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Chapter 399 Suppression of Morosh

Chapter 399: Suppressing Morosh, second update!)

Morosh has long been coveting the wealth of the South China Sea. This guy is a bandit and will never buy anything he can rob. Moreover, he is also a near-god expert and has huge requirements for divine gold and divine materials. He plans to refine his own

Treasure of the gods.<-》

Therefore, the emperor made a calculation. If the god of the South China Sea dies, Morosh will definitely be unable to sit still, and no one can stop him.

The only one who can stop him is the Patriarch of Nanhai, the god.

Over the South China Sea, Morosh had just grabbed the South China Sea Yutai from the bottom of the sea. Suddenly, the sky changed drastically. The entire sky suddenly became dark, with dark clouds thousands of miles away, and the sound was scary.

The sky suddenly opened, and a skinny hand reached down from mid-air, covering thousands of miles, and grabbed Morosh.

"Bold maniacs, dare to loot my dojo, do you think I'm dead?" A voice was like thunder, rolling in the air, shaking countless people staggering, falling from the air, and falling into the sea with a thud.

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Morosh was stunned and lost his voice: "Old Nanhai ghost, you are not dead yet? Impossible. Your jade platform fell into the sea. It is obvious that your magic weapon cannot sense your breath... He killed it!"

He suddenly woke up and roared: "Who plotted against me?"

boom!

The skinny big hand spread its five fingers and covered Morosh in the palm of his hand. Morosh roared and waved a five-color giant hammer to greet it crazily. Bang, bang, bang, loud noises came and hit the big hand, but this palm

It was just shaking slightly, but it didn't pause at all. It had already withstood all his attacks.

Countless paths burst out from this palm, intertwined and turned into countless chains, binding Morosh tightly. The five fingers fell down and turned into a huge cage, carrying Morosh crashing to the bottom of the sea.

Wow——

The South China Sea Jade Platform rose into the sky again, rising from the bottom of the sea, and then stayed in mid-air.

The god of the South China Sea suppressed Morosh with a palm. Morosh roared and struggled endlessly in the cage on the seabed, but he was still unable to break free of the chains that Dao had turned into. He only heard a cold and old voice coming from mid-air.

He came and said: "I think you are about to become a god. I am in trouble in the Xuanming Yuan Realm. You are still useful. Let me let you live first. Death sin can be avoided, but living sin cannot be escaped. When the disaster comes, I will let you go."

"Old ghost from Nanhai, it was my fault. I shouldn't have had any evil thoughts about your dojo!"

Morosh roared loudly and shouted: "It's just that someone plotted against me. I thought you were dead, so I planned to loot your dojo! Let me out!"

The hand has been retracted, and the voice has disappeared.

In the Xuantian Holy Sect, Jiang Nan felt a deep chill in his heart and glanced at the Taihuang Ancestor, only to feel that the Taihuang Ancestor had become extremely terrifying at this moment.

It is a well-known fact that the founder of Nanhai is about to expire. Almost everyone knows about it. Many people are waiting for the death of this god. Many people are thinking about Nanhai's astonishing wealth.

However, as long as the founder of Nanhai is alive, no one will dare to touch him. In history, there have been famous sects who had evil thoughts about Nanhai, but the founder of Nanhai directly wiped out this sect from the world with a single blow.

This time, the Emperor played a little trick and suppressed the Nanhai Jade Platform with all his strength. He pushed the jade platform into the sea, making people mistakenly think that the founder of Nanhai had died and was heading west, yin

*Morosh came out to loot the wealth of the South China Sea.

Morosh is one of the three most powerful men in the world. Others cannot do anything to Nanhai, but he can easily do it.

But what he never expected was that the founder of Nanhai was still here at this moment, and the Emperor just used Emperor Zun☆Wuxianghuang to suppress his strongest opponent with a little trick!

Among the Holy Sect, Jiang Nan and Xi Yingqing fell silent. They had guessed the Emperor's methods before he took action, but they were unable to warn Morosh. They could only watch as Morosh was slapped by the Nanhai Patriarch.

repression.

From the beginning to the end, the Emperor never found anyone to join forces, nor did he humble himself and ask for help. Indeed, as he said, it was easy for him to deal with Morosh.

Morosh has gone, and the alliance between Xi Yingqing and him has been broken. From then on, Xi Yingqing is left to face the Taihuang Ancestor alone.

"My father-in-law is unparalleled in his resourcefulness, and my son-in-law admires him." Xi Yingqing sighed.

"Intelligence is resourcefulness, strength is strength."

The Taihuang Ancestor smiled and said: "Yingqing, I can't wait too long. You'd better choose a good and auspicious day to take the initiative to find me and challenge me. If you take the initiative to challenge me, after I kill you, you still won't bear the burden of killing me."

You are reviled by your colleagues, and after you die, others will still say that you overestimate your capabilities and even want to kill your father-in-law. Our Taixuan Saint Sect is still the right way in the world, so it is natural for me to annex your Xuantian Saint Sect."

"I hope you won't keep me waiting too long." He smiled happily.

Jiang Nan said in a seductive voice: "Ancestor Taihuang, now is the autumn of troubled times, the Guangwu Period is approaching, and there are demon gods in the sun, and the world of Yinglong also wants to invade. Why can't we wait for a while and eradicate the foreign enemies first?"

“In order to fight against foreign aggression, we must first settle within.”

The Taihuang Ancestor smiled slightly, stood up and floated away, smiling: "Besides, whether other people are dead or alive, what does it have to do with me? I just want to become a god."

Jiang Nan watched him leave and turned to look at Xi Yingqing. He now fully understood why Xi Yingqing told him to pass the throne to him and to protect the Xuantian Holy Sect from being destroyed.

