, "No, he was able to escape from Prison Lake thousands of years ago, which shows that this method is useless to him."

"Then what should we do? The two Martial Saints are useless against him, and all of us together are no match for him."

"I can't die, I can live for so long with only one head left, what kind of monster is this!"

Someone couldn't help shouting.

After two confrontations with Wanzhi, Wu Xiu's momentum was completely suppressed, and he lost all confidence for a while.

"Since it's a monster, there must be a way to kill him."

At this moment, Shang Yanting calmed down, "As long as he is still human, he must have weaknesses."

"Speaking of weaknesses, I thought of one thing."

Mo Lao suddenly remembered that when Wan Zhi threatened him to attack Tiangong, he made a special trip to Prison's Lake.He and Mozi looked at each other, and then said, "Wanzhi went to Prison's Lake and found a lot of bones from the cave below. Those bones are his limbs. Mozi and I saw him leave the place with our own eyes. Porcelain, and then put together the bones.

White bones grow muscle, but one is missing! "

"Correct!"

Mozi also remembered clearly, "One leg bone is missing!"

Speaking of Prisoner Tan, Wu Xiu also has it, "The first time we confronted Wanzhi head-on was Prisoner Tan! He also appeared suddenly in the cave at that time. Could it be that he was looking for his bones?"

"If so, where are the missing bones?"

"I don't know. When we first went there, there was one missing."

"Maybe it's because the water in Prison's Lake is too strong and has rushed to other places?"

……

For a while, people began to talk about it.

Everyone's attention was on this matter, and no one noticed that the little raccoon was looking around with his big "intelligent" eyes.

(End of this chapter)