Sword Slaying The Heavens

"This is natural, otherwise, after so many years, the physical body would probably be wiped out, leaving only a few bones to be immortal." Mo Long said lightly.

Chen Fan couldn't help frowning after hearing this. Mo Long's real body was also stained with this kind of curse rune. Even if it was made into a boat, those rune pages would not disappear. The ship must also be affected by the rune, which is difficult to erase.

"Is there a way to prevent other people from being contaminated with this cursed rune?" Chen Fan asked.

Mo Long thought for a while, and then lazily said: "Yes, yes, but why should I tell you that this is a big killer of my Molong clan, you should at least give me some benefits."

"What benefits do you want?"

Mo Long chuckled, and said: "This king is not the kind of person who takes advantage of the fire, you just tell me the cultivation method of the Eighth and Ninth Profound Kung Fu."

Chen Fan smiled immediately, shook his head and said, "My Eighth Nine Profound Kung Fu was forcefully poured into my dantian by others. If I could pass it on to others, I would have already taught it."

"No wonder, this king was wondering before, how could you have cultivated the Eighth Ninth Profound Kungfu to such a level at your age, so it was not you who cultivated it yourself." A trace of regret flashed across Mo Long's face.

Immediately it thought about it for a while, and finally said again: "How about this, junior, I see so many treasures on you, why don't you give me the six-path reincarnation disc for my collection?"

"No way!" Chen Fan shook his head directly. He had to rely on the jade plate to find the direction back to the Eastern Wasteland. Besides, the jade plate was only useful in his hands. Collectibles.

It is said that the Dragon Clan has a habit of collecting treasures, this time Chen Fan can be regarded as really seeing it.

Seeing Chen Fan's refusal, Mo Long did not give up. He took out the jade slip that inherited the magic of the Mo clan, and said, "I can exchange this jade slip with you."

Chen Fan shook his head again, he had memorized all the magic spells in this jade slip, he only needed time to comprehend them, and he could cast those supernatural powers in the form of a dragon, without using this jade slip again.

"Don't waste time, tell me how to avoid these curse runes. When I don't need this jade plate in the future, I will naturally give it to you for collection." Chen Fan said.

Upon hearing this, Mo Long's eyes lit up, and he said in surprise, "Is this true?"

"There is no need to lie to you, this jade plate will be useless in the fairy world, and I will give it to you when I leave this place.

"Chen Fan said lightly.

"Okay, this king likes young people like you. Listen well, the way to avoid getting those cursed runes is also very simple. You just need to practice my Ink Dragon Clan's Pure Heart Art and gather a breath to cover your whole body."

"Pure Heart Jue? Can people who are not from the Dragon Clan practice it?" Chen Fan was startled, he didn't see this set of Jue in the jade slip.

Mo Long nodded, and said with a smile: "This formula is actually not very useful. It is just a set of ordinary body protection formulas. It was created by my grandfather, but it was also specially created to prevent the curse runes from being contaminated. All monks can practice."

"That's good." After hearing the words, Chen Fan dispelled his worries and said.

Immediately after a few hours, Mo Long passed the Qingxin Jue to Chen Fan.

After Chen Fan memorized it, he put the jade bottle containing the body of Molong and the offspring of Xuanwu into the storage ring, took the Nine Palace Steps, and quickly walked towards the exit.

This time, without the chasing and killing of Xuanwu's descendants, Chen Fan relaxed a lot. He drove all the way, easily walked out of the gate of the golden coral reef, and jumped into the sea water.

At this time, the members of the Sea Dragon Clan and the Spirit Snake Clan had disappeared. Chen Fan was swimming in the sea without hiding himself, and quickly headed towards the position of the teleportation array. Several hours later, he rushed out of the sea and still did not see a figure.

"It's strange, everyone is gone?" Chen Fan was slightly taken aback. He thought that the two clans would at least send people to stay in town and continue to call their clansmen to help, but he didn't expect that there was no one on the sea.

He didn't know how much shock the Molong he changed had brought to the people of the two clans. The prestige of the Molong clan in the South China Sea must not be underestimated. Seeing that, everyone was scared out of their wits, afraid that more than one member of the Molong clan would be alive, and they would all run away, worried that the Molong clan would kill them.

On the contrary, Chen Fan also became quiet, no need to kill those who stood in his way, changed into the appearance of the young master of the Sea Dragon Clan, stepped on the teleportation array and left, and flew to the islands in the South China Sea.

After that, he continued on his way, and in just a few days, he returned to the place where he was before.

Chen Fan found Lao Huang Ya and told him that he could go on the road. Lao Huang Ya was stunned immediately and said in disbelief: "Boy, did you really get the ghost ship?"

