Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1851 The Patriarch's Confession

"It seems that it's time for us to come back." Mo Xian looked at the two beautiful figures darting out of the camp, with a faint smile on his lips.

"I kindly asked you to stay and practice, so you are not afraid of ruining this place." Nine-colored deer said a little displeased.

"Don't worry, Emperor Mie Huang Jie is not aimed at this place, and they have a sense of proportion." Mo Xian shrugged, and subconsciously prepared to kick the Nine-Color Elder flying away at its feet.

However, before he fully lifted his foot, he put it down under the threatening eyes of the Nine-Colored Deer.

"boom!"

After a short while, two deafening roars suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.

Immediately afterwards, two thunderbolts as thick as buckets descended suddenly, as if piercing through the entire space, emitting bursts of burnt smell.

"It seems to be a bit stronger than the ordinary Extinguishing Emperor Tribulation. It seems that the counterfeit has indeed put in some thought." There were two lightning flashes in Mo Xian's eyes, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although what Shen Jing and Nan Yuexin caused was just an ordinary disaster of destroying the emperor, it was obviously more tyrannical than usual.

This means that after they succeed, their strength will be much stronger than the average one-star Martial Emperor.

"It's really strange for you human beings to be struck by lightning when you improve your strength. It must be because you have done too many bad things and you have been punished by heaven." Nine-colored deer said.

"Uh, this is a natural law. Human beings have to go through all kinds of ups and downs in order to gain great power." Mo Xian said indifferently, he was deeply touched by this point.

Moreover, Emperor Annihilation can still be foreseen and prevented, but the more dangerous ones are the dangers that exist in the dark. If one is not serious, it will be wiped out.

"Cut, don't say that you humans are great. Although we monsters will not be struck by lightning, it is difficult for us to survive. What's more, you humans deserve to be struck by lightning." Nine-colored deer said .

"Uh, that's right!" Mo Xian said helplessly, the issue of war does exist.

On the entire continent, there are countless battles, large and small, happening every day.

However, there is no way to do this. Although the continent is large, there are also many fighters, but resources are limited, and competition is inevitable.

High above the camp, two women, Shen Jing and Nan Yuexin, respectively occupied a space, and the two clouds of robbery above their heads were frantically pouring out terrifying power.

A streak of lightning tore through the sky, like a ferocious giant python.

A trace of blood soon oozed from the corners of the two girls' mouths, as if they couldn't take it anymore.

Mo Xian was also sweating for them, but in this situation, he had no choice but to carry it by himself.

After another period of time, the two women took out a pill from the ring at the same time, crushed the sealing wax on it, and put it in their mouths.

Moments later, a yellow halo spread out from their bodies, forming a layer of wonderful pill patterns.

This layer of Danwen instantly absorbed a lot of powerful thunder, and transformed it into a relatively soft energy that poured into the bodies of the two women.

In this way, the pressure on the two women was greatly reduced, but the effect of the emperor's calamity was not weakened at all.

"Sure enough, it's much better than my Huangji Pill." Mo Xian shook his head mockingly, and turned his gaze away.

Judging from the current situation, Shen Jing and Nan Yuexin's advancement to the Martial Emperor Realm was a certainty.

In this way, there were two more Martial Emperor Realm powerhouses in their team, and their strength naturally increased.

Seeing Mo Xian and Nine Colors Deer coming back, all the monsters immediately came forward to say hello.

"Patriarch, Master Mo Xian, you are back."

"En." The Nine-Colored Deer responded to every monster that came to say hello in a friendly manner, without any pretensions as the patriarch.

And Mo Xian's title was also upgraded, which made him feel extremely weird, but he was secretly happy in his heart.

Although he is not a big shot, the title of an adult seems to be pretty good.

Soon, all the monsters noticed the Nine-color Elder who was following behind the Nine-color Deer.

Now the strength and memory of Elder Nine Colors have been sealed, and he has become an ordinary deer.

"This... this can't be an elder?" All the monsters said in astonishment. The monsters have experienced a catastrophe this time, and all the elders were killed or injured.

If the person in front of him is Nine Colors Elder, then he is the only remaining Elder.

"Well, but, it is no longer the original elder, from now on we can just treat it as an ordinary fellow." The Nine-Colored Deer said lightly, with a trace of sadness deep in his eyes.

All the beasts seemed to be infected, and they all became sad, even Mo Xian was faintly infected.

"I'm going to deal with the affairs of the clan, you go and play by yourself." After a long time, Nine Colors Deer said lightly.

After this accident, it obviously grew a lot, and began to take the initiative to take on some things that it had been avoiding before.

"En!" Mo Xian nodded without saying anything.

Because he solved several big troubles, Mo Xian was in a good mood, and wandered around the Warcraft camp for the first time.

The monsters he met on the road, no matter they were old, weak, sick or disabled, respected him as an adult, which greatly satisfied his vanity.

Of course, Mo Xian would not really put on an adult posture, and greeted these monsters in a friendly manner.

This was something that was absolutely impossible before. Obviously, with the improvement of his strength, his status has also risen.

Not only in Warcraft, but also in front of those warriors who participated in the Ten Thousand Domains War together, this improvement is even more obvious.

When he first came in, he was almost a piece of meat on the chopping board, and everyone wanted a piece of it.

But now, when most warriors see him, they are very friendly, even in awe.

"Lord Mo Xian, the Nine-color Patriarch asked me to sort out some things for you." After a while, a young five-color deer came over and saluted Mo Xian in a special way.

This made Mo Xian feel quite embarrassed, and quickly returned the salute, then asked, "What is it?"

"It's all rubbish to be disposed of. The patriarch said you might like it." Five-colored deer said.

"Uh, what do you mean I might like garbage." Mo Xian said with a twitching corner of his mouth.

"This is the explanation of the patriarch." Five-colored deer said.

"It really thinks highly of me." Mo Xian shook his head helplessly. Although he knew that the garbage that Nine Colors Deer called was not real garbage, if he said it like that, it would definitely give people some kind of illusion.

Not long after, the five-color deer brought Mo Xian to an unremarkable tree house.

"Go in by yourself, I can't go in." The five-color deer said, and then stepped aside to act as a guard.

"It's so mysterious!" Mo Xian was taken aback, then opened the door and walked in.

The five-color deer looked at Mo Xian curiously. This place was where their patriarch lived. Although it was only temporary, no monsters were allowed to enter, let alone humans.

After Mo Xian went in, he found that it was just an ordinary bedroom that could no longer be ordinary.

There was actually a bed inside, but the bed was covered with a rather soft hay.

"Strange, does this demonic beast also sleep on the bed!" Mo Xian muttered softly, looking around the bedroom at the same time.

There is an old table on one side of the bedroom. It looks old, but it is still very beautiful, and there is a mirror.

On the corner of the table was a piece of paper with Mo Xian's name written on it.

(End of this chapter)