Chapter 67: Two Thousand Years of Weak Chickens
"Boom!"
A dazzling glimmer of light lit up in the black clouds that covered the sky, and the blind Mo Ye sensed the danger long before the sound waves reached his ears.
He had long known that Heavenly Punishment would not let him go so easily, and he dared to show his head before he could recover his strength, so he naturally relied on him.
"Dangdang, dang!"
Showing a big smile at the lightning bolt that was slashed at his head, Mo Xie took out the keel from the space bracelet to block it between himself and the lightning.
Then, a miraculous scene appeared: the lightning hanging from the sky recoiled like a rewind, and if it weren't for its own sound effects still echoing in the air, anyone would have felt that they had given birth to a hallucination.
Emperor Xuanyuan has great merit and atmosphere in the world, as long as the keel is in hand, even if the holder creates a great injustice, he will not be struck by lightning, there will only be a frighteningly thick black cloud to follow, just wait for the keel to change hands and will cleave him to pieces.
Mo Xie walked out of the dragon mound with the keel Shi Shiran, he wanted to fly, but although he had the "lightning rod" in his hand, it was better not to jump too much.
"Let's go find 'Xuanwu' first. ”
The "Green Dragon" is represented by Mo Ye's own blood, the "Vermilion Bird" is replaced by the feathers of the Western angels, and the "Qilin" can be regarded as genuine, what should be used to top the other two seats?
Mo Xie has his own opinions.
"Old Turtle Xu!! labor and management brought you some turtle food!!Why don't you come out and taste it soon?"
There is no need to go to the 'Gate of Heaven', Mo Xie believes that there is such a big living signboard standing above the Emperor Capital, and the Emperor Shakti should have arrived a long time ago and will thoroughly investigate all the places, and he will not give up after gaining nothing, and he should drink tea somewhere at this moment while speculating on the heavenly opportunity.
casually walked to a place where people were killed and recommended for a treasure, and there was a long howl in all directions, and there was an endless killing machine when he landed.
"Evil Emperor, give the dragon bone, and the old man can reward you with one...... Oops!"
A huge ice mask appeared in the sky without warning, but before he could finish the domineering-sounding words, a thunderbolt struck from the sky, and the mask was split into slag.
A figure with a long tail of black smoke emerged from the pile of debris and lay motionless in the ground after smashing a large crater into it.
"Life is full of surprises. ”
Mo Xie stood outside the pit with his arms crossed, he kept this position as much as possible since he connected his arms, without him, it was just convenient for his flesh and bones to heal, and by the way, he was still covered with bandages, like a mummy.
"Okay, don't play dead, it's not fun at all. ”
Mo Ye faced the Emperor Shakti Dao in the pit.
"Oops, you've seen through it~"
Shi Shiran got up from the ground, patted the ash on his body, and then made himself a new ice mask to put on, and he smiled like a two-thousand-year-old child.
Some people live more and more seriously, and some people live more and more funny, especially after knowing that he is "immortal", Xu Fu changes his ways to entertain others and entertain himself. Set up the gate of heaven, accept apprentices, pull the powerful to dismount, help the weak chicken to take office, and even train a bunch of masters to kill themselves. What's interesting, what's interesting, what's difficult, what's difficult, what's going on.
Otherwise, how can we spend our time?
Then he got tired of it, and his apprentices died from generation to generation, and the woman didn't want to touch him again after he had spent his first hundred years, and the man occupied his second hundred years, and none of the masters who had spent a lot of money on training could beat him, and he couldn't even hurt himself, and the tricks of playing with power and power created several dynasties, and each dynasty evolved almost the same routine, without the slightest novelty; Tianmen' was quite satisfactory to him, although there were no interesting guys in it, but he finally left a good bed.
He only went back to the 'Gate of Heaven' when he was sleeping, but he didn't sleep for the past few days.
Because he finally discovered something that made him curious, interested, and fresh:
Heavenly punishment.
Although he had lived in the world for two thousand years, it was the first time he had seen such a thing as heavenly punishment, after all, the score of "Heavenly Anger and Resentment" was not so easy to achieve.
Xu Fu has been studying the Heavenly Punishment these days, but the Heavenly Punishment does not mess with him at all, no matter how he teases, there is no reaction, until he clearly shows his covetousness for the dragon bone and is rewarded with a thunder.
"Come on, little doll, the old man sees that your bones are strange, and it just so happens that the old man is missing a ...... under the seat"
Xu Fu seemed to have climbed to a height high enough to look down on Mo Ye as if he were stepping on a transparent staircase, but he couldn't finish his words this time.
"Angel, call me! Don't spare your hand, this guy is very talented. ”
Mo Xie stretched out his left hand and snapped his fingers, and in an instant, hundreds of seraphims appeared behind him, and with his order, Anqi took the lead, and all the angels surrounded Xu Fu.
"Yes!"
There was still a hint of weirdness in the angels' eyes when they looked at Mo Ye, but they still carried out Mo Ye's orders meticulously. They could feel that the strength of the ice man in front of them was lower than their own.
Xu Fu is just a mortal who has drunk phoenix blood, and his strength is only in the middle of Jindan at most, which can be seen from the fact that he has to call a vote of people to help him dare to slay the dragon.
A rookie who has lived for 2,000 years or is still in the Jindan period, and Zhenjir is ashamed.
It's a ravage.
"Don't hit someone in the face!
Xu Fu's screams echoed in the heavens and the earth.
Half an hour later, An Qi commanded two of his subordinates to carry Xu Fu, who was vomiting blood, to Mo Ye.
"OK, but should this be considered 'Suzaku' or 'Xuanwu'?"
I took some of the blood that Xu Fu vomited, and its color was red and purple, just like chicken blood that had been placed overnight. Looking at this color, and then thinking about the source of this blood, although at the beginning, Mo Ye subjectively wanted to classify it as 'Xuanwu' based on Xu Fu's turtle-like longevity, but at this time, he still had to admit that it was more appropriate for this blood to occupy the 'Vermilion Bird' position.
But that would be the same as the feathers provided by Angel......
So it can only be forcibly put on the 'Xuanwu' position......
"Your kung fu is too bad, two thousand years of time is to give a dog, it is estimated that dogs can become immortals, today the old man does not take your life because doing so is simply falling into the old man's name and raising your identity. I don't know how you got the phoenix in the first place—maybe the phoenix should be renamed 'Weak Chicken'?"
After taking enough blood, Mo Ye said this while giving Xu Fu a kick and stunned him - of course, with the effect of phoenix blood adding to his body, it is estimated that Xu Fu is pretending to be dizzy, in fact, the injuries on his body have been healed by eighty percent when Mo Ye spoke. But his skills are not as good as others, in the face of the excessively large strength gap, Xu Fu is even phoenix blood has been beaten and vomited a lot, and if he fights again, today next year will become his sacrifice day, so when he hears that Mo Ye wants to let him go, where will he have any objections.
"Cheng, there is still one taste left. ”
If you don't go to Nanshan, you should go to Beihai, but when you talk about "fighting tigers", people can't help but think of "Jingyanggang", and when you think of "Jingyanggang", you have to mention "three bowls are not posted", and if you have wine, you should have meat.
"Gollum~"
It had been four or five hours since the last meal, and during this time, he had also greatly consumed his strength twice, and Mo Ye's stomach strongly demanded preferential treatment.