It is said to be a dragon, but it is not exactly a dragon.
It has a dragon head, dragon eyes, dragon mouth, dragon whiskers and dragon claws, but the body also looks like a person, wearing a blue and black dragon robe, a gold and jade crown on his head, and pearls and jade hanging down, sitting on the throne in the high hall.
He has the power to dominate the world and is extremely noble and majestic.
Mo Hua looked around and found that he was in a large hall.
The palace is towering, with dragon statues carved around it, and the clouds and mist are steaming.
On both sides are rows of " dignitaries " in rich costumes, including civil servants, generals and priests.
They have the appearance of humans, but a small part of their body is "dragonized", either with dragon claws, covered with dragon scales, or with dragon beards.
These people all bowed their heads and held their chests in their chests, with respectful expressions. They knelt on the ground and saluted the half-dragon, half-emperor on the throne.
In the huge dragon hall, the only thing standing is an ink painting.
At this time, Mo Hua was standing under the main hall, looking up at the "Dragon Emperor" who lived above the main hall and on the throne.
The Dragon King, wearing a dragon-patterned crown, looked down at the ink painting with a thick and majestic voice:
"Since you have seen me, why don't you kneel down?"
kneel?
Do you have to kneel down when you meet?
Mo Hua frowned, a little unhappy, and asked: "Who are you? Why should I kneel to you?"
"Bold!" The Dragon King was angry.
This angry rebuke was like a thunderbolt from the blue, echoing in the Dragon Palace, the wind roared, and the four directions shook.
All the ministers turned pale with panic.
But under such manic fluctuations of spiritual thoughts and the powerful dragon's power, Mo Hua's expression was calm and unmoving.
Dragon King's eyes narrowed slightly, he took a deep look at Mo Hua, and said slowly:
"You...are not a descendant of my Great Wilderness Emperor?"
Mo Hua shook his head and said honestly: "No."
"If you are not the son of my Great Wilderness Royal Family, why can you enter this Great Wilderness Dragon Palace?" The Dragon King pondered for a moment and said coldly, "Where did you get the dragon vein? And who led the way for you?"
Mo Hua was slightly startled when he heard this, and also had some doubts in his heart.
The dragon vein is in his hands.
But... leading the way?
Someone led the way for me, so I could enter the Dragon Palace and meet the Dragon King?
Who is it?
Mo Hua frowned slightly.
And the Dream Dragon Palace can only be opened with dragon veins and someone to guide the way, which means...
Mo Hua looked up thoughtfully and asked the Dragon King, "Is this the inheritance of the Great Wilderness?"
"Not bad." Dragon King said solemnly.
really……
Mo Hua raised his head and asked him directly: "Will you pass on the legacy of Dahuang to me?"
The Dragon King was not angry but powerful, and there was a chill in his eyes.
Under its command, a dragon general wearing dragon armor, with vertical blue eyes, thick eyebrows and long beard stepped out, pointed his spear at the ink painting, and reprimanded:
"Ignorant boy, you are so brave! You don't have the blood of the Great Wilderness, but you dare to covet the inheritance of my Great Wilderness royal family? How worthy are you?"
Mo Hua snorted coldly, "I'm talking to your master, who do you think you are? A man on guard, you're worthy of interrupting?"
The dragon general was immediately furious, "You are a bold and evil beast, and you are talking nonsense. I will kill you, this rude person, on behalf of your majesty!"
It kowtowed to the Dragon King, and then showed murderous intent in its eyes. It held a spear in its dragon claws, jumped down from the hall, transformed into a dragon, and headed straight for the ink painting door with the tip of the spear dotted with cold light.
This shot is extremely powerful.
On the body of the gun, there is a shadow of a green dragon, which makes the tall and burly dragon general with shining golden armor look like a celestial being for a moment.
Mo Hua just sneered, stretched out his palm, and gently grasped the tip of the powerful spear firmly in his palm.
The dragon's shadow at the tip of the spear is extinguished, full of murderous intent.
The palm of the ink painting was small and white, but it seemed to have the power to control the world. It easily grasped the tip of the spear, and no matter how hard the dragon general exerted his strength, he could not move.
The dragon general's color changes, he activates his dragon power, and he wants to change his moves.
But Mo Hua had already twisted his wrist, and with the help of his powerful spiritual power, he directly broke the spear, then stepped forward and kicked forward with his little foot.
This seemingly light kick contained tremendous power.
General Long was blown away like a "cannonball" and hit the wall of the Dragon Palace. He had no idea how many bones were broken and he fell unconscious.
With just a twist and a kick, this mighty dragon general was destroyed by Mo Hua.
In the Dragon Palace, all the officials were shocked and looked frightened.
They expected that this young boy with a yellow mouth must have someone to rely on if he dared to be so bold.
