The strange golden flame was burning on Mo Xuanxuan's robe, and there was still that faint smile on his face, but unlike usual, now Mo Xuan's smile revealed a sense of relief.

This was the last attack of those three!

You know, it's tiring to be vigilant all the time, far more tiring than having a good fight, and now, this is the last time.

He couldn't judge whether A'e's words were true or false, but he believed A'e's words, this feeling was very strange, and it was funny to say, he didn't even know A'e's origin, but he even had a somewhat confused impression of guessing, but just based on the impressions and interactions in the past few days, Mo Xuan trusted this mysterious woman for no reason, and he was naturally convinced of what he said.

Ah E said that the cause and effect caused by the moon-breaking battle technique, the attack from those three people was only the last time, so he naturally believed it, and he didn't even have any doubts.

"Mu Kong is meticulous, acting precisely, always planning and then moving, so his attacks have always been direct and effective, first use the Tai Xuan Yin Qi to restrain your chaotic Yuan Force, and then use the Yin to kill your Fire Xuan Body, originally had a very high success rate, but he didn't expect that there would be an innate spiritual creature like Black Lotus in your body, so that the success was lacking; ――！”

"Compared to these two people, Xuanluo is completely different, although he is the most powerful among the three, but he acts the most wrong, even if he kills a rabbit, he will never make head-on contact if he can use sneak attack methods, so he will definitely use vicious means to deal with you, start when you are most defenseless, don't think that if you are vigilant in everything, there will be no accidents, for the grasp of the timing, in this world, no one can compare to him, and the same as the first two, he will definitely pursue a blow to kill, and will never give you any chance!"

Mo Xuan's mind flashed A'e's words, but he also shouted luck in his heart, this Xuanluo shot, but it was also concise and clear, only forcing the key point, in this case just now, because Tang Seng and his apprentice were by his side, so he almost never thought that the three people would make a move at this time, because the first two times were out of the sight of this group of people, so Mo Xuan took it for granted that the last shot would inevitably be out of the sight of these people, not because he thought simply, but because he also knew that this westward journey, in addition to learning scriptures, also represented the will of the other two strongmen, Mo Xuan was accepted by Tang Seng as a registered disciple, then, at least in name, is an official member of the westward journey, such an open and honest move is clearly not to give face to the two bigwigs, so Mo Xuan will relax his vigilance, I can't imagine that this Vilampo really did it in front of everyone.

This was beyond Mo Xuan's expectations, so Mo Xuan almost planted it again.

If it weren't for the shit luck that he didn't expect just now, he planted it again this time.

Therefore, in general, these three people have the strength and ability to kill Mo Xuan, but every time they are close to success, they are resolved at the moment of near success, so it can also be explained that this is Mo Xuan's life.

I shouldn't be killed!

Mo Xuan's heart was relaxed at this time, although he was clasping between Na Vi Lan Po's neck, the smile on his face became thicker and thicker, and he smiled at the Tang monk, revealing his white teeth, cold and light, "Master, your flesh is really very replenishing!"

At this time, Tang Seng's cold sweat was already covering his forehead, and he lowered his head and chanted the Buddha's name.

Mo Xuan lifted the thin body of Vilamba, "This female benefactor, you say, how should the poor monk deal with you?"

"You demon, you scourge the world, everyone gets it and condemns it, I am now in your hands, if you want to kill it, you have to obey it!" This old woman didn't act like a fairy, but like a righteous and awe-inspiring underground party member, which made Mo Xuan really a little embarrassed, and could only make a cameo appearance in the evil [***].

"Well, don't worry, I won't kill you, but when it comes to demons, we all seem to be the same!" he said with a sneer, placing his other hand on the top of Viramba's head, and a silky wisp of the sun's golden fire penetrated through the top of her head and into Viramba's body.

This Vilamba originally looked like she was at home, but now, feeling this golden fire of the sun, her face changed miserably, a pair of eyes closed and waiting for death opened suddenly, and she opened her mouth to say something, but it was too late, but it was just a moment's work, the golden streamer filled her whole body, and after her body shook twice, she fell to the ground and slowly turned into a blue-crowned old hen.

Mo Xuan didn't kill her, but just abolished her thousands of years of cultivation, and at the same time retained her spiritual wisdom.

