"Bold! You Shura, dare to be rude to the elder!"
Seeing that Mo Nan had actually strangled the elder, a group of cultivators immediately cursed. If Mo Nan's identity is unknown, they will still be afraid of Mo Nan's speed, but at first glance, Mo Nan has a strong Shura aura.
Who in the entire Asura world is not under the jurisdiction of Emperor Manlun?
"Don't let our elders go quickly? Our elders are three-faced and immature love generals, and they are brothers and brothers with King Shura. You are looking for death! Don't let go? We will destroy your nine clans and smash your planes and spirits!"
When Mo Nan heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Although he was a blood Shura, he didn't know any three-faced woman or King Shura at all. He just looked at the elder indifferently, and said in a deep voice:
"Such subordinates, you also taught them?"
Bang——
Mo Nan grasped the palm of his hand, and the divine light burst out, and with a bang, the elder's throat was squeezed and exploded!
At this moment, these Asuras finally felt scared. They didn't expect that Mo Nan would really dare to kill their elders, and they flew in all directions without saying a word.
Whoosh whoosh!
Their speed is more than ten times faster than when they were intercepted before.
"Leave them all to me!"
For those who want to kill themselves, why should they be merciful?
Swish——
Mo Nan's figure flashed, and behind him, a huge phantom of the Kunpeng appeared. As soon as the phantom rose up, it flew to all directions. The dozen or so cultivators stopped their bodies and looked at him blankly. chest.
At this moment, a huge hole was blown out of their chests!
Bang bang bang! More than a dozen corpses were all shattered and rained blood all over the sky.
But at this moment, Mo Nan's body also paused, standing still in the sky.
"Mo Nan, what's the matter?" In the distance, An Guyue jumped forward, and the faint phoenix glow on her body became messy. If anything happens to Mo Nan, where will she find Shura's blood and tears?
"Something's wrong! My Kunpeng power, this "Fuyao Nine Transformations" is unstable! I feel like my speed is dropping!" Mo Nan looked at his hands in surprise, a glow visible to the naked eye slowly drifting away.
"Mo Nan, what I gave you is definitely the authentic "Fuyao Nine Changes", which was passed down to me by my grandfather, you..."
"Don't be nervous. I'm not saying there's something wrong with "Fuyao Nine Changes". It's my Kunpeng power, which seems to have been absorbed by another Kunpeng power. There are two forces stronger than me..." Mo As Nan said, he looked up into the distance and found that there were only bursts of red light on the other side of the sky, and he didn't see any shadow of Kunpeng.
how so?
Mo Nan felt that the pressure on his body was getting stronger and stronger. He was able to carry the Primordial Asura City only because he had practiced "Fuyao Nine Changes" and understood the mystery of flying. Without this power, the entire Primordial Asura City would be To press on him again.
As for the fact that two Shuras escaped in the sky, he couldn't care less about it.
"Let's go over there! I feel that Kunpeng's breath is over there!"
As Mo Nan spoke, he continued to step forward, with a step distance of several thousand meters, but this speed was already very slow. An Guyue wanted to pull Mo Nan, but found that she couldn't pull him at all.
"This won't work. You have to drink blood to get rid of the Kunpeng hostility on your body. At this speed, how can you get the blood of Kunpeng?" An Guyue was also very anxious.
At the beginning, Mo Nan was able to walk at a pace of a kilometer, but after crossing an ice sheet, he changed to a step of 100 meters, a step of 10 meters, and then, one step at a time, like a mortal.
And although the Immemorial Shura City behind him didn't grow bigger, it was so heavy that he almost bent over!
After walking for a while, Mo Nan suddenly found a faint power of Kunpeng in a swirling iceberg. He sucked it in hard, and immediately recovered a lot of strength, and he was able to walk tens of meters in one step.
"These breaths are still so useful, Mo Nan, you wait, I'll go to the front and take all the breaths back—" An Guyue said, and then ordered a few more words, and used a piece of streamer cloth to float the suspended Immemorial Shura City was wrapped up, and it was certain that Shura would not be suspicious when she saw it, so she left quickly.
Mo Nan was half bent, but still stubbornly stepped forward. In fact, practitioners seldom sweated, but at this moment, he was sweating profusely, and the veins on his neck were bulging. Right now, he doesn't even want to spend too much energy in speaking.
