Soon after leaving the Inscription Pavilion, Mo Xuan hurried towards the direction of the Wusheng Mountain Wall. www.biquge.info Since you can't find a sword cultivator who can release a powerful sword intent, then only that place has it, there are so many marks on it, Mo Xuan believes that there must be a few sword marks, so isn't there a sword intent among them?

Airplanes!

As soon as he stepped into the range of the Wusheng Mountain Wall, a powerful coercion struck violently like mercury. Mo Xuan, taking a deep breath, jumped to a rock that was still dozens of feet away from the wall of the Wusheng Mountain and stopped.

Mo Xuan opened his arms, slowly released his divine sense, and began to search the place in front of the wall of the Holy Mountain of Enlightenment that contained sword intent.

Cracking sound!

Under the air flow driven by the invisible coercion, Mo Xuan's clothes were blowing.

Finally, Mo Xuan found a place containing sword intent, and immediately, Mo Xuan withdrew his divine sense, and his body jumped, jumping on the mountain wall like a vigorous spirit monkey.

"Huh, the sword intent contained in this is really terrifying, huh? This wind? Mo Xuan came to a protruding rock and stood, looking at the cut mark about nine meters long on the wall of the mountain above his head, after a careful understanding, Mo Xuan found that this cut contained not only sword intent, but also a strong wind, which was even more unfathomable than the wind that Mo Xuan comprehended.

Without thinking about it any more, Mo Xuan took a deep breath, his body slowly lowered, half-squatting on the ground, his arms stretched out, and his hands clenched into fists.

Cracking sound!

Countless tiny purple electric lights slowly wrapped around Mo Xuan's right arm, and a white and transparent wind poured out, and the electric light intertwined, making a crackling sound.

Disheveled!

Mo Xuan's left hand suddenly appeared with a purple-red flame that soared into the sky, and the surrounding temperature instantly increased, and the wall of Wusheng Mountain, which was originally shrouded in darkness, was also illuminated by that flame.

Boom!

Mo Xuan looked up at the sword intent cut mark, his right foot suddenly exerted force, and his body rushed towards the sword intent cut mark like an arrow off the string.

Rumble!

Mo Xuan raised his right hand entwined with thunder and lightning and blasted towards the edge of the cut mark, although there was a strong wind in the cut to resist, it was still hit by Mo Xuan's punch, and a crack also appeared on the surface.

Rumble!

The flaming left hand blasted another punch towards the position where it had been bombarded just now, and with a bang, the crack was blasted open again.

Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at!

As if the cut marks were resisting, countless blades formed by Gangfeng suddenly surged out of the sword intent cut marks, and swept towards Mo Xuan.

Mo Xuan didn't care, he knew that these Gangfeng couldn't cause any harm to his physical body.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A few more punches slammed into the mountain wall, and the tiny crack just now grew bigger and bigger, gradually encircling a small piece of stone on the edge of the cut.

Laugh at!

A sharp wind like a blade was drawn on Mo Xuan's face, and a small cut suddenly appeared, overflowing with traces of blood, and Mo Xuan's face already had a few such cuts, and the originally clean and neat black brocade clothes were also cut by the gangfeng, overflowing a little blood.

"It's coming!" Mo Xuan saw that the crack was getting longer and longer, a touch of joy appeared on his face, and then his eyes froze, and the flames and thunderbolts on his hands ran to the extreme, directly shining this mountain wall, which was extremely gorgeous.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

After a few more fierce bombardments, finally, a subtle crisp sound came, Mo Xuan's face was happy, his right hand bent, directly inserted into the stone wall, and with a fierce pick, a head-sized stone was picked off by Mo Xuan, his figure trembled, and Mo Xuan disappeared on the stone wall.

Call!

In a clearing in the woods not far from the wall of Wusheng Mountain, a black mist swirled up, and Mo Xuan walked out with a stone in his hand.

"It's finally chiseled, I hope it's useful to Chenlong." After speaking, Mo Xuan turned his back and looked at his hands that were already bloody and blurred, smiled bitterly, and took out a bottle of morning dew soaked in Yanling Flower from the storage ring and poured it on the back of his hand, and the back of his hand that was originally blurred with flesh and blood suddenly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Whew." Mo Xuan exhaled, and his tense nerves slowly relaxed.

After all his hands had recovered, Mo Xuan left the forest.

After returning to the Inscription Pavilion, Mo Xuan went straight to Chenlong's room.

