"If you are not worthy of virtue, you are not worthy of your position, but you are in a high position, so you should naturally be punished!"

Mo Chuan put down the teacup indifferently, his eyes turned slightly, and he looked at the Poyun Cave God who was brazenly questioning.

"Wonderful!!

The god of the Poyun Cave rose up and sneered: "In this case, please also ask Mingchen Daoist to lead the neck and kill yourself, don't let the gods look down on humanity." ”

The sound fell, and the whole hall was shocked.

Feng Ming, Swallowing Clouds, and Setting the Moon The three thousand-year-old demons seemed to have been mentally prepared, and they were silent when they saw this, and their expressions were unwavering.

However, the rest of the cave gods, their expressions became subtle, and they looked at Mo Chuan with a hint of surprise.

Thousands of miles of desolate cave gods, all of them sat on the position of cave gods by violent means, and it can even be said that they have no outstanding achievements, and they are embarrassed to greet people when they go out.

It's just that although Mo Chuan has a record, he is just bullying a Jiazi demon - Xiaoyun Shanjun.

With such a record, he is not worthy of the position of the Ten Thousand Dynasty Cave God.

However, he is holding the living eyes of 10,000 years of demons, which are grotesque and terrifying.

"Who do you think the poor road is talking about?"

Mo Chuan sneered, then smiled, and said with an affirmative expression: "You are not the god of the Poyun Cave, right?" ”

The sound fell, and several demons in the hall who were good friends with the gods of the Poyun Cave were all surprised.

Rubbing his eyes and looking at the god of the Poyun cave.

"Hahaha...... I have never doubted your intelligence, but in the face of absolute strength, all intrigue and intrigue are nothing more than a joke. ”

The god of the Poyun Cave looked up to the sky and laughed, and the coral-like antlers cracked inch by inch, like a snake molting, revealing a pair of cyan horns.

The antlers changed, and the head of the deer turned into a bull's head.

"Ying Cangdong God?!"

"No...... You are a demon for ten thousand years! ”

The demons in the hall were shocked, and then reacted quickly - Ying Cangdong God had already been occupied by the demon body of the ten thousand years demon and fled.

I didn't expect it to appear on the demon hall again, and I didn't expect that it could still hold the skin of the god of the Poyun Cave, talking and laughing, and no one found out.

Now in the main hall, there are probably only Wei Lai's masters and apprentices, as well as the Terran monks who are outside the twenty-four guest halls, such as the head of the three-corpse sect.

"Interesting, interesting! Look at the aura of Daoyou's bones, and the aura is hidden, I think it's already a dove occupying the magpie's nest, borrowing the corpse to return the soul, right? No wonder he fled that day, but it turned out that he had not succeeded. ”

Mo Chuan shook his head again and sighed:

"It's a pity that Heavenly Dao has mercy on you, allowing you to take a trace of your soul will from the hands of the poor Dao, and you don't want to change your ways, but you still dare to provoke, do you really think that the poor Dao suppressed your demon body, so you can't spare any strength?"

Rao is shackle has already seen Mo Chuan's ability to weave lies, and at this time, he was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

"It's a good song about the empty city, and the singing is amazing."

The bull praised angrily, and shouted: "Everyone, look carefully!" ”

"Eyes—"

A roar, like a tiger roaring deep in the forest, thousands of horses together!

I saw that the strong demon body of the cow suddenly transformed into the main body, cyan muscles, knotted bones, and the horns of the cow were like chisels, and the wolf suddenly stretched and rushed towards Mo Chuan.

Suddenly, the wind and thunder were angry, and the fish and dragon were miserable.

The hall is full of demons, dumbfounded.

Mo Chuan is too close to the cow, and the distance between the two cases is only two steps, and for the four-hoofed bull demon, it is just one step.

However, Zhan's demonization, the horn has arrived in Sichuan.

At this moment, Mo Chuan could even see the bloodshot in the bloody eyes of the bull, the bloodshot that spread hideously, and the anger poured out of the pain, which could be smelted with gold.

The huge bull's nose spews out a fishy snort, which makes people smell sick.

Mo Chuan knew why the bull was desperate to expose him and try to kill him.

for he is eating his ears and sucking his blood.

If this continues, within a hundred years, the cow will die.

As everyone knows, this is also Mo Chuan's purpose.

