"Princess, princess, look at it, his eyelashes are so long, and the horse master is so handsome......" is a soft and delicate female voice, speaking is a little maid holding a maid's hair bun.

"Shhh I didn't want to come to see him. This is a beautiful woman in palace clothes with a beautiful face speaking, her expression is a little nervous, and her voice is crisp and beautiful, like a silver bell.

She looked at Mo Chen's handsome side face with beautiful eyes, thinking of what he said goodbye to two hundred years ago, a trace of gloom flashed in her heart, and she said, "Let's go, let's come and see him when he wakes up." ”

"Princess, princess, look at it for a while, this entire Dragon Palace is not as good-looking as even the crown prince. The little maid's eyes lit up.

"My brother heard this, but I'm going to clean you up!"

Thinking that the prince would let her learn some mortal piano, chess, calligraphy and painting every time, the little maid's head was big, and she hurriedly pulled the princess's hand: "Then let's go, let's go, the princess must not let the prince know, otherwise I will be punished for playing the piano for him, I will have a headache." ”

The princess lightly tapped the little maid's forehead and said, "You, you are always noisy, and you can't calm down......"

Then there was the sound of soft footsteps, and the sound of doors opening and closing.

Mo Chen felt that he had a dream, in which he had become a baby, in a strange world, where there were dangers everywhere, and there was no safe place at all.

When he was a few years old, his father and mother went out to find food for the tribe and died in the jaws of the beasts, and then the tribe was soon overturned, and the adult men were killed, and children like himself were turned into slaves, whipped and tortured all day long, and did hard work.

Later, he couldn't stand the torture, so he secretly prepared to run, but he was caught, beaten badly, and almost didn't die, and then was dedicated to the master of the tribe as a furnace.

The master has the magical power to control the clouds and mist, not ordinary people, and feeds the heavenly and earthly treasures to the Ding furnace, including himself, every day, and wants to use himself and others to refine a furnace of elixir.

However, before he could open the furnace for alchemy, this tribe was also broken by a larger tribe, and the master died, and he took advantage of the chaos to steal many of his master's things and secretly escaped.

Later, relying on the treasure elixir of the exercises left from that master, he stepped into the door of cultivation, fought all the way, went through life and death several times, experienced countless years, and became a great power, and people respected himself as the Demon King.

At the end of the dream, it was the endless death breath, the fall of the whole world, the whole world was swallowed up by the desolate continent, staying here, no matter the magic power of the demon venerable, or ordinary mortals, it was death after all, so he tried his best, and finally found a space node by chance, and grabbed a suitable body, and that body was Mo Chen.

"So, this is the memory of someone who wants to take away me?"

Mo Chen opened his eyes faintly, his mind was in chaos, and he inexplicably had a huge memory, which he was absorbing and digesting.

The Immortal Realm of the Flood Desolate Continent is not only the four continents, but also the three thousand worlds, the small worlds of the heavens, it is said that anyone who is promoted to a certain realm can open up his own small world, although this world has to be attached to the Flood Desolation World.

And this demon realm is also an incomparably huge world, but it is slowly swallowed by the desolate continent.

The young man who took away himself was a demon lord in the demon world, equivalent to the Great Luo Jin Immortal in the fairy world, and it stands to reason that he would be eliminated by him, but he didn't know what went wrong, but he was swallowed by himself.

Could it be?

Thinking of the last time the Peng Demon King, Mo Chen's consciousness sank into the Purple Mansion and saw that the golden saint prohibition that existed there had completely disappeared, and the Yuan Shen and Nanming Lihuo Flame had completely regained their freedom, just a very pure and huge masterless Yuan Shen, floating above Nanming Lihuo, and was slowly refined into pure mana.

Sure enough, it was the forbidden power of the Supreme Sage, and the consciousness of the Demon Venerable was exhausted, so he cheapened himself.

This is Mo Chen thinking too much, how powerful the sage's prohibition is, except for people of the same level, who can deal with it, there are ants under the sage, not to say, it is a real existence, even if it is a demon lord at the level of Da Luo Jin Immortal, he is still an ant.

This kind of taste of controlling power is really wonderful, Mo Chen's consciousness sank into his Yuan Shen, feeling the power that he had worked so hard to cultivate, and couldn't help but sigh, when he met the four saints of the North Pole again, I am afraid that he would not need to run, relying on the sky-breaking combat skills, maybe he could weigh the victory or defeat with him.

It's just that the next moment, Mo Chen was a little dumbfounded, he found a problem, Nanming couldn't get out of the fire at all, that huge group of primordial gods blocked the entrance of the Purple Mansion, and if he wanted to get out, he had to refine a passage from here.

But it's so easy, this is a Da Luo Jin Immortal's Yuan Shen, although when that person broke through the space barrier, he burned more than half, but the power of this Yuan Shen is also comparable to that of Jin Xian, with Mo Chen's own desire to completely refine into mana, I don't know how many years it will take.

It will take several years to refine the part blocked at the exit of the Purple Mansion, that is to say, with just the power of view, Mo Chen is still a small scattered immortal at the moment.

There really isn't anything good in this world, and we have to do it ourselves.

Mo Chen wailed in his heart, but he was cheap and obedient, this power of the primordial gods, if Mo Chen can refine, I am afraid that the mana is not inferior to the golden immortal, of course, the control is a little far away from the golden immortal, after all, the use of mana by the golden immortal, but it implies the Taoist rule, failed to realize the Tao, and produced the three flowers on the top, which is absolutely unrivaled by the golden immortal.

Thinking of the rise of the Demon Lord in his dream, Mo Chen's heart moved, and his consciousness drifted towards the memory of the ownerless primordial god, sinking into it, but he remembered that there were several secret methods of supernatural powers.

Sure enough, when I entered it, I carefully sifted through the parts about cultivation in the huge memory, and there were a lot of good things.

For example, this demon lord's own cultivation of the Nine Demons Heart Devouring Technique, the Phantom Light Demon Book and the like, but Mo Chen doesn't need it, eight or nine is enough for him to toss, besides, all the cultivation exercises will only go to the Golden Immortal, after breaking through the Golden Immortal, any cultivation exercises are useless, to that realm is to fight for the perception and understanding of the Dao, to fight for the powerful mana, and to fight for all kinds of magical skills.

Well, the law is like heaven and earth?

Moving mountains and reclamation from the sea?

This is, the incarnation outside the body!

Good supernatural powers, good supernatural powers, this external incarnation is completely one more life!

Mo Chen secretly rejoiced, Da Luo Jin Xian, it was really a big treasure, but the next moment, he found an even more surprising supernatural power, Tianyan!

No, it's the Divine Eye, which can see through all illusions, circles, prohibitions, and so on......