"You're not really going to engage in that sword intent, are you?" Chen Long looked at Mo Xuan's handsome and chic face that had long since disappeared at this time, and asked with some tears and laughter.

Mo Xuan sat down at the table and poured a large sip of tea before he was relieved.

"Of course, yes, you can see if it's okay." Mo Xuan took out the stone from the storage ring and threw it to Chen Long.

"Huh?" Chen Long hurriedly caught the stone, but before he could react, a strong wind struck, directly cutting Chen Long's hands to bloody flesh, and threw the stone out at once.

"Old Mo, where did you get this thing?" Chen Long came back to his senses and asked with a look of surprise.

"On the wall of Wusheng Mountain, this stone is a small piece of the edge of a sword mark above, as for the artistic conception of this sword intent, I don't know, and I don't know who left it, but I think the artistic conception in this is not simple."

"! It's not simple, it's just a treasure. Chen Long's eyes lit up, he was a sword cultivator, and the sword intent released by the stone just now formed a gangfeng, which showed how powerful the artistic conception of that sword intent was.

"Such a baby?" Mo Xuan asked with some surprise.

"Of course, the sword intent in this is very unfathomable, which shows how powerful the owner of this sword intent is." Chenlong nodded vigorously and said incoherently.

"Oh, can you understand that? Did it work for you? Mo Xuan nodded and asked.

"With my current strength, I definitely can't fully comprehend the complete sword intent here, but if I comprehend a trace of it, it will be enough for me to be infinitely useful!" Chen Long said excitedly, then jumped up all of a sudden, sat opposite Mo Xuan, and said with a smile: "Okay, old Mo, if you really want to sleep, someone will send you a pillow, you are really powerful." ”

Mo Xuan couldn't help laughing and said, "Nonsense, if you don't get stronger, don't say I'm your boss when you go out in the future." ”

"Yes, it's still the boss, it's not certain if I follow you or not." Chenlong pretended to be disdainful.

"Oh? Well, that stone for me, I'm sure there must be a lot of people out there who want this stone. Mo Xuan also said with a sigh.

"Hehe, just kidding, don't take it seriously, you said you are so good, I don't follow you with whom, you say no." Chen Long hurriedly protected the stones on the ground, and said with a flattering smile on his face.

"you." Mo Xuan glared at Chenlong angrily.

"By the way, the wound on your face, it's okay." Chen Long looked at the scars on Mo Xuan's face and asked with concern.

"It's okay, skin trauma." Mo Xuan shook his head and said, then stood up, gathered all the expressions on his face, took out a few elixirs and a scroll and put them on the table, looked at Chen Long, and said word by word: "I also got this sword intent for you, give me a breakthrough before the trial of the Ten Thousand Sword Tomb." ”

After speaking, Mo Xuan didn't care about Chenlong's shouting, strode out of the room.

Chenlong looked at the closed door, his eyes fell on the stones on the ground, his fists clenched, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

After Mo Xuan left Chenlong's room, he went straight back to his room.

After passing a path, I finally came to my room, only to find a person leaning against a tree outside the door.

Mo Xuan took a look through the moonlight and found that it was Nangong Wusheng.

"What are you doing here?" Mo Xuan swept Nangong Wusheng lightly, and asked with a frown.

"I'm looking for you." Nangong Wusheng slowly stood up and said.

"Hehe, what's worth it to be the number one on the heavenly list, Nangong Wusheng came to me late at night." Mo Xuan said with a light smile, went straight to the door of the room, opened the door and walked in, and then sat on the seat and made a cup of tea.

Nangong Wusheng also entered the room by himself, sat opposite Mo Xuan, picked up a teacup and poured himself a cup, took a sip, and then said: "Wuliqing tea, tsk, you can afford to drink this kind of tea." ”

"Did you come to me for tea? Say something quickly, I want to rest. Mo Xuan said impatiently.

Nangong Wusheng didn't answer Mo Xuan, he took a few sips of the teacup before he said slowly, "What are you going to do with my sister?" ”

"I have my own way." Mo Xuan drank the tea in his hand wholeheartedly and said lightly.

"Huh, do you have a way? What's the solution? You don't want to snatch my sister back from the Demon Temple. Nangong Wusheng sneered.

"What? How am I going to rob it, it has something to do with you? Mo Xuan said with a sneer.

Bang!

