Chapter 371: The Ticket is Big

With the help of the Black Emperor, Mo Wen also began to hunt down the primeval creatures below the Saint Realm around this hall.

Although there is this hall as a safety zone, Mo Wen is still in distress several times.

One of the most dangerous times, Mo Wen was almost attacked by the existence of that Great Saint Realm and destroyed his physical body, but fortunately, the Black Emperor used the formation in time to block the three-headed and nine-armed Great Saint Realm, and Mo Wen was spared.

For this reason, the Black Emperor began to regard himself as Mo Wen's life-saving benefactor.

Mo Wen did have a little more trust in this black dog, and the big black dog obviously thought that Mo Wen was really the so-called innate holy body Dao fetus, able to inherit the Beginningless Sutra, and all of them were like this to him.

However, after obtaining the flesh of primeval creatures, Mo Wen would not cast the Ten Thousand Souls God Slaughter in front of the Black Emperor, but threw the corpses of these primeval creatures into the sea of knowledge and ingested the essence in the inner universe.

The Black Emperor was naturally unaware of this.

Three years have passed.

In the past three years, several of Mo Wen's doppelgangers have traveled everywhere, and the opportunities are also different.

Especially Mo Yang, who accidentally went to the Ziwei Star Domain, which made Mo Wen feel a lot more relieved.

In the past three years, Mo Wen has checked almost all the sources he has obtained before, and the sealed primeval creatures, whether dead or alive, have been directly devoured by Mo Wen, and then smelted into his body with the technique of slaughtering the gods of all souls.

The primeval creatures of the Purple Mountain and the seals in these sources caused Mo Wen's physical body to break through to the seventh turn of gods and demons, which was comparable to the physical body of the first rank of the Great Sage Realm.

Between Mo Wen and the Black Emperor, with the continuous running-in, the cooperation became more and more tacit, after hunting countless primeval creatures in the Saint Realm and retreating penance, Mo Wen's perception of Tao and Reason improved a lot, and finally more than a year ago, he successfully cut the Dao and broke through to the Sendai Triple Heaven.

The so-called slashing path does not necessarily have to cut off the obsession in the heart, otherwise how can the ruthless emperor break through?

In Mo Wen's view, whether to be obsessed or not, just like the question that plagued Mo Yixi in Shushan in the world of fairy swords back then, whether to take the ruthless road or the affectionate way, there is no superiority or inferiority.

Mo Wen has experienced several worlds, seeking in martial arts, fighting in the red dust, and his understanding of life and understanding of the Tao is not comparable to ordinary people at all.

For others, that extremely difficult realm of cutting the path is the easiest realm for Mo Wen to break through.

What bothered Mo Wen's realm ascension was the comprehension of various Dao rules, but in this regard, the cultivation of the nine doppelgangers together finally reflected an extraordinary effect.

Confirmed by mutual exchanges, progress is rapid.

Although he has always been in retreat in the Purple Mountain, there are various escape techniques, and it is extremely easy for Mo Wen to enter and exit the Purple Mountain, but during this period, except for the tribulation, he has not gone out, and has been hunting the primeval creatures here.

Now Mo Wen has reached the peak of the slashing path again, and he is one step away from entering the saint realm.

Combined with the powerful and invincible body, this primeval creature in the Purple Mountain, except for those few Great Saint Realms that he could not match, most of the other Saint Realms had been killed by Mo Wen.

Even the Saint King Realm was killed several by Mo Wen with the formation controlled by the Black Emperor.

However, these primeval creatures are now far away from the central hall, which makes it impossible for Mo Wen to obtain the flesh of primeval creatures as easily as before. ….

In the silent hall, Mo Wen, who was sitting quietly, breathed a long sigh of relief, and when his cultivation was over, he frowned and pondered.

The seventh turn of the gods and demons cooperated with the black gold tripod of the emperor soldier dragon pattern, coupled with the help of the black emperor, and the three-headed and nine-armed guy did not have the power to fight.

Even if you lose in the end, you have all kinds of escape techniques in hand, and it is always not a big problem to escape.

And after several battles, Mo Wen had already felt a trace of decay on the creatures of the Great Saint Realm, and it was expected that his longevity was short, and his combat power would definitely be affected, if he died of old age, it would be a little more than worth the loss.

"Black Emperor, do you want to make a big deal?" Mo Wen looked at the big black dog gnawing on the side and said.

"Come, you are a kid who lacks virtue, you have killed so many saint realms, but you always use some demon beast bodies of the four-polar dragon realm to fool the emperor, and the emperor has not settled accounts with you.

The big black dog bared his teeth and said angrily.

"Nonsense, the body of the saint realm, do you still eat less, and none of them are missing yours."

"A finger, a piece of minced meat or something is also called meat, what are you the emperor?" The big black dog was like he had been stepped on by his tail.

"I'm doing it for your good, your current realm is too low, and such a strong body has ruined it for you, and when your strength comes up in the future, I guarantee that the meat and esophagus of the saint realm are enough." Mo Wen began to draw cakes.

"Boy, you're a Terran, what do you want so many flesh bodies for?" The Black Emperor's eyes showed a look of scrutiny.

"For refining the body, I can only tell you so much."

Although the Black Emperor felt that Mo Wen was hiding a lot of secrets, he also knew that this kid would not easily tell him too much, not to mention that Mo Wen was the descendant of the Emperor of the Beginningless, so he didn't care too much.

"Say, how do you do a big ticket?" The big black dog couldn't resist the temptation after all, and licked the corner of his mouth and asked.

"Don't you think that three-headed and nine-armed guy is too much of an eyesore?"

"What, you're a kid at the pinnacle of the Dao Slashing Realm who wants to hunt down the Great Sage? Are you tired of being crooked?" The Black Emperor jumped up directly from the ground in shock.

"Isn't that your help? Let's be two against one, what are we afraid of?" Don't ask a compliment.

The big black dog was not fooled, and shook the dog's head and said, "I can't do it with me. The main reason is that your strength is too poor, which is holding back the emperor."

Mo Wen didn't bother to care about its shamelessness, but took out one thing and said, "Oh, what if you add this?"

What Mo Wen took out was naturally the dragon pattern black gold tripod, which was held in the palm of his hand, and he removed the cover on it, revealing a trace of the emperor's breath.

The Black Emperor's dog eyes were green at that time, and without saying a word, it jumped up silently, opened its bloody mouth, and rushed straight to Xiao Ding in Mo Wen's hand as fast as lightning.

Mo Wen was already on guard, dodged and let the black dog pounce, and at the same time rewarded him with a kick.

"Boy, how about giving the broken tripod in your hand to the emperor?" The big black dog squinted at Mo and asked.

"Po Ding, that's the Extreme Dao Emperor Soldier, what kind of eyes do you have?" Mo Wen said proudly.

Seeing Mo Wen, he knew that it was an imperial soldier, and the big black dog knew that it was no fun to rob.

"Take the Extreme Dao Emperor to cook meat, this kind of thing can only be done by you kid, it's really a waste of good things!" The big black dog has a look of hatred that iron is not made of steel, and his expression is richer than that of humans.

"Boy, show me again."

"I'll show you, isn't that a meat bun beating a dog, and there's no return, don't even think about it." Mo Wen said disdainfully.

"Wang ......" Obviously, the words of the meat bun hitting the dog touched the scales of the big black dog, and it barked dissatisfiedly, revealing its white teeth.

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The bright moon haunts my heart