I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

The dragon dragon controlled his egg and flew through the darkness at a speed that was even more amazing than a meteor!

"Um?"

The dark depths of the second level.

A gray figure suddenly condensed out, squirming unsteadily, with a hint of anger in his voice: "The power I placed on Mo Zhongxiu has been broken up? Who is so bold..."

According to the information he learned, Mo Zhongxiu's human father had a lot of ideas...

However, it is just a very thoughtful idea.

My own strength is too weak. No matter how much I have an idea, it is just an idea on paper. In the end, it will only become a joke after dinner.

"It shouldn't be Emperor Xuanwu, then who did it?"

The Holy Son responded and pondered for a moment, then quickly made a decision: "Since an accident occurred, then another ray of power will be projected over. This time, the divided soul that descended from the main body has reached the peak level of the True Spirit Realm. , enough to suppress all dissatisfaction, even if it consumes a little more, it won’t hurt!”

Swish——

Soon, a hazy gray mist separated from him.

The aura of this gray mist is much weaker than this split soul, with only one-tenth of the power of the split soul, but it has still reached the level of the early stage of the True Spirit Realm!

"Go! Let me, the Holy Son, see who is so bold..."

the other side.

Feng Xia had just locked on the coordinates of the Dragon Palace when his heart suddenly moved slightly. He raised his hand and Mo Zhongxiu, who was still unconscious, flew out immediately.

He could clearly hear a low voice, cold and terrifyingly twisted, as if it was born from nothingness and was about to occupy the Purple Mansion between Mo Zhongxiu's eyebrows!

At this moment, there seemed to be a huge wave in Mo Zhongxiu's Zi Mansion.

Black lightning roared wildly, gray fog filled all directions, and indescribable shadows emerged from the depths of the gray fog, as if to disperse the surrounding purple energy.

"Great as I am..."

The proud voice spoke.

He looked around and then froze: "Where... is this place? Why does it look familiar..."

At this moment, he did not come to Mo Zhongxiu's purple mansion, but appeared in a lotus prison!

The withering and dead breath sealed the world and became the only one here.

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son?"

Not far from him, a haggard-looking woman was surprised at first, and then asked in a hoarse voice, "Why... why did you come in too?"

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Chapter 0384

"Mo Zhongxiu?"

Seeing this haggard, almost human-like woman, even Ying Daoyi was inevitably shocked: "How did you become... No, how did your soul become like this?"

"What is this place?"

He looked around blankly.

This is a prison made of fifty lotus petals, isolated from everything. Logically speaking, this is obviously the first time he has seen this scene, but there is some inexplicable feeling of familiarity in his heart.

Mo Zhongxiu received the power of gray mist given to him. It was supposed that even the Demon King could easily contend with it, but how did he end up in this miserable state?

In Ying Daoyi's view, this is really incredible!

"Also, where does this sense of familiarity come from...Have I been to this place before?"

"A mysterious master suddenly appeared next to my father. His strength was so strong that it was impossible to see the limits. I was instantly suppressed by him here without any resistance..."

Hearing this, Mo Zhongxiu couldn't help but replied bitterly.

She originally thought that with the power given by the Holy Son, she would be able to become a master, master powerful power, prove that her father's choice was wrong, and at the same time, lead thousands of people of Xuanwu Kingdom to a happier and more fulfilling life. !

Who would have expected that she would be kicked to the ground as soon as she took the first step out!

"Mysterious master? Was he suppressed instantly?"

The Holy Son was stunned for a moment after hearing this, but in the bottom of his heart, he also had a hint of realization: "This Xuanyuan world deserves to be the ancestral land of Tianwen Divine Kingdom. Even after so many years, there are still some old people who have died. Not stiff..."

Mo Zhongxiu trembled and did not dare to say a word.

At this moment, the Holy Son suddenly felt something in his heart and suddenly raised his head to look up to the sky.

In that direction, fifty lotus petals closed together and turned into the only exit of this prison.

But at this time, a huge face appeared there, like a giant standing tall on the sky and the earth, standing in the sky and outside the universe, looking down at them.

