I'm covering the sky and practicing alchemy

Chapter 79

Mo Luo walked into the deepest part of the nether dead zone, and Yin Qi automatically gathered behind him and condensed into a seat.

He sat lazily on the seat, like the emperor of the underworld going on patrol, his eyes indifferently scanned the endless Yin soldiers in the dead zone. In front of the Yin soldiers were two powerful Yin bodies, one male and one female, one black and one black. white.

These Yin soldiers were ancient strong men who died in Zishan in unknown era. Their resentment persisted after their death and still remained in Zishan.

Suddenly, a yin pill emerged from Mo Luo's body, flew to the center of the entire nether dead zone, and then quickly circled the dead zone, turning the Yin Qi in the entire dead zone into a whirlpool.

After reaching an extreme point, the Yin Pill suddenly flew back to the center of the Death Realm and exploded. A brilliant black firework bloomed from the sky, falling into pieces of black petals. The petals swayed gently and fell, falling on each of the Yin Soldiers, turning into An inextinguishable demonic flame, burning in the dead zone with Yin soldiers as fuel.

Miserable screams sounded one after another in the dead zone, and one after another the Yin soldiers were burnt alive by the magic flames, and their consciousness was destroyed. From the beginning to the end, these Yin soldiers did not make the slightest resistance, they just knelt down to Mo Luo and endured the magic. The severe pain caused by the burning of the body, after they died, they turned into the purest Yin Qi that permeated the dead zone and was swallowed and digested by other companions.

Under the training of the demonic flames, there are only more than 300 of the endless yin soldiers. The last 300 yin soldiers reflect the billowing magic flames in their eyes. The yin gods who came out of the netherworld, the burning of the demonic flames could not cause the slightest harm to them, and the presence of the ring body could only add a horror to their ferociousness.

Mo Yan completed his mission and flew to the sky again, mobilizing Yin Qi to condense into Yin Dan, and returned to Mo Luo's body. The body of Yin Dan was even colder, revealing a strange color.

The huge movement attracted the attention of some ancient races.

Mara felt the stinging sensation of prying eyes and turned to look.

Two monsters appeared at the edge of the mine.

A human body with a snake tail, waist as thick as a water tank, tens of meters long, with arms like apes, dragged on the ground, covered with half a foot long black animal hair, lightly hammered the ground, and the Zishan mine suddenly became densely populated. cracks.

Another strange bird with no feathers and scales, two pairs of fleshy wings on its back, and a huge body of tens of meters in size made it unable to fly in the air and could only drag on the ground.

The auras of these two monsters reflect the most primitive and pure savage killing intent. Like unconscious ferocious beasts, their killing intent is overwhelming. They use their violent power to break through all the rocks blocking the road and directly attack Mo Luo. Come.

Mo Luo waved his finger lightly, and the black and white Yin generals led more than 300 Yin soldiers to surround and kill the two monsters.

On the other hand, Mo Luo slowly stood up from the seat. From the moment he first entered Zishan, he noticed that there was an invisible evil that had been haunting him, following him like a shadow, never leaving, like a psoriasis. It can be regarded as finding the right owner.

He jumped over the two monsters and walked towards a six-armed, silver-scaled humanoid behind them.

"Soldier against soldier, king against king."

The six-armed ancient clan also seemed to have sensed Mo Luo's intentions.

The six arms were waved out at the same time, unleashing an overwhelming force of dragon and tiger power.

Mo Luo looked at the six-armed ancient tribe that was attacking him with brute force without any weapons, and suddenly stopped with a trace of ridicule on his face.

"Why do you think that Heavenly Demon will use force to fight you head-to-head like barbarians."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Lihuo Divine Furnace suddenly appeared in front of Mo Luo. Hundreds of pills were poured into the Divine Furnace by him in an instant, causing the Divine Furnace to gush out a surge of holy power.

When the Six-Armed Ancient Clan did not react, Shengwei, under the control of Mo Luo, struck forward with lightning speed, breaking off the six arms of the Six-Armed Ancient Clan, turning them into armless Ancient Clan. , six severed arms fell into the dark corner of the mine, and the terrifying Lihuo continued to burn along the fractures and spread on the bodies of the armless ancients. Even if the armless ancients used all their divine power, they could not eliminate the terrifying gods. Remove the stove from the fire.

