"Okay!" Mo Yunlong shouted coldly, took out a pill and threw it in front of Mo Yunran, asking him to take it.
After taking the elixir, Mo Yunran's injury healed quickly. He glanced at Chu Yiyi and the others with a very unkind expression. These guys didn't come to help him just now. It was unreasonable to see him being beaten.
Chu Yiliu pretended to be frightened and said: "Fortunately, the reinforcements arrived in time, otherwise we could only watch helplessly..."
He glanced up and down at the embarrassed Mo Yunran, and kept nodding.
"You..." Mo Yunran was furious.
"Thank you Mr. Moyun for your advice. There are dragons and crouching tigers on the holy road. Don't look down on anyone." Chu Yiliu was the first to clasp his fists at Mo Yunran and said. After all, Mr. Moyun taught them a bloody lesson: If you don't seek death, you won't die.
At this time, Mo Yunlong frowned, his stern gaze fell on Chu Yiliu, and said scornfully: "Who are you?"
"We are friends of Young Master Mo Yunran. He said he can take us to explore the inheritance of the Holy Demon King together, right, Second Young Master Mo Yun?" Chu Yiyi said with a smile.
"Yes, that's right!" Mo Yunran said through gritted teeth.
They had made a three-chapter agreement before, the inner demon oath, and Mo Yunran naturally did not dare to forget it.
"Since we are friends with the second brother, let's go together." Mo Yunlong said in a calm tone, "Follow us and don't cause trouble, otherwise I, Mo Yunshi, will not take the blame for you."
Not taking the blame?
Chu Yiliu winked at Mo Yunran and smiled, they had an agreement, Moyun City owed him a favor.
"Don't worry, Sir." He said with a chuckle.
"Huh!" Mo Yunlong snorted coldly. The mere Purple Lake Realm monks couldn't catch his eye at all, so he immediately shouted: "Let's go!"
A group of monks in the Vientiane Realm displayed their Dharma Forms, leading Chu Yiyi and the other three to shoot far away towards the Holy Road.
"The Holy Road is divided into nine levels and forty-five cities. We must be ahead of everyone else, occupy a city, and accumulate enough luck power so that we have a chance to reach the end." Mo Yunlong said calmly.
There are nine levels of forty and fifty cities, the first level has nine cities, the second level has eight, and so on, the last level has only one city.
There cannot be too many people in a city, otherwise the power of luck in the city will be equally distributed to everyone. It is possible that although the city is occupied, the entrance to the next level cannot be opened.
Mo Yunlong flipped his palm, and a palm-sized luck token appeared in his hand, exuding a mysterious power that made people feel faintly.
"The power of law!" Chu Yiliu's eyes moved slightly. The Holy Demon King's methods were indeed very powerful. However, the fluctuation of this aura was very similar to the stone tablet he pulled out of the Burial Dao Pond.
Chu Yiliu was very curious that the stone tablet could be in the water of the Burial Dao Pond without being corroded by the power of Dao Yan, so he took it with him directly.
He learned the magical power of using mental power to carve the Sumeru space from Master Lu, so it was not cumbersome to carry it with him. Seeing the Qi and Blood Token, Chu Yiliu suddenly thought of this.
While they were meditating, they had arrived at the first level of the Holy Road: Luohuangquan!
Between heaven and earth, a vast underworld water falls from the sky, emitting a terrifying aura. At the end of the underworld, nine cities can be vaguely seen hanging in the sky, like fairy palaces.
Nearby, the vast yellow spring water is rolling, and many people have already set foot in it.
The power of the underworld spring water is extremely strange, and it has different effects on different monks. Some people step into the underworld spring water and immediately feel the spiritual power flowing away rapidly. Some people step into it and hear the terrifying sound of ****...
No one knows what this yellow spring water is. Perhaps the methods of the Holy Demon King are beyond the imagination of ordinary monks.
Chu Yiliu narrowed his eyes slightly and saw a stone tablet lying at the end of Luohuang Spring. The words "Luohuang Spring" were written on the stone tablet, which gave him a familiar feeling.
