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Chapter 98 The Holy Land of Waste is Vulnerable

Mo Luo traveled thousands of miles and brought Lei Ying, Lei Bo, and Wang Shu to the holy city.

At this time, the eyes of these three people had double pupils, their foreheads were shining, and a breath of the ancient race came out of their bodies. They no longer looked like pure human race forms.

In Tian Mo Dao, Mo Luo used a divine source to stimulate the blood of the three silver-blooded people. After the blood was activated, the cultivation talents of the three seemed to improve, and their cultivation was improving rapidly, and they had a strange perception of the divine source.

So after laying down the mining area of ​​the Zifu Holy Land, and at the same time pursuing a prey that had been avoiding him, Mo Luo brought three people to the Holy City to practice.

Behind the three of them, there was another figure in a black robe, exuding a gloomy and dead air, quietly following behind Mo Luo, like a shadow.

Mara strode into the holy city. The place was bustling with people coming and going.

His Demonic Way is most sensitive to the seven emotions and six desires of the human heart. As soon as Mara stepped into the holy city, a deep malice surged towards him.

He turned around and saw that Zixia, the Saint of the Purple Mansion, was standing next to an old man. She seemed to have a backer, and she was quite courageous and stared at him fiercely. The malicious streak came from beside the Saint of the Purple Mansion. It came from this old man.

Mo Luo glanced at the other party and raised the corner of his mouth slightly. He did not stop the other party from seeking death. He raised his palm and slapped it at the Supreme Elder of the Purple Mansion Holy Land.

Seeing that Mo Luo took the lead in attacking him, the Supreme Elder was stunned for a while, and then his face was furious. Immediately, a mighty purple energy of three thousand miles rose from the east and flowed into the palm of the Supreme Elder, rendering the palm of the Supreme Elder like Amethyst, a terrifying breath came out from the palm.

He slapped Mo Luo with all his strength, thinking that he would easily slap him to death.

Unexpectedly, with a wave of his palm, the Supreme Elder instantly felt that he was slapped on a golden copper furnace. His terrifying amethyst palm smashed a deep hole in the copper furnace, but the copper furnace hit him with ten times the power. The backlash came.

With the sound of "bang", the Supreme Elder of the Holy Land of the Purple Mansion smashed into the walls of the Holy City, and there was a scorching Li Vulcan intent to burn his palm.

Zixia looked at the Supreme Elder who was hit into the city wall by Mo Luo's blow, the smile at the corner of her mouth froze suddenly, the current scene was completely different from what she had imagined in her mind.

"Vulnerable."

With his hands behind his back, Mo Luo swims around his side with a sacred stove. There is a deep groove on the sacred stove. Letting the tiger go back to the mountain is an evil way. Cutting grass and roots is the right way. Bullying the small with the big is what Mo Luo loves the most in his life. .

As a breath of Mo Luo poured into the divine furnace, the holy power came out, and a wave of terror was generated from the furnace, rushing towards the elder of the Zifu Holy Land who was beaten by him, ready to wipe him down in one fell swoop.

"Sun God Furnace?"

At this time, some people in the Holy Land who were attracted by the fighting between the two men screamed when they saw the Lihuo Divine Furnace with the divine light surrounding Mo Luo's side.

"No, it's a holy weapon imitating the Sun God's Furnace."

This aura is too similar to the Sun God Stove of the Jiang Family's Imperial Army in the Northern Territory. If it wasn't for the weaker power, they would have almost thought it was the birth of the Jiang Family's Emperor Army.

However, the Holy Power was activated with all its strength, and the power was enough to kill the Supreme Elder of Zifu Holy Land, whose cultivation level could not reach the Dao-Slaying realm.

Everyone sweeps the snow in front of their own door, regardless of the frost on other people's tiles. The grudges between Mo Luo and the Zifu Holy Land have nothing to do with these holy places. Faced with Lihuo Shenlu's full blow, the people present in the Holy Land naturally do not want to touch it. This bad boy, go up and help the Supreme Elder of the Holy Land of the Purple Mansion.

