Flower Demon Nirvana: Immortal Venerable Difficult to Control

Chapter 161

The person who led the way led Mo Zishu to a gate and retreated respectfully.

The door opened automatically on both sides, Mo Zishu smoothed the wrinkled clothes on his body, and walked in.

The four sides of the main hall are decorated with stone lions that are consistent with the outside, and there are strange murals on the walls.

"Tianzun." Coming to a lobby, a voice came from a high position.

Mo Zishu raised his eyes to look at the people above the high position, a man and a woman. The robes on their bodies were painted with evil spirits from the underworld. The man wore a black dragon crown and the woman wore a phoenix. He bowed, "Zi Shu risked it." However, I hope that Concubine Ming will forgive me.”

Mingzun got up and looked at the Mozi book in the audience, his eyes were locked tightly as if he was looking at something, "Tianzun is really good at fighting a hundred years ago, and he was still an immortal. I heard that Tianzun sat in the Fuyun Pavilion a few years ago. I still have too much faith in the position of the world lord, but seeing it now has solved my king's doubts."

Mo Zishu smiled modestly when he heard the words, "It's just that Zishu's fate is great, and he is not as godlike as the Six Realms said."

"I don't know what Tianzun's so-called big finger refers to?" Mingzun frowned slightly, looking at Mo Zishu with a hint of displeasure.

Mo Zishu raised his head and took a step forward, "It's fate that Zishu survived."

"I don't know whether Tianzun's Chixue Sword is better or this king's Dragon Slaying Knife is better." Mingzun looked at Mo Zishu with a malicious smile, and Concubine Ming behind felt something was wrong, stepped forward to block He Xuanyuan and said in a low voice: " Your Majesty, I'm afraid this matter is a bit inappropriate, after all, the underworld at this moment..."

"Why did my concubine say this? This king also wanted to discuss with Tianzun. You must know that Tianzun came to this king's place, but there was no sound at all. If it weren't for the ghost complaint, this king might not even know where Tianzun is. I don't even know, this is not the way to treat guests." He Xuanyuan's mouth was lightly raised, and he spoke with something in his words.

"Ming Zun came here to bother me about something." At this moment, Mo Zishu didn't want to fight him. Naturally, it was the poisonous blood on Ye Xi's body that mattered.

"Hey! What is Tianzun talking about? This king just likes to find someone to discuss with others. Could it be that Tianzun can't satisfy this king?" He Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows at Mo Zishu.

Mo Zishu sounded very helpless, and it was obvious that he was required to explain his trespass into the Demon World, or it could be said to be a punishment.

"Since that's the case, then Zishu will accept it." Mo Zishu had no choice but to follow her request. No matter what, the matter must be resolved.

He Xuanyuan laughed loudly when he heard the words, "Okay! If Tianzun can beat this king, don't say it's a favor, ten of this king will agree!"

"Is this true?" Mo Zishu looked at him and questioned.

"Seriously!" He Xuanyuan said to the ghost servants below, "Put on the Dragon Slaying Saber!"

Mo Zishu frowned, "Is it right here?"

"Of course not, let's go outside." He Xuanyuan said and wanted to go down, but was held back by Concubine Ming. Seeing that He Xuanyuan insisted on fighting Mo Zishu, she had no choice but to let him go .

About five people came over carrying an extremely huge knife, and He Xuanyuan stretched out his hand to invite out Mozi's book, "Tianzun, this way."

Mo Zishu made a slight gift and walked outside.

The two came out, and the Mozun led him to a river of molten magma. The red-black rock was connected from the stone bank next door to his feet, and only one person was allowed to pass by.

Mo Zishu glanced at the magma under his feet, and frowned slightly, fearing that the Chixue Sword could not be used well here.This He Xuanyuan was clearly looking for trouble for him.

"I don't know if Tianzun's words will count or not?" He Xuanyuan glanced at the few subordinates standing behind, and it was obvious that if Mo Zishu said no, they would laugh at them.

Mo Zishu nodded, "That's natural, I don't know how Mingzun wants to compare?"

Mingzun touched the beard at the corner of his mouth when he heard the words, and seemed to think seriously for a moment, "Naturally, the beating is done standing up." As he spoke, the man behind who was carrying the big knife opened the cover, and there was a golden light, and the big knife was thrown away. Get up, Ming Zun jumped up, took the big knife and stood above the lava.

Mo Zishu frowned slightly. Although the length of this saber is no different from the size of a normal broadsword, but if you want to compare it with the material, I'm afraid it will lose a lot. On the dazzling golden sword in between, a golden dragon hovers between the handle and the blade. Between the blades, the dragon's head is used as the handle, and the dragon's body is used as the blade. There are only two colors of silver and gold under the whole body.

Mo Zishu flew up, a white light suddenly appeared, and the Chixue Sword appeared in his hand. The two stood on the rock in the middle, and the scorching lava even exploded a few sparks from time to time.

With the sword in hand, there were bursts of humming sounds. This is the divine sword and divine sword among the eight great artifacts of the six worlds. The two seem to be more eager to fight than their masters.

A gust of strong wind blew by, gusts of scorching wind rushed towards us, and at some point there were many spectators around. Mo Zishu and He Xuanyuan looked at each other and smiled, as if this was another long-lost battle.

