Chapter 5 Nine Heavenly Goddess

The emperor was angry, and there were millions of corpses, and the blood flowed thousands of miles.

If you can get a "good as water" evaluation, Mo Zhilan may not be able to say a word and draw his sword to each other in a cold-blooded situation.

But the quality of the emperor of "If a person defeats me, I will kill" is not bad at all.

"If I don't die today, I will beat you down!" Mo Zhilan took a look at the sky and put the jade pendant on his body.

Then he looked at the ape evil in awe-inspiringly.

"You can't kill me. I'm a true disciple of the world's immortals and nine stars. If you want to kill me, the supreme will not spare you, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, it is useless. The eternal giant can deduce the past, the future, and steal the secret. You will never live. Your soul will be stripped out and suffer eternally. Ah... Ah..."

Mo Zhilan star thunder flag bombed down, and one of the arms of the ape was blown up.

"You... You... Aren't you afraid of death?" Yuansha's face was frightened. Seeing Mo Zhilan's raised star thunder flag, he begged, "You, let me go. This is my storage bag. The contents are enough for you to practice until the tenfold change of your body. Please... Let me go..."

The longer people live, the more afraid they are of death. The same is true of ape evil. Thousands of years of cultivation, once destroyed, it is unwilling!

"Where are the people in the palace?" Mo Zhilan put the star thunder flag on the top of the ape's head and said indifferently.

"Outside... The people outside were killed by Qin Shang. Brother Wu was arrested. The royal children who were captured were in the middle palace."

"Qianqing Palace!? That's the place where my father handles government affairs and lives. The dragon spirit is the most vigorous. It seems that the people in the starry sea also want to stay in the Qianqing Palace to delay the time and wait for reinforcements. Mo Zhilan said secretly and asked, "What about the people in the inner palace?" Where are they?"

"It should still stay in their respective palaces... After Brother Wu put the man in that palace, the people of Tianvil Sect chased after him. I, I said everything, don't kill me..."

"If you don't kill him, I may be able to kill you." Mo Zhilan turned his head and looked at Yao Yuan, who fell in the pool of blood. Xing Leifan fell heavily with the power of thunder and smashed his head. How did he explain to Yao Yuan, who is also a teacher and friend, if he doesn't kill Yuan.

After Yuan Ba was completely dead, Mo Zhilan put away the storage bag in his hand and ran to Wenxiangyuan.

Wen Xiangyuan was still quiet and quiet. Mo Zhilan walked in and happened to see Ziyan's personal maid Chenlu.

Morning dew people, like its name, give people a very fresh and energetic feeling. She was stunned when she saw Mo Zhilan, and then immediately reacted, "Your Highness, there are a lot of people breaking into the palace. The eunuch who went out to check did not come back, and there..."

The little girl cried and pointed to the entangled light in the sky. Obviously, she didn't know how to describe it... She was scared.

"Okay, it's okay. Ziyan is there." Mo Zhilan came forward and patted her on the head and comforted her.

"Sister Ziyan is still in the room."

"Hmm."

Mo Zhilan nodded and walked into the room.

Squeak...

He pushed the door open and saw Ziyan kneeling to a statue wearing a wide imperial robe and a dragon head.

"Morning dew? What's going on outside now? Xiao Muzi, are they back? Zi Yan turned around and asked.

"Zi Yan... It's me."

"Ah, Zhilan, why is it you!? Didn't you go to Panlongfeng? Why did you come back? Ziyan stood up unsurely and touched Mo Zhilan's face.

"Stupid girl, I miss you, so I'm back." Mo Zhilan held Ziyan in her arms and smiled... Very happy.

"By the way, what are you worshiping?"

"Dragon King, we people overseas believe that the Dragon King will bless us, bless us, and our loved ones..."

Suddenly, Ziyan said angrily, "Why did you come back? Don't you know the danger!"

"If I don't come back, I can't leave you here alone. Don't worry, their attention is focused on the Qianqing Palace. The guards in other places are not strict, so we can just leave. Mo Zhilan pulled Ziyan and was about to leave. As for the others, he didn't have the ability to save them, and he couldn't care so much.

Ziyan shook her head and sighed, "It's useless. It's late!"

