Chapter 433 Zhongshan Wind and Rain

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Wow...

Drifting heavy rain for three days in a row, for a while, the whole Zhongshan seemed to be shrouded under the huge canopy. Originally, the four seasons of the world, the rain and the scorching sun are nothing in the eyes of the giants of the world. The law of operation changes the world.

But the heavy rain in Zhongshan is rare. Even if it is a peerless immortal, there is no way to stop this downpour. The heavy rain is like tears in the sky, full of heavy meaning.

There is a big city at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain, called Mountain City, which means to be built at the foot of the mountains.

At this time, the city is empty, just like a dead city. It turned out that the witches who lived here had long left their hometown and fled. No one wants to wait for the supreme virtual immortals. The peerless true immortals will take action and die here in the fish pond. Now the mountain city is full of masters gathered from all parties, waiting and dormant, just for the moment of the conting.

Mo Zhilan and others lived in an ordinary house in the city, and it was drifting heavily outside the house.

"Teaching, when will we go up the mountain?"

Kuafu stood at the window and asked. He felt the continuous convergence of strong breaths, and the powerful figures became more and more and more day by day.

If it goes on like this, not to mention that they open the door of the demon world, even if the emperor Fuxi wants to open the door of the demon world at the risk of the world, it is impossible.

"Wait."

Mo Zhilan sat cross-legged in the middle of the room with his eyes slightly closed. When he heard Kuafu's inquiry, he said a word indifferently. Among the four people present, Mo Zhilan always looks like an old god. Wu Chen stood in the corner of the room, silent. He couldn't stand it and walked back and forth for a long time. As for Ju Mang, he plays against himself next to a chessboard.

Ju Mang just dropped a black man. Seeing that Kuafu was puzzled, he explained, "Wait two things, first of all, those hermits and old monsters discuss when to go up the mountain. Now I don't know how many people are staring at Zhongshan. Whoever goes up first will die first. You look at this big Zhongshan. In fact, you don't know how many gods have been locked. At this moment, no one dares to cross the thunder pool. Second, it's waiting for a change."

"What's going on?"

Kuafu was stunned for a moment.

"Don't ask me, I don't know."

Ju Mang shook his head slightly and looked at Mo Zhilan at the same time.

Mo Zhilan doesn't know what the change is. But since the Zumo asked him to open the door of the demon world, he must have a panoramic view of everything in the world.

It is impossible to give him a dead end. As for what to do, Zu Mo must have his own plan.

"Uh-huh!" Suddenly, Mo Zhilan raised his eyebrows and looked in the direction of Zhong Shan. There, the breath rises, and a strong stream of air converges together to form a glow in the air.

Even the heavy rain fell into the glow and evaporated into nothingness in an instant.

"It's those hermits and old monsters. It seems that they have reached an agreement."

Ju Mang noticed this scene and said with a smile on the corners of his mouth. The strongest in Zhongshan is not the leaders of the witch, human and demon, let alone Mo Zhilan. It is the old monsters that the hermits don't come out, and many old monsters are the decision makers who really grasp the situation.

"Since they have reached an agreement, we will also go to Zhongshan to have a look. The door of the demon world is not so easy to find.

Mo Zhilan stood up, and the eyes of the emperor's sky ran to the extreme, and fell on the ancestral demon from a long distance. The ancestral demon has arrived at Zhongshan.

This is the first time that Mo Zhilan has seen the ancestral demon since he left the wilderness.

At this time, the ancestral demon is no different from people, but the breath is silent, and the breath is like the collapse of heaven and earth and the destruction of everything. And he opened an eye on his forehead, which contained a deep purple, which was a destructive luster.

"I dealt with my little ant in Tianzhou. Hey hey, I'll find an opportunity to kill it on Zhongshan later."

The ancestral demon said to the three disciples below, and then sneered.

As soon as Mo Zhilan flew out of the mountain city, before they reached Zhongshan, they were locked by several magnificent momentum. The space in front of them rippled, from which four peerless immortals came out.

The first one sat on the throne cast by countless gems, and the emperor's robe was added, which was the emperor Fuxi. Behind him is Wang Guyi, the ancestor of the Wang family, and Siqin, the ancestor of the Siqin family. The remaining giant is also a peerless immortal. This giant looks like a childish, energetic, wearing a white robe. Although his eyes are amiable, they are full of dangerous feelings.

Mo Zhilan was stared at by him, and there was a sense of danger lingering. It is the hypocrisy of this old man's cultivation.

"This man must have been a peerless immortal from the emperor's court. It didn't take long for him to enter the immortal. However, his cultivation is indeed profound, which is more powerful than Kuafu.

"Ha ha, Mo Zhilan, I know what you're thinking. I also want to thank you for your crossing elixir. Many of the giants cultivated in the imperial court rely on the crossing elixir to enter the virtual immortals and then reach the realm of true immortals.

Emperor Fuxi seemed to be smiling, and he didn't mean to do it, nor did he mention Xuanyuan Shaohao.

"That disaster-crossing elixir!"

