Immortal Mortal

What's the matter? Mo Wuji looked at Lou Yang, feeling a little strange. If it was really an important matter, he shouldn't be talking about it here, after all, he didn't intend to kill all the people here. Although Lou Yang is young, he should know these basic things.

Mount Mirage captured a golden-horned purple dragon and locked it in the spirit marrow pool of Mount Mirage. After Lou Yang finished speaking, he fell to his knees, The purple dragon with golden horns saved my life , Senior, please help me...

Is there really a golden horned purple dragon? Mo Wuji also gasped. He doesn't care that Lou Yang has the blood of the Golden Horn Purple Dragon. Sometimes it's hard to say whether Lou Yang's ancestor is the Golden Horn Purple Dragon, or he got the blood of the Golden Horn Purple Dragon by chance. But the Golden Horn Purple Dragon is an ancient mutant dragon species, so it is extremely precious. One drop of adult golden-horned purple dragon blood is a priceless treasure, and even an immortal emperor wants to get it.

A golden-horned purple dragon and having the blood of a golden-horned purple dragon are completely different things.

Because the Golden Horn Purple Dragon gave me a bottle of dragon saliva. I have been practicing with dragon saliva for a long time, so it also contains a trace of the blood of the Golden Horn Purple Dragon. That's why I was caught by Mirage Mountain. Mirage Mountain arrested me After I came, I forced to find out the whereabouts of the young dragon, and then captured the young dragon, I was the one who killed the golden-horned purple dragon. Lou Yang finished all these words in one breath.

When Tang Anxuan heard Lou Yang's words, he felt his mind buzzing. Just now he was praying that Mo Wuji would not destroy the sect, but he ignored the matter of the Golden Horn Zilong for a while. Now that Lou Yang said it, how could Mirage Mountain stay out of it?

The golden-horned purple dragon was captured by me to refine my physical body. Even if you wiped out my Mirage Mountain, someone will take care of you in the fairy world. You won't be rampant for long. I, Ling Lian, are waiting for you. Ling Lian He had already regained his composure, all regrets were useless at this moment, he pointed at Mo Wuji sharply and shouted.

After saying this sentence, Ling Lian Yuanshen suddenly became lethargic. It looked like he wanted to take the matter to himself.

Mo Wuji snorted coldly, even as a thunder arc blasted past, he also wanted the primordial spirit to solve it in front of him, dreaming.

Ah! Ling Lian's shrill scream came, followed by his soul dying.

Lead the way. Mo Wuji glanced at Tang Anxuan coldly, his tone a bit hostile.

How could Tang Anxuan not know what Mo Wuji meant, and hurriedly bowed and said, Senior, please follow me. The Golden Horned Purple Dragon is doing well now, and we didn't treat it badly at all.

Lead the way. Mo Wuji said without hesitation.

As a person who has stayed in the fairy world, Mo Wuji naturally knows the golden horned purple dragon. This kind of dragon is probably extinct even in the fairy world, and there is actually a mutated golden-horned purple dragon in the cultivation world. He didn't intend to suck the blood essence of this golden-horned purple dragon like Mirage Mountain did, but he really wanted to ask how this golden-horned purple dragon got here.

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As the number one sect in the Haiyi Continent, Mirage Mountain does have confidence.

Before everyone got close to the huge spiritual marrow pool, they felt extremely strong aura. Mo Wuji also sighed in his heart, when he was in the cultivation world, if he could cultivate in this kind of spiritual marrow pool, why would he need to look for cultivation resources everywhere?

The aura in the spirit marrow pool was densely condensed into a fog visible to the naked eye, and a purple dragon that was less than two feet long was locked in the middle of the spirit marrow pool by four chains.

The horns on this purple dragon's head are indeed golden, it seems that this is indeed a golden horned purple dragon.

Brother Zilong, I'm sorry, you saved me, and I got you caught by Mirage Mountain. As soon as he got outside the Spiritual Marrow Pond, Lou Yang said extremely ashamed.

They dare not kill me. One day, this sect will be crushed by my parents. Huh, this bird doesn't seem to be simple. The golden horned purple dragon is like a dumping pot. Not only can he speak, but his tone is also Very proud. It finally found the pot on Mo Wuji's shoulder, and gasped in surprise.

Oh, do you know the origin of this bird? Mo Wuji asked quickly.

Shuaiguo can be regarded as his pet beast, but until now, he doesn't know the origin of Shuaiguo. If this purple dragon knew, he would have to ask.

Brother Zilong, this senior is here to save you. Lou Yang knew that Jinjiao Zilong was arrogant and was worried about offending Mo Wuji, so he hurriedly said.

Before the Golden Horn Purple Dragon could speak, Mo Wuji raised his hand and grabbed it a few times. The four thick chains and restraints fell apart, and the Golden Horn Purple Dragon landed on the edge of the Essence Pool unharmed.

The Dao is friendly and powerful, thank you for saving my life. The golden-horned purple dragon had a high EQ, and he nodded his thanks to Mo Wuji as soon as he got away.

Let's talk about it after leaving here. Mo Wuji knew that the inheritance of a beast like Zilong must be very important. He has many things to ask Zilong, so naturally he doesn't want to waste time here.

Wait... After the Golden Horn Zilong yelled, he suddenly turned around and sucked the spirit marrow pool, and a burst of rich spiritual power turned into Bai Lian and was sucked away by the Golden Horn Zilong.

