As soon as Mojincheng was about to fly out of the altar, he was bounced back by the restriction of the altar and landed on the altar again.
At this time, the Holy Spirit's Veins and Holy Spirit's Qi above the Cangqiong Dao Palace rolled down and poured into the large array of the altar. Suddenly, the large array of light vibrated, and heavy restricted forces blasted towards the Demon City. The Demon City could not avoid it. , screaming.
Huang Xiaolong looked at the disheveled Mo Jucheng and said coldly: "Mo Jucheng, I advise you to settle down, so that you can suffer less!"
These days, Mojue City was suppressed by Huang Xiaolong in the Cangqiong Dao Palace, and was bombarded day and night by the Cangqiong Dao Palace's large formations. It was miserable. Although it was not worse than death, it was not much worse.
"Huang Xiaolong, when I get out, I will make you suffer a hundred times a thousand times more than I am now!" Demon City glared at Huang Xiaolong.
Huang Xiaolong sneered: "Demon City, do you think you can still go out? Are you still dreaming of going out?"
Mo Juecheng's face was ugly. Although he still had a glimmer of hope left, he had to admit that his hope of escaping from the Cangqiong Dao Palace was extremely slim, so slim that it was almost hopeless.
"You can consider working for me and being my slave." Huang Xiaolong then said coldly: "Perhaps, I can let you out."
Although Demon City is not Huang Xiaolong’s enemy with one punch, it is still a late fourth-level ancestor. Being able to subdue such a being will still have some effect on Huang Xiaolong.
When Mo Juancheng heard this, he laughed loudly: "Work for you? Be your slave?"
"Huang Xiaolong, are you awake? Or are you daydreaming too much? Do you think I will agree?"
There was a kind of anger, a kind of shame, and a kind of violent murderous intention in the heart of Mojue City.
He is a majestic fourth-level late-stage master of the ancestor, and has been intimidating Jiehe for countless billions of years. Wherever he goes, countless strong men from Jiehe are prostrate on the ground, and Huang Xiaolong actually wants him to be his slave!
This made him so angry that he wanted to tear Huang Xiaolong to pieces.
However, he looked at the restrictions around the altar and still held back.
At this time, Long Jianfei opened his mouth and said: "Mojin City, if you can serve the young master, it will be your blessing. In the Tuo Sacred World, many high-ranking ancestors also work for the powerful Dao Lord. The young master will definitely be able to do so in the future." To become a Taoist, you may even be more than just a Taoist." Having said this, he paused and said: "Let me tell you, our young master is the son of Creation and has the blood of the Creation Yellow Dragon. Once his identity is exposed, let alone the ancestor. Otherwise, many Taoists will flock to serve him!"
When Long Jianfei said that Huang Xiaolong was the son of creation, his face was extremely serious.
But when Mo Juicheng heard this, he burst out laughing: "Long Jianfei, you are also a fifth-level master of the ancestors, and you actually recognized a boy from the holy realm as your young master? You actually worked for Huang Xiaolong as a slave, you are completely embarrassed. The face of our ancestors! What’s even more ridiculous is that you actually made up the excuse of being the son of creation!”
"You think I, a three-year-old child, would believe your ridiculous and ignorant words!"
Mojue City did not hide the contempt in his heart, with a mocking look on his face.
Long Jianfei wanted to say more, but Huang Xiaolong shook his hand, then looked at Mojin City and said coldly: "You still have time to think about it, but the time for you to think about it will not be too long. I will soon be able to break through the ancestor. Once I Breaking through the ancestor can kill the existence of the ancestor. At that time, if you want to surrender again, do you think you still have a chance?"
Huang Xiaolong didn't wait for Demon City to speak, so he let the altar re-enter the underground of Cang Qiong Dao Palace, and then asked Cang Qiong Dao Palace to activate the altar ban and continue bombarding Demon City.
Under the Cangqiong Dao Palace, the screams of Mojue City rang out.
Huang Xiaolong flicked his hand to block out the sound.
In fact, for Huang Xiaolong, it is good that Demon City is effective, but it does not matter if it is not effective. When he breaks through the realm of the ancestors, he can devour and refine Demon City’s Dao Soul Dao Body.
Huang Xiaolong has a feeling that when he breaks through the ancestor, the soul and body will transform again. At that time, he will be able to swallow the existence of the ancestor.
Of course, not yet.
Afterwards, Huang Xiaolong sped up his journey to Cangqiong Dao Palace and quickly returned to Yifu.
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In the main hall of Yi Mansion, Mo Zhi and Long Shengtian looked ugly.
Above the main hall, there are two rows of the great ancestors who came after hearing the news, no more, no less, seventeen in total!
After these ancestors arrived, they were not polite and directly asked about the tree of the avenue and the fruit of the avenue. Yuan Baifei, the ancestor of the Wanyuan tribe, even spoke directly, saying that the tree of the avenue is shared by foreign lands and should not be used by foreign lands. What is appropriated as one's own should be taken out and shared equally with all ethnic groups.
Long Shengtian sneered when he heard this: "Yuan Baifei, according to what you said, your Wanyuan Clan's Origin Avenue Stone must also be taken out. Things like this Origin Avenue Stone should also be shared by foreign lands and should not be used according to law." If you have it for yourself, why don’t you, the Wanyuan Clan, take it out and share it with other tribes?”
But Yuan Qianxing, who was sitting next to Yuan Baifei, smiled and said: "The stone of the original avenue has little effect on the ancestors, so how can it be compared with the tree of the avenue? It is said that if a strong person in the ancestor realm can sit cross-legged under the tree of the avenue, In cultivation, with the help of the tree of the avenue to absorb the power of the avenue, you can get twice the result with half the effort, and your cultivation speed will be greatly increased. Such treasures should be kept by the virtuous, instead of being left idle in the forbidden area by our foreign government and wasting away the natural resources!"
Long Shengtian sneered and said: "Since you said that the Origin Avenue Stone has little effect on the ancestors, then it is useless to keep this kind of thing in your Wanyuan Clan. Why not take it out and give it to others to use."
"The Avenue Tree is the result of our palace master's hard work. You want us to give it away, which is impossible!"
Long Shengtian glanced at the ancestors of all parties coldly and spoke firmly.
"The tree of the avenue, the foreign government must hand it over today even if it doesn't want to!" At this time, a cold voice sounded, and an old man in black robes walked in from outside the main hall.
Seeing this old man, many of the ancestors sitting there quickly stood up.
"Finding old age!"
The person coming is none other than Ming Lao!
Even Long Shengtian, who had spoken resolutely just now, also changed his expression when he saw the old man.
Mozhi stared at Ming Lao: "It turns out that Ming Lao has arrived!"
In the entire foreign land, no one dares to say that they ignore this mysterious old man, even Mo Zhi, who has broken through the sixth level of the ancestor and is the master of the foreign palace.
Meng Lao chuckled, his voice a little sinister: "Boy Mozhi, I haven't seen you for many years, your strength has improved a lot."
No one among the ancestors thought it was inappropriate to hear Meng Lao call Mo Zhi a boy. In the foreign land, Meng Lao had the highest ranking, and he was the same as Cangqiong Old Man in the holy world. Mo Zhi was also his descendant.
"How could Mo Zhi's strength be in the eyes of an old man?" Mo Zhiqian said.
"Boy Mozhi, we don't have to be polite here. Since I'm here, you should know the reason for my coming." Meng Lao's eyes flashed red: "Hand over the tree of the avenue. As for the fruit of the avenue, you can keep it in the other house. Three!"