As soon as her words fell, the door was opened. A young man in white came in from the outside. He was very young, with black hair and drooping temples. He held a white jade fan in his right hand, and the thirteen fan bones were engraved with runes, which was extremely elegant. But he dragged a human head in his left hand, which was evil.

This head is morning dew. Originally a vibrant little girl, but now her head is held in the hand of the teenager. A trace of blackness in her facial features is condensed and sucked into the teenager's body. Soon, the whole head dries up and turns into flying ash.

"Although the blood of ordinary virgins can help me practice the nine-day mysterious goddess, it has little effect. The dragon princess, the real dragon bloodline, is tens of millions of times that of ordinary women, which can help me cultivate to the realm of heaven and man. The teenager looked up and down at Zi Yan and sneered.

His strength is so strong that standing in front of the door is unfathomable. If Yuan Sha is a mountain, then this teenager is a bottomless sea, which can drown the peak at once.

"Zhzhilan, you go first. I'll explain my matter to you later." In an instant, Ziyan's momentum changed dramatically, becoming cold, deep and full of majesty.

The bun on her head exploded, and a long hair floated behind her head. Her whole body was suspended in the air. The momentum was amazing. Everything in the room kept cracking and broken. Mo Zhilan was directly forced into the corner by this force.

"Why is Ziyan's strength so strong? What is her origin, dragon princess, real dragon blood... Is she a dragon clan?" Mo Zhilan thought to himself. Anyway, Ziyan or Ziyan, I'm waiting for the opportunity now. At that time, Thunder will kill the man with a blow.

Killing Yuansha gave Mo Zhilan a very strong confidence. He now knows that the secret land of magic power is only a little more than the physical realm. It is not the legendary immortality, and the body is fragile and can be killed.

The teenager didn't look at Mo Zhilan at all and didn't care at all. In his eyes, Mo Zhilan was just a small ant, and he could be killed with one finger. His enemy is Ziyan. By killing Ziyan and absorbing her blood, Zhenyuan can reach the fifth heaven and human realm, and become the mainstay of the sect and gain more cultivation resources.

"The Crystal Palace of the Four Veins of the Demon Road is claimed to be able to keep pace with the Demon Master's Mansion, and the dragon's blood is crucial. However, you are the energy realm. Even if you are the blood of the dragon, the mana is ten times and twenty times that of the same level, but you are not my opponent yet.

The teenager approached Ziyan step by step, with great melody, as if he were playing a kind of music.

"Li Jinglong, you are looking for death!" Ziyan shouted in vain, and she spit out a long rainbow with five-colored glow in her mouth.

With a thorn, Changhong tore the air in front of Li Jinglong. This long rainbow is called the five-color aurora chopping. It is made by collecting the air of clouds in the sky and slowly condensing by adding its own qi.

Once it is displayed, the broken gold and jade is faster than the speed of sound and more awe-er than the flying sword.

Li Jinglong's body did not move, but the fan in his hand shook, and a black wind blew out.

The five-color aurora stung the wind and kept trembling, as if it could no longer move forward under great resistance.

It's just that it's obvious that the two of them are facing each other.

"No, Ziyan is not his opponent." Mo Zhilan tightened the star thunder flag in his hand, and finally resisted not to take action. This Li Jinglong is too powerful. Listening to his tone, it is only a little worse than Qin Shang.

Not to mention losing his life, it doesn't work at all.

At this time, Li Jinglong took action, and as soon as he took action, Mo Zhilan took a breath.

Nine beautiful women flew out behind Li Jinglong. These nine women either held a pipa in their arms, played the piano and drums, or danced with water sleeves... In different forms, their figures are as light as ghosts scattered with creepy gloomy death.

As soon as these nine beautiful women appeared, Mo Zhilan felt like falling into mercury, and it took all his strength to move his fingers. The star thunder flag he used to kill the ape was also suppressed and dull. The momentum alone could make a spiritual weapon worth a city useless. This ability made Mo Zhilan feel afraid.

Ziyan's face changed greatly. She didn't know anything like Mo Zhilan.

Jiutian Xuan Goddess is the eight magical power that can only be cultivated by the disciples of the true biography of the Star Sea. It is the most sinister of the eight magical power. To practice this divine power, it needs to absorb the blood of tens of millions of virgins.