The aura in the Immortal Supplement Pond became visibly weaker, and the Golden Horn Zilong didn't stop, and inhaled it several times in succession.

Under the begging gazes of Tang Anxuan and others, the Golden Horn Zilong forcibly sucked away most of the spiritual energy in the marrow pool, and then he stopped and said, You can go.

Shuiguo looked at the Golden Horn Purple Dragon enviously, but it's a pity that it doesn't have such a great ability, if it has such a great ability, when the uncle is here, how can it be the little purple dragon's turn to absorb spiritual energy?

Mo Wuji raised his hand to grab it, and Mo Wuji grabbed the mirage mountain's protective formation as if it was paper. Then Mo Wuji's hand, the three members of the Lou family who were following him and the golden horned Zilong were all swept away and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Seeing Mo Wuji leave, Tang Anxuan immediately said, Hurry up and tell the fairy world that someone destroyed my Mirage Mountain.

But now that Uncle Ling Lian has fallen, we don't have the ability to communicate with the fairy world... Xing Feng said subconsciously.

Even if the Blood Sacrifice Formation is to be launched, this matter must be spread to the fairy world, otherwise our Mirage Mountain will not be far away from destruction. No matter who this person is, if he dares to bully me to Mirage Mountain, he will never Just let it go. Tang Anxuan said through gritted teeth. If Mo Wuji was still around, he would definitely be amazed that the same person had several completely different expressions in a short period of time.

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After a dozen or so breaths, Mo Wuji stopped on the top of a giant peak, and Lou Fuchi and his wife and Lou Yang landed beside him. As soon as the golden-horned purple dragon landed, he asked in amazement, Friend Not a cultivator from the comprehension world? But from the fairy world?

As expected, Mo Wuji nodded and said, That's right, I have something to ask you later.

Lou Fuchi and his wife saw the opportunity very much. They knew that Mo Wuji had something to do with recruiting Jinjiao Zilong, so they immediately thanked Mo Wuji for saving his life and offered to leave.

Mo Wuji took out a spaceship and handed it to Lou Fuchi and said, This is a second-grade immortal weapon spaceship, I will give it to you.

Ah... Qu Lin screamed, even in Mirage Mountain, the fairy artifacts are the treasures of the clan, mainly because it is difficult for the fairy artifacts from the fairy world to be brought to the cultivation world.

Lou Fuchi was also shocked when he heard that it was a second-grade fairy artifact, and hurriedly postponed, Senior, this is too precious, I dare not accept it. Senior's life-saving grace has not been repaid, how dare we accept senior's things?

Mo Wuji smiled and waved his hands, This is really not a valuable thing to me, you should just accept it, if the people in Mirage Mountain have any bad intentions, you also have a way to escape.

To save people to the end, this second-grade fairy weapon is really nothing to Mo Wuji. His own magic weapon is the Seventh Rank Flying Shuttle.

Thinking of Mo Wuji's earth-shattering methods, Lou Fuchi also understood that Mo Wuji was telling the truth, and he also knew that their family had nothing to offer Mo Wuji, so he quickly thanked him and left quickly with Qu Lin and Lou Yang.

My name is Mo Wuji. Mo Wuji clasped his fists and said after the three of Lou's family left.

The current strength of this golden-horned purple dragon is far inferior to him, but every golden-horned purple dragon is an existence that defies the sky, and it will definitely be the strongest in the future. Mo Wuji didn't want to make trouble with this kind of strong man, besides, he had the grace of saving Jinjiaozilong's life.

My name is Yan Li. Thank you again for your friend's help. Jinjiao Zilong also said very politely. After speaking, he even sat down on a boulder directly, as if waiting for Mo Wuji put forward conditions.

Aren't all the dragons with the surname Ao? Mo Wuji asked suspiciously.

Yan Li said, My Jinjiao Zilong clan is all named Yan, so what is the surname Ao?

Mo Wuji didn't know the twists and turns, and he didn't bother to ask, so he asked straight to the point, I know that golden horned purple dragons generally don't exist in the cultivation world, even in the fairy world, how did you appear? In a different continent?

Yan Li's IQ is obviously not low. Instead of directly answering Mo Wuji's question, he asked rhetorically, Fellow Daoist Mo, if I guessed correctly, you should be from the Immortal Realm. You want to ask how to get back?

Mo Wuji clasped his fists together, and said in an excited tone, Exactly, I accidentally left the fairyland and couldn't find the way back. I also want to ask Fellow Daoist Yan, if he knows how to return to the fairyland?

Yan Li was silent for a while, then looked Mo Wuji up and down, and then said, Don't fellow Daoist Mo plan to drink my blood? Or do you want to release some of my blood?

Mo Wuji laughed, Do you think everyone is like Mirage Mountain? I saved you just by hand, not to mention that you are a juvenile mutated beast, even if you are an adult beast that created the world, I have no intention of saving you. drink your blood.

Fellow Daoist Mo, are you serious? Yan Li jumped off the boulder and asked eagerly.

Mo Wuji said seriously, Of course it's true, I, Mo Wuji, won't lie to you.

Okay, Brother Mo, I have made you my friend. I really know how to enter the fairyland, and there is more than one way... Yan Li said excitedly, it didn't expect that there would be people who would not covet its blood.

Hurry up and listen to it. Mo Wuji said even more eagerly, he felt that his days of wandering in the world of comprehension starry sky were coming to an end.

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