Mo Zhilan was stunned for a moment and nodded.

His robbery elixir was bought by the military minister. It fell into the hands of the emperor, and it was not difficult to promote the Danfang. It's just that he didn't expect that Fuxi actually relied on the disaster elixir to create so many real immortals and virtual immortals.

You should know that the elixir of crossing the disaster is a unique elixir, and it is not easy to refine. Even if the real immortals are not well-sed in alchemy, they can't be refined. What's more, several of the materials of Dujie Dan have become extinct. Even if they are bought with a lot of money, they can't buy much. Only when he has obtained the secret collection of the Qing Emperor, the secret burial of Emperor Yan, and the materials are endless, can he be refined in large quantities.

"No, the spring and autumn history pen, the universe creation map is the fairy artifact of the ancient emperor, so Fuxi got the treasure of the ancient emperor. No wonder it is rich and can be refined in large quantities.

Mo Zhilan thought about it and immediately understood.

"Fuxi, you came to me for those two ancient immortal weapons."

"Yes, Xuanyuan Shaohao died when he died. Jiang Wulong, I can't investigate the matter of Situ Hou. It's just a picture of the universe. You must return the spring and autumn history pen to me.

Fu Xi saw that Mo Zhilan asked, but he did not beat around the bush and directly explained his intention. In his eyes, there are only billions of soldiers and horses, and the land of a county is nothing.

If the heir dies, it can also be cultivated again. However, the spring and autumn history pen and the creation map of the universe are the magic weapons of the ancient emperors, which contains mysteries and cannot be lost.

If it hadn't been for the certainty of killing Mo Zhilan, Fu Xi would not have come to the door to ask for fairy weapons. He had no choice but to do it.

"Haha, Fuxi, listen to me. Those two fairy weapons have become my magic weapons. I will give them back to you, and there is no door! If you are not convinced, you can attack me on Zhongshan. At that time, I'm afraid you will die.

Mo Zhilan was arrogant and loud, which attracted the giants around him to look sideways and shocked him. After he finished speaking, he flew to Zhongshan with a ssh, leaving only the angry Fu Xi and others.

"The peerless giant in the imperial robe is Fuxi. On both sides of him are the old antiques of the Wang family and the Siqin family. The four peerless immortals were humiliated by a little man in the cave. It's really strange."

A virtual fairy and old monster sighed when he saw this scene. He just got out of the customs and didn't know that Mo Zhilan was in the limelight of the world.

"See, there is a lot of excitement on Zhongshan this time. Tut, Dijiang, Fuxi, and ancestral demons gathered in Zhongshan, and now there is another lawless boy. It seems that there are still a few real immortals who have become famous for a long time, and there is also hatred between them.

"Hey hey hey, this has nothing to do with us. Just watch the play and play the autumn wind. Of course, you have to find the door of the demon world before this, so as not to be the first to open the door of the demon world. This is also the agreement reached by those real immortals and old monsters.

"Oh, do the real immortals and old monsters have an agreement?"

A virtual fairy didn't know why and asked.

"You don't know, do you? The real immortals and old monsters have made a decision not to find the door of the demon world and do not allow anyone to fight. Don't give the demons a good opportunity. After all, no matter how fierce the people fight in our wild world is, it is better than the invasion of the demon clan. Otherwise, you think Fu Xi has just been so humiliated, why don't you do it?"

"That's true. Those real immortals and old monsters are alone, and no one is as good as Fuxi, but they are united. Even Fuxi, who is a noble emperor, has to be cautious. Look, Fuxi is gone. Let's keep up.

Many masters present used their own means to go to Zhongshan to find the door of the demon world.

It rained heavily and kept falling. When everyone was almost finished, a group of masters arrived at Zhongshan. Most of these people wear black clothes and wear ferocious blue, blue and red masks on their faces.

Unexpectedly, they are all the killers in the ghost house, and all the elites in the ghost house are out.

"The Zheng Fan who was caught last time is a waste. I don't know where I learned some fur from the sacred law of the demon world, and I don't know where the door of the demon world is. Now I have to hang out with those hermits and old monsters. It's extremely dangerous.

Many killers in the ghost house wear ferocious masks, but there are also a few exceptions.

They stood in the front row, with a restrained and deep breath, with a full of seven people, six virtual immortals, and a real immortal. This peerless true fairy is the lord of the ghost house, the peerless ghost king.

The Ghost King looks like a middle-aged man, wearing a black rilled cipher robe. On the black robe, there are obscure tlyric texts, as if they are spiritual, constantly swimming, and unpredictable. He looked at Zhong Shan and said lightly, "I received the will from the terrible king of the demon world this time, and I know that I must rely on the seven killing tablets on Mo Zhilan to open the door of the demon world. However, the terrible king said that Mo Zhilan must die. So we have to be prepared. At the moment when the door of the demon world opens, we will say that he is a spy in the demon world and let those hermit monsters kill him.

This ghost king is vicious and knows that they are not sure to kill Mo Zhilan, so he can be killed by all kinds of calculations.