I want to embrace the moon for nine days

"Such a sharp and heavy murderous aura. It seems that you have just suppressed a powerful Void Master from the Fox Clan."

The tail of the Dragon Prince's eyelids turned upward, showing a little more interest. "I thought you were just guest officials secretly recruited by the foxes. It seems that I underestimated you."

"But you are so murderous, yet you still have a smile on your face. Don't you think it's a bit hypocritical?"

Su Hanshan laughed: "Beating up a few beasts is supposed to make people happy, but the one I just chopped off wasn't big enough, so it only made me smile. If I chopped you off, it would probably make me excited and laugh a few times."

The old Taoist woman holding the wooden staff still looked a little unbelievable at this time: "You are really Su Hanshan, how can you cultivate so fast?!"

This old Taoist woman was none other than the Holy Mother Wu Ling who was the king of the South China Sea in the demon-conquering world back then.

When she tried to communicate with the Hongdao artifact left by the Taoist Voodoo Master, she directly attracted the attention of the old Dragon Emperor of Yuyuan Longting, who took her away.

He received personal instruction from the Dragon Emperor, was granted permission to practice in a secret realm where time was accelerated, received resources from the Dragon Court, and had access to countless secret books and notes of Voodoo that were looted from the Dragon Court.

Her cultivation speed is one of the best even among the many princes in Longting. Now she is already a leader in the realm of heaven and man, but she still has no clue about the secret realm of the void.

Unexpectedly, Su Hanshan, who was once regarded by her as a strong rival and a rookie, could still make rapid progress after reaching the fifth level, and now he has taken a big step ahead of her.

The thoughts of the man and the two dragons collided and they had a brief exchange.

Ma Jiugong did not interrupt, but just observed the treasury in this hall. The internal space of this hall which served as a treasury was much larger than the space for storing his natal gold medal.

Inside the palace, there were countless seven-inch golden trays floating, which were obviously some kind of space magic tools.

The tiny lotus placed on the pallet seemed to be just the right size, and the huge wooden box and even the flying ship placed on the pallet also seemed to be just the right size.

There are tens of thousands of treasures here, and they are all good things that can be of great benefit to fourth-level strongmen.

According to value, they are arranged from low to high and divided into five grades and five heights.

The gifts that Prince Long had sent before, including the Xuanming Star Iron, the Celestial Battle Armor, and the Void Sword Embryo, were also stored here.

But these treasures that once amazed the distinguished guests are only stored on the fourth floor.

There are only a dozen or so pallets left corresponding to the fifth floor.

The "Ancient Tongtian Yindao Incense" that Ma Jiugong wanted to find the most was not among these treasures.

It was not until he noticed the Mother Goddess of Wu Ling that he discovered a strange aura from the demon dragon, vaguely connected to a position higher than the fifth-level treasure.

He followed the scent and peeked again, only then did he vaguely see that there was a sixth layer of trays.

There was only one tray on the entire sixth floor, and on the tray was only one treasure, which looked like a bunch of dead grass.

But after just a vague glance, Ma Jiugong felt that billions of inspirations suddenly surged in his mind, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't catch anything.

He immediately confirmed that it was the Tongtian Youdao Incense.

"Fellow Daoist Hanshan, the Tongtian Youdao incense is originally a method of making incense by the ancient witches. This Holy Mother Wu Ling must have received the true teachings of the Wudu Dao and the recognition of the Wudu Dao Hongdao artifact. Only then can she directly sense the location of the witch incense in the Jinpan Palace and determine the direction to find it..."

Although Ma Jiugong did not dare to make a calculation, he had extensive knowledge and had roughly guessed the whole story in an instant. Suddenly, there was a flying knife in his right hand.

"I'll hold them back. Fellow Daoist, you take action immediately and break the forbidden spell first, and take away the things on the tray."

He said this almost explicitly.

The two sides were already too close, with the auras of the powerful men entangled. It was unrealistic to communicate secretly at this time.

But as long as he had the flying knife in his hand, it made no difference whether he said it openly or secretly.

No one in the world can ignore the threat of Confucianism's ultimate flying knife!
The foundation of the Holy Mother Wu Ling was weak, and even though she had a powerful trump card, she couldn't help but feel her eyelids twitching. She stepped back a little, and the connection between her and the sixth-layer tray became unstable under the threat of the flying knife.

Although Ma Jiugong was a master of Confucianism, he usually laughed and scolded, and sometimes even wandered around dressed as a beggar. He was not a very serious and old-fashioned person.

But when he held the flying knife in his hand, he looked so serious that he didn't seem like a human being.

It is like a ritual incarnation and sculpture of an ancient saint constructed by ten thousand scriptures, a million interpretations, and ten million disciples.

This has gone beyond the scope of human beings and is completely an embodiment of authority.