Nangong Wusheng suddenly slammed the teacup on the table, and his voice was cold: "Nameless, she is my sister, do you say it matters!" If you rush to save her, you will only cause trouble for her, do you know how terrifying the Demon Clan Temple is? Even the powerhouses of the Xuanhuang Realm would not dare to set foot arbitrarily! Do you think you have the strength to take on the entire Demon Clan's Temple? ”

"Hmph, you don't think I have that strength? One year doesn't work for ten years, ten years doesn't work for a hundred years, one hundred years doesn't work for a thousand years, I swear to die to save the nameless, what's wrong with the Demon Clan's Temple, I will destroy them all sooner or later. Mo Xuan snorted coldly and said in a resolute tone.

Nangong Wusheng looked at Mo Xuan for a long time, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes, and finally picked up the teapot, poured a full cup, picked it up and took a sip, and said slowly: "The lifespan of a person is limited, depending on the person's cultivation, generally the life span is extended to reach the Xuanling Realm, at most a hundred years, the Xuanwang Realm is extended by up to two hundred years, and the Xuansheng Realm is extended by up to four hundred years, and when you cultivate to that realm, my sister must have forgotten about you a long time ago, and besides, you don't have that chance, do you know the Holy Son of the Demon Clan's Temple?" ”

Mo Xuan tried his best to restrain his body from exploding, and after taking a deep breath, he calmed down, picked up the teacup and drank a small cup of tea before saying lightly: "That young man named Su Chongxiao? "At the beginning, the young man named Su Chongxiao really gave Mo Xuan an extremely powerful feeling, and completely unilaterally abused Mo Xuan.

"Hehe, Su Chongxiao's person is just a person from the Demon Clan Temple who uses it to confuse people on the surface, he is actually just a puppet." Nangong Wusheng said disdainfully.

Mo Xuan's brows furrowed, waiting for Nangong Wusheng's next step.

"The Holy Son of the real Demon Clan Temple is actually someone else, although I don't know the identity of that person, but I heard that person is several times stronger than the current Su Chongxiao, and he is a real peerless demon talent that is rare in a thousand years."

After Mo Xuan heard this, the pupils in his eyes shrank slightly, that Su Chongxiao is so strong, how can there be a real demon saint son, and it is several times stronger than Su Chongxiao?!

"Do you know what my sister's blood represents?" Nangong Wusheng slowly frosted it with the teacup again, as if he was talking to himself: "That means that my sister is the new demon saintess." ”

"Holy Son, Holy Maiden, hehe, the Demon Clan Temple really has a good calculation." Nangong Wusheng smiled sarcastically, took a sip of the tea in the teacup, and drank it dry in one gulp, as if he was venting something.

Boom!

Mo Xuan's body trembled, his anger couldn't stop surging, and the arm holding the teacup was completely uncontrollable, instantly crushing the teacup to pieces, and the tea inside spilled all over the ground.

"What do you mean?" Mo Xuan struggled to control his voice and not tremble.

"Hehe, what do you mean? Do not understand? It means that there is only one man with a noble bloodline demon saintess, and that is the peerless demon genius saint son who is rare in a thousand years! Do you understand? Nangong Wusheng said with a sneer, looking at Mo Xuan with a hint of pity in his eyes.

"Put away the mercy in your eyes, otherwise I will definitely beat you to the point that you can't participate in this Ten Thousand Sword Shrine Trial!" Mo Xuan's two eyes seemed to be about to breathe fire, and he said word by word.

"Give you twenty years at most, those people in the Demon Clan Temple can't wait for a long time." Nangong Wusheng glanced at Mo Xuan with a sneer, and after speaking, he drank all the tea in the teacup in his hand, then stood up, walked out slowly, and finally stopped at the door, turned his head, and the voice came: "What's more, the demon clan has not appeared in a prosperous era for a long time now, they now need a king, a leader, once it appears, the demon clan that has been oppressed for thousands of years will erupt like a volcano that has been silent for thousands of years, after all, feng shui takes turns, and any era has an end moment, After that, it will be a different era, and the demon clan is looking forward to the coming of that era. ”

After Nangong Wusheng left, Mo Xuan sat like that until midnight, thinking a lot in his heart.

