Tyrant Martial God

He has nothing to say about martial arts cultivation. He must invest 100% in it. Otherwise, how can he do it well?

He almost worked hard. He never thought about whether he could stick to it.

In this case, everything is getting better. There's nothing to tell. It's good to immerse yourself in martial arts and constantly improve your martial arts strength.

It seems that I have had the idea to refine the scroll successfully. Under the urging of mangtian, I finally got something and condensed the scroll to success.

The violent breath surged, and he strongly released the strong aura fluctuation, which was almost that kind of strong aura. He felt that the talisman was successfully refined.

For him, it's a thousand blessings and hardships. He has invested too much energy in the nine days of secret Dharma.

Almost without his knowledge, he disappeared. Just like this, he quickly replaced a very strong secret method.

"Axis of purifying poison!" Mo Xie is not an ordinary monk. If he can have strong enough strength, he must have tried his best to succeed.

Most people don't make such a powerful refining scroll. It's really strange to say that having a strong aura can't be refined. Even if you are very familiar with wood properties, you must also have understanding.

Mo Xie, he is because he has strong aura and strong understanding. As for him, he usually doesn't waste any energy, so he began to practice martial arts crazily. Isn't it effective to practice martial arts magic?

This secret method of purifying many poisons is very good. He is also very excited and can't help but start refining with mangtian.

Mangtian is really good at poisons. He wants to do it quickly. His powerful martial arts skills are amazing.

The secret method of black rumbling is restless. After a while, in the blank sand table, the wind and cloud are rolling, and the black air flow is spreading wantonly. The whole area is full of black fog and poisons are harmful to people.

"Purification!"

The scroll was really powerful in the hands of Mo Xie. It was just a blink of an eye. The manic breath purified the black fog into a bright fog.

Slowly, the vast aura filled the air. The martial arts inspired by this scroll were very powerful.

"Another bitter March."

After a little complacent, he should first struggle for some time. At present, he just knows a fart in front of the magic method of martial arts. He doesn't pay too much attention. Once he has to pay attention to it.

Then don't you have to make great efforts to cultivate martial arts?

But what should he do? At present, his state is to cultivate martial arts carefully, otherwise he won't have enough strength.

When he tried hard enough, Mo Xie tried his best in the sand table of time.

"Ha ha! It's really possible. Once I have strong enough martial arts support, I will become strong!"

Of course, immersed in such practice, Mo Xie harvested too much, and there was nothing to talk about.

He spent time day by day. Finally, one day in March of the sand table, he improved his martial arts practice of the scroll.

"Ha ha! I'm really a little powerful. Under this great pressure, I really improved my martial arts!" Mo Xie was a little excited, and a touch of aura appeared on his face. Finally, in this state, he had the courage to break the cauldron into a boat and decisively became strong.

"You're boasting. It's really interesting." mang Tian smiled without saying anything. He really believed that the result was very good. If it didn't get stronger, Mo Xie would really be wasting his energy.

"Boom!"

Out of the "time sand table", he finally walked out of that space slowly. With her extraordinary efforts, he finally understood the scroll of Jiutian martial arts.

Then go out of the pass and stay here again. It's not a long pleated face. He didn't hesitate, quickly appeared in this space, and then walked away.

When he appears in southern Xinjiang, he naturally wants to practice in this area. He first came here to get the wonderful martial arts method. Presumably, the people of feiqingmen haven't found it yet!

In this way, he was a little happy. After all, he became stronger in such a place.

Then he began to wander on this land, but he really has a set. In his spare time, he has a thorough understanding of the situation of Southern Xinjiang. What he really needs to do is to know the length of a hundred families and gain something.

However, on the way, he heard a lot of things about the East famine, which surprised him.

"Many strange things have happened in Donghuang recently. The bright door, the deep forbidden area of the big world have been destroyed, and many powerful experts have been released."

"Who says not! It is said that there is a powerful master in the taixuan gate, with extraordinary combat power. Once a strong attack is made, it will be irresistible."

"We have never thought about how helpless this situation is. Demons rise everywhere, all the heroes wake up, and decent people are powerless."

"Isn't it? It's said that the rebellious disciples of Donghuang taixuanmen captured the treasure of panwu wuzun. The prince of taixuanmen was furious and joined many decent friars to hunt down the boy."

