"The great supernatural power cultivated by the Emperor of Heaven, I advise you to know as little as possible!"
Emperor Beixuan Yao looked at Mo Nan, with hesitation and regret in his eyes, his tone changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Do you know the relationship between the emperor Mo Fusu and me? Now you can have the emperor Shi Jinshen, what is your relationship with Mo Fusu?"
Hearing this, Mo Nan secretly took a deep breath.
He knew that if this continued, his identity would be discovered sooner or later. For others, reincarnation and rebirth may be inconceivable, but for a powerful person at the level of Beixuan Yaodi, they would believe in rebirth.
"It doesn't do you any good to know what the relationship is!" Mo Nan kept it a secret for so long, and at this time, he absolutely didn't want to fail.
"I just want to ask you, do you really want to kill Ji Futu?" Beixuan Yaodi stared blankly at Mo Nan, then suddenly raised his voice, his tone became unusually firm and cold.
"Yes——I not only want to kill Ji Futu, but also Zhan Tiangong and the entire Tuntian clan!" Mo Nan's eyes shone brightly.
Beixuan Yaodi's body trembled, he clenched his fist, his tone became firmer, and he shouted in a deep voice:
"Okay! Gentleman promises, I will help you!"
Said, Beixuan Yaodi stretched out his hand and grabbed his chest, as if breaking some seal, he took out a pill furnace the size of a watermelon with a clicking sound.
As soon as the pill furnace came out, there was an echo in the world!
Mo Nan's pupils shrank, and he blurted out: "Daqian God Furnace!"
The corner of Beixuan Yaodi's mouth slightly hooked, and he gave Mo Nan a weird look, with a certain look in his eyes!
This Daqian God Refining Furnace is a secret among his secrets. Who would have thought that Mo Nan would recognize it at a glance?
Could it be that, does Mo Nan really have anything to do with Mo Fusu who was a thousand years ago? Is he also an apprentice taught by Mo Fusu? Is it because Mo Nan hates the Tuntian Clan so much to avenge his master Mo Fusu?
"That's right - it's been a thousand years, and it's time for me to do something for him!"
Hum——
When the Daqian God Furnace was opened, a white ray of light rushed into the sky, and an incomparably rich elixir fragrance overflowed between the heaven and the earth, even cultivators hundreds of miles away could smell it.
Swish Swish Swish!
On the ground, it was just a layer of small green grass, but now it is infected by this elixir, and it immediately begins to transform, directly turning into a high-level spiritual grass, thriving!
Beixuan Yaodi took out a crystal clear pill from it with one hand.
This divine pill is about the size of a lychee, with endless pill power rolling out, and at a glance, there are still pill spirits entangled around it. What's even more exaggerated is that within a radius of 100 meters of the divine pill, four golden phantoms appeared in four directions. These four phantoms are generals of one party, and they are actually guarding this divine pill.
"Jiuque Taiqing Pill!" Mo Nan opened his eyes. This kind of magic pill is said to be the God Transforming Golden Pill of Jiuque Taiqing Palace. Just one magic pill is enough to create a god. This kind of magic pill needs to be burned in the top ten of the strange fire list, plus the blood of the phoenix. It takes three hundred years of refining to become a pill!
This kind of magic pill was discovered by Mo Nan in the fragments of the Tiandi Library back then, and he told him the pill formula as a gift at the birthday banquet of Beixuan Yaodi.
Unexpectedly, this Beixuan Medicine Emperor was actually refined!
"Ah—" Beixuan Yaodi looked up at Mo Nan in shock, the muscles on his face trembling: "You, how do you know that this is called Jiuque Taiqing Pill?"
Mo Nan knew that he lost his words in a moment of excitement, and he immediately said in a deep voice: "What's the matter? I even understand the formula of the Dragon Clan, let alone the Jiuque Taiqing Pill."
It's no secret that he knows the Dragon Clan's formula, presumably Beixuan Yaodi also knew about it long ago.
"Really? Don't say so much! This elixir was originally intended to be used by me when I was trying to prove the Dao, but you found the Dao Wuxiang fruit for me back then, and this elixir is cheaper for you! Take it, and help you cultivate the Dao!" The Beixuan Medicine Emperor handed over the elixir.
Mo Nan knew that this was definitely not the time to refuse. What he had to deal with was the Tuntian Clan, and he would not let go of even a little way to improve his cultivation.
"Thank you-"
However, Mo Nan didn't want this divine pill that could only be refined in three hundred years for nothing. He first collected the divine pill directly into the world of true spirits, and then sealed the "Datian Pill Dao" on his wrist. "The source is handed over to Beixuan Medicine Emperor.
Both parties received what they wanted, so naturally everyone is happy.
"This Jiuque Taiqing Dan must be refined immediately. How much you can improve depends on your own good luck!" Beixuan Yaodi took a deep look at Mo Nan, turned his head and walked out the door.
Mo Nan, on the other hand, stepped out directly, boarded a huge starry space battleship of the Luoshen clan, and retreated cross-legged in the room on the floor.
Leave the matter here to them!
If other powerful people obtained this Nine Que Taiqing Pill, they might only be able to absorb half of the power, because in the process of absorption, a lot will definitely be lost.
But Mo Nan is different, he has the true spirit world, even if the pill power is lost, it will flow into his true spirit world!
He didn't lose a bit if the meat rotted in the pot!
At this time, many race leaders boarded the Starship Battleship one after another to see what happened to the King of the Monan clan.
"What's the matter? Is the clan king unwilling to meet people?"
"Everyone, don't worry! The demon king has received the help of Beixuan Yaodi's divine elixir, and is currently in retreat. I believe that when he comes out again, his cultivation will be improved to a higher level!"