"Holy Son? You are indeed not dead yet."

Feng Xia just glanced at it and immediately determined the source of the abnormal fluctuation.

The Holy Son responded!

Ying Daoyi must have sensed the abnormality in Mo Zhongxiu, so he quickly threw in new power. Under normal circumstances, this kind of fighting mode of "fighting the younger ones and then the older ones" is extraordinary. Annoying.

But that's where the problem lies.

Mo Zhongxiu's soul was imprisoned in the Nine Lotus Heavenly Heart Prison by Feng Xia.

If nothing else happens, this woman's thoughts are too complicated and she may not be able to come out of it in her lifetime - if not for the relationship between Mo Lianque and Mo Zhongxiu, he might just let all living beings burn in anger. …

But for this reason, the Holy Son who followed Mo Zhongxiu's soul Yingdao... jumped into the Nine Lotus Heart Prison with a pop.

Swift and precise.

It's like an experienced driver who has driven countless cars.

Well, it's still the kind that unfortunately overturns.

"Feng, Fengxia!"

The moment he saw that face, Mo Zhongxiu screamed at the top of his lungs: "What kind of hero is he who hides? If you have the ability, come out and give me a fair fight!"

"Stop using those plots and tricks, stand up and fight me fairly!"

"You only hide in this Jiuliantian Heart Prison. What kind of man are you?"

"Little girl."

Feng Xia glanced at Mo Zhongxiu in a funny way, shook his head and said with a smile: "Nine Lotus Heaven's Heart Prison is my magical power. If you can't even break through one of my magical powers, why are you talking about a fair fight with me?"

He could sort of see it.

The "confidence" of the Mo family seems to be of the same origin.

However, Mo Lianque has grand plans, strength, and plans, and his confidence comes from his trump card.

And Mo Zhongxiu’s mysterious confidence...

"Can't even break through one of your magical powers?" After hearing this, Mo Zhongxiu finally couldn't maintain his image anymore and immediately cursed, "You are just a cheap man who relies on sneak attacks to succeed, why do you pretend to be so sophisticated in front of this princess? If you really have the guts, then tie your hands..."

"Feng...Xia...Jiulian Tianxin..."

Suddenly, the Holy Son stared at Feng Xia's face, his expression changed, and he suddenly said with some hesitation: "Have I... seen you somewhere?"

It was obvious that whether it was his appearance or aura, it was the first time he saw Feng Xia.

However, there is still a strange sense of familiarity that always permeates his heart!

Familiar, yet strange.

There seemed to be an inexplicable emotion surging in his chest like a tide.

You know, this is almost impossible for him.

After achieving great success in cultivation, he rarely experienced similar emotions.

Therefore, the Holy Son couldn't help but have a suspicion. Could it be that this young man named Feng Xia had an intersection with him in the ancient years?

However, later on, for the sake of spiritual practice, I cut off all the causes and effects of the past, destroyed the old self, and gave birth to a new self. Only then did I forget all the old friends in the past.

It can make his silent mood fluctuate again. It is conceivable that maybe in a certain era or a certain period of time ago, this person really had a close relationship with him!

As soon as the words came out, Mo Zhongxiu was stunned and couldn't help but said anxiously:

"Your Highness, Your Highness! This guy is simply..."

"Shut up, do you have any right to speak here?"

The Holy Son glanced blankly at Mo Zhongxiu. The woman immediately felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her soul twitched, and she screamed and fell to the ground.

"oh?"

Feng Xia originally wanted to mock Mo Zhongxiu a few more words, but unexpectedly, Mo Zhongxiu fell down first before he exerted any force.

From this point of view, although he destroyed the power left by the Holy Son on Mo Zhongxiu, there was obviously some deeper imprint that was imprinted on the soul of this woman from beginning to end.

What concerned him even more was...

The question raised by the Holy Son at this moment!

Have you seen it somewhere?

Isn’t that nonsense?

Not only have we met several times, but I have even stabbed you several times. Every time I stabbed you hard, I even shouted that I would definitely do it next time...