"Good fortune makes people. It's said that the disciples of taixuan sect are all chasing and killing in southern Xinjiang. If the disciple who captured the treasure appears, I'm afraid he won't die well!"

"Look at your crow's mouth, don't talk nonsense. Once the disciples of taixuan gate hear it, you will die!"

"Oh, hey! Look at what you said. It's so mysterious. No matter how terrible he is, isn't it terrible to appear?"

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On the lively wine table, several monks in the Xuanwu realm talked loudly. It was a pleasure to say. They ate wine and water from time to time, which made people sigh with emotion.

"What are you talking about?" suddenly, Mo Xie shot quickly. He looked quite manic like a werewolf. Then he appeared in front of the other party. He picked up the other party's collar and looked indifferent. "You said that the friar of Donghuang was chasing the disciples of taixuan gate?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Master, you really know the truth. It is said that the guy has gone to this place and everyone is looking for him!" the emaciated man was very proud just now. He felt the terrible aura wave released by the other party, and he couldn't calm down.

That terrible power was irresistible, and the man looked solemn and didn't know why.

"Ha! People in southern Xinjiang are chasing and killing?" Mo Xie's wolf head looked very ferocious, stared angrily, and almost wanted to find the source.

The monk with a frightened face trembled, and the drinking, drinking and sweating beside him stopped talking nonsense. He talked nonsense, and the whole person was extremely afraid.

"Yes! Some friars of feiqingmen are interfering in this matter. I don't know what's going on!" the thin restaurant shivered.

"Oh! Prince taixuan is really annoyed. It's actually a sect that sent people to Nanjiang and asked people here to track me. It seems that this guy is also a little concerned." Mo Xie's wolf's head is tight, and the whole person is very upset, and his manic aura flows around.

"Master! Please let us go. We don't know what we look like. You have a lot of..." the thin man trembled with fear and begged for mercy.

The drunkard beside him felt a surge of aura. He took a step first for fear that he would be killed by the Werewolf of the demon family.

Not only the restaurant, but all the others quickly dodged away and didn't dare to look at the werewolf like ink evil.

"Dong!"

Mo Xie glanced at the crowd and quickly threw each other out. His manic aura was very turbulent, but there was no real power to hurt.

"Ah!" the emaciated man, who screamed in horror, was too frightened and hurried away without calming down to do anything.

"These people are really like this, young master. I'll frighten you. In the future, the progress of martial arts cultivation must be slow!" Mo Xie frowned. He was filled with emotion, but there was no nonsense.

He picked up his wine glass and tasted it carefully. This place is very strange. People's guard psychology is too heavy. He doesn't know what to do.

"I really don't know how many kilograms the prince taixuan has. He can make such a terrible move and keep chasing me. It seems that I have changed my face. That seems to be right!" Mo Xie drank and couldn't feel the taste of the wine, so he left quickly. He also had nothing to say, so he quickly took out the "Dukang" wine from the heaven and earth in his sleeve, He also digested Reiki triumphantly.

"It seems that you haven't had time to drink. Just now you asked those silly boys that they have come here to enforce the law!" mangtian suddenly felt something. He whispered in the spiritual space.

"..." the dark evil with a circle on his face is very tasteless. Just now he finally asked something curious. At this moment, there is trouble.

Mo Xie in long robe and mandarin jacket didn't worry about anything. He sat on the wine table calmly, just like an expert in the Jianghu. He sat steadily aside and didn't talk much nonsense.

"You demon friar are so bold that you dare to fight with our people in Tianxiang city. Do you want to make trouble!" he covered himself with armor, released strong aura and held a spear to suppress the enemy.

"Sir, it's him. He just threatened us and actually questioned the defected disciple of Donghuang taixuanmen gun. I suspect he has something to do with the boy. I hope the Sir will catch him and question him!" the thin restaurant showed his teeth and looked resentful.

They are friars in the Xuanwu realm, but they feel that the strength of the "werewolf" is not very strong. It seems that they are friars in the early stage of Xuanwu. Then they quickly return to the law enforcement office of the city tower to call the law enforcement guard.

The place where they are located is not a strong martial arts area. It is the capital around feiqing gate, like an empire. However, outside the border area "Tianxiang city", there are evil sects, and they send law enforcement guards.

"Why? Just asked you a few questions, you want to rely on the law enforcement in the city to suppress me?" Mo Xie took up the cup and swallowed it slowly. He laughed constantly, but he gave a strong killing intention.