Looking at the blood mosquito condensed by the power of the primordial gods, the hideous mouthparts flew towards him with boundless killing intent, Luo Hu shook his head gently, this little mosquito is still too young, since he dares to spend so much mana to modify the rules of heaven and earth, how can he not have hole cards?

"Go!"

I only heard Luo Hu drink softly, and the blood-red god-killing spear pinched in the palm of his hand suddenly appeared in the Purple Mansion, and the body of the gun shook, and the endless murderous aura immediately came to the surface, enveloping the entire Purple Mansion, and the Yuan Shen of the Mosquito Dao people, in the face of this murderous aura that can almost destroy the world, could not even hold a breath, and was divided into tens of millions of pieces, and then completely disappeared in the Three Realms, and never appeared again.

The saint is the strongest force between heaven and earth, so strong that he regards all beings in heaven and earth as ants, but above the saint, when he reaches the realm of Rahu and Hongjun, it is no longer a matter of strength, they can modify the way of heaven and manipulate the rules.

No matter how strong the saint is, it is also within the rules, and it is also within the scope of the Heavenly Dao, and people can modify the rules as much as they want, and the saints naturally can't play with them. Of course, it is not a simple matter to modify the rules of the Heavenly Dao like this, even Hongjun and Rahu in their heyday will consume a lot of mana, not to mention this trace of Yuan Shen power.

It's just to modify the rules of heaven and earth here in the sea of blood, and almost collapse Luo Hu is Yuan Shen, if it weren't for the mosquito Dao man who spoke too arrogantly, Luo Hu wouldn't fight for this breath, he had to kill him, the dignified Demon Ancestor, even if he said that he couldn't deal with a little mosquito, it would be too faceless.

"To fight for a moment, it is necessary to cultivate for a short time, or let them have a few more days of peaceful life. Luo Hu felt the situation in the human body of the mosquito road, and couldn't help but shake his head and said with a wry smile, the price of the thirteen he pretended to be had to bear by himself.

The quasi-saint double heaven manipulated the power to modify the rules of heaven and earth was too reluctant, and now this physical body, on the surface, looks fine, but in fact it is quite damaged, if you don't have a good rest, Hugh said to do it with people, I am afraid that if I take a step, it will immediately become a puddle of meat mud, and I can't catch it!

"Liu'er, go and protect the Dharma for me, I will retreat for a short time, and if anyone breaks in, they will all be killed!" Rahu commanded again.

The six-eared macaque didn't dare to ask anything, the vision just now fell into his eyes, anyway, in his opinion, this demon ancestor is the spokesperson of omnipotence, and he just promised what he was told, so he answered, and then walked towards the outside of the hall.

Watching the back of the six-eared macaque disappear into the palace, Rahu closed his eyes and began to repair the injuries in his body, and the blood sea palace returned to its former silence.

The gods and demons of the Three Realms didn't know what was happening in the Sea of Blood, and they never thought that the mosquito Dao man who had just obtained the god-killing spear would dare to be forcibly taken away like this. Time is long, four hundred years in a flash, since the agarwood split the mountain to save the mother, the Three Realms have returned to the former peace, and it seems that it will always be so calm.

"The realm of saints, the realm of saints!" Tongtian River Mansion, Mo Chen fell on the throne and shouted helplessly.

In the past, the mosquito people got the treasure, everyone thought that he was going to make a big fuss, and they shrank their forces, but they didn't think that he had never come out, and after a long time, everyone lost patience, so naturally what should they do.

In the past hundreds of years, Mo Chen has been running in the Three Realms, looking for all kinds of innate qi for the Nine Rank Qinglian to devour, he is connected to this divine object, and can clearly perceive its changes, those innate qi power makes the Nine Rank Green Lotus thrive a lot, but there is always a slight gap from the twelve grades of flowers, and no matter how much it is absorbed, it can't cross this hurdle.

Not only that, relying on the growth of the Nine Rank Blue Lotus, he was also quite smooth in his cultivation of the Quasi-Saint Triple Heaven, and soon cultivated to the realm of perfection, but just like that, the bottleneck of the saint was like a heavenly moat, and he had no way to cross it at all.

It's because now Mo Chen didn't retreat, but instead sat on the throne and shouted boringly, the retreat was useless to him, you don't see that the Jade Emperor, including Xuandu **Shi and others, has been closed for so many years, isn't it like that?

Poor Mo Chen's cultivation so far, it is the first time that he has been trapped in a realm for so long, he also deliberately went to the Xuandu ** master to exchange his cultivation experience, who expected that the Xuandu ** master didn't pay attention to him at all, so he threw down the sentence and waited for a Yuan Hui, and Qinglian would bloom twelve products and kick him out.

