The entrance of the dragon soul is like swallowing a piece of hard meat that is full of sinews. It cannot be chewed at all, and the throat is uncomfortable. But Mo Hua's current spiritual thoughts have already formed elixirs, and have also completed the Taoism of pure gold, unlike ordinary monks.
There is a world of difference between their spiritual consciousness.
It's even better than before.
The violent dragon power is raging inside the body.
The ink painting mobilizes the pure gold source and turns it into a powerful mind power, like a millstone, grinding the dragon soul bit by bit and swallowing it into the belly.
A powerful, fiery force burned his throat.
The powerful dragon soul traveled throughout his body.
The unruly spiritual thoughts were like a violent dragon, flowing through his body, running left and right.
Mo Hua simply turned Taixu's spiritual thoughts into swords and activated the real art, together with formations, spells, and pure gold divine power, to strangle the dragon thoughts in the body.
His divine body was covered with pure gold for a while, so dazzling that people dared not look directly at it.
The powerful dragon soul also exuded astonishing coercion, making the scalps of all the powerful officials in the entire hall go numb.
After an unknown amount of time, the aura of the dragon soul disappeared. Mo Hua opened his eyes, smacked his lips in thought, and murmured in a low voice:
"It doesn't taste like——"
But very supportive.
Mo Hua felt a breath of dragon's breath, pressing against his chest, and couldn't help but shudder.
The sound from this barrier was like wind and thunder, carrying the dragon's roar, vibrating around the entire Dragon Palace.
In the Dragon Palace, all the surrendered descendants of Dahuang turned pale with fear and said in incredible horror:
"Demon—Demon God!"
"It actually - - killed the Dragon King, cut the body into pieces, and then - - 'eated' it?!"
"Treason!"
"The Dragon King——has fallen?!"
"This is the great calamity of the wilderness!"
"Who on earth summoned this heinous little devil?!'
Inside the Dragon Palace, people were frightened and noisy.
Mo Hua thought they were noisy, so he turned his head and looked at these ministers who were blessed by dragon veins and had dragon scales, dragon claws, or dragon beards. He just licked his lips and showed a bad smile, which scared all the civil servants.
The generals were so distraught that they fled in all directions like a fallen tree.
Among the scattered crowds, there was only one person, his eyes blank, standing there in disbelief.
Half of this man's body was covered with dragon bones, his eyes were cloudy, and his face was old.
This face is very familiar to the ink painting.
As soon as he took a step, golden light flashed, and he came to this person from the dragon platform, "It was you who led me."
Coming in?"
The old man smiled bitterly, "Did the little————god see it?"
Mo Hua looked at him curiously and asked slowly: "Didn't you die in the temple? The second elder...
The old man in the Dragon Palace is the second elder of the Demon Sect.
He was also the second elder who led the way for Shentu Ao during the trip to the Gushan tomb, and finally sacrificed his life in order to temporarily seal the evil fetus and assimilate with the dragon bone.
Mo Hua never expected that the person who introduced him to the Dragon Palace would be the second elder.
The second elder looked bitter and explained:
"Those who are loyal to the Great Wilderness and sacrifice their lives will have a residual soul after death, and will enter the Dragon Palace, rank in the Dragon Class, and live forever with the Dragon Emperor of the Great Wilderness——"
Of course, now the "immortal" Dragon King has been swallowed up by Mo Hua.
The second elder still can't believe this ridiculous thing.
Among the evil fetus dream monsters, his remaining soul saw the battle between Mo Hua and the evil fetus.
He expected that ink painting was very strong.
But he never expected that in reality, this small Formation Master who seemed to be just a clever and eccentric Foundation Establishment Realm master would actually be so powerful in the world of spiritual thoughts.
The laws of the Dragon Palace cannot suppress him, and the might of the dragon cannot suppress him.
The powerful dragon general was killed by him with one punch.
The noble Dragon King was crushed to death by his backhand.
Even the dragon soul of Dahuang can be "swallowed" into his belly.
This is—·
"Eat" the dragon.
The second elder felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart and spreading throughout his limbs, causing his whole body to tremble with fear.
A "horrifying" thought emerged in his heart——·
"Ranked in the Dragon Class, immortalized forever——" Mo Hua shook his head.
It’s not enough to be an emperor and enjoy glory and wealth while you’re alive, you still want to think about such good things when you’re dead.
He stared at the second elder again, "Why did you bring me here?"
