In fact, in the final analysis, the Jade Disc of Creation is a very ancient thing. 【Reading Network】Ancient to the present inside and outside the Three Realms, there are only no more than ten people who know its true secrets and functions, that is, the twelve divine generals, except for Chang'e Hongjun and the Queen Mother of the West, even Nuwa also knows nothing about this matter.

And the others are all false, what kind of incarnation of the way of heaven, the symbol of heaven's will, etc., just like what Mo Xuan heard in later generations, this long live, that long live, empty, nothing.

Yang Fengxian naturally didn't know all the secrets of the Creation Jade Disc, but as the descendant of one of the oldest families in the Three Realms, and a family that had preserved two fragments of the Creation Jade Disc, he naturally knew a little about the function of the Creation Jade Disc.

For example, the Pauline lamp.

The biggest effect of the Baolian lantern is not its attack power, but in one word: hidden!

He can completely hide the breath of people.

Of course, not only the breath, but also the body, it is a saint, and it is impossible for anyone else to find it except for the two who are now at the highest point of the strength pyramid.

This Yang Fengxian took advantage of the function of the Baolian lamp to hide the figures of himself and Liu Yanchang, that is to say, they did not leave the thatched house at that time, but were invisible.

But strange things happened when they were invisible.

Originally, there was nothing when Mo Xuan came in, but when Mo Xuan used his spatial ability to return to Moyunling, something strange happened.

Yang Fengxian was very shocked to find that the energy of the Baolian Lantern in his belly actually had a slight connection with Mo Xuan's spatial ability, and was directly pulled back to Moyunling by Mo Xuan, and then pulled into his magic circle space.

This Yang Fengxian's body was already extremely weak, and he wanted to control the Baolian Lantern with all his might, so that he could withstand the fierce spatial shocks and fluctuations that Mo Xuan made, and even the tearing of space, so after entering Mo Xuan's magic circle space, he was thrown out by a burst of spatial turbulence and fell into the depths of this grassland.

And Mo Xuan was bent on settling down his family, and he was about to leave in a hurry, where would he notice that there were two more uninvited guests in his circle space.

So, that's it.

Unexpectedly, this little flower was bumped into.

This can also be said to be in the dark, there is a providence!

Mo Xuan didn't like Providence, and three months later, when he re-entered his magic circle space, what he saw was enough to make him crazy, but now, he didn't know that there would be a big surprise waiting for him in the magic circle space.

...................................................... Mo Xuan is now on the Moyun Ridge, confronting Miluo.

The two sides didn't look at each other, but it was clear that they didn't need to.

Mi Luo is a very pure immortal, the last person in charge of the immortal path during the flood period, so, although it is also the power of the Ten Heavens, but his comprehensive strength is indeed much stronger than Xuanluo, plus Xuanluo is a poison everyone, and he was naturally restrained by Mo Xuan's flames, so although Mo Xuansheng's is a little dangerous, he doesn't feel that there is anything special about this master of the Ten Heavens, but this time, it's different!

In the qi that filled the entire Yin City, the chaotic yuan power was so deep that Mo Xuan's heart was cold, and it was full of extremely pure immortal qi, Mo Xuan had always thought that the immortal qi of his Nine Rank Heavenly Immortal Recipe was extremely pure, but compared to the immortal qi he felt now, Mo Xuan felt embarrassed.

Taking a deep breath, a trace of fire came out of Mo Xuan's body, thin, soft, without a trace of heat leaking out, the muscles of the whole body began to tighten, just like a cheetah with strength, there is no place in the whole body that is not on guard, and the facial features have been adjusted to the best state, a radius of thousands of miles, even a mosquito flapping its wings does not want to escape his spiritual sense.

The fighting spirit is high!

A wicked smile appeared on his face, and unconsciously, he stuck out his tongue and licked the corners of his lips, a bloodthirsty urge in his heart.

The sword light in his hand flickered, and Mo Xuan's body had disappeared on the top of Moyun Ridge, and when his figure appeared again, it was the place where the chaotic yuan power in the entire Yin City was the heaviest.

"Hiss!" With a soft sound, the scalpel in Mo Xuan's hand was broken into two, and the dust in Miluo's hand turned into countless silver threads, wrapping towards Mo Xuan.

"It's useless!" Mo Xuan chuckled, threw away the knife in his hand casually, and unfolded the slippery body technique with all his might, and his body turned into a streamer, so that Miluo could not catch it.

