Primordial Demon Emperor

Chapter 980 Clearing the Road of Gods and Demons

More and more people gathered in front of Shenmo Road, and most of them came here after hearing rumors. It is said that some people have broken into more than 1000 Shenmo Tian, ​​which is really shocking.

Even some ancient great clans and ancient sects couldn't help casting their gazes.

What's more, there is even a powerful person who has already said that he wants to accept him as a disciple, and promises to teach the peerless ancient immortal art, which can lead directly to the Dao.

This not only made the eyes of many mysterious immortals hot, but Xia Bufan almost salivated. How precious the ancient immortals who go straight to the avenue are, you can tell by looking at the green eyes of many mysterious immortals.

Among other things, just one item that allows these accumulated immortals to easily break through to earth immortals can drive them crazy.

Not to mention the hustle and bustle of the outside world, Mo Lingxuan has already broken into the [-] Gods and Demons Heaven at this time.

With his current terrifying physique and magical body, it is a bit difficult to deal with.

Of course, it's just difficult. In Mo Lingxuan's eyes, the difficulty cannot be solved with one blow, and it often takes several rounds.

After the two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nineth heaven, the terrifying dragon-headed phoenix demon god could even hurt him.

Although that injury has healed in a few rounds.

After slapping the dragon's head and phoenix demon god to death with a slap, Mo Lingxuan absorbed the gorgeous broken Taoism in his body, and then Shi Shiran stepped into the last layer of god and demon heaven.

That is to say, the God and Demon Heaven that the mysterious existence invited him to.

The brilliance changes in front of my eyes, like ink painting with water splashed, various colors are dismantled and combined, and soon a new colorful world is formed.

Seeing the scenery of the last heaven, Mo Lingxuan couldn't help being stunned.

What kind of battlefield is this? It is clearly an idyllic villa with pleasant scenery.

The extraordinary reveals the extraordinary in the ordinary.

"How long has it been, I haven't seen this mortal scene again."

Mo Lingxuan's restless heart gradually calmed down, and there was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

"I have lost my way, and I hope my little friend will forgive me."

At this time, in the villa, a chubby mortal dressed as an outsider came out.

A flash of shock flashed in Mo Lingxuan's eyes, because the fat man was indeed a mortal body, without any sign of cultivation.

That's why he was shocked.

Because the third thousand gods and demons, the pressure alone can make ordinary Xuanxian unable to move, how does this mortal body survive here?
Thinking of this, Mo Lingxuan cupped his hands and smiled: "You are welcome, Teacher, but I have a lot of questions waiting to ask you, Teacher."

"It's easy to talk, easy to talk." Fat Yuanwai made a gesture of invitation, and the two entered like fish.

After a while, Mo Lingxuan held the teacup in one hand and shook it gently, while quietly watching the fat man show off his tea art.

There is something interesting in the antique wooden attic.

"Yuanwai, you should be able to tell me your secret now!"

The divine light in Mo Lingxuan's eyes spewed indefinitely, but he didn't say anything. He wanted to use this to see clearly what the hell this fat man was doing.

Under his gaze, the fat man's body was peeled off layer by layer, from skin, to flesh and blood, to muscles and bones, and finally even the bone marrow was not spared.

But no matter how he looked at it, this was an ordinary mortal body, which made Mo Lingxuan puzzled.

"Hey," the fat man looked at Mo Lingxuan with a smile, and said politely, "No rush, drink tea first, then discuss matters."

"It's been a long time since I've had any guests, so please don't blame me for being long-winded, my friend."

Mo Lingxuan didn't doubt that he was there, and he wasn't afraid that the tea would be tampered with. With his body now fused with 99 Dao pattern fragments, he could dissolve even the most poisonous poison in the world today!

As the tea entered his stomach, Mo Lingxuan suddenly felt that the last fragment of the Dao pattern had been added, and the [-] fragments of the Dao pattern shone brightly at the same time.

With the aid of the mysterious tea, these fragments of the dao pattern were truly integrated into Mo Lingxuan's body, and gave birth to Mo Lingxuan's own dao pattern.

When Mo Lingxuan opened his eyes again, he found that the attic, the villa, and the fat man were all gone.

In front of him was only the skeleton of a demon god who had been dead for a long time.

Half of the body merged into the earth, and the surrounding area was filled with poisonous fog and thick smoke, and no living things survived.

Although Yuanwai disappeared, he couldn't answer Mo Lingxuan's question.

But looking at the scene in front of him, Mo Lingxuan no longer needed any answers from the fat man.

The entire villa, except for the fat people, including the tea leaves, was all transformed from the bones of this demon god.

But how strong was this demon god before he was alive, and even Mo Lingxuan couldn't tell the real from the fake.

"Perhaps, when the illusion reaches its extreme, it will become real."

Mo Lingxuan said as if he had realized something.

Three thousand demon gods shattered the sky, Mo Lingxuan appeared out of thin air, rain fell from the sky, and the whole world celebrated together.

Ruoyouuowu's bell rang through the sky, as if to announce to all beings that another candidate for the list of Tianjiao was born!
As for Xia Bufan, he couldn't care less about admiring Mo Lingxuan's heroic appearance at this time, he held the hill-shaped fairy in front of him and smiled silly.

Mo Lingxuan grabbed Mo Bufan, took away all the bets, turned into lightning, and rushed towards the position of the Tianjiao list.

And the old Taoist priest who lost the three Lingshan Mountains in front of Shenmo Road felt as if he had swallowed a fly. He felt bitter in his heart but dared not cry out for fear of attracting others' attention.

But before he sneaked away, he was dragged out by a group of mysterious immortals. After a closer look, these people were all masters who had been tricked by him to raise their bets for the second time!
"Well, big brothers, if you have something to say, talk about it, okay?"

One of the men with a fierce face smiled kindly at this time: "Okay, you just need to return what we lost!"

As he said that, he swung his fist the size of a sandbag and beat him indiscriminately. Even Xuan Xian, who had just come to see the excitement, was sneaked up and kicked a few times, enjoying himself.

While flying away, Mo Lingxuan focused on his evolving dharma body.

His own Dao pattern above is being formed, and after it is formed, he will have the terrifying power to innately control a Dao like the three thousand demon gods.

"Hey, Boss, let's send it out now, three spiritual mountains, five ancient fairy artifacts, the inheritance of the seven ancient immortals, and countless treasures of heaven and earth!"

Mo Lingxuan was also taken aback when he heard Xia Bufan read these things, especially the three spirit mountains!
If he waits until he decides where to establish the Tianjiao faction, as soon as these three spiritual mountains are released, he may immediately have the foundation of the thousand-year-old sect.

"How come there are still people pressing precious treasures like Lingshan? This idiot is really a treasure boy!"

Xia Bufan almost laughed out loud when he heard this, and added with a grin: "That's right, this idiot also tricked others into giving us treasures, and I don't know which school it is from."

At this time, the old Taoist, who had already escaped from the pursuit of many Xuanxians, sneezed fiercely, and cursed secretly: "Old Taoist, I really have a bad year!"

(End of this chapter)