"Is it forbidden?" Mo Chen was a little surprised, in this case, he would never want to know this lord from the side.

He looked at Aoba, because of the relationship between many demon elements planted in his body, Aoba's mid-stage cultivation of the Permanent Realm was also completely seen through by him.

The status of a monk in this realm is definitely not low in supporting the gods.

If she is planted with a ban, I am afraid that the entire high-level of the Divine Enhancement will have this layer of prohibition.

It's a good way to keep things secret.

It's just that this stroke made Mo Chen think a little more highly of this lord's means of buying people's hearts.

After all, if the prohibition is planted in the body of the power of the Permanent Realm, unless I am willing, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the powerhouses of the Haohua Realm to achieve it.

In this case, Mo Chen is not entangled in this regard, and he is not worried that Aoba will deceive him, after all, there is a demon element in his body, and Aoba's every word and deed is under his control.

"What kind of exercises are you practicing? Show it to me. ”

Qingye's face changed, but the person had to bow her head under the eaves, she struggled, and still honestly took out her cultivation jade slip and handed it to Mo Chen.

"Aoba cultivates the Dragon Heaven Immovable Technique, polishing the divine soul or something, it can only be regarded as a medium exercise, but it is mainly in the blessing of the physical body, and when the cultivation is at the top level, it can condense the three Dragon Heaven Immovable Venerables, and when it is fierce fighting, it is equivalent to having three more helpers with a slightly lower realm, and it can also be integrated into itself to temporarily increase the cultivation. ”

"That's a good idea. "Mo Chen's only then is obvious, the three strong men who looked exactly the same as the ones summoned by Aoba before turned out to be all cultivated by her in this exercise, similar to doppelgangers.

It's no wonder that they will burst directly and turn into three dragon tattoos, so that the power of Aoba will be increased.

Mo Chen memorized the exercises, and then returned the jade slip to Aoba: "Regarding the information about supporting the gods and fixing the dignity, there are always some small aspects that are not within the control of the prohibition, right? ”

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A week later, the East Holy River.

The head of the Feng family and the Supreme Elders stood side by side, several of them wearing golden silk robes, and an illusory halo of light shone above their heads, shaped like a crown.

Their bodies are embroidered with statues of Nuwa, and the most striking thing is that the faces of several people seem to be covered by ripples, and their bodies are faintly emitting a faint white light.

The light seemed to be coming from behind them, but if someone could walk behind them, they wouldn't be able to find the source either.

The head of the Feng family was high above, his long hair fluttering in the wind, and he looked down at the various Feng family monks who were constantly gathering in the silver river below.

One by one, the Feng Family's Permanent Realm cultivators led their troops here, and the battle groups of different sizes formed a huge army that could not be seen as far as the end could be.

Aoba is also one of them.

At this time, she was wearing an armor that looked like a pile of feathers, riding on the back of a Xuan Niu with a third purpose on her head, and leading 10,000 Feng family monks behind her, ready to go, all at the command of the head of the family.

"The imperial pillar broke and collapsed, the void extended the great shock, and the gods and the gods were devastated, and the lives of the earth were ruined, and today we should eliminate the thieves and save thousands of lives from fire and water. The head of the Feng family said slowly, and his voice was like a flood of bells, spreading to the ears of every Feng family monk on the battlefield.

"Draw your sword!!Drum sound!!" He stretched out his finger a little forward, and the long sword behind his back came out of its sheath with a "poof", and at the same time, all the Feng Family disciples in the field also pulled out their ice blades, and for a while, the entire battlefield resounded with the sound of continuous gold and iron.

"Boom!!"

Immediately afterwards, the drummers at the rear of each battle group understood and beat the thunder drum in their hands fiercely.

The sound of thunder continued to resound in the sky, and the lightning was like a spider web, densely flashing and stabbing out on the sky.

"Attack!!" a Permanent Realm Venerable below raised his Eight Snake Spear and roared.

Suddenly, the monstrous Feng Family Legion, like the silver water pouring down from the Heavenly River, rushed towards the area where the Divine Empowerment Stronghold was located on the earth.

And the side of Fushen Dingzun, in fact, has already prepared the same countless armies, one by one, the demon cow that has no flesh and blood, and is purely condensed from bones, constantly emitting ghost sounds that pierce the eardrums, and the thunder of the Feng family.

Countless black torrent-like Netherworld soldiers and black-robed Cultivators of the Divine Empowerment Sect rushed towards the Feng Family Monks.

A large number of magical powers on both sides continued to be thrown out as if they were not fatal, directly forming a canopy formed purely by the explosion of spells on the earth.

The battle was fierce, and as soon as the two sides received their troops, a large number of living beings were harvested.

On the Feng family's side, all of them are well-equipped, and secret magic weapons are emerging in an endless stream, and they are also good at all kinds of powerful talents.

But on the other hand, on the side of the Divine Dingzun, the bones of the Netherworld Skeleton are as hard as black iron, and even ordinary monks are physically strong, and they are not afraid of all kinds of magic attacks. They are not afraid of death, and they are bloodthirsty.

Anyway, the Nether soldiers are dead, and even if the living beings are dead, the Lord who can ally with the Netherworld can pull them back from the Netherworld, but they need to go through a reincarnation.

Therefore, as soon as the two sides come into contact, they are inseparable.

However, the many Permanent Realm powerhouses at the real top level are only at the weakest initial level.

The mid-stage, peak, or stronger Haohua realm creatures did not move.

Aoba is also in this column. She stood at the back of the battle group, watching the two sides in front of her continue to fight, and her expression became more and more obscure.

The battle is raging in front of us, but this is only a small part of all the battlefields.

Just behind the Tianzhu Mountain on the other side of the East Holy River, on the vast plain there, the Feng Family Monks, under the leadership of a group of elders, were fighting frantically against hundreds of millions of Fushen Dingzun troops.

In another place near the middle of the barrier of the Eastern Emperor's territory, ten Feng family lineages quietly led a small group of Feng family elites, who had already sneaked into the back of Fushen Dingzun, wanting to raid and intercept assistance, but were discovered by the Netherworld Power behind the palace.

The two sides are also engaged in a battle to the death.

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Xiaoqing Palace.

Ink dust was rummaging through a pile of bookshelves for knowledge he didn't know.

This is the Feng family's library and is open to all living beings.

Although some hidden things and profound exercises and secret techniques will not be placed here, it is often in this ordinary place that Mo Chen can find some extraordinary books.

He took a random book that interested him, found a seat and sat down, and fell into deep thought again.

He had previously learned from Aoba that in addition to the Venerable Lord, there were two Great Elders of the Haohua Realm on the side of Fushen Dingzun, and these two elders had always been in retreat and had never shown their faces, but the momentum they faintly exuded was definitely the Haohua Realm.