As Nangong Wusheng said, the current demon clan is oppressed by the human race in every way, and the resentment is deep, so they need a leader, a spiritual leader who is great enough, that person may be the holy son and saintess of the demon clan's temple, if Mo Xuan wants to save Nangong Wuming, it is against the entire demon clan, he only has a maximum of twenty years now, how can he grow to the strength to compete with the entire demon clan? Originally, I thought that there was only one demon temple, but I didn't expect that there was an entire demon clan behind it.

"Hehe......" Mo Xuan slowly lowered his head, unable to see the emotion on his face clearly, and a laugh full of irony came out.

"Whew......" Suddenly, a crisp voice came, and a fiery red shadow burst out from Mo Xuan's hand, and then floated in front of Mo Xuan.

"Boss, don't be discouraged, you don't still have me." The sun arched Mo Xuan's face with his head, and his divine sense transmitted.

"Hmm." After a long time, Mo Xuan answered, got up and lay on the bed, his eyes looking at the ceiling without focus.

"Did you say you'll never see your sister-in-law again?"

"Whew, where, the boss is so talented, although his strength is relatively low now, but over time, he will definitely grow into a peerless powerhouse, and besides, boss, don't you still have me, I'm actually very powerful."

"Huh...... By the way, Sun, what type of monster are you? Mo Xuan asked with a chuckle.

"I, I don't know, but I think I'll definitely become strong in the future, and I will definitely be able to help the boss save my sister-in-law when the time comes." The sun flew slowly to Mo Xuan's side, and said in an affirmative tone.

"Hmm." Mo Xuan agreed with a smile, turned around and curled up, and clenched his fists tightly in the corner.

"Ask the world, what is love?" The sun shook his little head, pretending to mutter, and then flew to the window, lying on the edge of the window, looking at the somewhat reddish moon overhead, the light in his right eye, and a mysterious rune gradually rising around his body.

Two figures appeared in a forest clearing in the distance, and one of them was Nangong Wusheng, who had just left the Inscription Pavilion.

"Is it appropriate for you to tell him this?" The figure next to Nangong Wusheng said hesitantly.

"Father, there is pressure to be motivated, and I can be regarded as a warning to him in advance, otherwise it will be too late if you find out at that time." Nangong Wusheng's eyes looked in the direction of the Inscription Pavilion, and his tone was resolute.

"And what are your plans?" Nangong Daohao turned his head and asked Nangong Wusheng.

"The Xuan Domain is not suitable for me now, I want to go to the Yuan Domain after the Ten Thousand Sword Tomb trial." Nangong Wusheng said slowly.

"Well, you can do it yourself."

As soon as the words fell, Nangong Daohao's figure became blurred, and finally gradually disappeared, and Nangong Wusheng on the side stood in place for a long time, until the sky was white, and then quietly left.

The only time he didn't practice at night, Mo Xuan slept all night like a mortal.

It wasn't until a ray of sunlight came in from the window that Mo Xuan got up from the bed sleepily,

"Sun, where did you lie down all night?" Mo Xuan looked at the sun lying on the edge of the window and asked suspiciously, but the sun did not answer Mo Xuan, still carrying Mo Xuan on his back and looking up at the window.

"The sun?" Mo Xuan frowned, called out, then got up and slowly walked behind the sun, stretched out his hand, and just wanted to pat the sun's head.

"Whew-" The sun suddenly stood up, stretched out two small paws, stretched out humanely, and yawned.

"Sun, are you sleeping?" Mo Xuan asked suspiciously.

"Huh? Whew! The sun was stunned, then turned his head, looked at Mo Xuan, stretched out his little paws and rubbed his eyes, and then exclaimed, and flew to Mo Xuan's shoulder and sat down.

"Boss, it's early." The sun half-kowtowed, and said lazily.

"It's not early, I'll go wash up, and then go to the Inscription Pavilion." Mo Xuan was speechless and lifted the sun up and threw it on the bed, then went to wash up and changed into a white brocade robe.

"The Sun?!" Mo Xuan screamed a few times but couldn't see the sun, and walked out of the bathroom in confusion, only to find that the sun was sleeping soundly.

"Sleepy Dragon." Mo Xuan looked at the sun who pouted his butt and snored, and said speechlessly, secretly saying in his heart, the sun is too sleepy.

Reluctantly lifted the sun up and threw it into the beast pet ring, Mo Xuan turned around and opened the door and walked out to meet the sunshine of the new day.

"It's two days left, so we have to hurry." Mo Xuan took a deep breath and said slowly.

As soon as the words fell, Mo Xuan's figure turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared in place.