Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 129
"If one's virtue is not worthy of one's position, one cannot be appointed, but one steals a high position, one should be punished naturally!"

Mo Chuan put down his teacup indifferently, and turned his eyes slightly to Poyun Cave God who was brazenly questioning him.

"Wonderful!!!"

The God of Poyun Cave stood up against the table, and said with a sneer: "In this case, please ask fellow Taoist Mingchen to kill himself, and don't let the gods underestimate the integrity of humanity."

When the sound fell, the whole hall was shocked.

Fengming, Tunyun, and Sheyue, the three thousand-year-old monsters, seemed to have been mentally prepared for a long time, and when they saw this, they remained silent and looked calm.

However, the expression of the remaining cave gods became subtle, and they looked at Mo Chuan with a hint of surprise.

All the cave gods in the wilderness of thousands of miles have used violent means to sit on the position of cave gods. It can even be said that they have no outstanding achievements, and they are ashamed to say hello to others when they go out.

However, although Mo Chuan had a record, he was only bullying a Jiazi evil spirit——Xiaoyunshanjun.

Such a record is not worthy of the position of Wanchao Cave God.

However, he also holds the living eyes of ten thousand years of evil spirits, which are so grotesque and frightening.

"Who do you think you are talking about?"

Mo Chuan sneered, then withdrew his smile, and said affirmatively, "You're not the God of Poyun Cave, are you?"

As the sound fell, several monsters in the hall who had made friends with the God of Poyun Cave all looked surprised.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at Poyun Cave God.

"Hahaha... I never doubted your intelligence, but in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and schemes are nothing but a joke."

Poyun Cave God looked up to the sky and laughed, the coral-shaped antlers cracked inch by inch, like a snake shedding its skin, revealing a pair of cyan horns.

Along with the change of the antlers, the deer's head turned into a cow's head.

"Yingcang Cave God?!"

"No...you, you are a monster of ten thousand years!"

The group of monsters in the temple turned pale with shock, and then reacted quickly—the Cave God Yingcang had already been occupied by the ten thousand-year-old monster and fled away.

Unexpectedly, it would appear again in the hall of demons, let alone that it could still wear the skin of Poyun Cave God, chatting and laughing happily, and no one noticed.

Now in the main hall, the only ones who are still in a daze are the master and apprentice Wei Lai, and the head of the Three Corpse Sect and other human monks who are outside the 24 guest halls.

"Interesting, interesting! Look at the aura of fellow Taoist's bone charm, and his air is concealed. Presumably, the dove has taken over the magpie's nest and resurrected with the corpse? No wonder he ran away that day. It turned out that he failed to seize the house."

Mo Chuan shook his head again and sighed:
"It's a pity that the heavens have pity on you, and let you take away a sliver of spiritual will from the pindao. You don't want to change your past, and dare to provoke you. Do you really think that the pindao can't spare any energy to suppress your demon body?"

Rao Feiniu had already seen Mo Chuan's ability to weave lies, and when he heard the words, he was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

"What an empty city plan, the singing is superb."

Fei Niu praised him angrily, and said loudly: "Everyone, look carefully!"

"eye--"

With a roar, like a tiger roaring deep in the forest, ten thousand horses are silent!

Then I saw Fei Niu's strong monster body suddenly transformed into its own body, with blue muscles, twisted bones, and horns like chisels, the wolf suddenly opened up and rushed towards Mo Chuan.

In an instant, the wind and thunder were furious, and fish and dragons were miserable.

The hall was full of monsters, dumbfounded.

Mo Chuan was too close to Fei Niu. The distance between two desks was only two steps, and for the four-hoofed cow monster, it was only one step.

However, Zhan Zhi's demonization has arrived in Sichuan.

At this moment, Mo Chuan could even clearly see the ferocious bloodshot eyes in Feiniu's bloody eyes, and the anger poured out of the pain, could melt gold into iron.

The huge bull nose exhales a stench that makes people want to vomit.

Mo Chuan knew why Fei Niu was desperate, and wanted to expose him and try to kill him.

Because he is eating its ears and sucking its blood.

If it goes on like this, within a hundred years, Fei Niu will die.

As everyone knows, this is also Mo Chuan's purpose.

——After all, there is only one thousand days to be a thief, how can there be a thousand days to guard against a thief?