The second elder's eyelids twitched, he gathered his thoughts, bowed his head and said respectfully:
"In the battle at the Gushan Temple, I saw that the little god was able to stand up to the evil fetus. I know that your spiritual mind is extraordinary, so I want to give you an opportunity to learn the Great Wilderness inheritance."
"It's not that simple, right?" Mo Hua said with a deep look.
"Yes————" The second elder was looked at by Mo Hua, his back felt cold, and he said tremblingly, "The Dragon Palace in Dahuang is the dojo of inheritance. According to the rules of Dragon Palace, if you want to inherit the inheritance of Dahuang, you must fight against the Dragon Emperor
Only by worshiping him can you receive his blessings."
"And as long as I kneel down and worship the Dragon King——
The second elder paused for a moment, then said bravely, "You will have a heart of surrender, and from then on you will become my loyal arm in the wilderness."
It is said to be an arm, but in fact it is no different from a "slave".
Mo Hua's eyes darkened and he said, "So, you gave me an opportunity and a trap at the same time. Are you plotting against me?"
The second elder's voice trembled slightly, "Yes——."
Mo Hua looked at him with a half-smile, "Aren't you afraid that I will crush you to death if you tell the truth?"
The second elder closed his eyes, sighed deeply, and then said bitterly:
"My remnant soul is able to survive because of the Great Desolate Dragon Palace, and the Great Desolate Dragon Palace is based on the Dragon King."
"Now that the Dragon King is dead, the dragon soul——————is gone too. The Dragon Palace has no master. The remaining souls of us will soon be gone————"
Mo Hua glanced at the second elder, and sure enough he saw that his old figure was getting darker and darker, and his limbs were disintegrating little by little.
Dying?
Mo Hua shook his head.
If this is the case, then the grudge is over.
Most things in the world are a mixture of good and bad.
Although this second elder wanted to plot against him, he also let himself eat something good that he had never eaten before.
I have a lot of money, so I don't care about it.
"You should die slowly by yourself——·"
Mo Hua turned around to leave, but was suddenly called by the second elder:
"Little God——·——.."
Mo Hua turned around and asked him, "Do you have anything else?"
A terrible idea came to mind. The second elder looked solemn, and his heart was extremely entangled. He finally sighed and said slowly:
"I want to make a deal with you————·
"Deal?" Mo Hua raised his eyebrows.
The second elder nodded, "If there is an opportunity, I would like to ask you to take action when necessary to save a trace of my bloodline in the wilderness..."
Mo Hua didn't understand, "You, Dahuang, still have blood?"
Prince Ye died early, and his body was buried in the Gushan Emperor's Tomb.
Shen Tu Ao also died, and his skin was peeled off by Mr. Tu.
What kind of bloodline does the Dahuang clan have?
The second elder simply said lightly: "Yes."
"Where?"
The second elder was silent for a moment and did not say anything clearly. He only said: "You will meet the little god in the future."
"You don't want me to help you revive the wilderness, do you?" Mo Hua asked.
There was a trace of powerlessness and despair in the eyes of the second elder, and he smiled bitterly:
"It's very likely that the Great Wilderness will never be revived."
The ink painting is a bit surprising.
The second elder sighed: "All of this has been a chess game from the beginning. I don't know how many powerful monks, ancient evil gods, and ancestors of the Demon Sect are playing this chess game behind my back."
"I thought I could deceive others, but everything I did was actually planned by others. "Everything in the wilderness has already become a pawn at the mercy of others."
"This is also what I saw after I died——"
"Under this chessboard of heaven and earth, and the millstone of life and death, if Dahuang is not careful at all, he will fall into a desperate situation where his bloodline will be cut off, and his race will be exterminated."
"Therefore, I only hope that the little god, if given the opportunity, can take action to save a trace of the blood of my Great Wilderness Royal Family. Even if they can never revive their ancestral heritage and become the Great Wilderness Royal Family, as long as they can get rid of the fate of being manipulated by others and live peacefully.
Just go down—..."
The second elder spoke sincerely, even with a hint of pleading.
Mo Hua shook his head and said: "Have you forgotten that I am just a foundation builder, and I don't have the ability to help you?" The second elder sighed in his heart, and then cupped his hands and said: "Although your cultivation is only foundation construction, you have attainments in the way of spiritual thought."
, shocking and rare in the world."
In this world, from ancient times to the present, there should be no foundation-building monks who can set foot in the Great Wilderness Dragon Palace, kill the Great Wilderness Dragon King, and swallow the dragon soul alive without exploding to death.