"Ow."

The sudden severe pain caused the armless ancients to lie on the ground and howl in pain.

Mo Luo took advantage of the victory and pursued, watching the other party screaming, the magic flame shot out instantly, turning the armless ancient into a black cocoon, and the magic flame poured into the other party's internal organs along the wound, constantly eating away at his flesh and blood.

Mo Luo lightly tapped on the opponent's immortal platform, and infinite phantoms surged out in an instant, eating away the immortal consciousness of the armless ancient clan.

A scream that he had never heard before rang out from under Mo Luo's feet. He closed his eyes and thought about it, as if he was enjoying the most beautiful singing in the world. He looked at the armless ancient tribe helplessly wailing in the demon flames as if appreciating it. Devoured and enjoyed by numerous demonic shadows, he fell into death.

Mo Luo's excessive behavior attracted the attention of more ancient tribes, and more and more miserable and terrifying screams sounded in the mine.

Suddenly, an extremely depressing atmosphere permeated the purple mountain, and it seemed that some ancient tribe couldn't bear to come out from the source of the gods, and wanted to fight Mo Luo and rescue the armless ancient tribe.

Mo Luo listened impatiently to the screams, and suddenly raised his hand to Lihuo Divine Furnace, using all his strength to activate the Emperor's power.

The mouth of the divine furnace once again gave birth to a terrifying divine light, and Emperor Wei, under the control of Mo Luo, rushed directly towards the oppressive aura.

The aura was dizzy from being hit by Diwei, and it immediately died down, and no longer shouted.

Mo Luo carried the Lihuo Divine Furnace activated with all his strength to a high place in the mine. He swept all over the Purple Mountain with contempt, and immediately suppressed anyone who dared to take the lead with the full strength of his quasi-emperor soldiers.

After a long time, the miserable cries finally stopped, but none of the ancient tribes dared to stand up to the quasi-emperor's soldiers. Mo Luo returned to the armless ancient tribe, looked at the burned bones, and sighed pitifully.

"Sweeping the floor may hurt the lives of ants, and moths may fly into the flame to cover the gauze lamp.

Good, good, sin, sin. "

At this time, the black and white two generals came to take orders from Mo Luo with the corpses of two monsters.

He took a cursory look at the more than 200 Yin soldiers left, stretched out his hand, and gathered all the Yin soldiers into his sleeves.

Then he walked to Jiang Taixu, who was watching the stage play he performed with a complicated look on his face, with a devilish smile still on his face.

"Why should the God King be surprised? I have already made it clear that I am not Li Ran."

This is the second time Jiang Taixu heard this sentence from Mo Luo, he thought it was just a joke, but now he heard it mentioned for the second time.

He had to consider the implications.

"Where is Li Ran now, can you invite him to come out and explore Zishan with the old man?"

Mara smiled slightly and replied: "I am him and he is me.

I am not him, he is not me.

I came out to explain that there was no need for him to come forward at this time, and I could handle it enough.

God King continue to explore Purple Mountain, please. "

As Mo Luo waved his hand to show his attitude, Jiang Taixu shook his head helplessly.

On the way, Mo Luo passed a corpse, picked up a roll of silver books on the ground, and wrote "Yuan Tian Shu" in three large characters.

Thus another mission of Mara's trip was completed.

He and Jiang Taixu continued to go deeper, and soon they came to an empty hall.

A stone book is placed in the center of the hall.

Mo Luo walked towards the back of the stone book, and a demonic summoning force kept tempting people to go there.

Mara crossed over the stone book, where vines were everywhere, lush and full of plants.

Looking at these plants, Mo Luo kept leaning down, almost touching them with the tip of his nose. He gave an evil smile, his expression seemed a bit hideous and terrifying: "It's you little cuties who have been calling me here?"

When the magic sound fell, these plants in the purple mountain instantly felt a boundless and evil demonic nature like a thousand waves. The terrifying demonic nature made them feel scared, shrunk their heads, and lowered their leaves.

"late."

Mara laughed, grabbed it with his big hands, pulled out the vines from the plant, tore off the branches and leaves, dug out the roots and squeezed out the juice inside, and woven an emerald green belt around his waist, the size was just right.

(End of this chapter)