Honghuang: Rebirth of Lingzhu, I am the leader of the Western Cult

The gap between the virtual and the real, within the magpie mountain.

Above the Black Lotus, below the Golden Wheel.

Moro's expression was calm, like a passerby, unraveling Moyan's doubts and telling about his past.

"I'll tell you a story. "

Accompanied by Moro Luo, Mo Yan knew the ins and outs of the matter.

In the last era, I wish Yu Lao Zu offended the Demon Ancestor.

He knew that he was going to die, so he arranged everything in advance.

I didn't know that this was all in the eyes of the Demon Ancestor, and he had other plans.

At that time, the war between the three clans was not far away, and the demons and the Tao were also about to fight, and Queshan was the idle chess set up by the Demon Ancestor.

The Demon Ancestor selected a lotus seed from the twelve world-destroying black lotuses and planted a wisp of divine thought into it.

Taking advantage of the fact that Zhu Yu Lao Zu opened the mountain gate and dismissed the grass and wood clan, he quietly sent the lotus seeds into the Queshan Mountain, and secretly incarnated, guiding Zhu Yu Lao Zu to find the gap between the virtual and the real, this place is special, the way of heaven is weak, and the drift is uncertain.

Later, he bewitched Zhu Yu Lao Zu to seal the dojo with immortal spiritual light, ostensibly to prevent the inheritance pearl from being dusted, but in fact, to prevent the living beings from trespassing on Queshan Mountain and breaking the back hand.

Dao Demon War, Demon Ancestor Fight Failed.

It is even more to collapse the West, heaven and earth do not like it, and the flood is disgusted.

Dao Ancestor combined the luck of heaven and earth, and after healing from his injuries, he became holy in this era.

At the moment of his sanctification, when he relaxed his vigilance, the Demon Ancestor who lived in the Heavenly Demon Realm outside the domain also woke up from his slumber, and quietly moved with the help of the supreme rules of Heavenly Dao Balance and Yin and Yang Mutual Restraint.

In the gap between the virtual and the real, a demonic aura outside the sky surged in.

On the Magpie Mountain, the long-dormant lotus seeds bloom with a ghostly light and burst out with endless vitality.

The lotus seeds took root and sprouted, and the divine thoughts finally woke up.

Although he is an insignificant remnant god, with low strength and incomplete memory, he will replace the Demon Ancestor, and after accumulating enough strength, he will return to the West and start the battle between Dao and Demon again.

even led the Demon Ancestor to come back to the wilderness.

In the years that followed, the remnant god grew up with the lotus seeds.

Although Queshan is only a Zhongpin Cave Heavenly Blessed Land, the Demon Ancestor has sealed a large amount of Innate Divine Water, Innate Divine Soil and Mother Lotus Origin in the lotus seeds, which is enough for the lotus seeds to grow smoothly.

When the lotus seed has successfully grown into a nine-grade black lotus, the remnant god has also completed itself, and he is the demon ancestor of the past, and he is also the demon of today.

It was born from the fusion of the Nine Rank Black Lotus and the Demon Qi.

In order to become strong as soon as possible, Mo Luo devoured the shape-shifting creatures in the mountain, strengthened the origin, and refined the spiritual treasure left by Zhu Yu Ancestor.

In the years that followed, Moro had been concentrating on cultivation.

Although he hid in the Queshan Mountain, he had never seen heaven and earth, seen sentient beings, had no other opportunities to create assistance, and had no blessing of heaven and earth, but by seeing himself and adding the legacy of the Demon Ancestor, Mo Luo still practiced until the later stage of Da Luo.

I thought that the gap between the virtual and the real was calm and safe enough, so that he could silently improve his strength until he had the power to subvert the world and redefine the world, but he didn't expect that one day there would be a creature breaking in.

disturbed the silence and woke him from his retreat.

This is the power of an innate high-grade spiritual root transformation.

The roots are deep and vibrant.

In order not to expose his hiding place, and in order to go further, Mo Luo was tempted to manipulate the Nine Rank Black Lotus to suppress the comer.

As a result, the success fell short.

............

Mo Yan's expression was solemn.

I can't imagine that Mo Luo and Demon Ancestor still have this kind of relationship.

At the same time, he sighed that the great power of the flood is really not easy to get along, prevent trouble, and calculate far-reaching, I don't know how many backhands are hidden.

At the same time, he looked at Moro with a touch of appreciation.

Calm and wise, frank and free, and unchaotic.

Behind bars, there is no shouting madness, no hysterical rants, no brainless and dull threats.

On the contrary, he accepts the reality very calmly, and even his own origin can be told in a calm tone.

This kind of bold mind!

This mentality of being able to afford to put it down!

Let Mo Yan see the demeanor of the Great Demon of the Flood Desolation!

Perhaps, this is the real devil!

Despite appreciation, Moyan is afraid of trouble.

When dealing with enemies, no matter how big or small, strong or weak, he has never been soft-hearted, and he has always been ruthless.

Kill to stop killing, and protect the Tao with a pure heart.

Especially since the enemy is still an all-pervasive demon!

Mo Yan didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

After listening to the story, I asked a few more questions.

Mora knew everything and didn't hide it.

The two enemies who fought just now are like old friends at this moment.

When Moro asked Moyan about his identity and what his relationship was with the Twelve Rank Pure World White Lotus, Mo Yan immediately took action.

Ten thousand zhang through the sky, the emerald bamboo law and the golden wheel of merit were pressed down.

There are too many strange spells in the desolate world, and Moro is related to the Demon Ancestor, so he should master a lot of incredible magical powers.

In order to prevent accidents and reduce cause and effect, lest after Moro knew about it, the Demon Ancestor would also know about it, and he did it directly.

Above the black lotus, Mo Luo's complexion finally changed.

A large area of the laws of the Demon Dao surged, colliding with the laws of freedom.

It's a pity that he was suppressed first, and then he was seriously injured because of the treasure money, plus the Nine Grades Pure World White Lotus.

Moro only lasted for a thousand years, and he was beyond his strength.

Faced with the result of the repression of the Law and the Golden Wheel and the possibility of losing his soul, he smiled strangely:

"The Demon Ancestor is immortal, and the Demon Luo is immortal. "

"The black lotus is not destroyed, and the demon seed will last forever. "

"After endless years, the deity will say goodbye to you. "

"At that time, the devil will fall into the heavens and the earth, the sun and the moon will be dim, and I will retrieve this nine-rank black lotus with my own hands. "

The words fell.

Mo Luo sacrificed his cultivation and shook the imprint of the demon ancestor in the primordial god.

A strange force surged.

Break through the law phase, rush the golden wheel, and break through the shackles.

In Mo Yan's shocked gaze, Mo Luo turned into a seed of primordial gods, flew out of Queshan, and disappeared strangely.

The sky outside the gap between the virtual and the real has changed greatly.

Dark clouds, lightning and thunder, like the end of the world.

It's a pity that the heavenly punishment has not yet come, and it is forced to dissipate with a strange and powerful force.