Now Li Jinglong has cultivated nine beautiful women and has practiced this magic power to Xiaocheng. When the great achievement comes, there will be ninety-nine women with bird heads. As soon as the mind moves, it will tear the sky and the earth. Even the mountains can turn into dust in an instant.

But even if it is Xiaocheng, Ziyan can't resist.

The nine beauties gathered together, trapped Ziyan in the middle, and all kinds of magical power were displayed, phantom pipa formula, wind thunder piano, Pingtao fixed cloud sleeves, big wind formula... Although no one can be practiced to reach the peak, the nine magic powers are combined and extremely powerful.

Bum...

Ziyan's fingers flicked, and a drop of water flew towards Li Jinglong. As soon as the droplets appeared, they made a roaring sound of water, like a waterfall falling in the sky and the sound of thousands of waves.

The folding fan in Li Jinglong's hand opened, and countless golden runes emerged in front of the water beads, but even in this way, the water bombarded him out at once.

The waves rolled, the whole palace collapsed, and even the nine beautiful women were shaken away by the drops of water.

Mo Zhilan felt a little pressure, and his body was like a monkey, jumping out of the ruins.

"One yuan of heavy water, you have actually practiced this kind of magic power. This is the magic power that can only be understood by disciples above the heavenly realm of the Crystal Palace. If you want to practice a drop of water, you have to suck up a river. If you can practice, it is passed on to you by the Dragon King. It is rumored that the Dragon King has trained one yuan of heavy water to rivers, lakes and seas, and there is a great realm of tolerance. It's really nothing to consume a drop of water.

Li Jinglong was shocked that a drop of water is equivalent to a river concentrated. Unless the monks of the heavenly realm refine the magic power in his body into large arrays to compete, he can't resist it if he doesn't rely on a treasure in his hand. However, a treasure is extremely precious. If it is hit by one-yuan heavy water many times, it will be damaged. At that time, it will be wasted to repair it.

The most important thing for monks is their longevity and strength. Li Jinglong can't afford to waste his time, and he is reluctant to damage the same treasure.

At this point, he also put away his relaxed attitude and tried his best to kill Zi Yan.

"Your drop of one-yuan heavy water is equivalent to a treasure, but you can't help me. If you can practice five drops, six drops, I'll leave now, and I won't do it with you.

Li Jinglong put a white jade fan in his hand, and countless runes into the bodies of the nine beautiful women. Suddenly, golden runes appeared on the faces and bodies of the nine beautiful women.

These runes shine brightly, just like layers of golden scales on a beautiful woman's body.

"Nine-day mysterious girl, the unity of human treasures, the supreme of the eight wildernesses, destroy all things."

The momentum of the nine beautiful women is as heavy as a mountain. The palms of their hands can break the gold and stones. One yuan of heavy water hits them, which can only make them shake.

"No, Ziyan is too dangerous. I can't wait any more. Let's do it now!" Mo Zhilan was on his waist, cautious step by step, and approached Li Jinglong.

Five hundred steps

Four hundred steps

Three hundred steps

......

90 steps

seventy steps

Mo Zhilan suddenly accelerated, and behind him was full of air waves and sonotic explosions. In an instant, his speed reached the speed of sound. The star thunder flag was raised and fell heavily towards Li Jinglong's head. All his spirit was integrated into it, such as thunder and lightning and flames in the sky.

He even felt that the surrounding scenery had slowed down, and the ripples of the air shock could be seen clearly. His strength is infinitely close to the psychic world.

Just a blink of an eye.

Xing Leifan reached the top of Li Jinglong's head, as if he could smash his head the next moment.

But!

Li Jinglong suddenly turned around and stared at Mo Zhilan. His eyes seemed to contain boundless stars. These stars seemed to be real. At every moment, countless stars were born and destroyed.

"Be careful! It's the starry eye of the sea of stars. Ziyan had no time to split up and could only remind her.

This magic power can only exert its power until the realm of heaven and man. There are large arrays condensed in the eyes, and people can be suppressed and sealed at a glance.

Fortunately, Li Jinglong did not cultivate to the realm of heaven and man. His eyes can reflect infinite illusions, but they are only illusions, not real.