Only such authority can carve the Spring and Autumn Annals into pieces, write the final history books, and leave a definitive conclusion for an entire period of history in the vast world.

But just as he was making the perfect preparation to draw his sword, Prince Long pushed him with one hand.

Normally, when a person threatens someone with a flying knife, the person being threatened will either be afraid and compromise, or fearless and move forward courageously.

There is a causal relationship between all of this.

But when Prince Long made this move, it was so abrupt that it was as if there was no cause and effect relationship at all.

There is no threat, no need to make trade-offs, no need to emphasize one’s confidence, no need for this process.

In Prince Long's eyes and mind, the flying knife did not exist at all, and he was even pinching the fox in his hand.

It was as if he wanted to suppress the fox and kill Ma Jiugong with one hand.

Authority should not be offended.

Before Ma Jiugong could even come to his senses, the flying knife in his hand had already been automatically launched out.

This knife is amazing. The edge of the knife seems to be able to point directly at the concept. Whether subjective or objective, it can be nailed on by the tip of the knife and leave a mark.

Before reaching the target, anything in the air would be pierced through by the knife without leaving any trace.

No matter whether it is the body of the fox or the fox's secret realm in the void, as long as it is not the target, this knife will naturally not hurt it.

But when the knife penetrated into the fox's body, the connection was suddenly lost.

boom! ! !
Ma Jiugong felt that he had never heard such a dull roar in his life.

Prince Dragon crushed the fox with his palm, and the secret realm of the void in the fox's body shrank rapidly.

It was like a plump snow pear turned into a dried red date. The mountains and rivers inside the secret realm collapsed and compressed in large areas.

The fox clan's supreme elder, known as the Red Plum Fairy, and the countless plum blossoms in the secret realm were all frozen at this moment, and the entire plum forest was compressed like dust.

The Red Plum Fairy's self-aura and Ma Jiugong's knife were both trapped in this shrinking secret realm.

They were all covered by the five fingers of Prince Long and were completely held in his palm.

The dragon scales on his hand had changed from golden color to pure black. After grabbing the fox and killing it, he clenched his fist and punched towards Ma Jiugong.

Ding! ! !
Su Hanshan's long sword stabbed diagonally, and the starry sky above his head surged from the previous palace and spread out on the dome of the current palace. However, just when the starry sky was halfway spread out, it seemed to be blocked by a dark giant, and a large number of star points of light curled up and could not continue to spread out.

"He happens to be a counter to your sword, go and collect the treasure!"

Su Hanshan pushed Ma Jiugong away, and with a slight movement of his right hand, the sword was actually bent.

"This prince is not just a sword that can defeat him!"

Two pitch-black dragon horns grew on the forehead of the Seventy-Third Prince, his eyes were like dark gold, the dragon scales on his body had turned black, and his fangs were sharp.

"Didn't you say that you didn't see the importance of bloodline in my slave?"

"This prince does not use any martial arts techniques, but only relies on the power of blood to open your eyes!!"

Su Hanshan's sword and Prince Long's fist separated at the same time.

In an instant, the black fist shadow and the green sword light had intersected countless times.

The confrontation between the two did not produce any roar, only a slight choking sound, as if metal was rubbing against each other.

The scales of the Dragon Prince could absorb the sound of the entire Void Secret Realm shrinking, leaving only a muffled sound.

Now the sound of the confrontation between the two can hardly escape the absorption of those scales.

But just by these tiny sound waves, dissipating, they had already caused the piece of Xuanming Star Iron on the treasure tray in the distance to resonate and emit a slight sound.

The scales of the Dragon Prince and the Xuanming Star Iron seem to be made of the same material.

According to legend, Yuyuan is where the sun sets. The dragon clan of Yuyuan Longting can trace their bloodline back to ancient times. They are a different species among the five-clawed true dragons. Unlike ordinary true dragons, they love to call the wind and rain, spit out clouds and mist, and control thunder.

The Yuyuan Dragon Clan is more fond of tempering their bodies with the true fire of the sun, but they do not use true fire when fighting the enemy. They fight the divine beast Zhu Yan and the ferocious beast Jiuying purely with their physical bodies. They are cruel, aggressive, and domineering.

When the seventy-third prince cultivated to the secret realm of the void, the dragon scales on his body naturally transformed into the material of Xuanming Star Iron.

The reason why this kind of casting material can be called a treasure is that it is not only extremely strong on the material level, but also directly contains a certain kind of laws of heaven and earth, which implies the trend of the world's operation that "the great sun will eventually perish and turn into the dark world."

The scales of the divine dragon, the living Xuanming Star Iron, are of course much more magical than the dead Xuanming Star Iron in this respect.