But unexpectedly, he was so strong.
The fierce generals under the Dragon King are no more than a combined enemy.
On the throne, the Dragon King with a dragon head and a majestic demeanor also showed a hint of splendor in his eyes.
At such a young age, he is so brave. If he can be taken under his command and surrendered to this emperor, he will definitely increase my power in the wilderness...
The Dragon King looked thoughtful.
But Mo Hua also raised his head, looked at the Dragon King, and said: "If you don't want to pass on the Great Wilderness inheritance to me, then let me go back."
He doesn't really want to cause trouble, let alone enmity with the Dahuang royal family.
The Dahuang royal family has a long history, and they also have industry dragons to protect them. I don’t know how many secrets are hidden behind them. I won’t provoke them if I can.
Besides, when they met for the first time, Mo Hua didn't want to make things too tense.
If that dragon general hadn't looked arrogant and killed him first, he wouldn't have kicked him away.
Even so, he showed mercy.
If not, with his current divine thoughts and pure gold Taoist body, with a little more force, he can trample this dragon general into dust.
Therefore, it is best for everyone to give up on their own.
The Dragon King looked at the ink painting, thought for a moment, and said slowly: "You don't want the inheritance of my great wilderness?"
Mo Hua was startled and asked, "Can you give it to me?"
The Dragon King shook his head, "To obtain my Great Wilderness inheritance, you need the blood of an orthodox Great Wilderness Imperial Descendant. You don't have this bloodline."
Mo Hua frowned.
Since you don't have the bloodline of Dahuang, what nonsense are you talking about?
"However," at this moment, the Dragon Emperor continued, "the inheritance of the Great Wilderness is not limited to the royal lineage."
"The royal family has the inheritance of the royal family."
"Aristocrats have aristocratic heritage."
"Common people also have the inheritance of common people..."
Mo Hua suddenly understood and nodded, "In other words, I am considered a 'commoner' and can I learn the inheritance of the common people of Dahuang?"
"Not bad." Dragon King nodded.
The inheritance of the people of the Great Wilderness...
Ink painting pondered in his mind.
He doesn't care about the royal family or the common people.
The great road of heaven and earth, thousands of dharma, may have different levels, and people may have their own dignity or inferiority, but no matter high or low, strong or weak, they are all part of the "great road".
Any method can be used, easy to use, and practical.
There is no need to pursue something that seems “high”.
What's more, Mo Hua is also curious about what the inheritance of the Dahuang common people will be...
While Mo Hua was meditating, the Dragon King spoke condescendingly:
"If your bloodline is not good enough, the inheritance of the royal descendants cannot be passed on to you. But the inheritance of the common people can be 'gifted' to you by this emperor."
Mo Hua nodded and said, "Then give it to me."
He said "gift", but his tone had a hint of command.
The Dragon King suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart and ordered with a voice like a loud bell:
"Then kneel down."
Mo Hua frowned, "Why do you have to kneel again?"
The Dragon King said solemnly: "This is the ritual passed down by the Great Wilderness. Only when you kneel down, surrender to the Great Wilderness, and to the dragon veins can I give you the inheritance."
Mo Hua disdainfully said, "Forget it, I don't want it anymore."
When he is alive, he has to kneel to the sky and the ground to kneel to his parents. Is a mere royal family worthy of him?
It’s okay not to want the inheritance of the Great Wilderness.
The Dragon King's eyes darkened, "You don't want it?"
Mo Hua nodded, "Yeah, no more." Then he said, "Let me go back."
His time is precious and he has to go back and continue studying the formation.
If Dahuang doesn't provide these inheritances, then he will figure it out by himself and raise a dragon by himself.
But the Dragon King remained silent and made no move. After a moment, it shook its head:
"No, you must learn this inheritance!"
Mo Hua noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere and looked at him unkindly, "What do you mean?"
The Dragon King opened his eyes slightly, and his momentum suddenly changed. He stretched out his blue-black dragon claws with cold light, pointed at the ink painting, and commanded with great pressure:
"Kneel down!"
Mo Hua sneered, not caring at first, but the next moment, his expression changed slightly.
In the void, an awe-inspiring and irresistible momentum suddenly descended.
Strong pressure was exerted on him, and a strange force penetrated his knees, forcing him to kneel down.
"This is?!"
Mo Hua was shocked.
He could feel a law-like force shrouding the Dragon Palace.
The might of the dragon in the wilderness and the majesty of the imperial power were eroding little by little, permeating his spiritual thoughts, giving him a little desire to "submit", which made him kneel down.
Mo Hua soon understood the law of cause and effect.
As long as you kneel down, a trace of servility will appear in your soul.
Once servility enters the brain, it will gradually grow and grow, merge into consciousness, and form a habit.