Everyone nodded their heads. They also vaguely guessed something when they smelled the danxiang just now.
"Everyone, during these days, why don't you all find the source of the Dao more and gather your colleagues! Do your best for our grand plan!" Luo Xuanji said in a deep voice.
In fact, these days, a large number of practitioners join in every day.
There are also cultivators who come with the source of the Dao, and these sources of the Dao will be gathered together and locked around the source of the "Demon Way". At a glance, there are already hundreds of sources.
With the joining of various races, there are more and more cultivators around the origin of this "demonic path", roughly counting that it is close to 100 million cultivators.
For the next month or so, Mo Nan was still in seclusion refining the alchemy.
In the early morning of this day, an old cultivator rushed forward in a hurry. He said anxiously, "Where is the clan king? Take me to see the clan king!"
"The Clan King is in seclusion. If you have anything to say, please report to Patriarch Luo! Or you can tell me!" On the Starship Battleship, Lao Zhu said in a deep voice, his duty is not to let anyone disturb the boss.
The old man became even more anxious, and said: "No! You must see the clan king!"
"Presumptuous! Is there anything you can't tell us?" Luo Xuanji sat on the suspended bench and came out slowly. He was originally the head of the clan, with the power of life and death, and now he is in charge of the ten thousand clan instead, and the billowing aura on his body is already hard to hide.
The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in a deep voice, "Someone is coming from the Shinto!"
The old pig asked incomprehensibly, "Shinto, what kind of Shinto?"
"Our place is the origin of the 'Demon Way', and the east side is the origin of the 'Shin Dao'. They are coming fiercely. They are not thousands of miles away from us!" The old man was even more anxious.
Luo Xuanji frowned, his eyes were like lightning, he shot directly into the sky, and said in a deep voice: "No——they've arrived!"
Bang——
Luo Xuanji directly soared into the sky, and those powerful beings seemed to be aware of the changes in the sky together.
Swish Swish Swish!
The figures of several powerful men rushed up to the sky together. Among these people were Dongye Mozun, Canglan Qinmo, Fengliqi, and then came up the old man named Songyu, and a promoted Jing Yangya came up in red! Even the thirteen or fourteen-year-old black dragon queen flew to a height of 100 meters, looking at the huge void blue hole that appeared in midair.
"Huh? What a coincidence! Is everyone here?"
In the blue hole of the void, a beautiful and beautiful figure stepped out one step at a time. It was Qing Tianda, the most influential figure in the Endless God Realm.
And after Qingtianda, there were seven swordsmen in white clothes. According to the division of sword masters by Sword Field of Endless God Realm, these seven white-clothed men have all stepped into the "Sword Master" level.
These seven white-clothed swordsmen all exude a misty sense of immortality, their clothes are frightening, and their aura is fierce, as if they are superior to others!
As soon as the seven of them arrived, they didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the Rolling Sword Intent immediately formed in midair, and seven huge heavenly swords came through the air, floating behind them.
The majestic sky sword, the sword's light is dazzling! Even if it is hundreds of miles away, it can be clearly seen!
"Who are they? What are they here for?" Seeing this, the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance began to discuss.
"That fairy, have you seen it? She is Qingtian Da of the Endless God Realm. She won the second place in the Tianwu Grand Competition back then, and she has always been at odds with our clan king."
With Qingtianda's talent and beauty, it is natural that some cultivators recognized her.
Qingtianda stood above the void, glanced at her eyes, and said strangely: "I heard that the clan king you selected is the King of Spirit Eyes, why is he not seen? I have something to say to him, let him come out to see him." I!"
These words are already quite provocative.
Canglan Qinmo snorted coldly: "You still don't deserve to see him? What's the matter, tell me quickly!"
"Qingtianda? So it's all about relying on the background of the bone realm! But this is the heaven, not the endless gods. If you want to be presumptuous in front of this demon, you will have to pay the price!" Dong Ye demon also exudes rolling magic power, although He fought with Mo Nan to win the throne, but the result has already been reached, and now it is time to unify to the outside world, he naturally has to distinguish his position.
Qingtianda was not afraid at all, and said with a smile: "Since he won't come out, I will announce it in public! Our 'Shinto' is ruled by the strong in the bone realm. Now, everyone from the origin of your 'Demonic Way', including you, It is also under our rule! The gods and demons must be ruled by one person!"
"Hahaha! What a big tone! What if we don't agree?" Luo Xuanji had already guessed that the other party was here to seize power. He had paid too much for this alliance of all races, how could it be possible for outsiders to get involved? .
"No?"
The corner of Qingtianda's mouth curled up, revealing that thrilling smile, and she waved her hand fiercely: "What we want is the origin of the 'Demon Way', not you trash, since you refuse to surrender, then get out—"
Bass!
The seven white-clothed sword masters behind them stepped forward with a fierce step, and took a step directly.
This kind of provocation is simply a great insult to the leaders in front of them!
"presumptuous--"
"court death!!"
The first one to step out was Demon Lord Dong Ye, and his temper was patient enough until now.
Boom!
Immediately, there was a direct battle in the sky.
Swish Swish Swish!
The seven huge heavenly swords slammed down directly.
This kind of battle came too suddenly and too unexpectedly. Many cultivators of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance hadn't figured out what was going on at all, and the battle had already begun in the sky.
I don't know what mentality these seven white-clothed sword masters have cultivated, but their swordsmanship has reached a heaven-defying level.
Bass!
For the first time, the cultivators saw with their own eyes what is called the Mantian Jianmang!
Qingtianda stretched out her hand and sucked around the source of the "magic way", her voice was crisp and clear, hiding a burst of excitement:
"So many origins of the Dao belong to me—"