Miluo's face turned cold, he had already prepared for Mo Xuan's advantage in speed, but he never thought that Mo Xuan's speed would be so fast.

It's a speed that completely makes your opponent desperate!

Mi Luokong has a strong strength, surging chaotic yuan power and immortal strength, which can block the entire Yin City and even a thousand miles away, but it can't capture Mo Xuan's figure.

The difference in speed is not a quantitative distance of one or two points, but a complete qualitative difference, even in his realm, Mo Xuan's body is still slippery like a fish in water, empty of mana and magic weapons, but he doesn't know where to start.

And Mo Xuan is different, from time to time the cold man rushes to his side, which is a blow.

Miluo has the power of the Ten Heavens to protect his body, and he is naturally not afraid of Mo Xuan's six or seven heavens' power blows, but it is not a way to be beaten all the time, at least he is a strong man like him who has no face, and if he continues like this, he will also fall into a passive situation, Mo Xuan will fight if he wants to, and he will leave if he doesn't want to, but he has no way to take him, so he needs to change this situation.

It is not advisable to forcibly suppress it by force, however, this Miluo has been mixed up for so many years, and if he encounters an opponent who is good at speed and can't deal with it, then he might as well take a piece of tofu and kill it.

It's just a matter of finding a way to limit his speed.

It's just that Mo Xuan is the fastest opponent he has encountered, so at the beginning, he was still a little uncomfortable, but slowly, he adapted to Mo Xuan's speed, anyway, he couldn't keep up, and he would mess up with himself if he was in a hurry to chase and kill.

The sleeve of the robe in his left hand was slightly lifted, and the surrounding chaotic vitality began to concentrate, within a radius of thousands of miles, the yuan force full of fairy power was churning and galloping, the sky was clear, and the clouds in the sky also flashed with the rise of this yuan power.

Where have the ordinary people under their feet seen such a spectacle in their lives, and one by one they involuntarily knelt down, kept kowtowing, and called the gods to bless them.

The Chaos Yuan Force began to concentrate, and finally condensed into seven hundred and forty-nine seven-colored light balls, which floated around Mi Luo, flashing golden light and aura, and at the same time sealing the route that Mo Xuan was most likely to attack.

Theoretically, Mo Xuan can attack this Miluo from any angle, but not every angle can cause damage to this Miluo, and now, the position of these forty-nine light balls just seals Mo Xuan's effective killing angle, so that the number and effect of Mo Xuan's attacks are naturally greatly reduced.

At the same time, after sealing some important attack points, Miluo's probability of judging Mo Xuan's attack points has also been greatly improved.

At the same time, the dusty silver filament in Miluo's hand began to stretch and lengthen, and the spacing between the filaments was only less than a millimeter, and soon the sky was covered with a cover, not giving Mo Xuan a chance to break in at speed.

Turtle Tactics!

What's the use of Mo Xuan's speed no matter how fast it is, your attack can't cause damage to me, such a speed is meaningless.

Between the two, just like that, there was a meaningless confrontation.

He couldn't catch Mo Xuan, but again, Mo Xuan couldn't attack him.

Mo Xuan was around him, and he kept reinforcing his turtle shell.

It's just that there is still a loophole in this seemingly sturdy turtle shell.

It was a trap, Mo Xuan believed that as long as he attacked this loophole, then he would inevitably face a thunderous counterattack, there was no doubt about it.

However, he is confident in his speed.

Knock back with one blow and don't seem to have anything to worry about.

It's like a big bear discovering a bee's nest, knowing that there is danger inside, but it can't resist the temptation of honey, Mo Xuan has been attacking for so long, but it has no effect, on the one hand, because the other party's is so consumed, it is better for everyone to go home and wash and sleep.

Mo Xuan and Mi Luo didn't want to do this, everyone wanted to have an understanding here, so Mi Luo left a flaw, let Mo Xuan attack, everyone won or lost by strength, although his approach did not limit Mo Xuan's speed, but it limited Mo Xuan's unpredictable attack route, and took the initiative a little, and now, what he wants to bet on is that Mo Xuan also wants to divide the victory here.

He was right.

Mo Xuan really wants to divide the victory and defeat here, not only the victory and defeat, but also the life and death.

If Mo Xuan loses this time, it will naturally be a retreat of thousands of miles, using the Xuanluo in his hand as a bargaining chip, and if this time, Mo Xuan will also defeat this Miluo.