One step, another step!
Walking forward alone, on the vast ice field, he stepped on the glacier with deep footprints. Under the light of that piece of streamer cloth, he really is an ascetic monk!
For ten days and ten nights, An Guyue did not come back!
On the twentieth day, Mo Nan suddenly felt a cold on his feet, and his shoes turned out to be worn out. But he knew that he absolutely couldn't stop, just because there was still some hope in moving forward, if he stopped, he would even be crushed to death!
The whistling wind and frost hit Mo Nan's body.
Before he knew it, another burst of scorching sun shot down, making his lips a little dry and cracked. By this time, he was already dizzy, and multiple shadows appeared in front of his eyes.
He climbed up a mountain with difficulty, and suddenly saw a vast ocean in front of him!
On the surface of the sea, there are white ice cubes floating!
It was also at this time that he sat powerlessly by the seaside, looking at the afterglow of the setting sun, as if he had entered a dying brink of life and death. He stared blankly, as the time passed day by day, he couldn't tell how long he had been on this road, a year or half a year.
It's just that there is no one in front of him!
He slowly and feebly closed his eyes.
Night fell.
Mo Nan suddenly heard a rustling sound beside him, but he was so tired, the heavy ancient Shura City had already weighed him down so much that he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.
Suddenly, he felt a cold little hand gently slipping down from his face, and the slippery palm was still sliding down his chest.
An incomparably charming and beautiful voice came in, and said: "Qianchi, have you seen the dragon's breath he breathed out? Whether you can step into the realm of the gods and pursue the supreme avenue depends on this opportunity..."
Mo Nan listened, how could it sound like Qingtianda's voice, just as he was about to open his eyes, suddenly there was a cold mark on his lips, it was something extremely soft and delicate...
hum! !
There was a sound in Mo Nan's head, and he immediately felt a small tongue~
Moreover, it rolled up jerky.
Mo Nan opened his eyes sharply, and immediately saw a pair of eyes stuck in front of him. That gorgeous face exuded a burst of fragrance, and it turned out to be Ying Qianchi who practiced the great method of forgetting love.
What is she going to do?
Mo Nan was about to use his last strength to push her away, but there was a bang all over his body, and the dragon's breath from his mouth was sucked out.
At this moment, the last trace of strength in his whole body completely disappeared, and the dragon's breath in his whole body was absorbed at a terrifying speed.
This witch, she is crazy!
Ying Qianchi gently absorbed the dragon's breath flowing out of his mouth, her whole body was almost suspended in mid-air, the stream of light flowed, the ice and snow were clear, she was so glamorous at this moment that the world was overshadowed.
Mo Nan's eyes dimmed, and he fell into a state of chaos.
Boom!
All of a sudden, his chest was pushed by a powerful force. He was originally exhausted, but now he fell back and fell down. His back hit the ground heavily, and there were bursts of shock waves. split pain.
Then, Mo Nan could feel a cold little hand slipping from his throat to his chest, and continued to slide down...
God! This witch, she is really crazy!
Mo Nan wanted to struggle, but the terrifying Primordial Shura City was pressing him tightly. He didn't even have the strength to move his fingers, and it was even more impossible to get up. He is also a Chinese, and he is even more concerned about this kind of men and women. Has a conservative side.
Moreover, with his character, he only thought about his own woman.
He never thought that this kind of thing would happen to him. On the palm of his hand, lightning flashes bounced. Unfortunately, there is still chaos in his mind...
He even heard another rustling sound, and a faint fragrance of virginity~
Roar! !
Crazy woman! !
Mo Nan desperately mobilized his whole body to think about the dragon's blood, to break through the chaotic darkness, and continue to absorb the surrounding breath, to regain a trace of Kunpeng's power, even a trace!
As long as he recovers a little bit of strength, he will definitely be able to open his eyes and roar!
Suddenly, I felt the little hand that was holding him tremble~
It seemed that she was making an extremely difficult decision, and she was going to fight it out! Mo Nan even felt a faint heat wave rushing towards him, making his whole head almost explode.
The whole body, the blood boils!
immediately……
A wet~
Incomparably soft~delicate feeling~
The warm feeling envelops him deeply at once~
hum! ! !