Seeing that Li Vulcan Stove was about to hit the Supreme Elder, Zixia only had endless regrets in her heart at this time. If she had known that Mo Luo was so persistent towards her, she might as well have agreed to the other party's request earlier, so as to save some people.

Seeing the elder who was about to be refined to death by Li Vulcan Furnace, Zixia became cruel, jumped, and shouted at Mo Luo.

"Master Tianmo, I wish..."

Before the words were finished, an invisible holy power arose from the holy city and blocked the Lihuoshen furnace fired by Mo Luo from the elder Taishang of the holy land of Zifu.

"Fighting is strictly prohibited in the Holy City."

Mo Luo saw that there was a powerful man of the great sage who came forward for the Holy Land of the Purple Mansion, and immediately stretched out his hand to recall the sacred furnace. At the same time, the figure in the black robe behind him appeared faintly, scanning the surroundings, ready to strike at any time.

It's a pity that after the other party finished speaking, there was no more movement in the Holy City.

After Mo Luo took Li Vulcan Stove back safely, his hanging heart immediately let go. The great holy power just now reminded him of something. Knowing that someone came forward to protect the opponent, Mo Luo didn't plan to continue to attack.

He looked at the Supreme Elder who had been helped up by Zixia, stood with his hands behind his back, and mocked him contemptuously: "Since someone is protecting you, you loser, I will let you go today. Holy girl, I really don't know that you are attached to this person." What is the point of planting a waste holy land?

For now, please continue to stay in this small Zifu Holy Land. Soon I will personally go to Zifu to take you back to the Demonic Way. "

After finishing speaking, Mo Luo stared deeply at Zixia's beautiful eyes for a few seconds, as if he wanted to imprint something in her heart.

Zixia was stared at by Mo Luo and felt numb all over. At this moment, the demon shadow deep in her immortal platform suddenly met Mo Luo's eyes. There was a linkage between the two, and a magic sound suddenly sounded in her heart. The sound stirred up the emotions in her mind and called her to lean towards Mara.

The Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion has experienced many ups and downs in her mind these past few days, and her energy has been consumed too much. Facing the terrifying and tempting demonic sound in the depths of the Immortal Platform, she can hardly control herself. In a daze, she actually helps her Supreme Elder to face the demon. Luo walked away.

At this time, a power of the Great Dao fell from the void, making her eyes clear instantly. Zixia looked at Mo Luo's figure as if she had seen the most terrifying thing in the world, and she was extremely terrified, and she helped the elder to leave in a hurry.

Mo Luo watched the Saintess of the Purple Mansion leave, his eyes always looked like a rabbit that had fallen into his hands, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. At this moment, he glanced at the three people behind him, and said lightly: " let's go."

Said that he took Lei Ying and the three of them and walked away.

Mo Luo came to a palace covered by ancient trees, which was the source square of the Holy Land of Wanchu.

Mo Luo raised his head and glanced at the sign on the palace gate. He seemed to remember something and glanced at the three people behind him: "Let's go in."

After stepping on the stone steps, some stones were placed on both sides by the disciples of the Holy Land of Wanchu for those who came to choose stones.

Mara ignored the rubbish placed outside without even looking at it, and went straight to the depths of the stone workshop. The deeper you went, the older the stone skin inside became, and the smell of the stone became more elusive.

All the way to the depths, Mo Luo finally stopped, opened his mouth and looked at the three of them and said: "You three have also learned from Zhang Wuye for so long, and I want to weigh you today to see how much you have learned."

Throwing down the three Origin Stones, Mo Luo said calmly: "Just use this, I will see who has the most abundant harvest in the end today."

"Here."

Lei Ying and the other three each took down a piece of Origin Stone and began to select it in the stone workshop.

The disciples of the Wanchu Holy Land watched the three people test the source technique with a small piece of the source. They looked at the young faces of the three people, pointed at them and laughed.

“Do rednecks gamble on stones?”

(End of this chapter)