"Didn't you say I was a demon? What about you? What are you now?!"

Mo Xuan grinned.

After the old hen got out of Mo Xuan's grasp, she shook her slightly fat body, her mouth clucked, and she ran into the distance, Mo Xuan didn't care about him, just sneered, "I don't believe it, you can run back to the Thousand Flowers Cave like this, hehe!"

Let go of the Vi Lan Po, Mo Xuan walked in front of his real body, raised his hand, and sucked the three golden needles on his body into his hand, together with the long needle that the Vi Lan Po threw on the ground, this thing is poisonous and tight, or he still collects the insurance, without the three gold needles, Mo Xuan's real body slowly straightened up, and Mo Xuan's incarnation here turned into the appearance of a crow and got into Mo Xuan's arm.

Looking back at the Taoist priest, then at Tang Seng, and then at Monk Sha and the old pig, they all looked like they were waiting to be slaughtered, Mo Xuan didn't pay attention to them for the time being, but turned his attention to the Taoist priest, although the needle on his body had been shot out, but obviously did not recover, this unlucky centipede spirit had a look of resentment on his face, but when he saw Mo Xuan clearly, his face showed a panicked look.

"Don't be so nervous!" Mo Xuan smiled, walked to his side, and lifted the ban on him, "You can go, use more brains when you encounter things in the future, don't get angry as soon as you are agitated, our demon clan will eat on this, understand?!"

How dare the Taoist priest say no, he bowed deeply to Mo Xuan, but his face also showed a thoughtful expression, turned around and left, but he didn't look at the others.

Indeed, the demon clan has suffered a big loss on this issue for a long time, which is most obvious in the battle of the gods, isn't there such a joke, the most powerful weapon in the war of the gods is not the whip of the gods or the yin and yang mirror, let alone the Taiji diagram and the four swords of the immortals, but a sentence from Shen Gongbao, four words, "Brother Dao go slowly!"

The demon clan is righteous, as long as an acquaintance says so, he is hot-blooded, and he has done everything, just like today's Taoist priest, originally he was just a goblin who cultivated himself, according to this Huanghuaguan, although he refined some poisons, he never harmed anyone, and he didn't have any intention of harming Tang Seng, but he was instigated, so he shot at this Tang monk master and apprentice, but he didn't expect that in the end, he fell into a body of scratching!

When the Taoist priest walked away, Mo Xuan once again focused his attention on his master and brothers.

The monkey got rid of the shackle spell and slowly shook the stick in his hand, looking at the monk with an unkind gaze.

"Master, did you hear what I just said, do you have any thoughts on this?" Mo Xuan asked, with a little flirtatious tone, "Or, I'll help you find a banshee round house, give birth to a few little monks, and then eat you?"

"Amitabha, good, good!" the old monk chanted the Buddha's name, but did not say a word otherwise.

"Alas, why bother, why bother!" The evil smile on Mo Xuan's face became more and more intense, "In any case, you and I have been a master and apprentice, and we have come over for such a long time, not to mention the credit, I also have hard work, isn't it!"

The monk's face was white and red at this time, he asked himself in this life that he had not done anything unfortunate, but today I don't know what's wrong, after listening to the words of this Vilampo, his brain was hot, and this mantra was recited, and I don't know what kind of dizziness he made, now that he thinks about it, this Mo Xuan has really not done anything sorry for himself since he followed himself to the west, and he also saved his life when he was in the Muxian Nunnery。

"Sixth, just say what you want, this time, I won't care!" the monkey said coldly on the side, this time, he was also on fire, and at the same time, he also realized one thing, this tight spell can indeed completely block all his combat power, leaving such a thing in his head, but it is not a good thing.

So, secretly, he also had murderous intentions.

It's just that Mo Xuan didn't get angry and crazy as others imagined, but had an interesting smile on his face, in fact, now Mo Xuan is in a good mood and is not ready to worry too much about Monk Tang, and on the other hand, Mo Xuan doesn't feel that he needs to worry about a fanatical believer like Monk Tang, and he has no identity for no reason.

"What if that's the case!" Mo Xuan said with a smile, "Our Buddhas are talking about karma, there must be a cause and effect, and there must be a cause if there is an effect, today's incident is the cause planted by your old man, Master, so this fruit will naturally be reported to your family, and I don't have any special requirements, but I heard that there seems to be a kind of closed-mouth Zen saying in our Buddhism, I don't know if it's true!"

