It has been recorded very early that Canglong Cave has existed for hundreds of thousands of years, and no animal can absorb the weirdness inside, let alone explore its secrets.
Even the emperor dare not go deep, but the Supreme can go deep for a short time, but that is only short-lived.
Therefore, there are no ferocious beasts in Canglong Cave. To be precise, there are no animals. Only a few extremely rare plants grow here. These plants absorb the white mist and grow up, and possess extremely special medicinal properties.
Since there were only three people who entered the depths of Canglong Cave, and since Mo Xuan went after Mo Tian, there should be nothing here. So what happened to this golden dragon?
What's going on with this terrible force of oppression?
Jin Long's eyes flashed with mischief, obviously he was here to deal with him.
"Not good." In an instant, Xue Tianjiao seemed to have thought of something, his expression changed drastically, and he practiced the magic circle without hesitation to protect himself.
boom.
The golden dragon struck Xue Tianjiao. Although the magic circle eliminated many attacks, Xue Tianjiao still flew out, covering a hundred meters.
"Aren't you going to fight me? I'm already here, let's fight."
Transformed into a golden dragon, one blow was so effective. Mo Tian was also quite satisfied. This trip was so worth it.
Xue Tianjiao guessed that the golden dragon might have been transformed by Mo Tian, but guessing and truly confirming it were two different things. Xue Tianjiao had always been very proud. His bloodline was very special. It was fused with the strange energy in the white mist, and it was vaguely improved a lot.
He felt that even if Mo Tian had special blood in his body, he couldn't compare to him.
But the moment the golden dragon appeared, his bloodline was instinctively afraid, which shocked him. Is such a terrifying bloodline not as good as Mo Tian's bloodline?
"Mo Tian, you, how could you become like this?" Xue Tianjiao was shocked.
"First of all, I want to thank you. If you hadn't absorbed the weirdness in the white mist from the outside, how could I have absorbed the essence of the ancient god's blood in the white mist like a bargain? Without gradual absorption, it would naturally be difficult to achieve this.
One step." Mo Tian didn't hide it, he wanted to see how Xue Tianjiao would react when he knew the truth.
Sure enough, after hearing that Mo Tian's achievements actually had his own merits, Mo Tian secretly took away his own merits, and after becoming stronger, he used them to deal with himself. Such funny things, and all kinds of past events came to mind, and Xue Tianjiao felt
There was a turbulence in his body, a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out of his mouth, and his face turned pale.
This guy's Taoist mind is pretty good, and he didn't collapse in an instant, leading to mental disorder, and then going back to being possessed by demons.
But Mo Tian, the needle in Xue Tianjiao's heart, has become more and more eye-catching. As long as Mo Tian is alive, this gap will always exist.
"For the sake of your pity, I will spare your life." Mo Tian wanted to kill Xue Tianjiao directly, but the Supreme's ability was still extremely terrifying.
It just hit Xue Tianjiao and caused a wave. Mo Xuan had already sensed it and was about to rush over, so there was no chance to take action.
Almost as soon as Mo Tian's golden body disappeared, Mo Xuan came back. Looking at Xue Tianjiao, who was pale and had blood stains on the corners of his mouth, his face looked very ugly.
"Why did this bastard come here?" Mo Xuan didn't understand. Even if that palm couldn't kill Mo Tian, it was enough to severely damage him. At this time, escaping was the first priority, and he actually came to trouble Xue Tianjiao.
But he quickly thought of another problem. Even if Mo Tian was still alive, he must have been seriously injured. Xue Tianjiao couldn't beat Mo Tian and even activated the magic circle.
"Master Xue, are you okay?" Mo Xuan stepped forward to help and comfort her, but she was greeted by Xue Tianjiao's cold gaze, and Xue Tianjiao said: "Are you a waste?"
Are you a waste?
waste?
The dignified and quasi-supreme person was actually accused of being a trash by someone in person. For a moment, Mo Xuan was not angry, but surprised. Most people had been respectful to him for many years, but someone dared to call him a trash.
"Dignified Supreme, you went after a fourth-level existence, but you actually let him run away. What are you if you're not a waste?"
At first, Mo Xuan thought she didn't hear clearly.
Even if it was really what Xue Tianjiao said, they were just angry words spoken without thinking after being hit.
But now, when the word "waste" came out clearly, Mo Xuan was dumbfounded.
"Master Xue." Anger grew in his heart, and Mo Xuan was angry. Although he tried his best, he was a mess. Such a comment made him very dissatisfied.
"Don't call me young master, I don't raise waste." Xue Tianjiao snorted coldly: "If I don't see the head of that thief before the end of Canglong Cave, get away as far as you can."
After saying that, Xue Tianjiao sat down cross-legged and continued to absorb the weirdness in the white mist, completely ignoring Mo Xuan.
Mo Xuan was stunned on the spot. His soul was powerful, and his brain speed per second was more than ten times that of the emperor, but at this moment he felt that his brain was not enough.
He suddenly thought of Su Li and the fate of the dozen emperors who intercepted and killed Mo Tian.
This is no accident.
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Canglong Cave is not that big. To be precise, it is surrounded by mountains and filled with white mist.
These white mist are very special and can absorb free energy in the air.
The absorption may not be much, but the absorption over a hundred years, a thousand years, or ten thousand years will add up to a lot.
In the center of Canglong Cave is a rather large grotto. There are many plants growing in the grotto, which are growing very well. At a corner, there is a rather large cave entrance.
The entrance to the cave shone with red light, the light was dazzling, and the entire cave was filled.
Outside the cave, the white mist was as thick as honey, but it did not completely cover the cave, let alone enter the cave. It was as if the two sides had invisibly drawn the boundary between Chu and Han.
This place is very peaceful, as peaceful as death.
Suddenly, a huge figure appeared. It was the Blood Lord. He was ten meters tall and extremely huge. His originally bright red appearance was now wrapped in thick white mist.
It wasn't until the Blood Lord rushed into the cave that the white mist gradually dissipated and flowed towards the outside of the cave.
The cabin door slowly opened, and a skinny young man was seen sitting cross-legged inside.
The white mist gradually left the young man's body, and he lost a lot of weight.
The person who came was none other than Mo Tian. He rushed into the center of Canglong Cave through the Blood Lord. Most of the white mist was blocked by the Blood Lord, but a small part still fell on him.
The ancient god's physique was so powerful, but he was forced to absorb a lot of golden blood by these terrifying bloodlines.
"I almost got sucked into being fucked by a human." Mo Tian sighed. In just a moment, his fourth-level cultivation disappeared without a trace. Now he has returned to the miserable martial arts disciple, not to mention that his physical body is much weaker.
Now, even if Xue Tianjiao dared to challenge him, he would not dare to greet him, and he would probably be beaten to death.
Zhuo ignored Mo Tian, because after Zhuo put away the Blood Lord, he turned into a stream of light and rushed into the cave, where there was the other half of Xiu's body and the corpse of Xiu's old master.
Looking at this unfamiliar cave and feeling the abundant scent of the ancient god's blood in the air, Mo Tian felt a sense of sadness.
He has seen the power of the ancient god's blood, and the old master of the axis has almost cultivated the ancient god's blood to the extreme. His strength is monstrous, and he even possesses the terrifying Blood Lord.
But so what?
Death is like a lamp going out. What will be left behind?