- After all, there are only a thousand days to be a thief, how can there be a thousand days to prevent thieves?

"Roar—"

A tiger roared, and the clouds ran after thunder.

I saw that the horns of the ox reached the empty place, and suddenly there were sinuous black lines, spreading in the meantime, like a vine like a jiao, and a white-fronted insect with hanging eyes was outlined in the whiskers!

The tiger came out, and the beasts scattered.

This is the abdominal chakra Xiaoyun Mountain Jun Shentong - the tiger stripes of the body.

Without waiting for the cow to come back to his senses, ten thousand rays of light rose from around Mo Chuan's body, like soaring flames, and the clouds surged!

Look closely, where is the shining light?

It is clearly an inflated primordial spirit, coming out of the shell.

The primordial god first seemed to be illusory, and then floated up, frightened by the wind, horrified, multiplied by nothingness, and the gods!

In the snap of his fingers, he swelled into a hundred-foot giant, with a green robe and a big hairpin, a hairpin like a sword, and an embroidered cloud shoe trampling the crystal palace.

This scene is slow, but it is actually extremely fast.

The demons in the hall only felt that the fierce wind pierced their faces, and they had the appearance of covering the sky and the sun, smoking the sky and the earth, bowing their heads and angry eyes.

Cover the shadow of the moon and suppress the mountains and rivers.

In the shade, on the ice of the Moon Worship Lake, the little demons who were snatching the incense were all brushing and stopped, and raised their heads with blank faces.

The sky is bright and the moon is shining, and the wind and snow are majestic.

The fear of the giant, which cannot be described in words, is shocking and shattering.

"Little calf, dare to devour the lord too?"

Mo Chuan sat cross-legged, the yang god behind him stood illusory, broke through the ice dome, and slapped his palm at the cow.

At the same time, thousands of miles away in Shoushan, the earth's veins are surging, rushing like thunder, and it smells like a dragon turning over, but there is no mountain surge.

- But it is Mo Chuan, the god of Shoushan Mountain, who leaves half of the demon body to hook up the leylines with the method of fragmentation, although it is not as good as stepping on the boundary of Shoushan, but it can still get the power of the mountain god in three points.

For a while, the hand is like a weft, and the palm covers the heavenly river.

The demons in the hall all fled in horror.

It is the three thousand-year-old demons, and their faces have changed slightly, and they know that although the power of Mo Chuanyang's god is weak, the divine bones are especially there.

Searching for the roots, you can even see a giant dragon roaring mountains and rivers after the yang god.

It's just that due to various restrictions, I can't break through the constraints and can't play my best.

- Because of the suppression of the demon body, can't you use all your strength?

The three demons were shocked!

Master Wei Lai and his apprentice were even more dumbfounded.

"I haven't seen it for half a year, Ling Ran is like a god, there was this cultivation back then, why are you afraid of a thousand years of flying stiffness?"

Wei Lai, who was swept away from the battlefield by his master, stood on the edge of the Moon Worship Lake, looking at the giant elephant that stood on the ground, and his heart was surging, and he couldn't stop murmuring.

"That's what it is...... Kunlun heritage? ”

Xiao Daoyuan's face was serious, and irrepressible ecstasy flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Disciple Wei Lai once said that this son only has one mansion.

However, Kunlun Wonderland is a small boy.

Such a person, there is such a creation, if he can worship Kunlun, wouldn't it...... Isn't that a blessing?

The road is sought!

"Wind and thunder entangle the earth's veins, and ice and snow shine in the sky."

Ling Jingge Shen Anfeng looked at the shocking scene, and the gossip seal in his eyes swirled endlessly.

"The Leyline Qi...... Shoushan ...... Thorns...... Mo, this is the true understanding of hexagrams! But how could a mortal ...... How did you become a mountain god? ”

At a glance, he saw through the heavens, and his heart was thundering, and he became more and more shocked.

The language is as cumbersome as mud and sand.

In the midst of the chaos of people's hearts, Mo Chuan's palm had already smashed into the body of the demon demon.

As far as the three cultivators of the Cangdong God cultivated, he thought that Mo Chuan's blow was just a bluff, but unexpectedly, when the palm wind fell, he knew that it was powerful.

Frightened, it roared, "Don't make a move!" ”

(End of chapter)