Chapter Twenty-Seven: Moya?

"Fascinating, I didn't expect you to be a hundred feet tall, but it's a pity that the fog you emitted can't let me completely enter the illusion!" Mo Ran helplessly touched the one-person tall fascination beside the bed.

"Boom..."

The god moved the canopy embarrassedly, although the expression was not very clear, but the general meaning could still be understood by Mo Ran.

"Is it true that my soul has been mutated, and then I have used my countless divine souls to raise it to the limit?" Mo Ran said helplessly, but his expression was still a little tense, and he almost laughed out loud.

"Haha, now that I'm in the upper gods, no one should be able to kill me...... The perversion of the God Devouring Rat doesn't count, after all, I haven't comprehended the rules of the Great Perfection yet.

But if the other party doesn't have a soul defense main artifact, it can be put down with one move, right? ”

"However, these can only be majestic in the superior gods, and when they encounter the superior gods of the Great Perfection, they also belong to the kind of goods that can't be beaten and can't escape. Time, time, this time is not enough! ”

"Other gods use divine power to strengthen their bodies, it doesn't take much time, and the artifact is also the power of the divine power and the soul to slowly cultivate, don't worry.

But it takes time for me to refine my body by rules, and the artifact also needs to be refined by rules. Now, in order to quickly cultivate the Lost God, these are all put on hold. ”

"The reason why I can fight beyond the level depends on my body defense and soul attack, if I encounter someone who is not afraid of soul attack, my material attack is stronger than other superior gods, and this is because my body is stronger than others. At that time, he will have to be beaten or run away. ”

Mo Ran was thinking in his heart about what else he could do to increase his strength.

It's not that it's forced by outside pressure or anything, but for a person with a little obsessive-compulsive disorder, a little imperfection feels awkward to death.

"The current path, in addition to elevating what is already available and what can be done completely, is to merge the rules and elevate them to the Great Perfection. If you want to climb up, you have to break through the boundaries of Dzogchen. Now for the time being, I can only put my hope on the Lost God, if this path is cleared, it will be a key to the direction of cultivation in the future! ”

Mo Ran made up his mind, put the body artifact enhancement aside first, and bring the fascination first.

Then go out first, settle those people in the City of Hope, and by the way, go and "invite" a few Hades powerhouses to sit in the town, even if you are not there, there will be no danger in the City of Hope.

After all, now that his cultivation is smooth and he hasn't encountered a bottleneck, he really doesn't have so much time to manage the City of Hope. But the City of Hope was promised to everyone by itself, and it couldn't be left alone, so it could only "invite" bodyguards.

Putting away the newly refined soul gold beads, his storage capacity has increased by tens of thousands, which is really pleasant!

"Gone, Ecstasy. It's time to fight. Mo Ran waved his hand, and the fascination floated in the air and followed Mo Ran out of the underground cave.

"This time keep going. It's strange to say, last time you absorbed a whole 500 zhang tall tree, but how did you increase the height by that little! Mo Ran said in wonder to the mysterious god who followed behind him.

"Boom..."

I shook the canopy in a daze, saying I didn't know.

"Oh, Ecstasy, it's hard for you to be born with such a spirit! It's just that the spirituality is getting stronger and stronger, but when it comes to spirituality, it's really a little worse. Mo Ran shook his head and said.

Over the years, Mo Ran chatted with the Lost God when he had nothing to do, and also told him about his cultivation insights, but nearly two hundred years have passed, and the Lost God's spirituality is still not accumulated enough, and it is impossible to give birth to spiritual wisdom.

……

"It's so far away this time! I didn't arrive after flying for so long. Mo Ran didn't care.

These trees seem to be in this direction, their size is getting bigger and bigger, and the corpses gathered around them are also increasing, starting from hundreds of thousands at the beginning, and now they reach more than one million at random touches. Of course, they are also getting farther and farther apart.

"There are people in front, and they are still fighting!" Mo Ran saw two figures fighting in front of him, and immediately hid his figure, causing the mysterious god to shrink and quietly approach the front.

……

"Look for death!"

"You dare to kill my father! Today, I sacrifice my father with your life. ”

"Who the hell are you!"

"Two hundred years ago, you beat my father into the abyss, and I am that person's daughter."

"It turned out to be the daughter of the little green dragon, haha, your father is dead, why are you still alive, go and accompany your father."

The burly figure swung a whip shadow, and the woman's movement seemed to be restricted, and she was thrown out of the air at once.

"You're... Are you Dzogchen? ”

The woman's eyes were full of horror.

"Haha, I was just teasing you before, but I didn't expect your father to be a god, and you have actually fused the six laws of mystery.

It's a pity that you're in too much of a hurry, otherwise, if you give you some more time, the six laws of the mysteries will be completely fused, and you will be promoted to the Great Perfection, which will really be a headache.

But now that you have no hope, I will erase you completely so that you will not be troubled in the future. ”

The burly figure quickly approached the woman, and with a whip, a hundred-zhang-long spatial crack lay between the burly figure and the woman.

Mo Ran heard the conversation between the two, and then looked at the girl with blond hair and the figure with a long black whip in her hand, where did she not understand, this is Mo Ya and Beikekas.

Although I don't understand how Mo Ya knew that he was forced into the abyss by Bakkas, and how Mo Ya was comparable to the Purgatory Commander in the hundreds of years since he left, but now Mo Ya has no time to think about it so much at a time of life and death.

Before Mo Ran touched Mo Ya in the spatial crack, he rushed to Mo Ya's side and hugged Mo Ya to the side.

"Father!"

Mo Ya looked at Mo Ran who was holding him and exclaimed.

"Father, are you alright? It's really good. Two hundred years ago, I suddenly felt a wave of uneasiness in the Magnolia Continent, and I felt that my father was in danger, but unfortunately his strength was not enough.

Not long ago, when I entered the underworld, I didn't expect to feel my father's breath on a mountain, so I followed the breath to find the past, but I didn't expect to find my father's dried flesh and blood next to a collapsed cliff. I thought my father had met with an accident, but I didn't expect my father to be fine, which is really good. ”

Mo Ya burst into tears and hugged Mo Ran to tell what had happened over the years.

"So you're not dead! Hey, did you two say enough was enough? Little Qinglong, I have now attained great perfection, and the effect of your soul attack on me is no longer worth mentioning. I'll see where you run this time. --Bondage! ”

Rakkas grabbed the left hand of the two people, and Mo Ran and Mo Ya suddenly felt a lot of resistance around their bodies, as if the space around them was squeezing towards them. Mo Ran felt that his speed was immediately as slow as a snail.

"Haha, I feel it! This is the power of will that only has Dzogchen, and with the power of will, how can you fight me? ”

Beckas laughed maniacally.