Saiyan's Journey To Another World

The words fell.

The four of them stared blankly, thoughtfully, and the atmosphere suddenly quieted down.

After a breath.

"Quick, go see if there are any more!"

I was in a fight before, and I almost forgot the purpose of coming here. After being reminded, I suddenly came to my senses.

Now of course if you win the battle, you have to accept the spoils!

The five people came to the huge pit, and there was a bottomless, pitch-black bottom below, so they used their eyesight to investigate.

half an hour.

did not find.

sad.

sad.

depressed.

"Damn, I've been busy for nothing."

Mo Xiaoyao sat down on the ground with his white clothes stained with dirt, and took a sip of wine into his mouth.

As the young master of the Moxiao Pavilion, he has never done a loss-making business, but this time he lost money to his grandma's house. Although the magic token has not been obtained yet, Mowenge has at least hundreds of magic tokens in his hands. Now it's all gone, and I have to start all over again.

"By the way, there are four magic weapons!"

Suddenly, Mo Xiaoyao's eyes lit up, he got up and jumped down the hole, looking for the four Earth Xuan level magic weapons.

"It's useless. The three low-grade Earth Profound-level pieces can't withstand that kind of shock. At most he can find a broken bell." Mo Yunchuan looked at Mo Xiaoyao, who was busy for a while, and shook his head.

Obviously his Moxiao Pavilion family has a great career, and they don't lack these magic weapons, so they must be greedy.

"You know what a fart, no matter how broken it is, it can be sold for money!"

There were echoes of evil spirits coming from the hole.

His ears are very pointed.

After a while, Mo Xiaoyao came out of the hole, patted the dirt on his body, and pulled out a few holes with a smile, and the purple gold bell with dull luster swayed twice.

Jingling bells sounded, and it was the sound of money arriving in the account.

"I earned a gourd of wine money."

Mo Xiaoyao smiled proudly, he is not a prodigal son, so what if the family is big and the business is big, the water will flow for a long time, and thrift is the kingly way.

Vegito looked at this clown and wanted to say a few words, his face froze, "Someone is here, not weak, two."

Hearing this, the four of them became vigilant. Now that their strength is not at its peak, the one who can be called not weak by Vegito must have some ability.

Above the sky, dark clouds gathered from all directions at some point, and two groups of the most majestic black mist pressed towards this place, and thunder fell from time to time, and even the dead things retreated instinctively, not daring to provoke them.

The vision attracted many people nearby to watch.

"Hey, aren't these two arrogances of Hei Wanglin? How did they get together?"

"I don't know, let's follow and have a look."

Adhering to the principle that if you don't eat melons, you are not a hero, a wave of people followed the two from a distance, and they didn't dare to get too close, for fear of angering the other party and being slapped to death.

After a while, two clouds of black mist descended in front of the five people, appearing in human form.

The leader has red hair, is tall and straight, and has a stern face. Just standing there gives people a sense of oppression.

The other person was somewhat similar to the dead Mowenge, dressed in purple, with a handsome appearance, but his face was sullen, as if he could spew out flames at any time.

"Where's Mowenge?" Mowenzhen stepped forward and asked.

His younger brother had a grievance with Mo Yunchuan, and he had just received a message from him, telling him that Mo Yunchuan of the Demon God Palace was here and was expected to be killed, and asked him to come and help.

After Mo Wenzhen received the news, he was worried that Mo Yunchuan would not be able to kill Mo Yunchuan and let him escape, so he specially pulled Mo Lietian over, anyway, it was aimed at the Demon God Palace, and Mo Lietian, who is the pride of the black king Lin Tian, ​​would naturally not refuse.

However......

Now that they are here, Mo Yunchuan and others are also there, but Mowenge is gone, and he already has a rough idea of ​​what happened.

"Dead, we killed it." Mo Yunchuan wrote lightly, as if he didn't care if he crushed an ant.

His eyes have been on Mo Lietian, this is a real life-death powerhouse, even if their strength is suppressed by 30%, it is enough to threaten their lives.

A bad will fall here.

"Okay, okay, okay! Those who killed me, Hei Wanglin, you stay here today."

"And you, Mo Xiaoyao, dare to join in. The Mo Xiao Pavilion behind you here can't save you, so let's go with them on the road together!"

Mo Wenzhen's eyes were cold, and his murderous aura burst out. His big hand clapped out the appearance of countless gray skeletons and souls. He opened his crying mouth and bit the five of Vegito!

"Just because you want to suppress the five of us by yourself? It's ridiculous!"

Mo Yunchuan also shot out a magic seal, the magic energy billowed, and when the magic seal collided with the wronged soul, it disappeared immediately.

The two fought from the ground to the sky, and they exchanged hundreds of moves within a few breaths, neither of them could do anything to the other.

Mo Wenzhen shouted angrily, and the soul-calling banner, the magic weapon of life, emerged out of thin air.

In an instant, the sky seemed to darken, and countless souls of the dead gathered here, their bodies were pale, and they bared their teeth and claws.

The magic text is as good as the master in charge of the underworld, controlling all souls, and with one order, all souls will come out!

"kill!!!"

The flag flashed black, and the eyes of the dead souls were fierce, and the water surrounded by the Moyun River was blocked, and they rushed forward.

Among them, the worst dead souls are those who have reached the Profound Realm.

In other words, Mo Yunchuan alone had to face the attacks of countless dead souls from the Profound Realm.

"Brother Yunchuan, hold on!"

Below, Mo Xiaoyao shouted.

He is the one with the most "strongest combat power" here, if he dies here, no one will cover him later, and there is Mo Lietian next to him, who is watching them intently.

It's scary!

Vegito folded his arms and watched the show with great interest. Mo Wenzhen's strength is not bad. If Mo Yunchuan has no other means to lose, it's only a matter of time before he can clean up the mess.

