Journey to the West: The Golden Crow Sage

Chapter 93
No, Laojun's golden elixir is a non-renewable thing. Although I have a lot of them on hand, every one I use is one less.

Mo Chen's eyeballs rolled around, and he had a calculation in his mind. Isn't this the blood essence of the Great Sage Peng Demon King, it should be used, anyway, he doesn't need the blood essence, after all, the crow and the big Pengniao is not a race, and if he uses it himself, his blood will be mixed.

After all, the crow bloodline is naturally close to fire, while the roc bird bloodline is good at flying. Although they are both birds, they should not be confused.

With a thought, he opened the jade bottle, and a drop of blood essence popped out from the small bottle, and flew to Prime Minister Gui.

Prime Minister Gui only saw that Mo Chen flicked his hand casually, and a drop of blood popped out with a touch of red light, Mung Dou's eyes flashed a sneer, and he sneered, "You kid, you just want to fool me with a drop of blood, that's it!" The blood essence of the Dragon King is not worth ten thousand-year spiritual objects, huh? This is...!"

Just after complaining, Mo Chen casually made a drop of blood to confuse his Prime Minister Turtle, his mung bean eyes were wide open, full of shock, this drop of blood actually contained a faint fragment of the Dao, as far as he knew, even Jinxian can only engrave the Tao of comprehension on the primordial spirit, and it is impossible to engrave it into the body.

Could it be that this is a big Luo Jinxian!
Daluo Jinxian, with three flowers on the top, gathers the five qi in the chest, integrates the inside and outside, and does not touch all dharmas. If it is put in Western Buddhism, it can be called a Buddha. If it is put in the heaven, it is a heavenly deity. Even under the catastrophe of heaven and earth, it is also the protagonist. , is that this prehistoric continent has been called the top combat power since ancient times.

When the Taoist ancestor preached in the Zixiao Palace, three thousand great powers gathered, and there were not many Daluo Jinxians among them.The birth of a Daluo Jinxian needs to go through countless calamities. Except for some unique existences, it is difficult for even a super-talented evildoer to cultivate to that state within ten thousand years. In 10 years or a million years, how many people spend their entire lives with Can't reach.

Besides, after being proclaimed as a god, the order of the Three Realms was stable, and the Da Luo Jinxian retreated one after another to practice.

Is this drop of blood really from Da Luo Jinxian?

Prime Minister Gui was taken aback, not daring to confirm. After all, those strong men were not in the same dimension as him. If they were, the natural value would be worth ten thousand-year spiritual objects.

"Why, is there something wrong with that kid's treasure?"

Seeing that Prime Minister Gui was too late to confirm, the Dragon Kings below asked someone.

"This treasure is magical, but I don't know its value, so please take a look at it." Prime Minister Gui flew to the jade steps with the blood of the roc, bowed, and said respectfully.

"Hey, this is the blood of the Almighty, this kid still has such good things." The Dragon King of the West Sea saw it and recognized it, after all, he was a golden fairy.

The old Dragon King of the East China Sea's eyes flashed, he recognized this blood, it was the blood of the great sage Peng Demon King Huntian!This kid actually has something to do with this monster sage?

However, this blood can only lay the foundation for the children of the Bird Clan and improve the blood, and it may have no effect on the Dragon Clan.

But he didn't point it out. After all, what his younger brother did was a little outrageous, and he didn't like to offend this kid without complaint or guilt. To be bestowed with blood essence by the Lord Huntian, the relationship must be extremely close.

Ao Guang never expected that the blood was obtained by Mo Chen cheating the Peng Demon King, although he didn't cheat on purpose.

"Is my treasure worth ten thousand years of spiritual things?" Mo Chen couldn't help asking when he saw several people looking around.

"It's worth it, you go in." The Dragon King of the West Sea also thought of something. Those who can produce such blood must have a powerful figure behind them. He didn't make things difficult any more, and nodded at Prime Minister Gui.

Prime Minister Gui had served the old Dragon King for many years, so he naturally understood, and with a wave of his hand, a dark token turned into black light and flew towards Mo Chen.

Mo Chen stretched out his hand to grab it, only to feel his hand sinking. The token was already in his hand. It felt slightly cool to the touch, and there were simple patterns on it. The top and bottom of the token each had a pattern of two dragons playing with pearls, and there was a faint sense of thickness on it. Longwei.

As soon as the mana was activated and input into the token, the thick dragon's might immediately enveloped Mo Chen's whole body. At this time, if one didn't rely on the naked eye and only rely on the spiritual sense, anyone would think it was just a dragon in the spiritual sense.

With this dragon power protection, Mo Chen suddenly understood why the dragons can enter without spiritual objects, while others have to bleed. It's not that the Dragon King of the Four Seas is generous to the dragons, but they can't stop them at all, and the dragons can freely enter and exit the dragon gate.

This token is an inheritance from ancient times, and it was specially refined by Zulong back then so that people of other ethnic groups could use Longmen. How can the ordinary blood of the dragon race deceive the dragon gate by hiding other people's aura?
After activating the token, Mo Chen set up the cloud head and flew towards the golden dragon gate leisurely. When he passed through the golden gate, Mo Chen felt that the dragon's power permeating his whole body was even heavier. He passed through the water curtain lightly and deftly.

After passing through this door, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

It was a turbulent big river, the river was surging, rushing for thousands of miles, both sides were full of strange rocky cliffs and smooth embankments, and in the upper reaches of this mighty river, there was a golden gate entrenched in Kowloon. On top of that, there is an indescribable majesty and coercion.

So, that's the dragon gate I want to jump?
At this time, Mo Chen was standing on a river bank in the lower reaches of the big river, looking at the dragon gate in the distance, he thought about it, and wanted to fly over the dragon gate, but he felt a huge pressure enveloped himself, and then The more he used his mana, the greater the pressure, and he was firmly held in place, unable to take off at all.

Sure enough, opportunism is not acceptable, it seems to be swimming honestly.Looking at the rushing river, Mo Chen sighed inwardly, and with a plop, he jumped into the rushing river.

It's just that as soon as I entered the river, the torrents from all directions washed over my body one after another. Even after eight or nine years of cultivation, I felt like a piece of iron being hammered by sledgehammers from all directions. Feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Mo Chen tried to resist again with his magic power, but Bai Rao, as soon as his magic power was activated, the strength of those torrents increased, which could not reduce the pain of being beaten at all, it seemed that he could only rely on his body to resist forcefully.

swim, swim, swim...

Flying his legs and waving his arms lightly, Mo Chen stabbed forward, but felt an invisible blocking force in front of him, madly leading him to go backward, it was the general trend of the river rushing from top to bottom, And right now, he is about to go against the general trend, break through the big waves, and reach Longmen...

(End of this chapter)