At this critical moment, Mo Zhilan bit the tip of his tongue. Suddenly restoring the Qingming Festival, the star thunder flag in his hand did not diminish, and it still bombarded down.

However, the Taoist robe on Li Jinglong's body burst into a layer of cyan halo, protecting him in the center. This bombarded above, just like bombarding the mountain peak. The anti-shock force made his hands numb.

"Star Thunder Flag! Xing Leizong killed a true disciple. Did you kill him? However, the magic suit I wear is a unique spiritual weapon, and you can't break it at all. Li Jinglong's palm poked out, and the air condensed into a big hand and grabbed Mo Zhilan. This palm was covered with thunder.

It's the same as Mo Zhilan's Xingleiquan, but it's more horrible and more powerful.

When the palm of the hand is pressed, the air is frozen, just like a steel prison. People are trapped in it and can't move at all.

"Li Jinglong, how dare you!" Ziyan waved her hand, and a five-color auspicious cloud flew out. This cloud came first, just in front of Li Jinglong's palm.

Crackle, crackle...

The palm of the hand was grasped on the clouds, and the condensed thunder exploded, and these thunder and lightning almost blew away the five-color auspicious clouds.

"Good opportunity!" Mo Zhilan fell to the ground, his right leg exerted strength, and jumped up, like a lion fighting rabbit, hungry tigers and eating.

Xing Leifan hit Li Jinglong fiercely again. Mo Zhilan did not believe that a vestment could resist his attack infinitely. It's not that he hasn't seen the magic suit. There is a spiritual weapon magic suit in the royal treasure house, which was passed down from their ancestors of the Mo family.

But I haven't heard that anyone who wears a vest is really invincible. Otherwise, put the vestment on the vestment for the Marquis of Changsheng Yao Yuan, swaggered to the palaces of various countries, and killed all the royal families of each country. Then Xia had long been unified in Dongyi.

So the magic suit also has a limit. If you have more attacks, you have to break it.

There are five kinds of auspicious clouds to protect him. Mo Zhilan doesn't care about anything. His body is like a wind demon. The star thunder flag is like raindrops, cloak and clouds pouring down.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"..."

Like a war drum, violent and fierce. The melody of the overlord's victory is exciting and exciting. The blood boils in the body, and the crazy breath makes people breathless.

Under the dense light and shadow, the vigorously tore the vibration of the air, like a rolling thunder. Mo Zhilan's hands were all cracked, and blood gushed out.

Kah...

The star thunder flag was the first to support the beating like Thor's drum, and a few small textures were cracked on the flagpole.

The cyan halo on Li Jinglong's magic clothes is also getting thinner and thinner, as if it can be torn open with a casual touch.

"Daw! You're irritating me. I'm going to kill you!" Li Jinglong roared that Ziyan was also fighting for her life. He couldn't pull out his hand to deal with Mo Zhilan at all.

The best spiritual weapon cannot resist the attack infinitely, otherwise it will be damaged.

At this time, Mo Zhilan's star thunder flag bombarded the thin halo again, which suddenly blew the halo away.

"Ah!" Li Jinglong concentrated all his spirit and operated his magic power, and the blue light on his magic suit condensed again.

"Do you spend ten years of life to repair the vest, but how can I give you a chance?" Li Jinglong was divided, and Ziyan also sprayed a blood sword straight at Li Jinglong at the cost of consuming the life of a Jiazi.

She is a dragon clan. She has a long life. She is born with a life expectancy of thousands of years. The life expectancy of a Jiazi is nothing.

This blood sword is silent, without any strong breath.

"Blood Sword, you have actually practiced this desperate magic power. I'm not reconciled, I'm not willing!"

The blue light is broken.

The blood sword directly hit Li Jinglong's eyebrows, and the hole went out with a "poof", and then Li Jinglong's eyes were round and his face turned pale, as if his soul was pulled out at once. He fell to the ground with a grunt, twitched a few times, and then there was no breath.

"Li Jinglong is dead!"

Mo Zhilan breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground. His hands were full of blood and numb.

But before he had time to rest, there was a vibration in the air, shaking all the black clouds away.

(A powerful person is a hero, and a person who is too powerful is a devil. The reason why God is not a devil is because he is in heaven and I am on earth.)