"What's more, all this depends on the convenience of the little god——.——"
"If something can be done, please ask the little god to help. If something cannot be done, there is no need to force it."
Mo Hua nodded, but still did not agree easily. Instead, he asked:
"Then what do you want to trade with me?"
Preserving the bloodline of Dahuang is no small matter.
This second elder is also a very well-informed person. Since he dares to talk to me like this, it means that he must have some valuable chips in his hand.
The second elder looked at the ink painting and slowly said:
"If I read it correctly before, the physical body of the little god has already reached the late stage of foundation building, but the life magic weapon has not been warmed and nourished..."
Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly and he nodded.
The second elder said: "The little god is proficient in formations. Are you planning to use my Great Wilderness's four-elephant blue dragon divine beast formation as a natal formation?"
"Not bad," Mo Hua didn't hide anything from him.
The second elder shook his head, "Little Lord, you can't use the Four-Elephant Blue Dragon Formation—"
Mo Hua asked: "Why?"
The second elder did not dare to speak too bluntly, so he only said tactfully:
"The Green Dragon is a karmic dragon inherited from generations of our Great Wilderness. Such beasts only recognize blood and are not descendants of our Great Wilderness Emperor.
No matter how high or low you are, it will not recognize you.’
"Secondly, little god, you don't cultivate physical skills, and your physical body is a little bit weak. Therefore,
Nor can it carry the majestic power of the blue dragon..."
Mo Hua nodded slightly.
He knew things like bloodline well.
There are indeed many concerns about the physical body.
The dragon's power was unruly and violent, and with his powerful Taoist spiritual thoughts, he swallowed the dragon's soul forcefully, and it still felt like it was being torn apart.
But his mind is strong but his body is weak.
If he directly tattoos the Azure Dragon Formation on his body and uses his body to carry the violent power of the Azure Dragon,
I'm afraid that in an instant, everyone was torn apart.
"Then what?"
Mo Hua looked at the second elder. He knew that the second elder would not say such nonsense for no reason.
The second elder was silent for a moment. At the last moment, he was still warring between heaven and man, and he didn't know whether to speak out.
But his remnant soul is already slowly dying.
His legs had turned into powder, and his body began to fly away like dust.
The second elder sighed, finally accepting his fate, and said slowly: "I know a formation that should be more suitable for the little god."
Mo Hua's pupils shrank, "What formation?"
The second elder sighed: "This formation was found in the ancient times by a great shaman of my Dahuang clan, Zhu Zhu, who had a great cultivation level.
Formation."
"This kind of ancient formation, with its distorted formations and ancient barbarism, is not suitable for the monastic system of the Great Wilderness."
"Even this formation doesn't look like it's for human use."
"But this great witch, Zhu Senior, did not give up. He spent most of his life and studied painstakingly. Finally, relying on his outstanding monastic attainments, he used the framework of the Four Symbols Formation to recompile this ancient formation into one that can be integrated.
The four-image formation of the monk’s meridians and bones————.”
The more Mo Hua listened, the more frightened he became. He frowned and said, "You didn't lie to me?"
The second elder sighed: "When a person is about to die, why tell lies? What's more -" The second elder glanced at the ink painting with a hint of fear, "How can I dare to tell lies when the little god is here?"
Mo Hua looked at the second elder with deep eyes, saw through his soul, and made sure that he was not lying. Then he nodded slowly and asked:
"Then what is the name of this formation? What kind of four-elephant pattern is it? What grade is it?"
The second elder shook his head, "I don't know anything."
"You don't know?" Mo Hua's eyes darkened slightly.
The second elder said: "This formation is too different and too terrifying. It only existed in the hands of the great witch Zhu Zhu in the past."
"After the death of the Great Wizard Zhu, the Great Wilderness Imperial Court issued an imperial order to take away his position as the 'Great Wizard Zhu' and destroy all his handwriting. Not only did his tomb be destroyed, but this formation was also directly listed as a taboo and cannot be passed down forever."
"Therefore, I have never seen with my own eyes what the formation that the Great Witch Zhu has researched looks like."
The second elder sighed deeply.
Mo Hua frowned even more tightly, "You haven't seen it with your own eyes. Since this diagram has been banned, it is definitely not in your hands, so why do you want to trade it with me?"
The second elder's eyes were obscure, "Although this ancient formation diagram is not in my hands, I know where it is?"
Mo Hua raised his eyebrows, "Where is it?"
The second elder said: "It is in the hands of that traitor from my Dahuang clan."
Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat, "Mr. Tu?"
The second elder was a little surprised, and then nodded, "He walks outside under the pseudonym 'Mr. Tu'. Mo Hua frowned, "Then we must kill Mr. Tu to get the ancient formation map of this wilderness?"
Mr. Tu is at least an immortal, and is the closest servant of the evil god, so he must possess some of the evil god's supernatural powers.
A servant of the evil god in the realm of ascension.
Mo Hua wanted to kill him but didn't know how to kill him.
"No need." The second elder said.
Ink painting doubts,
"Isn't it in his hands? How can we get it without killing him?"
The second elder said: "It's in his hands, but he doesn't know where it is?"
The more Mo Hua listened, the more confused he became, "What do you mean?"
The second elder whispered: "Somewhere in Qianzhou, there is a forbidden place. In the forbidden place, there is a secret room. In the secret room, there is an altar. On the altar, there is a statue of an evil god with a human face, goat horns and white bones.
"
"This formation is engraved inside the statue of the evil god with a human face, ram's horns and white bones——
"The traitor doesn't know about this either. He is full of awe of that ancient evil thing and doesn't dare to touch the statue at all——...
Mo Hua was shocked in his heart.
Forbidden areas, altars, statues of evil gods with human faces, goat horns and white bones?
A map of ancient strange formations in the Great Wilderness?
Mo Hua looked at the second elder with some doubts, "Why do you know what Mr. Tu doesn't know?
"Because————" the second elder coughed, and his figure dimmed a little more, "I am more like this traitor.
I still live a long time. I have used the dragon bones to extend my life since a long time ago. Otherwise, I would have died long ago————”
"However, I am not willing to die as my wish has not come true.
"This matter of ancient formations is taboo in my wilderness. I didn't want to tell anyone at first, but I just met the little god..."
The second elder paused for a moment and did not say anything clearly. He only said, "After seeing the power of the little god, I just took the chance and used this ancient formation as a bargaining chip to make a deal with you, the little god————
I just ask you to protect me from the wilderness."
Mo Hua was a little touched in his heart, but he asked:
"You have told me all your secrets. If I don't fulfill the agreement and only go to find the formation without protecting your Great Wilderness bloodline, what can you do?"
Most of the remnant soul of the second elder has disappeared. Hearing this, he said with a bitter expression:
"As I said, I have no choice but to ask the little god just in case."
"If the little god takes action, the old man will be grateful. If he doesn't take action, the old man will have no complaints."
After the second elder finished speaking, his breath became weaker and weaker.
Mo Hua was silent for a moment and asked slowly: "Is it worth it for you to do all this?"
The second elder smiled slightly and said with firm eyes:
"I am a member of the Dahuang clan. I was born in the Dahuang, raised in the Dahuang, and learned the inheritance of Dahuang. Only then can I achieve this kind of cultivation. I should serve my Dahuang clan and die until I die—"
Mo Hua said nothing.
The remnant soul of the second elder has lost his legs and even half of his body, and has begun to turn into ashes. His face is also gradually blurring.
Maybe he knew that the real soul was about to disperse before his eyes. There was a trace of hope and longing in the old eyes of the second elder, looking at the ink painting with a slight humility.
Mo Hua sighed slightly, nodded and said:
"Okay, I promise you."
The second elder bowed his hands to Mo Hua one last time and said sincerely:
"May the little god have a boundless path and great blessings to the heavens!"
Then his wish was fulfilled, and his figure completely disappeared, turning into a wisp of flying ash and dissipating between heaven and earth.
Mo Hua looked at the disappearing figure of the second elder, his eyes flashed and his mood was a little complicated.
As the figure of the second elder disappeared, the Dragon Palace in the wilderness became completely silent.
All the great wilderness dragon ministers, without their loyal "monarch", all turned into blue smoke one by one and disappeared without a trace.
The dragon energy in the Dragon Palace also began to dissipate.
Mo Hua's figure also began to twist.
A force of repulsion descended on Mo Hua, seeming to drive him out completely as an "uninvited guest".
Mo Hua turned around and took one last look at the Dragon Palace, which was completely darkened with the death of the Dragon Emperor, and then his whole body,
also gradually disappeared.
There was a sudden spin and the scene was distorted.
When Mo Hua opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on the table where his disciples lived.
In front of him were the four-elephant demon pattern and the incomplete dragon pattern that he had deduced in half.
The dragon vein is at his fingertips.
What happened in the Damenglong Palace is still vivid in my mind.
Chapter completed!