"Roar--"

With a roar of the tiger, the clouds chased the thunder.

Then I saw the ox's horn reaching the empty space, suddenly there were winding black lines, spreading among them, like vines and dragons, unexpectedly outlining an eye-catching white-fronted giant insect in an instant!
The tiger's mouth came out, and the herd of beasts collapsed.

This is the supernatural power of the belly wheel Xiaoyun Mountain Monarch - Youti Tiger Pattern.

Before Fei Niu came back to his senses, Wan Daohao shot up from Mo Chuan's eyes around him, like flames and flying lights, and the clouds surged!
Take a closer look, where is the light of Weiyao?

It is clearly the inflated primordial spirit, which came out of the shell.

The primordial spirit first seemed illusory and empty, and then rose up and floated up, lingering in the wind, experiencing horror, riding on nothingness, and being with the gods!
At the flick of a finger, the drum swelled into a hundred-foot giant, with a green robe and a big cloak, a Taoist hairpin like a sword, and embroidered cloud shoes trampled on the crystal palace.

This scene, speaking slowly, is actually extremely fast.

All the demons in the temple feel the sharp wind stabbing their faces, and they have the appearance of covering the sky and the sun, suffocating the sky and the earth, bowing their heads and glaring.

Covering the shadow of the moon, suppressing the mountains and rivers.

In the sheltered place, on the ice of the Moon Worship Lake, the little demons who were robbing Wanchui Incense all stopped in unison, and raised their heads in a daze.

The moon is hanging in the sky, and the wind and snow are majestic.

The fear of the giant that cannot be described in exhaustive words is shocking and shattering.

"Little cow, dare to devour the Lord?"

Mo Chuan sat cross-legged, with the Yang God standing behind him, piercing through the ice dome, and slapped Fei Niu with his palms.

At the same time, in Shoushan, which is thousands of miles away, the ground veins are surging and torrenting like thunder. It is heard like an earth dragon turning over, but there is no surge in the mountains.

——It was Mo Chuan, the mountain god of Shoushan Mountain, who used the method of fragmentation to leave half of his demon body connected to the ground. Although it is not as good as stepping on the boundary of Shoushan Mountain, he can still get three parts of the mountain god's prestige.

For a while, I touched the elephant weft with my hand, and covered the Tianhe with my palm.

All the monsters in the palace fled in horror.

Even the three thousand-year-old monsters also changed their expressions slightly. Zhiwei saw that although Mo Chuanyang's power was weak, his divine bones were still there.

Tracing back to the source, one can even see a giant dragon roaring the mountains and rivers behind Yangshen.

It's just that due to various restrictions, I can't break through the constraints and can't exert my full strength.

——Because of suppressing Fei Niu's demon body, can't use all your strength?
The three monsters were shocked!

Wei Lai's master and apprentice were even more dumbfounded.

"I haven't seen it in half a year. Ling Ran is like a god. With this cultivation level back then, why are you afraid of flying stiff for a thousand years?"

Wei Lai, who was swept away from the battlefield by his master, stood on the edge of the Moon Worship Lake, looking at the mammoth elephant towering above the sky, murmuring in a turbulent state of mind.

"This is... Kunlun's background?"

Xiao Daoyuan's face was serious, and an uncontrollable ecstasy flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Disciple Wei Lai once said that this son only got one room in Guangsha.

However, the Kunlun Wonderland is a little boy.

Such a person has such a good fortune. If he can worship Kunlun, wouldn't it be... wouldn't it be a great luck?

Great way!

"Wind and thunder entangle the veins of the earth, and ice and snow shine on the sky."

Shen Anfeng in Lingjing Pavilion looked at the scene in shock, and the gossip and dao seals in his eyes twirled endlessly.

"The air of the earth's veins...Shoushan...Thousands of miles of thorns...Could it be that this is the true interpretation of the hexagram! But, how could a mortal...how could he become a mountain god?"

He who saw through the secret at a glance, thunder rolled in his heart, and became more and more horrified.

Language is as verbose as sand.

In the midst of mixed feelings, Mo Chuan's palm hit Fei Niu Yao's body.

Fei Niu, who was at the top of Cangdong God's cultivation base, thought that Mo Chuan's attack was just a bluff, but he realized how powerful it was when the palm of his hand fell.

Frightened, it roared sharply: "Don't make a move yet!"

(End of this chapter)