The monk was slightly stunned and nodded.

Indeed, Buddhism does have a closed-mouth Zen, it is the monks in order to cultivate the heart surname, endure the surname, then set a period of time, during this time never speak, this is the closed-mouth Zen, now seeing Mo Xuan suddenly mentioned this closed-mouth Zen, he is a little confused, can only nod.

"That's easy to do!" Mo Xuan said with a smile, "To be honest, we, the apprentices, don't have any special requirements for your old man, Master, just a little hate your noise, and that headache spell, which monkeys also hate tightly, I think, how about you practice that closed-mouth meditation along the way?

"This ......!" The monk was a little difficult for a while, not that he couldn't meditate with his mouth closed, but he really couldn't figure out what Mo Xuan meant by doing this.

"I don't want to be wordy with you anymore, either you agree, if you agree, you will nod, this matter is decided, if you don't agree, let's not take any scriptures, I will unload you and throw it to the mountain spirits and wild monsters to eat, everyone is scattered, but it is also worry-free, isn't it!"

"Uh-!" Tang Seng was obviously stunned by Mo Xuan's words, his body shook slightly, and finally nodded helplessly.

"Then, let's go, shut up, hehe!" Mo Xuan laughed, as if he had done something great.

"It's a pity, this monk doesn't look like Luo Jiaying!!" This is the only regret in Mo Xuan's heart now.

―――――― when time comes to an end, all greatness turns to dung.

So, time is the most jerky thing, no matter how brilliant you have been, no matter how long you have been brilliant, the end result will be buried in the dust of time.

Maybe one day, someone who doesn't know whether he is unlucky or lucky, inadvertently wipes away the heavy dust with his hand, and when the truth that has been covered up for countless years is revealed, it will stir up a real bloody storm.

It's just not the time yet.

Nuwa stood quietly on top of the empty and lonely hall, a faint sense of grief flashing between her picturesque eyebrows.

"You know why I'm here!"

"Of course I know, and I know what you're worried about!" The middle-aged man in gold was still sitting firmly on the bench, and the two golden flames in his eyes were burning faintly, as if they were hell fires, and the flickering flames made the entire hall gloomy again.

"How many years, Captain, how many years have you not been to my Demon Palace, a thousand years, ten thousand years, or a hundred thousand years?

"Sixty-eight thousand seven hundred years!" Nuwa lightly opened the corners of her lips and spit out these words leisurely.

"Oh, it's been more than 60,000 years, it's been so long, my sons have been dead for so long, I can't imagine that they have been dead for so long!" The middle-aged man smiled slightly, and between his indifferent smiles, he seemed to have exhausted the bitterness of this world.

Helpless, sad "Last time, you came here because they killed my son, this time, was my only remaining son killed by you again?"

"You should know the reason why I'm here!" Nuwa said, "I'm here to discuss things with you, not to discuss the mistakes we have made in the past!"

"We, yes, it's us, it's the mistake we made together!" the man's voice rose steeply, and the word "we" was bitten by him.

"It's our mistake!" Nuwa saw that his voice was louder, and an unhappy expression appeared on her face, "What happened back then was indeed a mistake, but I have a share in this mistake, and you also have a share!"

"So I've been sitting here for so many years, never going out, and I've been repenting to the void in this lonely palace like a dead man!" the middle-aged man roared, he stood up straight, his body fluttered with golden flames, the streamer flickered, the whole space trembled in his roar, he slowly stood up from the throne, step by step in front of Nuwa, each step, leaving a footprint with flames on the ground under his feet.

Standing still in front of Nuwa, the man stretched his head forward, almost touching the face of Nuwa, and then, raising his right hand, pointed at his chest, and said word by word in a deep and slow tone, "Yes, I repent, I have renounced my power, I have renounced my throne, I have given up everything I once had, and I have come here, to this place where my brother and I were born, and to repent of the sins I have committed!" What have you done, Nuwa, my great leader, don't forget, it's my son who died, my son!"

The sound echoed in the hall, and then echoed in the lonely space.

Nuwa didn't reply immediately, just stood there quietly, and waited until the man finished speaking and vented the resentment in her heart a little before she spoke.