The Emperor was so terrifying. His mind was so terrifying that it was inhuman. He had no weaknesses. But on the contrary, Xi Yingqing had weaknesses.

Everyone in the Xuantian Holy Sect is Xi Yingqing's weakness. The life and death of the Xuantian Holy Sect is also his weakness, and his wife and his son are his weaknesses even more.

His feelings became his fetters, preventing him from returning to a pure and innocent state.

But the Emperor has none of these. If necessary, he can even kill his daughter Mu Wanqing and his grandson, just to attack Xi Yingqing.

His words before leaving did not mention threats, but if Xi Yingqing did not do what he said, Mu Wanqing and their children would probably die.

He had no idea how to deal with such a strong man without any weaknesses or flaws.

The Emperor was even more terrifying than some of the gods and demons he encountered, and his state of mind was invincible!

If you are an enemy of such a peerless strong man, you will even be suppressed by him and collapse!

Jiang Nan now finally understood how much pressure Xi Yingqing had to bear.

"Zichuan, please go out, I need Emperor Zun☆Wu Xianghuang to be quiet."

Xi Yingqing's expression was dull, and she suddenly smiled and said: "As the next head coach, you will be under greater pressure than me in the future."

Jiang Nan silently took out hundreds of millions of kilograms of magic spirit liquid and handed it to Xi Yingqing. He stood up and walked out of the hall. When he looked back, he saw that Xi Yingqing was much more haggard than before, and she looked a little thin.

"Headmaster, you don't want to die..."

"I would rather you become another emperor..."

In the main hall, Xi Yingqing sat in silence for a long time, sighed, quietly got up and came to Chunyang Hall, stretched out her hand, and the secret realm was opened.

He walked into this secret realm and stood in front of a stone cliff without moving for a long time. What was engraved on that stone cliff was the Xuandu Book of Forgetting Love and the Emperor's inner thoughts that he and Jiang Nan had deduced.

To practice or not to practice?

If he practices, he will become like the Emperor, who will no longer have any feelings for anyone or anything. His wife, his wife, his senior brothers and sisters, his disciples, everything about him will be in his possession.

He no longer has any status in his heart, and those people he used to care about will become tools in his heart, tools that can be used. If he pays a certain price, he will not mind their life or death.

In that case, Xi Yingqing would no longer be Xi Yingqing, but another emperor.

If he did not practice, his state of mind would be broken, he would be unable to be impeccable, and would no longer be invincible. Facing the Grand Ancestor, his chances of winning were really slim, and it could be said that he would definitely die.

After his death, Jiangnan may not be able to shoulder the important task of revitalizing the Holy Sect. He can imagine how much pressure Jiangnan will face, with dozens of holy places eyeing the annexation of the Taixuan Holy Sect.

This is a vast catastrophe, a catastrophe, and the 300,000-year inheritance of the Holy Sect will no longer exist!

"Are you going to abandon all emotions and become another emperor?"

He thought of Mu Wanqing's figure, the infant child, and the vivid figures of the Xuantian Holy Sect, and there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

Immediately, the scene from that year reappeared in front of his eyes. The kind old man asked him to kneel down and accept the position of the leader of the Xuantian Holy Sect. He smiled and stroked his head and said to him that I want to go out to serve the Holy Sect.

You strive for a hundred years of time.

Then the old man never came back, and only the news of his death came.

The look in Xi Yingqing's eyes gradually settled down, becoming like dead wood.

"The Grand Ancestor Tai Huang left me a period of time. This period of time is my chance to turn defeat into victory!"

He closed the secret realm and sat down in the secret realm. In front of him was the cliff with the Xuandu Wangqing Heavenly Book engraved on it.

Jiang Nan was sitting alone on the roof of Leader Peak Cuiyun Palace. The strong wind blew and his clothes rustled. The emperor broke the situation and Xi Yingqing fell into the situation. Facing a terrifying opponent like the emperor, Xi Yingqing had a very high chance of death.

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"The only way to break the situation is to rescue Brother Moro and let the Grand Ancestor throw the rat weapon into a deadlock again!"

Jiang Nan's eyes flashed, his clothes suddenly shook, he stood up and drifted away, heading straight to the South China Sea.

At this moment, the South China Sea is littered with corpses, the jade platform is sinking, the death of the founder of the South China Sea, and the looting of the South China Sea's wealth seem to be just a farce, a farce secretly directed by the great ancestor.

But the tragic deaths of tens of thousands of monks showed that this farce was not fun.

Jiangnan went straight to the bottom of the sea. Wherever he passed, the water automatically separated. When he came to the place where Morosh was suppressed, he saw a huge cage sinking on the bottom of the sea. Morosh's body was covered with chains formed by the Tao, and his limbs were spread out.

Trapped in a cage.

The cage was also formed by the Tao, in the shape of five fingers, and trapped Morosh here.

"Brother, you came to see me..."

Morosh raised his head, anger welling up in his eyes, and roared: "Someone is plotting against me. It's probably the Emperor's man. He must have secretly sank Nanhai Yutai, so I was fooled!"

Jiang Nan shouted low, unfolded the Demon Clock Overlord's body, with three arms on three sides, took out eight geomagnetic axes, stepped forward and said: "Brother Moro, don't worry, I will rescue you right now!"

"Absolutely not! This cage is not made of divine gold, but the magic power of the old ghost from the South China Sea. If you touch it, it will shatter you!"

Morosh was surprisingly calm and said: "This god is not an ordinary god. He is terrifyingly powerful. Even if the emperor comes, he will not be able to break this cage."

(To be continued)


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