Then, neither Miluo nor Xuanluo will have a life left.

After all, in addition to the moon-breaking combat skills, there is also the cause and effect of the Penglai spirit vein on his body, he doesn't think that this matter will be hidden for a lifetime, although he has not lived as long as these old monsters, but he has a deep understanding of the words "Providence is like a knife".

Maybe one day, this bad thing will be turned out of the pile of old papers by that invisible hand, and at that time, he will wait for these three to chase and kill, so now that there is a chance to break them one by one, of course he will not let go of this opportunity.

So, even if he knows that there is a trap ahead, he will rush into it.

Say a thousand ways and ten thousand, Lao Tzu's speed is faster than you, what can you do with me?

The villain's thoughts are extremely true to Mo Xuan's mood at this time.

A round of purple flame body began to form in Mo Xuan's palm, in the previous attack, Mo Xuan has not used the Sun Purple Pole Golden Fire, one is because part of the Golden Fire was divided by him to refine Xuanluo, and on the other hand, he needs to use the Purple Pole Golden Fire to protect his body, and at the same time, he has a fluke mentality, wanting to defeat Miluo with his own attack power and speed, but obviously, this is wishful thinking.

Therefore, with his absolute confidence in his speed, Mo Xuan couldn't care so much, and directly used the Sun Purple Pole Golden Fire.

The condensed Purple Pole Golden Fire raised the temperature around it to a very permeable temperature.

Diffuse slight color change.

"Is the Sun Purple Pole Golden Fire? I can't think of it!" he was secretly surprised in his heart, "Come to think of it, Xuanluo is planted on this Sun Purple Pole Golden Fire, right?!"

"Whoosh, hiss......!"

Mo Xuan rushed into the only defensive hole with that speechless speed, and the golden flame in his hand hit Na Miluo's forehead very accurately.

Miluo's body paused slightly, and after his face turned white, a strange smile appeared on his face, and then the dust whisk in his hand was dusted, and Mo Xuan's body was firmly entangled, and then, the silver filament on the dust began to tighten, completely tightened.

And it wasn't until this time that Mo Xuanfang reacted.

"Damn!" Mo Xuan scolded in his heart, he never thought that such a situation would happen, this damn guy would actually set a trap on himself.

Indeed, he was solid this time, and he also injured this Mi Luo, but he put himself in, and I don't know what kind of trick Mi Luo used, and he actually used his strength, the immortal strength and the chaotic yuan power on his body After a disgusting fusion, it became extremely sticky.

Sticky, too sticky.

It's more sticky than the fucking legendary 502 glue, and it was Mo Xuan who was stuck by this thing as soon as he touched this loose forehead, and it was firmly glued, unless Mo Xuan broke his hand, otherwise, don't want to break free, in other words, Mo Xuan was caught.

Ten Heavens vs. Five Heavens, there is no speed advantage.

Then there will be no suspense about the outcome.

The silver filament tightened again, Mo Xuan couldn't move at all, the meridians in his body that were completely integrated with the root system of the black lotus began to flash a trace of gray light, Mo Xuan's body was reinforced hundreds of times in an instant, but this was not enough to resist the suppression of the silver filament containing the Ten Heavenly Chaos Yuan Power.

Mo Xuan regretted it a little now, he just wanted to win with one blow, so he used all the Sun Purple Pole Golden Fire, and the facts told him that he really underestimated the power of the Ten Heavens.

The Sun Purple Pole Golden Fire, which was claimed to be completely destroyed after the Ten Heavens, only caused Miluo to suffer a slight injury, and he was no longer able to recover his breath at this time, and then transported out the Sun Purple Pole Golden Fire to burn off the dust bound to him.

This is a very depressing thing, obviously the ordinary solar golden fire and the fire have no effect on these three thousand troubles, and only the solar purple pole golden fire can be burned off, but, in his current state, if he wants to transport the sun purple pole gold solstice again, it will take at least half an hour, half an hour, and the daylily is cold!

Blood marks began to appear one after another, and the tingling and numbing sensation spread all over the body, and the chaotic yuan force began to seep into Mo Xuan's body along the silver filament, destroying the tissues in Mo Xuan's body.

On the other hand, Mo Xuan's meridians also ooze powerful xenomorph energy at the same time, repairing Mo Xuan's broken body.