He will also become enslaved step by step, and eventually become a "slave" of the Great Wilderness Imperial Power and Longwei, willingly being enslaved by them.
This power, using spiritual thoughts as the medium, is the power of a higher level of "law".
Even with the ink painting, I felt irresistible for a moment, my knees were a little weak, and I seemed to have to kneel down little by little.
Mo Hua sneered in his heart and immediately activated his Dao Hua origin to resist the erosion of this "dragon's power".
At the same time, be calm and meditate naturally according to Taoism, restraining the servility suppressed by the imperial authority.
The majesty surrounding him was like a mountain, but the ink painting remained motionless.
The Dragon King was greatly surprised when he saw this, and then a light flashed in his dragon eyes, revealing the supreme power of being in a superior position.
It spoke slowly, and each word was like a Hong Zhong Da Lu.
Every word contains the majesty of the royal family and is filled with the power of blood.
"You have deposed my emperor's dragon general. I will show my kindness and will not blame you. I will even promote you to be my emperor's imperial guard."
"This is your reward, this is your gift."
"You should kneel down, bow devoutly, and thank the emperor for his kindness."
This sentence contains a strange power of bewitchment.
But Mo Hua did not kneel down, his eyes were cold.
There was a hint of displeasure in the Dragon King's eyes, and then he said:
"This is my emperor's gift to you."
"You should feel lucky and honored. You should throw yourself to the ground, kneel to the ground, and remember the emperor's great grace."
"In this way, this emperor will give you the inheritance of the Great Wilderness."
"You come from a humble background. Your parents are both mediocre people. The bloodline inherited from your parents is really lowly."
"Only with this emperor's gift can you give up your origin, reborn, and change your fate against the will of heaven..."
…
Mo Hua's face suddenly turned cold, his eyes showed a cold light, he pointed at the Dragon Emperor's nose and cursed: "Old Changchong, did I give you face?"
"Who do you think you are? Are you qualified to speak ill of my parents?"
The Dragon King was stunned, the dragon's face was full of disbelief.
It occupies the throne and is worshiped by all people. For such a long time, no one or any existence has dared to do such slanderous things or say such treasonous words in front of it!
It is simply braving the disdain of the world!
The crime should be cut into pieces with thousands of swords, and the nine tribes will be destroyed!
The Dragon King no longer had the previous calmness and majesty, his eyes were angry and his dragon scales were reversed.
But Mo Hua was also very angry.
"For the shameless old thing!"
He no longer held back his hands and used all his strength to activate Daohua's spiritual thoughts. His entire body immediately erupted with an extremely bright and dazzling golden light.
This golden light is extremely pure, flowing with majestic charm, and contains the laws of Taoism.
The powerful dragon energy was dispelled.
The majesty of imperial power was wiped out.
The ink painting broke free from the shackles of the Dragon Palace's laws, circulated its spiritual thoughts, and shone with golden light, like a golden little fairy.
He stepped out.
In just one step, he crossed the towering steps of the Dragon Palace and approached the throne above.
The dragons guarding nearby were furious and came to kill them one after another.
Mo Hua punched one by one, and with the mighty golden light, he killed all these dragon generals and crushed them into powder.
Mo Hua took another step forward and already stepped onto the Dragon Emperor's throne.
He kicked the dragon platform over with one kick, and then stretched out his small hand, like a dragnet, to grab the Dragon King who was aloft.
"You evil beast! How dare you!"
The Dragon King, who was so noble before, no longer had any composure. He stretched out his dragon claws and tore at the ink painting.
But in the next moment, its ferocious dragon claws were grasped by Mo Hua's white and tender hands.
Mo Hua broke off the dragon's claws one by one.
The Dragon King was furious, transformed into a dragon, and fought with Mo Hua.
But the laws of the Dragon Palace could not suppress the ink paintings, and the dragon spirit and imperial power lost their restraint on the ink paintings that had the body of a Taoist god.
With the power of his spiritual thoughts alone, the Dragon King's half-dragon body was no match for Mo Hua.
In just ten rounds, the Dragon King was broken by Mo Hua and trampled under his feet.
Mo Hua stood high above the Dragon Palace, riding a dragon chair, stepping on the Great Wilderness Dragon Emperor, and coldly snorted:
"Stinky Changchong, you said that my blood is low? Now let's see, who is more low-born?"
The Dragon King was extremely angry and angry, "You are a shameless bastard who has desecrated my Great Wilderness Dragon Palace and tarnished the majesty of my royal family. One day, you will suffer the retribution of Karmic Dragon, fall into boundless purgatory, suffer endless pain, and never be reincarnated!"
This vicious curse, like an ink painting, goes in the left ear and comes out the right ear.
Anyone who could really kill him would have done it long ago.
Only when he can't be killed can he say these vicious words and be incompetent and furious.
