(Chapter 1, brothers, the climax has been constant recently, give me some support, click, send flowers, subscribe, come on!) Chapter 288: The Lord of Xiaoqian, boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
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The entire Mo City was trembling. The Mohist Imperial City, which was originally rooted in the ground, rose from the ground. Countless earth and rocks burst out, and an abundant spiritual energy shot straight up into the sky and penetrated into the Mohist Imperial City.
Ninety percent of the people in Mo City had been relocated. Su Ruoxie's pupils shrank to the size of sharp needles and he shouted:
"The Tyrannosaurus Army led the people of Mo City to withdraw from Mo City."
There is an extremely abundant and rich vein of spiritual jade in the Imperial City of the Mohists. Su Ruoxie's perception of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth covers thousands of miles, and he can clearly feel that under the entire Mo City, there is a large vein of spiritual jade extending in all directions.
"Ruoxie, Mo City is known as the number one city in the Little Thousand World. It is the Mohist temple that is equivalent to an army of millions. It is not a false reputation. Be careful." Mo Yan's eyes flashed, thinking about whether to do it or not.
Detonate the entire Lingyu vein in Mo City.
The Mohist organization, no matter how vicious, terrifying or terrifying the organization, will leave a thin line. On the one hand, it is to prevent outsiders from gaining access to it and destroying it. On the other hand, it is because all organizations, whether alive or dead, can be cracked.
There is no dead end in the way.
Su Ruoxie nodded, and he could naturally clearly feel that Mo City had formed a field invisibly. The power of this field did not have any means of defense, but as long as it was within this field, the ground
The endless stream of spiritual jade underneath will turn into the purest energy and become the energy power of the entire Mohist temple. It goes without saying that it is terrifying.
The weakness of the Mohist Temple is the last resort in the secret room of the Sixth Prince's Mansion, which is to completely detonate the jade veins underground and make the entire Mo City disappear between heaven and earth. But if you really do that, you will become the Lord of the Demon Realm.
It would be meaningless, or everything would have to be started all over again. When the time comes, the political power will be unstable and it will be easily annexed. The reason why the Mohist family has been able to stand for thousands of years is because of this last magical power.
"Let's go back to our sect and gather the elites." The Gandharva Holy Mother, Yu Bingxin, and the music master who had been silent suddenly spoke.
Mo Yan waved his arm and cut off his voice:
"No need. The Mohist Temple treats millions of people just like one person. Don't add fearless casualties. If Xuanwu, Qinglong, and Ruoxie can't break through the Mohist Temple, even if more people from the six demon sects come to die in vain, I believe
The Holy Mother knows better than I do."
The breath of the Holy Mother Gandharva was stagnant. It was indeed the case. Otherwise, how could the Six Paths of Demons be restrained by the Mohist family? After all these years, it was finally on par with the Mohist dynasty.
"The attack range of the Mohist Temple is only a hundred miles around Mo City and cannot go out of Mo City. This is also the shortcoming of the Mohist Temple. Use your own strengths to attack the other's weaknesses. If you don't know what to do, what can you do?" Mo Yan looked at Su.
Ruoxie, the Mohist temple is in the startup stage at this time, Mo Yan is not worried, the person who controls the Mohist temple is definitely Mo Wu. If it were a person who is proficient in the Mohist temple, Mo Yan would have already let people escape from Mo city.
"One is to invade the interior. Even with my strength, if the interior is prepared, as long as there are hundreds of emperor-level figures, I am afraid it will be difficult for me to compete. Unless I have the internal distribution map of the Mohist temple and the information of all major institutions.
The only way to crack it is to break through the superficial restrictions of the Mohist temple."
"The other is to fight a war of attrition, so that the power of the entire Lingyu mine in Mo City is exhausted. If this is the case, it is not impossible. I am afraid that by then, the holy war will have already begun... So we must fight quickly, and then send troops to the ancient battlefield. , to stop the jihad..."
Su Ruoxie's words and sentences are like the collision of gold and jade, and the jade beads falling on the plate, crisp and clear, and a selfless literary spirit radiates out.
The Holy Mother Gandharva glanced at Su Ruoxie and said hoarsely:
"Stop the holy war? Although you are an evil sage, trying to stop the sworn blood feud between Tao, demon and monster for thousands of years is simply a fantasy. As long as the war starts, the hatred will continue from generation to generation, Xiao Qian The common people of the world are already full of hatred. The mutual hatred between the three realms of Taoism, Demons and Demons cannot be solved by you, an evil sage, by explaining it. Even if people from major aristocratic families can agree, these people may not agree."
The music master nodded and said:
"The Holy Mother is right. The strength of these people is not high. At most, they are only at the division level, master level, and grand master level. They all rely on their own strength to reach this level of strength, just to one day be able to kill Eliminate all enemies in the three realms."
"All aristocratic families and religions use them to carry out blood sacrifices and ascend, but they add hatred to warriors from all walks of life who were also used. It is indeed a kind of sadness, but I will still stop it, and I will create a new small world. Qian World, Mo Yan will be the new Lord of Xiao Qian." Su Ruoxie said clearly, her tone full of determination and confidence.
