Chapter 65

No matter how everyone in the field felt, due to the appearance of the Blood Flame at the last moment, this Demon Dao Conference was barely a complete (not)|

After passing through the barrier of the cave, Mo Chuan jumped down from the back of the wind with an expressionless face, remembering the force he had just pretended, and silently gave himself a thumbs up.

Feng Cheng consciously turned into a snow-white foal, tilted his head to look at Mo Chuan twice, then spread his hooves and slipped out of the corner.

Mo Chuan was not worried about its safety at all, although the spirit beast of Fengcheng was delicate and weak, and its attack power was not outstanding among high-level spirit beasts, but it was extremely fast, and even the Mahayana monks might not be able to catch up when they ran, and even he still took a few top-grade spirit grasses as bait at that time to lure this clever little guy into his hands.

What's more, it still has Mo Chuan's spiritual imprint on its body, and if it really encounters any danger, you can also ask him for help.

It's that their family can't beat or run away from other people's Xiaobai, and they need him to focus on protection.

Mo Chuan pinched the soft paws of the little fox in his arms, and then looked up at the legendary cave that symbolizes the supreme position of the Demon Dao, and after three seconds, he sighed from the bottom of his heart: This cave is too simple, it is just a bare stone cave at all!

So Mo Chuan cleaned up the cave with the belongings he brought, A quarter of an hour later, the original humble cave house has been completely renewed: the cave walls are inlaid with deep-sea pearls that exude soft light, and the ground is covered with soft animal skin blankets. In the innermost part is a white jade bed dedicated to the protagonist and double cultivation artifact, which is covered with silk cushions embroidered with delicate moire, and a small silver incense burner is also burning at the head of the bed, and the delicate and clear light fragrance of whispering flowers emerges from it, diffusing in all corners of the cave, making people feel calm.

In fact, whether it is immortal cultivation or demon cultivation, most of them pursue the way of hard cultivation, and the most important object in the cultivation place is the futon depicting the spirit gathering array, like Mo Chuan, who arranges the cave mansion comfortably and luxuriously, is also a minority in demon cultivation. Usually only those dormitories used for pleasure are arranged in such detail.

However, Mo Chuan, who is accustomed to pursuing comfort in the 21st century, doesn't care what others think, he only has three hundred years to live, and of course he can enjoy it day by day.

Looking at his results, Mo Chuan nodded with satisfaction, took off his shoes and walked to the bed, and as soon as his hand was dropped, the little fox in his arms suddenly fell to the soft silk quilt, buried in the fluffy futon, and rolled on the quilt with difficulty holding his tail, before raising his head and looking at the bad man blankly.

Facing the little guy's accusatory eyes, the corners of Mo Chuan's mouth curved slightly, and he reached out and flicked the little fox's head, in exchange for an aggrieved whimper. Immediately, Mao Tuanzi, who was only the length of an adult's small arm, turned into an incomparably beautiful young man, lying on the bed, smiling and stretching out his hand to Mo Chuan, as if inviting him.

Looking at the young man's smiling face, Mo Chuan stretched out his hand and grabbed the slender and beautiful hand as if he was bewitched, but when he felt the young man's body temperature, he unfortunately remembered the close contact between the two not long ago, and his body couldn't help stiffening.

The young man didn't seem to feel his discomfort, and stretched out his hand to pull, so Mo Chuan was just like the little fox just now, straight and down, and pounced on the silk quilt.

The son seems to have a bit of a grudge...... Mo Chuan thought silently and turned himself over, but he didn't expect the young man to quickly stretch out his arms through Mo Chuan's armpits, pill his head on his shoulders, and hug him face to face.

Looking down, you can only see a Mo Chuan above your head: "..............."

Mo Chuan raised his hands and froze in the air, not knowing where to put them, so he cautiously put them on the young man's slender but also tight waist and gently pushed them twice.

The young man with his head buried in his shoulder socket responded by squeezing a small "hum" out of his nose, and then stretched out his long legs, pushed his knees between his legs, and firmly wrapped one of his legs.

Mo Chuan, who couldn't move: "............" boy, you are playing with fire.

And then...... I don't know why, after complaining in my heart as usual, thinking of a certain part of my uselessness, Mo Chuan suddenly felt a little sad.

Somewhere: "What can I do, I'm desperate, t t"

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As the first and only project of the Demon Dao Conference, Dabi soon began.

The rules of the big competition are very simple, the low-ranked demon cultivator challenges the demon cultivator who is higher than himself, and if he wins, he will take the place of that demon cultivator, and if he loses, he will keep the same position until the final position is eliminated.

It is more than once in 500 years, and 500 years of development is enough to make a new generation of geniuses emerge, but the forces sitting at the top of the pyramid often do not change greatly in this short 500 years.

———Except, of course, the one that was stirred into a muddy water by the blood flame five hundred years ago.

The tradition of Dabi has always been to start from the low ranking and challenge upwards, and the great powers have their own reserves, and they never get off the field easily until the end. Especially the dozen or so Demon Venerables, they could only see them make a move in the last few days of Dabi.

Therefore, the first game is basically a duel between the Yuan Infant Stage or the Transformation Period, which may seem thrilling to the juniors, but the real powerhouses have always not paid too much attention to it.

However, there are always exceptions.

Not long after the big competition began, almost everyone's eyes were attracted by a demon cultivator who had been born out of nowhere.