But this time, facing the Great Wilderness Dragon Clan, Mo Hua couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
Suffering the "karma dragon's retribution"?
Is there really such a thing?
Does this mean that if he kills the Dragon King, he will be in trouble with Karma and be retaliated by the Karma Dragon of the Wilderness?
Ink Hua's eyes were filled with golden light again, and he looked at this so-called "Dragon King" of the wilderness.
This Dragon King is half human and half dragon.
The body is human, but the head is a dragon head, the hands and feet are dragon claws, and the skin has dragon scales.
Judging from the appearance, it is indeed half human and half dragon.
And its soul, in the perspective of the ink painting, is half human and half dragon.
The human half, according to Mo Hua's estimation, should be the soul of a certain royal family in the wilderness, or even the soul of a certain "emperor".
The half of the dragon is the genuine "dragon soul".
In other words, it is a divine creation that is a hybrid of "human soul" mixed with "dragon soul".
Then if you kill it, it is estimated that there will really be "dragon" karma...
Moreover, Mo Hua didn't know what the status of this "Dragon Emperor" was in the wilderness.
It's such a dish, so it probably doesn't have a high status...
But what if there are other ancient dragon emperors, ancient dragon emperors, ancient dragon emperors and other ancestors behind it...
If you kill the "little" one yourself, will you bring out the "old" one, so that generations of ancestors will continue to cause trouble for you?
This Dragon King may not be that strong, but other more ancient existences may not be that strong.
After the battle with Gushan Xietai, Mo Hua became much more humble.
Although his spiritual thoughts are very strong, it does not mean that he can really kill everyone without any scruples and be invincible.
"How about... let this Dragon King go?"
Mo Hua pondered in his heart.
Although I killed its dragon generals, kicked its dragon platform, rode its dragon chair, and trampled it under my feet.
But in the final analysis, it was the one who made the first move.
It was the one who had to force himself to kneel down.
I wonder if it’s possible for everyone to smile and forget their grudges when they meet?
As Mo Hua thought about it, his expression became a little hesitant, and his steps were hesitant.
His hesitation was noticed by the Dragon King.
Dragon King knew that Mo Hua was "scared" and immediately sneered:
"Ignorant child, you don't know what a heinous crime you have committed."
"You'd better stop now, kneel down, kowtow to the emperor a few times, and agree to be a slave. I may be able to spare your life. Otherwise, given time, you will definitely suffer the supreme karma and your soul will be scattered."
!”
Mo Hua's expression darkened again.
He has always been soft-spoken rather than tough-minded.
If this old worm talks nicely and I feel happy for a while, I might let it go.
But what does it mean now?
Threaten me? Intimidate me? Want to kill me?
As someone who occupies the throne and is used to being pampered, he has no concept of life and death?
Mo Hua smiled softly, "A descendant of the emperor of Dahuang? I will teach you today what it means to be born in sorrow and die in peace and happiness."
The Dragon King was shocked and said angrily: "How dare you?!"
But he didn't allow it to say anything, Mo Hua already stretched out his hand and strangled its neck.
Then he condensed his right hand, manifesting a strange spiritual dagger with a wisp of starry black.
This sword is condensed with the Supreme Demon's way of slaying love.
Mo Hua has now formed a pill with divine thoughts, and his understanding of divine thoughts turning into swords has reached a higher level. He can now independently mobilize the law of demon slaying love and integrate it into divine thoughts turning into swords.
Therefore, this "spiritual sword" is essentially a "demonic sword".
Mo Hua used the Heavenly Demon Sword to cut apart the "human soul" and "dragon soul" parts of the Dragon King's spiritual thoughts.
This was how he cut the evil fetus and Huangshanjun in Gushan Temple.
Nowadays, Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness is stronger, and the sword transformed from spiritual thoughts is sharper. It is even easier to cut through a Great Wild Dragon King, whose strength is not as strong as the evil fetus.
The golden sword light mixed with black flashed.
The Dragon King split into two.
"Bastard, what have you done?! You..." The humanoid Dragon King was angry and had a look of disbelief on his face.
Mo Hua didn't bother to talk to him, so he pinched him with his little hand and crushed him to death.
The remaining part is pure "dragon soul".
A wisp of light blue, the majestic and rebellious soul of the blue dragon is held in the hand by the ink painting.
Mo Hua looked at this pure dragon soul, and a thought naturally came to his mind:
"Can this dragon... be 'eaten'?"
As soon as this idea emerged, it was like wildfire, instantly occupying Mo Hua's entire mind.
The dragon soul is pure, the dragon power is abundant, and it is flowing with a completely different kind of powerful thought power.
Drool flowed from the corner of Mo Hua's mouth.
He endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it back any longer. He opened his mouth and swallowed the entire dragon soul into his mouth with a "Ah wu" sound.
Chapter completed!