This... seems to be made of the same material as the stone tablet he took from the Burial Tao Pond.
However, some people walked over and tried to pull up the stone tablet, but after struggling, they gave up. Others walked to the stone tablet and studied it carefully, but found nothing.
As time went by, no one paid attention to this stone tablet.
Chu Yiliu touched his chin and looked at the stone tablet. There was a burst of noise from the crowd, and it seemed that a big shot was coming.
Mo Ji whispered: "Brother Yi Yi, look, it's them."
Chu Yiliu turned around in confusion and frowned. It turned out to be Qin Ruhai, the grandson of the Mo Qin Dynasty. He was worthy of being a member of the Mo Qin royal family, and he had caused such a big sensation as soon as he arrived.
Everyone looked over.
"This is the grandson of the Mo Qin royal family." Someone from the Moyun clan whispered.
"I heard that he has a high-grade spiritual vein on the heavenly level and an acquired horned dragon spirit body." The people on the side looked envious. Although the acquired spirit body is not as powerful as the innate spirit body, it is equally powerful.
The acquired horned dragon spirit body!
There was a look of envy in Mo Yunlong's eyes. The Mo Qin royal family boasted that they were queens of true dragons, and they practiced the Nine Dragons Art, a supreme level skill that dominated the sea. Although Qin Ruhai was in the late stage of the Purple Lake realm, he had the acquired Nine Dragons spirit body, plus the Nine Dragons Art.
, even he, a cultivator in the Vientiane Realm, may not be his opponent.
Moreover, Qin Ruhai was surrounded by many powerful people in the Vientiane Realm.
Qin Ruhai stood in the sky, his eyes sweeping across the audience indifferently, as if he were the emperor in this world. This royal aura was innate to him.
Mo Ji muttered in a low voice: "It's really stinky."
He rolled his eyes with a look of disdain.
Someone from the Moyun City monks on the side sneered and said sarcastically: "A mere Peiyuan realm monk has a very strong tone. I'm afraid you can't even stop the power of one finger of Emperor Qin's grandson."
Mo Yunlong also sneered, with a look of contempt on his face.
Mo Ji's face suddenly stiffened, his temper also rose, and he said angrily: "We met them outside, but we didn't realize how powerful this guy is."
At that time, they also fought against Qin Ruhai's right-hand man, Chu Hong. However, Chu Hong is now a monk in the Myriad Phantasm Realm.
It seems that they also have a lot of opportunities.
"Haha." Everyone in Moyun City laughed one after another and said, "You little fat guy has a very strong tone. You are the only one who wants to fight against people from the Mo Qin Dynasty. You must be dreaming!"
There was a burst of laughter all around, and they didn't believe that Mo Ji had a chance to come into contact with the Mo Qin royal family.
"You..." Mo Ji was furious for a while.
Chu Yiyi patted his shoulder and shook his head.
Mo Yunlong said calmly: "Xiao Ran, your friend's tone is quite serious. Don't say anything nonsense later!"
He didn't want to have a conflict with the Mo and Qin royal family because of Chu Yiyi and others.
Mo Yunran's face turned pale, he glared at Chu Yiyi and the other two, and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense!"
While they were discussing in low voices, people from the Mo Qin royal family had already taken action.
Chu Hong took the lead, and the violent bear Faxiang that emerged from the sky above his head roared towards the sky, and rushed through the underworld, stirring up a hundred-foot-high waves. The monks who were already in the underworld evaded one after another, some of them couldn't escape, and were splashed in a panic, but none of them dared to be angry.
I can only admit that I am unlucky.
"Please, Your Majesty!" Chu Hong stood in front of the falling Huangquan and shouted respectfully.
He was just leading the way, how could he steal the limelight from his master?
Qin Ruhai's eyes moved slightly, and the spiritual energy around his body gathered into a horned dragon rising into the sky. He stepped on the head of the horned dragon and rushed into the underworld, with great momentum and majesty.
"Is this the Nine Dragons Technique, the supreme level skill?" Everyone watching around looked at him with envy in their eyes.