The speed of destruction and repair is almost the same, this side has just destroyed Mo Xuan's cell system, and Mo Xuan's body has been repaired again, and so on, forming a tug of war in Mo Xuan's body.

It sounds good, Mo Xuan's body doesn't seem to be damaged, but in fact.

For Mo Xuan, this is simply a kind of torture, think about it, you were stabbed, and then, your wound recovered, and then you were stabbed, and repaired, and stabbed again, and repaired...... And so on and so forth, it doesn't seem to be much different from the concept of pulling it out and shooting it for an hour.

Mi Luo obviously found out about this situation as well, and couldn't help laughing, this rush situation is not so much that he killed Mo Xuan as he was punishing Mo Xuan.

Torture to extract confessions!

"Poor fellow, tell me, what happened to Xuanluo, if you tell the truth, I think, I can end your pain, otherwise, I have time to play with you!" As he spoke, he consciously lowered his strength slightly, allowing his destructive power to form a complete balance with the self-repairing power in Mo Xuan's body.

In this way, Mo Xuan was even more uncomfortable.

But uncomfortable and uncomfortable, Mo Xuan forced a smile on his face, "Hehe, I heard that there is a kind of person called an ascetic among those bald heads, who is specifically and deliberately looking for suffering, so that it will enhance the heart and improve the cultivation realm, today, how about Lao Tzu being an ascetic!"

Mi Luo was stunned for a moment, and then laughed again, "Okay, since you want to be an ascetic, then I'll help you!" After saying that, his left hand was raised, and a little bit towards the dust, a wisp of black smoke seeped into the dust from his fingertips, and then, all the silver filaments changed color, turning into pitch black.

But Mo Xuan felt the cells and senses of his body, and in an instant, he mentioned more than 10,000 times, and the pain, that strength, rushed into his brain 10,000 times more clearly than before.

"Ah, fuck ......!" Mo Xuan finally couldn't help but scream, "Damn, you old bastard, I'll fuck your mother-sister, I'll fuck your sister-!"

The terrible screams resounded throughout the Yin City, like a ghost crying at night, infiltrating people, and frightened the entire Yin City people to cover their ears one by one.

"Hmph, it's useless for you to scream, now, no one can save you, release Xuanluo, hand over the Baolian lantern, everything will be closed, otherwise-!"

"Boom!" A dull bell suddenly rang from Mo Xuan's body.

Mi Luo's complexion changed greatly, his body paused as if he had been struck by lightning, and a mouthful of golden blood spurted out, and the blood was sprinkled on the dust that had turned silver, and the hardness and strength of the silver filament suddenly increased several times.

"Boom-knock!" a howl, a bell.

The howl is because Mo Xuan really can't stand this kind of pain, and the bell is much duller and thicker than the last time!

Donghuang Bell!

Hundreds of years ago, Mo Xuan analyzed the sound of the Eastern Emperor Bell, and used it to kill the previous generation of the Arctic Ziwei Emperor Ji Boyi Kao, but unfortunately, with Mo Xuan's strength back then, he couldn't give full play to the sound of the Eastern Emperor Bell, and the strength of the Arctic Ziwei Emperor was too bullet, so it was resonated by Mo Xuan and the Eastern Emperor Bell, and it was done with one bang.

The current Miluo is different, it is a head-on impact by the real Donghuang Bell, as long as you are prepared, you will not be injured.

Only this time, he was defenseless.

And Mo Xuan, it is not Mo Xuan hundreds of years ago, with all his strength, he can make three complete sounds, and the power is definitely not inferior, and even more than the bell of the Eastern Emperor Bell, this was originally a gift he left to Mu Kong, but unfortunately, now, he has to use it.

The second bell rang and hit Miluo's chest heavily, the first sound, Miluo was excited, and the intensity of the dust increased again, and before he could regain his breath, the second blow came, and this time, his hand finally let go.

Mo Xuan obviously felt that the silk of the dust began to loosen, and he was able to move a little, although it was only a little, but it was enough.

Miluo deserved to be Miluo, he was hit twice without defense, and spit out a mouthful of blood, but it was just a momentary effort, and he eased up.

It's just that compared to the smug look just now, it looks a lot embarrassed, the neat hair has been draped down, the face is pale as a wash, there is no trace of blood, but there is a trace of golden blood on the corner of the mouth, and the eyes have been bloodshot and turned dark gold.