This demon cultivator is a woman, not very beautiful, but very charming, skin like condensation face like a spring flower, a black dress is even more set off her delicate figure, although the expression is cold and lonely, but there is an indescribable charm in the gestures, it looks cold and bewitching.

Because of many factors, the number of female cultivators in the cultivation realm has always been much smaller than that of male cultivators, especially those who are so beautiful and distinctive that they can never forget it at a glance. But everyone noticed her not because of her beautiful appearance, but because of the terrifying strength she displayed!

This is a Mahayana cultivator!

A Mahayana Demon Cultivator who was born like the Blood Flame of 500 years ago!

Stage.

As soon as the muscular man with a height of two meters came to the stage, he simply threw the giant hammer in his hand to the ground, and shouted in a rough voice: "I admit defeat!"

The cold-faced woman glanced at him faintly, didn't say anything, and turned over and stepped down.

The big man quickly picked up his hammer and stepped down with a blue face.

Surrender without a fight, his move seemed very cowardly, but no one laughed at him. Just because anyone with a discerning eye can see that the outcome of this competition is not suspenseful.

That great man is only a cultivator in the middle stage of the transformation of the gods, and he has no chance of winning at all against the Mahayana demon cultivation that was born out of nowhere.

For this kind of competition for rankings, everyone attaches great importance to it, but they rarely block their lives because of this, and those present are all the top people in the Demon Dao strength, if they play, they will not die, what are the righteous path immortal cultivators worried about? The demon cultivators themselves killed each other early!

Demon cultivators are irritable, but they are not stupid either.

Therefore, unless there is a great enmity with the opponent, in this kind of big comparison, few people will die.

The Transformation Period is against the Mahayana Period, even if the enemy is not the enemy, there is still a chance to admit defeat, and face is always less important than life.

Before, there was a demon cultivator who had been immersed in the late stage of the transformation of the gods for many years, and was only a line away from the Mahayana, an elder who was in the limelight, and he was used to looking at people with his nose on weekdays, but this time he looked down on it because of the identity of this woman, thinking that the cultivation of this Mahayana period was not necessarily how it came about, and whether the cultivation was unreliable or not, he laughed two sentences in a disrespectful manner, and finally ..... I don't know what means the female cultivator used, she directly sucked the demon cultivator in the late stage of the god transformation into a human dry, and when the wind blew, only some ashes were left.

Then no one dared to take this Mahayana demon cultivator of unknown origin lightly, and many demon cultivators who felt that their strength was quite different also simply and neatly admit defeat, and in just half a day, this female cultivator had actually entered the top twenty.

The heads and elders of the major sects all had solemn faces, and they had secretly sent people to check the identity of this female cultivator.

Mo Tinglou looked at the black-clothed demon cultivator in the field through the cave enchantment, his face was a little solemn, "Have you found out who it is?"

The subordinate on the side knelt down on one knee and said, "I have already asked Mingyue Tower, although I can't be sure, but judging from the appearance, this person is the daughter of the city lord of Fengqi City two hundred years ago, and it is rumored that he has died." ”

Two hundred years ago, the battle between the Blood Flame and the Ghost Soul in Fengqi City was of course impossible for Mo Tinglou not to know. The impact of that accident was immeasurable, not only killing and injuring more than half of the people in the city, but also making the atmosphere between the two more tense because of the special geographical location of Fengqi City at the junction of the two provinces.

To this day, there are still people who are happily speculating about the truth of the year, there are various versions, and in recent years, the righteous path has even spread the speculation that "Blood Flame fought with the ghosts in order to save the monks in Feng Qi City", which simply frightened the people of the Demon Dao.

Although according to all the survivors of Fengqi City, it is true that Blood Flame did not kill a single person in the city, but it is not enough to naively think that Blood Flame is idle and has nothing to do to do good deeds in Fengqi City! After all, this is not only a demon cultivator, but also a demon cultivator who makes most demon cultivators frightened, and the probability of him running to save people is probably on par with the probability of the leader of the righteous path falling into the demon path......

However, no matter how others guessed, except for Bloodflame himself, I'm afraid no one really knew what the truth was back then.

As the de facto leader of the Demon Dao, Mo Tinglou of course also paid close attention to this matter, although because of the eyeliner all over the place, he knew more than ordinary monks, but he didn't know much, but he only learned that the reason why the ghost went crazy and slaughtered the city was stimulated by a woman who was born with a yin body, and that woman was the only daughter of the city lord of Fengqi City, Qi Ling.

As for why the Blood Flame happened to appear in Fengqi City, and why it clashed with the Ghost Netherworld, there is no way to know.

However, Mo Tinglou speculated that the blood flame eighty percent was also going to the body of the heavenly yin.

After the incident in Fengqi City back then, the bodies of the city lord's family were all found, only Qi Ling was not seen in life, and no body was seen in death, Mo Tinglou speculated that she was probably taken away by Blood Flame.

Now that Qi Ling suddenly appeared at the Demon Dao Conference, the blood flame that usually does not go out of the mountain for ten thousand years has also appeared, which has confirmed the speculation in his heart.

It's just that....... What made him puzzled was that Blood Flame actually didn't use this Heavenly Yin Body as a Ding Furnace to improve his cultivation, but instead vigorously cultivated Qi Ling to the Mahayana period.

What is this plotting?

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