Su Hanshan's Universal Sword Scripture, the Xuanyin Demon King Crushing Style, was a piece of cake when he defeated Hu Yutang before. But now, when he was fighting against Prince Long's bloodline instinct, he didn't even gain any advantage.

With true thoughts, the power of the sword of thought, after the Demon King was shattered, could not penetrate the dragon scales. Instead, it was pulled and attached to the surface of the dragon scales.

It's like a meteorite that approaches a star, which will be captured by the star and eventually become dust and debris on the surface of the star.

The only change after the fight between Prince Long and Su Hanshan was that there seemed to be more dust on the scales of his hands.

"The blood and flesh of a dragon are enough to rival everything you have. At this point, coupled with the wisdom of this prince, what do you think will be your fate?!"

Prince Long laughed loudly, and his hands finally began to change from simple fists.

When he spread out the five fingers of his right hand, he could vaguely see that the shrunken secret realm was also contained in a dragon scale space in the palm of his hand. In each of the other dragon scales, the depth of space also expanded, giving the impression of a deeper texture.

Such hands, as if grasping and pressing, make the surrounding space feel thin and decayed.

This treasury palace is a treasure built by the ninth-level ancestor. Although it is not of the same level as the natal magic weapon, it is difficult for ordinary void warriors to destroy it by simply attacking the door or wall.

Now, simply affected by the aftermath of the Dragon Prince's attack, the beams, doors, windows and floor tiles all showed mottled marks, as if rust was growing, and fragile tiny cracks were spreading.

"Yu Yuan's Great Technique, Xuan Ming's Falling Hand!"

The deeper the Dragon Prince's scales appear, the more decayed and dilapidated the space around him appears.

When the powerful void warriors absorbed the original energy of the void and came into contact with this decaying space, they all felt as if their strength was suddenly lost and they wandered around without a trace, with no strength left.

Su Hanshan dodged hurriedly, his sword moving in the air, refusing to take the palm force head-on. Frowning slightly, he used the Ten Thousand Dimension Sword Scripture to simulate the moves of many powerful men in the Xuanyuan Dimension. Although each of them had its own merits, they often had miraculous effects.

But after all, there is no ready-made World Wide Web for him to use in the Abyss Realm. The real source of support for his combat power is still the Chunyang Hedao Pill.

He only has this one immortal magical power as his main focus.

It seems a bit difficult to deal with a guy like Prince Dragon, who has extremely strong blood, a strong foundation, and good skills.

"it is good!"

After Su Hanshan frowned, he suddenly relaxed his brows, and a scene of a bright moon in the sky accompanied by stars appeared in his eyes.

"Then I will use my extremely fresh new moves, which I haven't even created yet, to counter your old magical skills!"

The moon in the human world of the Abyss is not an ordinary stone satellite like those in the Earth dimension.

When Su Hanshan was in the Middle-earth before, he didn't feel it much, but now, on the one hand, his cultivation has reached a high level.

Secondly, the demon tribe of Lingzhou has always used moon worship as the root of their practice. The mystery of the moon here is more dynamic, permeating into various details, which greatly inspired Su Hanshan.

The moon in the human world of the Abyss should essentially be a pulsar with a clear and cold spectrum that emits huge pulses on its own.

The demons worship the moon and understand the rhythm of their blood. After the demons die, traces of their lives are left on the land. They are pushed directly into the ground by the pulse of the bright moon and are deeply imprinted in the earth's veins.

Every time the moon comes out, the imprint of all the monsters and spirits becomes deeper in the veins of Lingzhou.

The so-called pulse rhythm has its own ups and downs, and different heights.

Every time the height changes, some of the demon clan's traces, which have been deeply branded, will be extracted and spread to the surface, making this continent more suitable for the demon clan to survive.

It can be said that the Haoyue Pulse is the true root of the demon race.

The human race's Qi-refining martial arts also have the art of moon refining, which also studies this aspect, but it is not as focused and prominent as that of the demon race.

Su Hanshan used the Tiandu Pure Yang Technique to sublimate the immortal magical power of Pure Yang He Dao. The second immortal magical power could be sublimated into the laws of heaven and earth related to the moon using the Xuanyin Sou Mo Technique.

Originally, he thought that the moon reflected the light of the sun, focusing on the image of yin emptiness, and he already had an idea of ​​the bright moon returning to emptiness.

After arriving in Lingzhou, he became ambitious and had bigger ideas. For a while, the second kind of immortal magical power required a stronger foundation and was difficult to practice.

But the sun is a star, and the moon is also a star. Especially in the human world of the Abyss, whether it is the sun or the moon, because of their power, once they appear, they will cause subtle changes in the stars in the sky.

He planned to use the wonder of the movement of the stars as a balance, with Chun Yang at one end. When the second magical power had not yet taken shape, he would call upon the original power between heaven and earth that was similar to the second magical power.

(End of this chapter)