The breath was much more rapid than before, and it sounded like a gasp.

"Very good, very good, I can now be sure that that guy Xuanluo is planted in your hands, but with these alone, you can't win me!" With his words, Mo Xuan's whisk tightened again.

Only this time, Mo Xuan laughed.

A purple flame flashed across his neck, scorching the most uncomfortable and deadly strangler of all at the same time.

Miluo's face changed slightly, "Very good, you recovered faster than I thought, but, that's all!"

With his words, seven hundred and forty-nine seven-colored light balls gathered together in an instant, and with a strange twist, a long silver thorn was formed, stabbing straight at the center of Mo Xuan's eyebrows.

Accompanied by the incomparably strong cold aura, Mo Xuanwei screamed, at this time, the purple pole golden fire had burned half of the dust silk on his body, and his body had recovered half of its agility, so he wanted to dodge, but where could Miluo allow him to have a chance to dodge, stretched out his hands, leaned out like lightning, and used the incomparably sticky chaotic yuan power to firmly control Mo Xuan's body.

"You don't want Xuanluo's life!" Mo Xuan cried out when the silver piercing eyes were about to stab Mo Xuan's eyebrows.

Miluo's gaze froze, and the silver thorn suddenly stopped about a millimeter away from Mo Xuan's eyebrows, and the cold killing intent made Mo Xuan's pores all stand up.

Only by sensing this murderous aura can Mo Xuanfang be sure that this guy really had the intention of killing himself just now, and without a trace of hesitation.

"That guy Xuanluo is really in your hands!" There was a hint of distrust in Miluo's voice, after the battle just now, he believed that Xuanluo might be defeated in Mo Xuan's hands, but he couldn't be sure that he had fallen into Mo Xuan's hands, if he couldn't beat it, it was still okay to escape.

The reason why he didn't come to him and Mukong was because he was defeated in the hands of a junior, he couldn't save face, and he wanted to avoid it for a while before coming out, this kind of thing didn't happen before, but now, looking at this Mo Xuan's appearance, it seems that Xuanluo really fell into his hands, and life and death were also in his hands, which made him a little uncertain.

"Indeed, he's in my hand!" Mo Xuan smiled, "I'm afraid I'm using the strength of milk now-!" Speaking of this, Mo Xuan's words stopped.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, the silver light thorn advanced towards Mo Xuan's forehead again, and was on top of Mo Xuan's forehead, and the coldness containing the powerful immortal power instantly pierced Mo Xuan's whole body, making him shiver!

"Say!" Mi Luo snorted coldly.

"Hmph!" seemed to be a little disdainful and a little helpless, Mo Xuan also snorted coldly, as if unintentionally, a little as if venting the depression in his heart made this cold snort, and he didn't care about it.

However, after the sound ended, an invisible energy quickly penetrated into his body, urging his body.

"Hmm-!" With a muffled snort, Mi Luo's body shook a little, and the silver thorn on Mo Xuan's forehead also shook slightly.

"Looking for death!" Mi Luo was furious, his heart moved, and he didn't care whether that Xuanluo was dead or alive, so he was ready to use a silver thorn to directly pierce Mo Xuan's forehead, making him lose his mind, but before he could move his thoughts, a sharp pain spread from his hand all over his body.

Pain, severe pain, unpleasant pain!

He had never felt such a painful sensation, so his mind went blank.

The hand that was sticking to Mo Xuan couldn't hold it anymore and let go.

Then, there is the second wave, the third wave, the fourth wave - the inverted horse poison pile!

Mo Xuan stabbed more than 20 needles in total, only to confirm that this Miluo no longer had any resistance power, and with a wave of his hand, purple light burst out.

Collected the painful almost completely unconscious Miluo into the purple gourd.

"You do the first year of junior high school, I do the fifteenth!" Mo Xuan smiled coldly, the sun purple pole golden fire had completely burned off the dust silk on his body, and he regained his freedom.

"Although I don't know what happened back then, but Qingshi senior, I can be regarded as avenging your old man, hehe, there is still a ...... left!"

Mo Xuan laughed sinisterly, "The next one is Mukong!"

.............................................................................. The brother-in-law came, watched TV with his old man for a while, smoked a cigarette, drank some wine, and then dizzy codewords, it was really out of state, but, one thing is for sure, the little whale began to fill in the pit of this article, and the previous pit was also filled in!

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(To be continued)