"Yes, Joon, you're right, it's your son who died, it's all my fault!" she took a breath and said slowly, "It's just that what you don't know is that the price I paid for this is not less than yours!"

Jun, Dijun, this man is Dijun.

The emperor Jun born from Pangu's left eye, the first three-legged golden crow in the world, is counted as blood, but he is the ancestor of Mo Xuan's previous life I don't know how many generations ago, and he is undoubtedly the direct ancestor.

Hearing this Nuwa's words, Na Dijun raised his eyelids and rolled his eyes.

"I don't know, of course I know, Fu Xi is dead, Hou Yi is dead, the army is scattered, hehe, how can I not know!" Di Jun said, the face of Nuwa fell back, it was just a step, and then he sat back in his seat, "But, so what, even if the world is dead, even if you and Hongjun are dead, then what can I do, my sons, but I can't come back!"

"I want to reorganize the legion!" Nuwa didn't want to entangle her previous grievances with him anymore, so she said directly, "The heavens are in chaos, the birth of the thirteenth golden crow is not in the previous providence, I need your help!"

"In other words, the providence you have always respected stabbed you again, but you came to me, the so-called person abandoned by the will of heaven, to help, Nuwa, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"I'm doing this for the future of the demon clan!" Nuwa said.

"The future of the demon clan is not on you!" Di Jun said coldly, "I wasn't there before, and I won't be there now!"

Nuwa's face turned pale, a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes, and she shot at Di Jun, "Di Jun, don't act like a victim in front of me, and don't use this victim's identity to lie in front of me, this is not in line with your identity!"

"Hahahahahaha!" Di Jun laughed wildly and pointed at Nuwa, "It doesn't match my identity, Nuwa, do you think what you do is in line with your identity card? You are the first guy in the demon clan to prove the mixed yuan, with the heavenly surname of my demon clan's revered strength, it should be natural to respect you, but what about you? You actually came to me for help for a three-legged black that has just been cultivated, hahahaha, you say, is it in line with your identity to do this?"

Nuwa didn't speak, but the look in her eyes dimmed, she sighed slightly, no longer said anything to this emperor, and her figure flickered, and she left the Demon Palace.

Di Jun sat on the high imperial throne, staring coldly at the ground where Nuwa was standing just now, and sneered, at first, his laughter was not loud, just laughing quietly, but as time went by, his laughter became louder and more crazy.

Slowly, his body moved to the throne, rolled to the top of the steps, and laughed wildly.

Behind him, slowly, a layer of fine brilliance flickered, and then disappeared, and two long chains emerged, one right and one left, straight through his lute bone, and at the end of the chain, it was behind the emperor's throne, in the endless void, and I don't know where it leads.

The chains are densely covered with all kinds of different spells and patterns, faintly revealing incomparable energy and pressure, and they are as black as ink!

"I didn't expect this Nuwa's strength to be so strong!" a long sigh came from behind the imperial throne, followed by a fat figure.

The figure is extremely tall, the waist and abdomen are covered with fat and fat, and the body is covered with a blood-red robe, exuding endless bloody breath, just like that, silently appeared behind Di Jun.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Dijun slowly raised his head, but he still sat on the steps.

"Of course she's very strong, don't forget her identity!" Di Jun said, still with that weird smile on his face, "Among the twelve divine generals, she is ranked sixth!"

"Twelve Divine Generals!" Hearing these four words, the fat body trembled slightly, as if he had thought of something far away, and his face became gloomy, "Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that the combat power of the Twelve Divine Generals is indeed above us!"

Hearing this, the smile on the face of the emperor Jun became even stronger, but there was a bit of ridicule in this thick smile, but he said, "That's not necessarily, the twelve gods will always stand side by side with the Demon Venerable, and the strength of the seven demon venerables in the demon world is not under the twelve god generals, otherwise, I wouldn't have been entangled with them for so long back then, isn't it, the Blood Red Demon Venerable!"

When the fat Blood Red Demon Venerable heard this, he seemed to smile a little smugly, but soon this smile was forced down by him again, "That being said, it is also a fact that most of the seven Great Demon Venerables fell back then, and the twelve gods were unharmed, but it's a pity that I haven't been promoted to the Demon Venerable position back then, otherwise, I must understand the power of these twelve god generals?"

