Kendo God

"Haha, I don't know why, Lord Palace Master, you asked me to come here? If nothing happens, I'll leave now!"

Mo Chenwu laughed lightly, as if he was laughing at himself or the other person.

"Come here with you, of course there is something going on."

The voice was cold and seemed to have a hint of helplessness.

Mo Chenwu said nothing. Over the years, he has become accustomed to this kind of father-son relationship.

"I went to Tang Tian twice this time, trying to seize the Dark Demonic Dragon, but I failed both times."

This voice was full of anger. Perhaps after thinking about the process and results of the seizure, I couldn't accept it!

This person was the man in black robe who had dealt with Tang Tian before. Now he was still hidden in his cloak and his appearance was not revealed.

"Oh? With the methods of your palace master, you will also suffer a loss?"

Mo Chenwu was really a little surprised. It would be okay if he suffered a loss because he was not strong enough. But if his father also suffered a big loss, it would be unimaginable.

"I'm just as careless as you. This Tang Tian is really not that simple."

The voice of the master of Moluo Hall was helpless and very angry.

"What do you mean, you are also injured?"

Mo Chenwu was a little shocked, and then he looked weird, and his eyes fell on one place...

This position was quite special, so special that he didn't expect it, and he couldn't help but laugh when he thought about it.

"Yes, that boy had a rather special bow, which is why he hurt me. However, his Heaven-Slaying Technique was really powerful, and even I could barely handle it!"

There was a hint of fear in the voice of the master of Moluo Hall.

"Tang Tian is actually so powerful? With so many methods, how can we deal with them?"

Motian didn't care about the other party's injuries or what was going on. Instead, he cared about Tang Tian's condition first, which made the other party helpless again.

Fortunately, over the years, both parties have become accustomed to each other.

"I ordered them to suspend their plans first. Anyone who rushes out now will die. I can only take action after recovering from my injuries first, then seeking a breakthrough, and then inviting my ancestors out!"

The voice of the Lord of the Demon Palace was low, and one could easily imagine that his face must be very bad now.

"this……"

Mo Chenwu was a little silent. Originally, he wanted to take action as soon as possible and catch Jianmen off guard, so as to boost the morale of the demon clan.

After experiencing such a disastrous defeat, the impact on the demon clan was naturally very profound.

"Confused, with the current strength of our Demono Realm, the only way to take action is to risk death. Apart from anything else, what about your strength and your hand? You are not Tang Tian's opponent at all. If you take action rashly, just The end will be death!"

The master of the Moluo Palace snorted coldly. Although he was not in charge of the matters in the Moluo Domain, it did not mean that he did not know anything.

Therefore, after these words were spoken, Mo Chenwu was immediately silenced.

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Chenwu only agreed. At the same time, he took out the jade slip and issued the order.

Order the demon clan to prepare for war and wait for the order to go out. At the same time, continue to pay attention to the movements of Jianmen and report them at any time. There is no room for carelessness.

"Follow me to the Moluo Monument and take a look to see if you can find any clues to a breakthrough."

The master of the Mo Luo Hall stood up. No one could tell that the wound shrouded in the black robe was still roaring with thunder and lightning, and the wound never healed.

When his cultivation reached his level, his wounds could not heal, which was enough to show how terrifying Tang Tian's power would be when paired with the Falling Star Bow.

"good!"

Mo Chenwu nodded and said nothing. Although he disliked this father very much, he still agreed with what he said.

This Mo Luo Monument has always been somewhat rejected because of his mother's problems.

Therefore, Mo Chenwu would basically not take the initiative to see the Moluo Monument, and he had not informed Mo Yunyao about his mother.

From Mo Chenwu's point of view, Mo Yunyao only needs to be carefree and there is no need to bear some pain.

The master of Mo Luo Hall waved his hand, emitting a burst of power, and appeared in front of a huge black stone tablet emitting black-red light with Mo Chenwu.

On this stone tablet, there is always a red light flashing and flowing, and the red words on it are exactly the names.

"Mara, my father and son are here to see you."

The master of the Mo Luo Hall bowed and saluted, and although Mo Chenwu was unhappy with the Mo Luo Stele, no matter what, this stone tablet was a sacred object of the demon clan, so naturally he had no choice but to bow and salute.

"Huh? Mo Haoyang, both your father and son are actually injured? Judging from the injuries on your bodies, it seems that you can't clean them with your own strength?"

A hoarse voice came from the Mo Luo Monument, revealing a kind of horror that made people go numb.

"Mara's eyes are as bright as a torch, that's exactly what it is."

The master of the Moluo Palace seemed to be very polite to the Moluo Monument, and even his arrogance subsided as he spoke.

"Buzz..."

On this huge stone stele, which is the Mo Luo Monument, light flickered, and two black and red rays of light rushed out, covering the master of the Mo Luo Palace and Mo Chen Wu.

Mo Chen wanted to resist instinctively, but when the power fell, even he couldn't avoid it.

When that force fell on him, it made him unable to move.

"Wow..."

In just a few breaths, the two black and red rays of light were taken back.

"Okay! You can recover after taking care of yourself for a while."

On the stone tablet, the voice sounded hoarse, but there was an undoubted meaning.

The Mo Luo Stele has always been a sacred object of the Mo Luo Temple, and its status is naturally high.

It can even be said that the most that the Moluo Monument can do is exchange a few words with the master of the Moluo Hall and the Holy Son.

"Thank you Mara for your help!"

Mo Haoyang bowed his hands and the original uncomfortable pain in his body finally dissipated a lot.

In the past few days, I have been really tortured, and I almost drove myself crazy.

"Anything else?"

Another hoarse voice came from the Mo Luo stele, and I felt that the father and son must not be that simple.

"Mo Luo, our cultivation levels have reached a bottleneck now, and we want to continue to improve. Otherwise, it will be difficult to deal with beings who can injure us."

Mo Haoyang did not hide anything, but directly explained his thoughts.

"Mo Haoyang, are you quite greedy?"

On the Moluo Tablet, the voice contained a hint of disdain and made no secret of it.

"this……"

Mo Haoyang's body stiffened. It was obvious that he was despised, and he felt uncomfortable too!

"In the past, you asked me to seek a good future for your father and son, so you dedicated your wife to me in exchange for your current status. What? What else do you want to dedicate this time?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Mo Chenwu's eyes immediately became extremely crazy.

[Author’s digression]: Today’s third update