"At this stage, it's not worth killing, and it's uncomfortable to abandon..."
At the current time, the Immortal Queen has not yet woken up, the old woodcutter is really chopping wood, and the underworld is digging for the Hades Emperor everywhere.
In the entire universe, except for the Emperor's Divine Court, no force can stand against the divine organization.
They have a quasi-emperor from the Nine Heavens who controls one-third of the Immortal Cauldron, and an unknown number of quasi-emperors under his command. They are terrifyingly powerful.
If it weren't for the Immortal Taoist who kept everything secret, the current heaven would really be no match for them.
"But it's not worth bothering my dad or the Immortal Taoist just for the sake of a few little ones..."
The Immortal Emperor's Nirvana has reached a critical stage, and the Immortal Taoist priests are also healing their wounds. Feng Jinghong doesn't want to bother them with this matter.
"Forget it, I'll play with you first!"
The reason why he set foot on the ancient road was to hone himself, and the divine organization with so many experts is definitely a good whetstone.
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In the beginning of the Demon Sea, densely packed aircraft and escape lights were rising and falling, and the children of the Mo family were responsible for their reception and management.
In order to cope with the current bad situation, the Mo family had to choose to recruit some interstellar pirates and mercenaries to increase their combat power, and the rewards offered were extremely generous.
There are secret books, ancient medicines, divine sources, and even evolutionary fluids they have preserved from ancient times!
But even so, there are very few masters who come to apply for jobs, and most of them are poor casual cultivators of low level.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Mo family's boat is about to capsize, and there is no hope of a comeback, so naturally they will not try to get on board at this time.
Not having the ancient sage was a flaw. The Zhao family's big shot could protect them for a while, but not for the rest of their lives.
Now, just the Zhou family and some small and medium-sized forces have pushed the Moh family to this level. And when their resources are almost exhausted, more tigers will come to grab food, and then the words of the big shot will have no effect.
Now all the powerful people and forces are waiting for the Mo family to show further weakness...
Mo Lan is the only daughter of Mo Yuan, the head of the Mo family. She is powerful, beautiful, and a gentle beauty. Although she is not as good as the starry pearls such as Fanxian and Qi Meng, she is also quite popular around Eternity.
Mo Yuan attached great importance to this recruitment and specially sent her to take charge of the matter.
Facts have proved that this trick is very effective. Many powerful young people come to apply for the job behind the back of the clan, hoping to take advantage of this opportunity to win the heart of a beautiful woman.
Standing in front of Mo Lan at this time was a young master from the Brahma tribe in heaven, named Fan Huang. His ability to kill the sixth level of the Dao was extremely conspicuous among a group of applicants who had just broken through to the third level of the Immortal. He stood out from the crowd.
"Don't worry, Fairy Lan, I will protect you even if I am shattered to pieces!" Fan Huang looked at Mo Lan affectionately.
"Mo Lan thanks Mr. Fan for your kindness! Please take a seat in the back." Mo Lan bowed slightly and saluted, revealing the fair skin under his long neck, which made Fan Huang's throat go dry.
He swallowed quietly, and instead of going to the back camp, he walked to stand behind Mo Lan:
"There's a mixed bag of fish and dragons here, so I'll stay here to protect Fairy Lan's safety!"
Mo Lan's beauty wrinkled slightly, but she didn't say anything. Fan Huang was not only powerful, but also a direct descendant of the Brahma clan. Under the current situation, such a person must be won over.
Seeing that Mo Lan had no objection, Fan Huang's eyes flashed with pride, and he raised his chin at the other applicants, which made several other people with the same purpose feel angry.
"Next person!"
People are signing up one after another. After registering their identity information, they enter the back camp and wait for arrangements.
At this moment, the crowd stirred, and a tall man in black with a rough and domineering face stepped forward, his violent and powerful aura directly cutting a path through the crowd.
"Behead the seventh level!" Mo Lan's eyes flashed with surprise, while Fan Huang raised his eyebrows warily, staring at the man with slight hostility.
"Name?" asked the registered Mohist disciple.
"Megatron!" The man in black's voice sounded domineering.
"This name... is crazy!" a group of people murmured.
"Cultivation level?" the registered disciple asked formulaically.
"The third and seventh level of immortality."
"From which force?"
"Rogue cultivator!"
The person who registered frowned: "Then which ancient star are you from?"
Megatron's words were still simple: "Cybertron!"
The registered disciples and others were stunned. Is there such a planet in the Eternal Star Territory?
Mo Lan was the quickest to react. She moved forward lightly and asked:
"Fellow Taoist is an ascetic monk from outside the territory?"
Even when facing a beauty like Mo Lan, Megatron looked cold:
"good!"
The crowd was in an uproar. There were very few ascetics who could come to the Eternal Star Territory, and there were even fewer who were safe and sound when they got here, and who were not arrested by major powers to draw blood for experiments.
Such people are all extremely talented and powerful.
There was a bit of joy in Mo Lan's eyes. Compared with the local masters, the ascetic monks from outside the territory were more reliable. After all, their identities determined that they could not participate in this feast of carving up the Moh family. It didn't matter which side they worked for.
"Fellow Taoist, please!" Mo Lan personally led Megatron to the back camp. This treatment immediately made many people jealous.
Fan Huang clenched his fists, but was careful not to stir up trouble rashly, and followed him into the back camp.
"I wonder if you can fly mechas and aircraft?" Mo Lan asked as he walked.
Megatron's answer was still simple: "Yes!"
Mo Lan nodded and took Megatron to a square where there were numerous aircraft and combat mechas.
Mo Lan pointed at the square and said: "With your Taoist cultivation, you can choose an aircraft and a combat mecha!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Megatron walking straight to a huge black mecha, patting the mecha's thick metal leg and saying, "I want this!"
This mecha has a tall and wild appearance, half taller than most mechas. There are only three such mechas in the huge square.
Mo Lan hurriedly came up and persuaded: "Wait a minute, fellow Taoist, this is a semi-saint-level mecha. Only those who are at the ninth level of Dao Slayer can exert its power. You'd better choose another one."
Megatron frowned, but did not give up: "Who is its pilot?"
"It's me!" A gray-haired old man walked over quickly, stopped in front of Megatron, and stared at him with cold eyes: "Do you have any opinions?"
"Hello, Third Grandpa!" Mo Lan stepped forward to greet him.
"Grandpa Third, don't be angry. He is a combatant I just recruited. He is an ascetic monk from outside the territory. He does not know the qualifications to use our mechas. You should not be familiar with him."
"Oh? Ascetic monk?" The gray-haired old man looked more curious in his eyes. He stared at Megatron again and again, and finally said:
"Since that's the case, forget it. Just choose one of those ordinary mechas. You can't control these three mechas!"
The old man is the third elder of the Mo family. He is a strong man at the pinnacle of the Dao. He has initially touched the threshold of the holy realm. If he takes a step further, he will become a semi-saint.
He and the other two are responsible for recruiting people to guard the place to prevent enemy attacks or troubles. In the future, these recruited people will also be under his command.
Although the Mo family showed an attitude of being eager for talents, after all, the people they recruited were outsiders, so they still had to be led by people from their own clan to feel at ease.
He originally thought that Megatron was an unruly troublemaker, and wanted to use him to scare the monkeys, but since Mo Lan said that he was just an ascetic from outside the world who had never seen the world, then forget it.
However, what the old man never expected was that even though he wanted to forget it, the ascetic monk refused.
I saw the young man named Megatron pointing at him and looking at Mo Lan: "I'll beat him up, and this mecha will be mine, okay?"