Looking at the Linhai area, those who can produce supreme-level skills all have top-notch power backgrounds.
Qin Ruhai walked proudly through the underworld, surrounded by strong men behind him. When he walked to the stone tablet of "Luo Huangquan", he focused his eyes and dropped a claw from the sky.
Nine Dragons Technique!
Three dragon shadows circled, like sharp claws grabbing at the stone tablet.
The stone tablet shook violently.
"There is hope to pull it up." Everyone's eyes lit up. Qin Ruhai actually had hope to do something that no one before had done!
Chu Yiliu's eyes moved slightly. He thought that this stone tablet was in his pocket, but someone actually climbed it first?
However, Qin Ruhai did not pull out the stone tablet.
He gave up.
"This monument cannot be shaken by human power." His faint voice resounded in all directions, and the power of the horned dragon exploded under his feet, heading up against the underworld.
The emperor's grandson has already spoken, who among the strong men around him would dare to try. If the stone tablet is pulled out, wouldn't it be a slap in the emperor's grandson's face?
A group of masters of the Vientiane Realm surrounded Qin Ruhai and fell towards a city in the sky.
The water of the underworld was extremely violent and washed over fiercely, but how could anyone in the Mo Qin royal family be weak enough to break through the underworld and occupy one of the nine cities.
A large ink-colored flag was raised, and giant dragons circled and intertwined, forming an ancient Chinese character "Qin", rising over the city. Everyone knew that the city had been occupied by Mo Qin, and other forces could not get involved.
"Let's go!" Mo Yunlong ordered with a cold snort, glanced at Chu Yiyi and the others, and said calmly: "If the three of you are capable of setting foot on the underworld, you can come with us, otherwise, just stay here."
They are not willing to bring the oil bottles from the Purple Lake Realm.
Before he finished speaking, Mo Yunlong rushed out first. A group of Dharma Realm monks surrounded Mo Yunran and left.
Chu Yiliu raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Let's go!"
He activated the Star Step and rushed towards the "Luo Huangquan" stone tablet first. Mo Ji and Xie Siling followed closely behind him and also rushed over.
Mo Yunlong glanced at Chu Yiyi coldly and said calmly: "The speed is pretty good!"
He immediately speeded up, and everyone in the Moyun family also speeded up, trying to throw Chu Yiliu and the others down. Chu Yiliu was not angry at all, and followed leisurely.
Falling into the underworld, the underworld water burst out with terrifying power, forcibly stopping everyone's speed.
However, Chu Yiliu found that he did not have much influence. He couldn't help showing doubts and muttered: Could it be because of the function of the stone tablet?
In this case, the stone tablet of "Luo Huangquan" will be taken down even more.
He narrowed his eyes and rushed to the "Luo Huangquan" stone tablet. Everyone in Mo Yunlong had doubts in their eyes.
"What does this kid want to do?" someone muttered.
"Doesn't he also want to take this stone tablet?" Mo Yunran said with a smile, "This guy is also self-righteous. Can he do something that even the grandson of Emperor Qin can't do?"
"Haha." Everyone in Moyun City laughed, laughing at Chu Yiyi's overestimation of his abilities.
Chu Yiliu pretended not to hear, then he used his Cang Qiong hand, the aura exploded, and the power of the Purple Lake surged down, grabbed the stone tablet, and shook it suddenly.
Crunch...
A clear sound of stone shifting sounded in everyone's mind. Chu Yiliu was puzzled as to how he could shake the stone monument so easily. Is it because Qin Ruhai had already broken the stone monument before?
And the eyes of everyone in the Moyun clan were filled with deep astonishment.
"This guy actually shook the stone tablet!" Mo Yunlong's pupils suddenly shrank.
"It's definitely impossible to pull it out." Mo Yunran gritted his teeth and said, his eyes widened and he looked at Chu Yiliu intently.
"It's absolutely impossible to pull it out!" someone said with a sneer.
At this time, there was a loud crash.
The stone tablet was actually captured by Chu Yiliu.