"You'll have a chance!" Di Jun's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said lightly.

"Of course!" a strange smile appeared on the Scarlet Demon Venerable's face, "I heard that the Twelve Gods are fighting among themselves right now, aren't they!"

"Their relationship has never been good!" Di Jun said, "You also know this very well, the contradiction between the first god general and the third god general is well known, the grudge between them has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years, and the hatred is difficult to resolve at all, so infighting has always existed, 100,000 years ago, it was just because the opponent was too strong and had to join forces to act!"

Hearing the words "The opponent is too strong", the Blood Red Demon Venerable's eyes once again flashed with an imperceptible look, "In other words, if there is no external pressure, a war may break out between the twelve god generals?"

"It's not possible, it's certain!" the two golden flames in the emperor's eyes suddenly jumped," 30,000 years ago, there was a conflict between the first god general and the third god general, although the conflict was only a very short time, but it destroyed our original desolate world, 10,000 years ago, six of the twelve god generals, divided into two factions to fight, 9,000 years ago, the tenth god general Zhun Ti, died in the internal strife between the god generals, for this reason, the eighth god will be led to this day, the corner of the twelve god generals has collapsed, and as far as I know, now, the first god and the third god will be actively preparing, I am afraid that there will be another war of annihilation-"

"Interesting, interesting, haven't you been locked in this Demon Emperor Palace all the time, how can you know so many things?"

"Haven't you demons been sealed in the Demon Realm for 100,000 years, why are you here?" Di Jun said-for-tat.

The Blood Red Demon Venerable didn't speak, and Di Jun didn't speak, one was standing, the other was sitting, the two looked at each other, as if they wanted to find something in each other's eyes, and finally, the two laughed at the same time.

―――――――――――― "Here, it's eight hundred miles of Shituo Ridge!" Mo Xuan looked up, only to see that this mountain peak was inserted into the blue sky, occupying the sky, and hindering the clouds. At the place of cupping to the sky, the peaks stand tall, and the place where it occupies an area, the veins are far away. In the way, it is the pine and gloomy head of the ridge, and the cloud is the stone phosphorus and phosphorus under the cliff, and there is a faint fierce atmosphere in the middle.

After walking forward for a few more miles, Mo Xuan couldn't help but be a little puzzled, why didn't this Li Changgeng come to report the news, but after thinking about it, he couldn't help laughing, now that this Yu Yanjing was killed by himself, things in the sky are messed up, where will this Tai Bai Xing have the opportunity to have the heart to go down to earth to report to this line of masters and apprentices?

And it is precisely because this Tai Bai Xing did not come down to report the news, so there is no monkey exploring the mountain, Tang Seng is now forced by Mo Xuan to practice the Zen of closing his mouth, but he can't say a word, and naturally he can't order the monkey to do this and that, so this line of sidewalks, there is no Tang Seng chirping crookedly in the back, but it is also a lot quieter, anyway, the road of the road, the burden of the burden, when the time comes, the Hua Zhai of the Hua Zhai, anyway, will not be hungry This Tang monk, a month down, this trip is much faster, originally Mo Xuan was counting on at least three months to arrive at Shituo Ling, this month and a half just now, five or six days away from two months。

And without the monkey exploring the mountain, naturally there was no premature alarm of the three old demons in the mountain, everyone just walked calmly all the way, Mo Xuan's heart slowly cooled down, although he didn't want to conflict with the monster along the way, but this uncle of the Buddha, he has been yearning for a long time, and he really wants to see his old man, this, purely personal curiosity is making trouble.

Everyone walked half of the mountain road, and was walking, when they suddenly heard a sound of chattering in the distance, except for the Tang monk, the people here are all guys who have been cultivating for hundreds of years, although the voice is small, but in their ears they can also hear it, this is a sound of footsteps, the sound of the banging of the house, the sound of the bell dangling, which is also mixed with a strange accent, as if there are words, the voice said, "We are looking for the mountain, each of us is cautious about the embankment Sun Xing: he will become a fly!"

Except for Mo Xuan, everyone was stunned, and Mo Xuan laughed on the side, this, one of the many tricks in the Journey to the West, Xiao Diamond Wind is here.

(To be continued)