As for Mo Lietian, he confidently said that it might not be possible who would win under full firepower.

I haven't fought against the real Tianjiao in the life and death realm, but the opponent is only in the late stage of the first layer of the life and death realm, and the strength in this realm is suppressed again.

Only at the initial stage of the first stage of the life and death realm, can the strength that can be exerted be the Dzogchen of the ordinary first stage of life and death, or the great perfection of the second stage.

Or... the third heaven?

In short, Vegito couldn't think of a scene where he would be hanged and hammered. If he couldn't even deal with a demon arrogant at the first level of life and death, he was really training on a dog.

Mo Yunchuan's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't take the innocent souls around him into his heart.

"Today, I will use you to try my newly realized supernatural power first."

Suddenly, Mo Yunchuan's aura changed, and a third vertical eye appeared on his forehead, surrounded by pitch-black devilish energy, and a terrifying coercion was brewing inside.

The ancestor of the Demon God Palace once had a supreme Demon Emperor, who appeared in the world with the World-Destroying Demon Eyes, making countless ancient star beings frightened by the news.

The magic pupil closed its eyes, the world was bright, and the sky was clear.

The magic pupil opened his eyes, the endless darkness, eternal sinking.

One thought of heaven and earth, one thought of life and death.

If it weren't for the complete Emperor's scriptures left on the mother planet when they attacked the ancient fairyland 20,000 years ago, leaving only the incomplete Emperor's scriptures to practice, Moyunchuan's strength would be far more than that.

"Destroy!"

Controlling the Mieshi Demon Pupil, Mieshi Moguang spewed out from Mo Yunchuan's forehead, sweeping towards the dense crowd of innocent souls.

There was no resistance at all, and countless innocent souls were wiped out one by one under the sound of wailing.

Extinguishing Light and Mo Guang blasted towards Mo Wenzhen unabated, intending to kill him.

"Just treat it as if you have supernatural powers!!?"

Mo Wenzhen strode out, and his figure turned into a thousand-foot-tall giant, dressed in an ancient battle suit, with red eyes shining, and a palpitating purple beam of light shot out from his chest to compete with it.

Although he, the Black King Lin, does not have the incomplete imperial scriptures like the Demon God Palace, but he was once a force created by a powerful quasi-emperor, and he has a complete top-level biblical inheritance.

Boom! ! !

Terrible fluctuations swept away from the center of the two of them like a wave. Some of those who came to watch were weak and couldn't even bear the coercion and exploded to death. The two sides fought.

"It's Mo Yunchuan and Mo Wenzhen, they are dueling!"

"The situation is not good for Mo Yunchuan. The other party has a life-death level Mo Lietian suppressing the formation, and Mo Wenzhen is invincible anyway."

"Yeah, I heard from the casual cultivators who left just now that Mo Yunchuan seemed to have killed his younger brother Mo Wenge. No wonder Mo Wenzhen wanted to fight him desperately."

"Let's stay away, so as not to harm the fish in the pond."

The battle between the two spread for thousands of miles.

One side awakens the supernatural powers of the devil emperor and cultivates the incomplete emperor scriptures. The other party is also not weak, has a top-notch Bible, and the exercises they have learned are amazing.

"Is your strength only at this level in four years? I really overestimated you!"

Mo Yunchuan smiled disdainfully. He has an innate advantage in blood, which is typical of the inheritance of supernatural powers from the blood of the ancestor Demon Emperor. This advantage becomes more and more obvious as time goes on.

In addition, what if the Sutra is incomplete, it is much better than the Bible.

The loss to Mo Wenzhen back then was just the first awakening of blood supernatural powers, and it was not easy to use it. Do you really think that the opponent defeated him in a crushing manner?

After the war, he spent at least half a month recuperating in bed before he fully recovered.

Mo Wenzhen frowned, and wanted to say a few words, but suddenly felt amazing energy fluctuations from Mo Yunchuan.

Damn it, this supernatural power can also be superimposed and released! ! ?

The phantom of the demon god appeared behind Mo Yunchuan, and this was his first bloodline supernatural power.

Today, it is almost familiar to use.

A third vertical eye, Mie Shi Mo Pupil, also appeared on the forehead of Demon God Xu Ying.

Another burst of extreme world-destroying magic light burst out, and under the blessing of Mo Wenzhen's purple light beam, it was suppressed and receded in an instant.

Mo Wenzhen stabilized his mind, urged his subordinates to shoot the soul-calling flag in his hand, and stabilized the battle situation with a two-pronged approach.

"Just treat it as if you have a magic weapon?"

Same words, same tone, different people say it.

The corner of Mo Yunchuan's mouth grinned, holding the Heavenly Demon Luanji in his hand, "This trick is also newly learned, the Demon God's Seven Slashes."

"The first cut breaks mountains and rivers."

"The second cut, the world collapses."

"The third cut, everything is wiped out."

The three cuts came out together, and they pushed towards Mo Wenzhen forcefully.

Mo Wenzhen's complexion changed drastically. He thought he had made a lot of progress in four years, but he didn't expect his defeated opponent, Mo Yunchuan, to improve even faster than him.

Feeling the threat of his life, he tried his best to exert all his strength, but he couldn't stop the opponent's offensive. He didn't care about his face and panicked and asked for help below, "Molietian, save me!"

The moment the words were almost finished, Mo Lietian appeared next to Mo Yunchuan in a flash, and slapped the latter's Tianling Gai with his big palm.

After solving Moyunchuan, all offensives were easily resolved.

but......

A not-so-big hand clasped his wrist tightly, making it impossible for him to enter.

"Shuang Fang Ping and others are fighting, life and death are up to God, you intervene..."

"Ask me?"

An extremely cold tone rang in the former's ears.

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