Mo Yan's heart was shocked, he glanced at Su Ruoxie, his breathing became rapid and heavy, and he said in a deep voice:
"I will be the master of this little thousand!"
"Hahaha? Lord Xiaoqian, you are wishful thinking. You, the monarch and his ministers, really like to talk nonsense. Su Ruoxie, even if you are a sage, don't forget that you are all ministers of my Mo family. How dare you rebel and rebel?" Wu's voice rang out from the Mohist Temple and came rolling in.
"I am a minister of the hundreds of millions of people in the Xiaoqian world, not a minister of the Mo family. If one day, Mo Yan is not wise enough to become the leader of Xiaoqian, I will not hesitate to let him step down. The ancient sages and emperors are fatuous and incompetent. All Tao can be abolished. What I, Su Ruoxie, want to create is a human Tao that transcends the ancient times. Who can stop me?" Su Ruoxie picked up the Hongru pen in his hand and said impassionedly.
Yu Bingxin looked up at Su Ruoxie. The one who was once only a very weak existence has become so powerful and great in front of her eyes. This kind of stature can only make her look up. She chose to withdraw from the relationship with her at the beginning. Yinmeng's competition is because in her life, she can only have one man who can be with her. She does not have Yinmeng's girlish feelings, that kind of moth's impulse to fly into the flame, so her reason makes her leave. Bing Xin didn't have any regrets. Seeing the person she once liked turned into such a person, Yu Bingxin felt a little moved in her heart. As long as he is good, that's enough, isn't it?
"That's right, if I can't become the master of the small world, I should abdicate. Mo Wu, you and I are brothers. You ignored the three principles and five permanent principles, killed your brothers, destroyed the principles of the court, and controlled the ministers. You deserve death. Today I, Mo, say I will kill you, the unkind, unjust, unfaithful and unfilial person." Mo Yan had an aura of ninety-five dragon power emanating from his body, giving him the image of a true emperor.
"Mo Yan, you are looking for death." Mo Wu, who controls the entire Mohist temple, has extremely keen perception. He can see Mo Yan and Su Ruoxie, and he can also feel this aura, this majesty.
, even he and Mo Yan's father, the previous generation of demon kings, did not have such courage. Such courage made him instinctively feel uncomfortable and deeply jealous.
I saw the Mohist temple in the sky, and the extra stone walls exploded. Buildings measuring tens to hundreds of feet exploded and fell down, smashing the houses and buildings in all directions of Mo City into pieces.
If Mo Yan hadn't had the foresight, I don't know how many civilians would have been killed.
The entire Mohist temple was pitch black, click, click, click, click, click... Suddenly, deep black holes appeared on the surface of the Mohist temple. Mo Yan's pupils shrank and he shouted:
"Be careful to avoid..."
Yunhuang grabbed Mo Yan and flew up. Su Ruoxie grabbed the Hongru pen and stared at the Mohist temple, accompanied by Mo Wu's hysterical laughter:
"Hahaha, let's all die. You can't even become the Lord of the Demon World. Why do you want to be the Lord of Xiaoqian?"
The dense, sharp sound of breaking wind makes people feel chills in the spine, and the rain of spears and arrows. Every shot and every arrow contains the power to kill a great martial arts master. The tips of the spears and arrows are all tempered.
Full of poison, strands of cold light filled the sky, sweeping in like a mighty storm. Su Ruoxie quickly protected the Gandharva Holy Mother, Yu Bingxin, and the music master, and said hurriedly:
"Quickly exit Mo City."
Holy Gandharva, Yu Bingxin, and the Musician looked at the rain of arrows shooting from the sky, covering dozens of miles in radius. They were within the range, and a breath burst out from the three of them, preparing to resist.
At this moment, suddenly a black shadow, like a giant wall reaching the sky, blocked in front of everyone. Xuan Mo's huge body stood upright, blocking the forest of swords, guns and swords that covered dozens of miles.
He came down and laughed naively:
"Giggle, gurgle, I'm so itchy, old turtle. It's been a long time since anyone came to scratch my itch, old turtle..."
The sound of intensive collisions was heard, and countless spears and arrows were seen smashing into the Xuanwu breastplate without leaving even a scratch. Mo Wu, who controlled the Mohist temple, was shocked and angry that the Xuanwu beast was so terrifying.
Mo Yan opened his mouth like a hippopotamus yawning. For the first time, he saw how terrifying the defensive power of the Xuanwu Divine Beast was. No wonder that Xuanwu Mountain is known as the No. 1 mountain in the Little Thousand World. The books passed down say that the Xuanwu Divine Beast's power seems to be beyond
It seems that it is not unreasonable to kill all the sacred beasts. With such a dense burst of fire, even a Martial Emperor would be shot into a sieve if he was caught off guard. However, this Xuanwu Divine Beast did not leave even a scratch.
, so terrifying?
"I don't believe that a mere Xuanwu beast can withstand our Mohist temple!" Mo Wu roared, his eyes turned red, and he shouted: "Mo Fist Transformation!"