Mana, feeling the mana in his body, Mo Chen was about to cry.

It's not easy, since he was sealed by Laojun, in order to restore his cultivation and help Liu An ascend to the throne, he was almost hacked to death by Marshal Tianyou, but it was the Peng Demon King who saved him.

Without their extraordinary existence that affected the battle situation, the army of the King of Chu, who had lost their morale, was quickly wiped out by Liu An, and Liu An officially sat on the throne, and then Mo Chen got the merit that was enough for people to become immortals, and the aura in his body was absorbed faster.

Refusing Liu An's kindness to build a national teacher's mansion for him in Yujing City, he didn't want to become that damn big centipede, but instead went back to the Dizang Temple in Quanshan and practiced there.

The little monk Jueqiao and the big black dog in the Dizang Temple who could recite the scriptures and release the Buddha's light all disappeared, and there was only an empty temple, where Mo Chen had cultivated for a full fifty years, and once again reached the realm of scattered immortals.

Compared with the last time when he didn't know anything and directly got started with Bajiu, Mo Chen, who had reached the peak of the early stage of the Heavenly Immortals and had a deep understanding of Bajiu, rebuilt his mana this time, polished the foundation well, and turned the three-year process into fifty years, which seemed to take a long time, but it made Mo Chen's foundation much deeper.

Xiu Xian asked, not for speed, but like building a building, the deeper the foundation, the higher the future achievements, and the less likely it is to encounter bottlenecks when breaking through.

At least with the understanding of eight or nine that he has re-cultivated once now, when Mo Chen breaks the seal, I am afraid that he can directly cultivate to the perfection of eight or nine five turns.

It's just that now, the mana can't rise again, and that merit can only help Mo Chen restore his mana here, and he still needs other merits in the future.

remembered what the Peng Demon King said to himself when he saved himself fifty years ago:

"Little crow, don't be greedy for this kind of alternation of thrones in a big country of the human race in the future, your cultivation is still too shallow, if you want to make merits, you still have to go to Xihe Niuzhou, Buddhism has set up a lot of backhands there, and there are a lot of demons in captivity, and there are many small countries there, and they don't attract attention, you still go there." ”

In the end, the Great Sage of Chaotian is well-informed, he is right, the great country of the human race has deep luck and is very deeply involved, and he just helped the Emperor of the People to ascend the throne this time, so he pulled out a statue of the Four Saints of the North Pole, and he was almost hacked to death, so he couldn't stay here longer.

Just as Mo Chen was thinking about leaving, an old voice came from outside: "Master, you can teach the apprentice some immortal immortal immortal cultivation techniques, the apprentice begs you." ”

It's Liu An, the young man has already turned into a gray-haired old man, although he is wearing a dragon robe and a crown, his momentum is extraordinary, but his body is already filled with the death of the drooping old man, and he can't live long.

In the past two years, he often came over to beg Mo Chen to teach him to cultivate immortals, but Mo Chen was banned, and he couldn't enter the Dizang Temple at all.

"Master, please save the disciples!"

With another shout, Mo Chen stood up, waved his hand to accept the prohibition, and walked towards the outside of the temple.

"Master, Master!"

Seeing Mo Chen come out, he was still a young man who looked like the son of the family back then, Liu An directly 'pounced' and knelt on the ground, completely ignoring the emperor's prestige, begging Mo Chen.

"Get up, it's not that Mo Chen doesn't want to teach you, it's really the will of God, you gave me a few copper plates back then, and I helped you ascend to the throne of God, our two fates are over, Mo Chen is going to leave Wei today, take care of your life." Mo Chen looked at the kind-hearted young man back then, and said quietly.

"Master, don't go, pass on my immortal law, I'm willing to exchange it for the Great Wei Kingdom!" Liu An's white hair was messy, almost frantically pleading.

Mo Chen just shook his head slightly, with a wave of his big sleeves, the person was already floating in mid-air, immortal, no matter what glory and wealth he had, the emperor and the general, he could not live forever, after all, it was a passing cloud, only by cultivating the supreme magic method and standing at the top of the avenue, could he be free and immortal.

The taste of mana is different, Mo Chen has not experienced the feeling of flying in the sky for a long time, and even his life-saving ability is a lot stronger, in the last situation, he can use the vertical golden light technique to escape, and he will not be passive and can't even run if he is cut.

Mo Chen's cloud speed is not slow in the scattered immortals, but in two or three days, he crossed the West Sea and almost arrived at Xihe Niuzhou, but when he was close to the West Sea, a trace of light suddenly appeared from a distance.

"Baby!" Mo Chen's eyes lit up, and he didn't think about it, and lowered the clouds.

It is not far from the sky, but it is hundreds of miles away from the West Sea, it is a small hill composed of more than a dozen peaks, and there is a lack of aura, so there should be no immortals and monsters entrenched here.

But Mo Chen is still very cautious, if he encounters a baby in the wilderness, it is very likely that he will also encounter danger.

He flew extremely slowly, observing all directions, and at the slightest disturbance, he would use the Vertical Golden Light Technique to leave, never lingering, but the road was calm, and there were no accidents, not even a single cultivator.

"Could it really be that my Mo Chen's luck has arrived?" Seeing that he arrived at this small mountain range safe and sound, and nothing unusual happened, the little crow relaxed his vigilance a little, but he was still staring at the surroundings, there must be danger near the treasure, and it could not be in vain.

"Huh?"

Mo Chen, who had searched a small hill, suddenly felt that something was wrong, the mountain he had just searched was so quiet, there was not a single snake, insect, bird or beast, there must be something strange!

As soon as the mana on Mo Chen's body, who sensed that something was wrong, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the golden light technique of the vertical ground was activated, the person was about to leave this place.

However, in the next moment, a huge suction force came from the valley, and before Mo Chen could fly, he had already been sucked by that huge suction.

"He, mother, what's going on!" this was the last consciousness in Mo Chen's mind.

In the valley formed by several hills, there is a big black hole on the ground, which is bottomless, and the glow is diffused from there, and the moment Mo Chen is sucked in, the person has lost consciousness, and the glow of the glow is also gone.

Under the black hole, there is a distorted space, and at the end of the space is a young man with a pale face, the young man has three eyes, and the eye on his forehead emits a faint light, which is exactly the same as the glow that attracted Mo Chen to explore, and the aura on his body is weird, not at all the breath of any race in this immortal world.

If Mo Chen woke up, he would inevitably find clues, this breath was exactly the same as the breath of those creatures who died under the golden halberd in the picture where the Peng Demon King passed on his sky-breaking combat skills.

The young man's eyes were like ice, and there was a tyrannical and murderous intent hidden in them, but when he swept over Mo Chen's body, he showed a slightly satisfied look, and he muttered: "Three thousand years, I have found the weak point of this space for three thousand years, and finally I have waited for a suitable body, the Flood Desolate Continent, I am here." ”

And behind the unconscious Mo Chen, there are countless white bones, there are demon clans and human races, and some of them even become white bones, the bones are still as shiny as jade, which is a phenomenon that only exists when enlightenment is integrated into one's body, and it is the great master of the Golden Immortal......