With a turn of the sword, Mo Zishu tapped lightly between his feet, and with a lift of the blade, He Xuanyuan flew up, the swords and swords intersected, and the two passed each other. Blocked by a sword, his body straightened back, He Xuanyuan looked directly at Mo Zishu, the corner of his mouth curled up in a treacherous arc, he held a knife in one hand and wanted to hit Mo Zishu with the other, Mo Zishu held a sword in the other, He also blocked his palm back, the blade and the sword intersected, the blade was light while the blade was heavy, Mo Zishu's body began to be suppressed by the Dragon Saber, and he went down bit by bit.He Xuanyuan looked at Mo Zishu who was about to fall into the lava and said in a low voice, "Tianzun, take care."

Mo Zishu frowned and saw Chi Xuejian being suppressed by the dragon-slaying knife. He looked at the rock wall beside him, turned around, and bent down. The sword swept across his abdomen, and a strand of black hair that was still hanging down was covered Cut into the lava and turned into ashes.He held the sword in one hand, miraculously supported the other hand on the lava, jumped up, and flew up again. All the ghosts around were amazed, but He Xuanyuan saw what happened at that moment, Mo Zishu With one hand, he froze the lava under his hands with a layer of ice, just because the temperature of the lava here is much higher than that in the human world, even if it is ice, it only lasts for a moment, but this moment is enough for Mo Zishu .

Mozi's book fell to the ground slowly, and the corners of his robe shrank together due to the high temperature where he had just touched. chills.

He Xuanyuan landed on the opposite rocky bank, he laughed loudly, "Tianzun is really amazing."

Mo Zishu stretched out his hand and bowed, "I'm sorry Mingzun."

"But..." He Xuanyuan smiled, looked up at Mo Zishu and shouted: "Tianzun, the competition is not over yet..."

As he spoke, he jumped up and flew out of the rocky bank. For a moment, He Xuanyuan's body disappeared in mid-air. Mo Zishu frowned slightly, and the blade of the dragon-slaying knife passed by his neck.

Mo Zishu leaned back and slid out continuously, looking at the dragon-slaying knife in front of him, the blade was like a roaring dragon.He held the Chixue Sword tightly, and used the blade of the sword to resist the blade of the Dragon Slaying Knife, sparks overflowed.

He Xuanyuan flew backwards, and Mo Zishu was standing a few meters away from him with the Chixue sword in his hand, both of them trembled slightly, but it was quickly covered up.

He Xuanyuan held the sword high in both hands, and Mo Zishu flew towards the high place with the sword in one hand, only to hear He Xuanyuan's roar, and immediately the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and a long golden dragon roared away.

Mozishu's Chixue sword was also swung away, and a white light rushed towards Hexuanyuan's golden dragon. For a moment, there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him, and there was a huge roar, Mozishu and Hexuanyuan were both blown away by the powerful airflow.

Mo Zishu knelt on one knee, his fingers were as pale as paper, and several blue veins were connected under the skin, which were very conspicuous.He raised his head and looked at He Xuanyuan in front of him. The heavy dragon-slaying knife made He Xuanyuan's already tired body support unconsciously. The dragon-slaying knife was stuck on the ground. His expression is still high-spirited.

"Tianzun, this king is convinced today." He Xuanyuan wiped the blood from his mouth and said with a smile.

Mo Zishu forced himself to stand up, a bright red overflowed from the corner of his mouth.He wiped it with one hand and looked at Mingzun, "Mingzun's Golden Dragon Break really lives up to its reputation..."

He Xuanyuan smiled, and shouted to the surrounding subordinates: "Send Tianzun back to the Underworld Palace so that he can receive you." He patted his chest and looked at Mo Zishu and said: "Mo Zishu! I, He Xuanyuan, don't have any Whoever you have admired, even that stinky boy from the Demon Realm, you have to live in peace when you come here, you are my He Xuanyuan's brother in today's battle!"

Mo Zishu pulled the Chixue Sword from the ground, "It must be Zishu's luck!"

He Xuanyuan and Mo Zishu headed in the direction of the Nether Palace. The ghosts at the scene were still silent in the rare battle just now. They were covered in cold sweat. The top of the mountain collapsed, and the cracks on the ground stretched for hundreds of meters, and a lot of lava overflowed in the rock cracks.

Mo Zishu was sent back to the Underworld Palace and when he first came here are two different situations.Before stepping into the gate, there were dozens of people on both sides outside the gate, and dozens of monsters surrounded the two sides. Mo Zishu just took a step forward and everyone bowed and said: "Welcome to Tianzun."

Mo Zishu was taken aback for a moment, and glanced at He Xuanyuan who was beside him, only to see him laugh out loud, "This is the ceremony for receiving honored guests from the Demon Realm."

"Mingzun treats Zishu with such courtesy, Zishu really doesn't know how..."

"Tianzun ranks first in the four weeks. Today is my king's presumptuousness. If there is any offence, I can only express my apology with this gift." He Xuanyuan snatched the words, and then invited Mo Zishu and walked in.

After this battle, although He Xuanyuan greeted him with a smile on his face, no one could imagine what he was thinking at this moment...

(End of this chapter)