That's right, it's just waiting, thinking that the green lotus seed is a god of heaven and earth, and the thirty-six grades of chaotic green lotus are bred, but it took hundreds of years to be opened by Mo Chen, and the ginseng fruit has to bloom every three thousand years, bear fruit every three thousand years, and mature every three thousand years.

A Yuan will say that it is not long, it is not short, of course it is not long to rest on others, who can cultivate into a quasi-saint triple heaven, who has not experienced several catastrophes, but put Mo Chen's body, this guy is full of cultivation for more than a thousand years, and let him wait for a Yuan Hui, a unit of time measured in 10,000 years, he can only feel full of despair.

But despair has to wait, just wait, there is still hope for flowering, much stronger than those few confused quasi-saint triple heavens.

In the past few days, Mo Chen has nothing to do, all the great sages, all the quasi-saints, and even many demon kings, but everyone who is familiar with each other has been beaten by him in the autumn wind, and the amount of alcohol has risen a lot.

Just when Mo Chen sighed that the saint realm was hopeless, a little demon suddenly walked in, knelt down and reported: "Master Horse, the god of the Black Water River asks to see you." ”

The Heishui River God is Mo Chen's uncle Ao Rui, he moved out with the fourth princess since he became a parent, after all, he got married and lived in the Bibotan Dragon Palace all day long and was reprimanded by the old dragon king of all saints, which was too shameless.

"Let him in. Mo Chen commanded.

In the past few days when Mo Chen has been idle, Ao Rui has come over a lot, all begging Mo Chen to guide him in his cultivation, or to ask for a magic weapon or something, the fourth princess is a strong person, and his mana is above him, but he has not treated Ao Rui less, otherwise how could he concentrate on cultivation?

The little demon got the order, hurriedly went out to invite someone in, and after a while, Ao Rui swaggered into the main hall, not only that, but he also held a boy with clear eyebrows in his hand, seven or eight years old, with two small dragon horns, very cute.

This is the only son born to Ao Rui and Ao Xin'er for so many years, a pure-blooded dragon clan, named Ao Yang, extremely talented, only a hundred years old this year, and his cultivation is about to enter the earth immortal.

"Yang'er, come to my uncle!" Mo Chen smiled and beckoned to the little doll.

Ao Yang had a small face, and shrank behind Ao Rui with some fear, and did not pass.

"Brother-in-law, don't tease Yang'er, he's still young. Seeing this, Ao Rui said helplessly, there is a reason why Ao Yang is afraid of Mo Chen.

Although the little doll is small, he also knows likes and dislikes, every time this uncle plays with him, he doesn't have any good intentions, pretends to be a ghost and scares him, and calls him to play with fire, but burns him into a bald man with no eyebrows and hair, if it weren't for the fact that every time he goes to Tongtianhe, this uncle will give a lot of good things, he doesn't want to come again.

"It's not small, it's not too small, I'm a hundred years old, I'm as old as him, and I've already begun to break through the Three Realms. Mo Chen said with a smile, it was difficult for him and Ao Qian to conceive blood descendants, and by chance there was a junior, so he was naturally caring. On weekdays, he pretends to be a ghost, just teasing this little doll and burning him with the true fire of the sun, just to purify his bloodline and mana and lay a good foundation, but the child is too young to understand it yet.

"The dragon clan is different from the ordinary demon clan, a hundred years old, only a little doll a few years old for mortals. Ao Rui took Ao Yang to the side and sat down, and then said, "What about my sister, you haven't left the customs yet?"

The dragon clan is born with a strong bloodline, and it can transform as soon as it is born, which is hundreds of times stronger than Mo Chen, who has to rely on the slow cultivation of transformation from a little crow.

"Qian'er hasn't come out yet, why don't you have time to come to me today, won't she come to me to show off her cultivation?" Mo Chen saw through Ao Rui's realm at a glance, and he had already broken through to the Heavenly Immortal, but this is also a matter of course, he has given a lot of pills over the years, not to mention that Ao Rui's qualifications are good, even if he changes dogs, he can break through.

Ao Qian's reason for retreat is also related to Ao Yang's birth, the eldest brother got married later than her and had an heir, stimulated by this, she pulled Mo Chen to work hard for a long, long time, but she never got pregnant, so she was disheartened and put her mind on cultivation.

"Hey, hey, speaking of which, I have to thank my brother-in-law!" Ao Rui arched his hand at Mo Chen.

"Let's be straightforward, why are you here with me, don't you say that you came to visit Qian'er?" Mo Chen said funny, he didn't know his eldest brother, that was the master of the Three Treasures Hall who had nothing to do.

