Eternal First Son-in-law

Chapter 1116   Saint Mo Daoxian

From one direction, a man walked out. Holding a lamp in his hand, he walked slowly, but attracted everyone's attention.

The twelve sub-sages covered the world, and he walked towards them without taking it seriously.

However, everyone's surprise didn't stop there.

When they saw the face clearly, everyone's eyes widened, looking at this person in disbelief.

Wu Yao even wiped his eyes vigorously, staring blankly at the visitor with a face full of shock.

The rest of Daozong also shook their heads vigorously, making sure that they are not old-eyed and dim-sighted.

Mo Daoxian!

The person who came was Mo Daoxian!

After Mo Daoxian was robbed of the Taoist position by Xu Wuzhou, he found a reason to say that he was going to retreat, and then he was silent.

At this time, he actually stood up and walked directly towards the Twelve Yasheng. What is he going to do?

Yasheng can kill him with one finger!

Xu Wuzhou was equally astonished, watching Mo Daoxian walking towards the Twelve Yasheng unhurriedly, he didn't care about their killing intent at all as if nothing.

When the Twelve Yasheng saw Mo Daoxian walking towards them, they regarded him as an ant. Among them, Dao Wang Ben didn't even want to say anything, so he slashed at Mo Daoxian with his sword.

He didn't use the long knife in his hand, he directly evolved a knife glow from the Dao and cut it out.

This saber was extremely powerful, bursting out with bright light. Although it was not his full strength, Yasheng's saber was equally powerful.

Even if it is powerful, it will be chopped off by this knife.

Looking at the knife coming, Mo Daoxian didn't even look at it, and continued to walk forward.

Daomang was about to cut him, but it was less than ten centimeters away from him. It was like ice and snow hitting a fireball, and it melted in an instant. disappear.

Mo Daoxian continued to move forward and stood among the twelve sub-sages.

His eyes swept over the twelve people one by one, and then looked at the two opportunities for sanctification, and finally retracted and landed on the twelve people again.

At this time, the pupils of the twelve people shrank slightly, and there was no contempt in their eyes that were originally filled with murderous intent.

The human warriors below, including Xu Wuzhou, also stared blankly at Mo Daoxian.

Such a knife disappeared inexplicably. Is this Mo Daoxian's method?

Wu Yao even muttered to himself: "Is he a real king?"

Mo Daoxian didn't care what these people thought, and said to the twelve: "I've been looking for you for a long time!"

The big sword king Ben who shot at Mo Daoxian said at this moment: "Unexpectedly, the former Taoist master of the dignified Taoist sect also intercepted the grand dao rhyme of the ancestors to protect the human race and became a sub-sage. Hehe, it seems that the Taoist sect is also trying to gain fame!"

When Wu Yao and others heard that Mo Daoxian was actually a sub-sage, they opened their mouths wide.

To become a sub-sage, then one must achieve the pinnacle.

When did Mo Daoxian become the peak?

What are you kidding?

Among the seniors, he has the worst talent and the worst strength!

Now those high-ranking sub-sages actually say that Mo Daoxian is also in this realm?

In the same way, Wu Yao's upright person frowned by stealing the avenue of protection from the first sage to become the second sage.

Daozong really can't do this kind of thing! Daozong, grasp the righteousness of the human race.

Mo Daoxian didn't hear the sarcasm, and looked at the crowd with a chuckle and said, "Don't even think about these two chances of becoming a saint!"

When these words came out, the twelve sub-sages glared angrily.

It is their destiny to be holy, and they appear here just to be holy.

This person dared to block their way, he was asking for his own death.

"You are not ashamed, for the sake of you being a sub-sage, but you actually want to monopolize it, then we will deal with you first."

One of the inferior saints shouted angrily.

The twelve people also looked at Mo Daoxian coldly, with awe-inspiring killing intent.

Mo Daoxian laughed, looked at the twelve people and said, "Don't be so excited, it's just a chance to become a saint, this thing is good.

But, I don't like it! "

Before everyone answered, Mo Daoxian said again: "I mean, don't fight, I can destroy it directly, so that everyone will be friendly and won't shout and kill."

"you wanna die!"

All the inferior saints were furious, and Mo Daoxian wanted their lives.

Mo Daoxian sighed, "I definitely don't want to die.

As the sub-sages, haven't you seriously perceived the area we are now standing in? "

This sentence made Twelve Yasheng frowned, Lu Wu and others still used their souls to perceive their surroundings.

Nothing unusual happened after they perceived it, which made a group of people sneer, wondering what this guy was bluffing.

But Lu Wu and Yongshou's expressions changed.

They didn't find anything strange either, but... there was nothing strange, but when their spirits expanded outward, they found that they couldn't do it.

"Can you expand your soul to reach the army below?"

Lu Wu's words made the other sub-sages slightly taken aback. They only observed the strangeness around them, but they didn't think about the problem of the expansion of the soul. With Lu Wu's reminder, a group of people also found the strangeness.

Their spirits seem to be trapped in a circle and cannot extend outward.

They are inferior saints, who can restrict them to their souls?

Thinking of this answer, many Yasheng's expressions changed drastically, and they looked at Mo Daoxian in disbelief.

"Now you know that what I said is true, I really don't like the chance of becoming a saint, that is, you are a treasure."

Lu Wu and the others turned blue and white.

Anything that can trap their spirits and make them invisible is a complete world.

The world is only so big, so the soul cannot go out.

But Zhangzhou is vast, but their souls are only trapped in an area tens of thousands of meters away. What does this mean?

It means that in the Zhangzhou world, there is another small world.

What can create a small world in a big world?

saint!

Just like the secret realm that Xu Wuzhou once visited, it was a small world built by saints, embedded in the world of thirty thousand states.

The situation they are in at this time is also the situation.

A small world, embedded in Zhangzhou's world, they hadn't discovered it before, but they didn't understand it now.

The twelve sub-sages only felt their mouths dry, and it was really hard for them to accept this fact.

saint?

How can it be!

Thirty thousand prefectures are pure lands, but precisely because they are pure lands, warriors are also imprisoned to break through and become saints. The influence of the ancestors and sages is too great. Their ways are subtle, making people want to break through their confinement and achieve their true holy way. It is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

None of Lu Wu and the others are proud people, and none of them are peerless arrogance that has been hard to find in several ages.

But in the end, the breakthrough still failed, and he could only steal the protection of the Dao to supplement his own Dao and become a sub-sage.

Is this person in front of you a saint?

What a joke!

"No! I will never believe that you are a saint!"

Fire King Body Zhao Yan roared. As a human race, he knew the identity of Mo Daoxian. This was the former suzerain of the Taoist sect. The Taoist sect was still alive in his hands. How could he be a saint.

Zhao Yan's roar made countless people below look confused.

Especially Xu Wuzhou, Wu Yao and others looked at Zhao Yan with strange expressions.

What did this guy say?

Is Mo Daoxian a saint?

Are you kidding me!

The saint was robbed of the Taoist position?

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