Ao Rui saw that Mo Chen asked him to speak directly, and he didn't twist it, and said bluntly: "Don't hide it, brother-in-law, this impotence is about to break through the earth immortal, I want you to find a famous teacher for him, otherwise, he will practice my dragon clan exercises, even if his qualifications are good, at most in this life, he will be like his father, a golden immortal will reach the sky." ”

"It turns out that this is the case, yes, Yang'er has also reached the age when it is time to find a master. Mo Chen nodded, the scattered immortals were fine, but as soon as they broke through the earth immortals, the path was almost decided, and it was too late to change to other methods.

"Who do you want Yang'er to worship as a teacher, although I said that I personally went out, presumably in the Three Realms today, no one will not give me this face. Mo Chen said quite confidently.

Since he defeated the Jade Emperor Rulai in a battle that day, the entire Three Realms has already tacitly acquiesced to him as the first person under the saint, and in a one-on-one situation, no one has the confidence to beat him. And Mo Chen's Taoism today, with the Chaos Bell in hand, plus the two sun true fires, sitting in this seat can be regarded as worthy of the name.

"I heard that Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun has always been good friends with your brother-in-law, it's better to befriend" Ao Rui said a little embarrassed, Yang Jian is recognized as the number one god of war in the heavenly court, with a great reputation, and a saint in the human vein, if it weren't for Mo Chen, Ao Rui wouldn't dare to think of him as his son's master.

"Yang Jian?!"

Mo Chen frowned, and then suddenly, thinking that it was his eldest brother who heard the prestige of the Yang family Erlang out of nowhere, so he wanted to apprentice, speaking of which Yang Jian's cultivation is more than enough to be the master of Yang'er, but it's okay

"Uncle, Yang Jian is afraid that it will not work, so let Yang'er worship under the sect, I will go and say to the Holy Mother of Wudang. Mo Chen thought about it for a while, and then ruled out Yang Jian.

"Why is that?" asked Ao Rui, a little puzzled.

Although Yang'er has good qualifications, but his dragon bloodline will inevitably be suppressed by his fellow sects, and the Taoism of Yuan Shi Tianzun is not friendly to heterogeneous, and it is difficult to practice, so it is better to intercept the teaching. Mo Chen explained.

In the interception of the teaching, how much power has the demon clan produced, and in the exposition of the teaching, a Huanglong real person is not high or low, seriously speaking, in terms of teaching apprentices, intercepting the teaching is better than expounding the teaching.

If there was no war of gods in the past, and the sect of sect interception still existed, today's Three Realms, I am afraid that all of them are the world of sect interception, and the quasi-saint Daluo does not know how many, how can there be a foundation for the forces on the side?

"You say that interception is interception, your knowledge is much better than mine. Ao Rui nodded and said, Speaking of Mo Chen, the eldest brother, although he is a little squirming, he is always obedient.

Seeing that he agreed, Mo Chen smiled and said, "It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, since Yang'er is also here, after we have dinner, I will take him to Jinao Island." ”

Ling Mountain, Da Lei Yin Temple.

"Everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such"

If you sit on the lotus platform, the tongue is bright lotus, and the mantras of Buddhism come out of his mouth, and in the whole hall, all the Buddhas listen to it as if they were fascinated, without the slightest sound, and it is very quiet.

However, all of a sudden, in the Da Lei Yin Temple, which was filled with the sound of the Buddha, there was a burst of applause, and the sound reached the ears of every monk very clearly.

Rulai stopped preaching, and all the Buddhas also opened their eyes to look at the source of the sound, only to see that in this Buddhist holy land, I don't know when a young Taoist wearing a blood-red Taoist robe came, that Taoist cheeks are sunken, his eyes are gloomy, and his body is full of rage.

This temple of monks and Buddhas, for the mosquito people is naturally no stranger, after all, the mosquito people before the arrogant snatching of merit golden lotus, but they are all in their eyes, there is the Dharma protector of the Vajra Arhat jumped out and scolded: "Bold demons, actually trespassed into the holy land of Lingshan, disturbed my Buddha's lectures, and quickly knelt down to admit his mistakes, and asked for my Buddha's forgiveness?"

"Tell the poor Dao to admit his mistakes?" the mosquito Dao man shook his head and smiled, but he didn't pay attention to this monk, he was a Rahu, not a mosquito Dao man, and he was too lazy to deal with such ants.

I saw him stretch out his hand and shake it, and a blood-red spear immediately jumped in his hand, full of murderous energy, and the terrifying power contained in it, the shocking Buddhas were like entering the Shura killing field, only to feel that death was approaching, and life and death were in the hands of others.

"If you come, do you still want to fight with the poor Dao, hand over the merit golden lotus. The mosquito man smiled, but there was a real threat in his tone

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