Chen Fan smiled slightly, and took out the Soul Gathering Tower from the storage ring. Mo Long's miniature figure appeared in front of Lao Huang Ya, who was startled.

In the end, after Chen Fan told all the story, Lao Huangya accepted the truth with a face full of horror. An ink dragon from ancient times actually appeared in front of him alive. dumbfounded.

"Boy, is this thing really still alive? Why don't you see it talking?" Old Huangya approached the Soul Gathering Tower, looking at Mo Long in the tower.

Mo Long glared at him immediately, and roared: "Bold boy, who is the thing? This king doesn't bother to talk to ants like you."

Old Huangya was startled when he saw Mo Long suddenly go berserk, but immediately after hearing Mo Long's words, Old Huangya was not happy. The one who was at a disadvantage immediately took two steps back, crossed his waist and cursed: "You only have one soul left, so why bother, old man, I don't bother to talk to a lonely ghost, boy, wait for me to clean up." Baggage is on its way."

After finishing speaking, Lao Huangya shook his head, turned around, and walked away.

Mo Long in the Soul Gathering Tower was furious, the dragon's head kept swaying, shaking the Soul Gathering Tower was moving, and scolded angrily: "You ant, how dare you be so rude to this king, don't run, come in if you want to!" war."

"If you come out to fight, old man, I'll slap you to death." Old Huangya walked away, and still didn't forget to turn around and curse.

In the end, the two just scolded each other like this, until the figure of Huangya disappeared, Mo Long was still cursing endlessly.

Chen Fan shook his head speechlessly, and directly put the soul-gathering tower into the storage ring, otherwise, according to their curse, sooner or later it would attract nearby monks.

He walked to the seaside, silently looking at the endless sea area, a slight warmth rose in his heart, after all kinds of twists and turns, now he can finally embark on his way back.

Two hours later, Lao Huangya came late, carrying dozens of storage rings on his body, which shows that he has harvested a lot of good things in this place, and the guards behind him were also sent away by him. Alone and sneakily ran over.

Seeing this, Chen Fan also went to the seaside, turned the storage ring, took out the warship that plundered Qianmo Mountain Villa, and threw it directly into the sea. This place is not suitable for releasing Molong's body to make a warship, otherwise it will definitely be destroyed. Attracting the attention of countless monks, he could only use this warship to leave the South China Sea.

Lao Huangya's speed was very fast, and regardless of Mo Long who was still cursing in Chen Fan's storage ring, he suddenly flew onto the battleship, and at the same time shouted to Chen Fan: "Boy, go quickly."

Chen Fan felt something was wrong when he heard the words, the old Huangya was so flustered, as if he was hiding from someone.

Sure enough, after Chen Fan plundered the warship and activated the runes on the warship, a large group of monks suddenly rushed out from the shore, including human race and monster beast race, all of them were full of murderous looks and cursed loudly.

"Shameless liar, return our stuff."

"It was agreed to store the spirit stone and the elixir with you, and they will be doubled within a year, but you actually run away with your things. Let me tell you, you can't escape."

"Even dare to lie to our thirteenth eunuch, you old bastard think your life is too long, don't you?"

"You cheating old thing, you dare to lie to the elixir that I worked so hard to snatch, what's the difference between this and snatching?"

A large group of figures flickered and rushed over quickly. People held various weapons in their hands and hated Lao Huangfang.

However, the warship had already started, and it had sailed thousands of meters away. Lao Huangya let out a long breath, and immediately stood by the side of the boat, beckoning to the group of people.

"No need to give them away, everyone, I will miss you old man, I will come to see you next time I have a chance." Old Huangya laughed.

The monks on the shore didn't dare to chase anymore, they all knew that it was impossible to catch up with the warship of Qianmo Villa with their own speed, so they could only stare at Old Huangya indignantly and go away, cursing loudly: "Get lost, Don't come back, you are not welcome here."

"You shameless old bastard, what did you say to bring us to get rich together, but in the end you made yourself rich, and if you dare to come back, we will break your legs."

The scolding shook the sky and spread to the warship.

Chen Fan looked at Lao Huangya strangely, and remained silent.

Lao Huangya smiled brazenly, while shaking his head and said: "These people are so enthusiastic, I am almost reluctant to leave, old man."

"You still have time to go back now." Chen Fan said with a faint smile.

Lao Huangya waved his hands without changing his face and said: "Forget it, forget it, we must say goodbye, and going back will only make the old man sad."

Chen Fan smiled wordlessly, and said nothing more, but Mo Long in the storage ring started to sneer.

"Shameless person, if this king met such a person back then, he would have patted a dragon's claw into meat paste and thrown it into the sea to feed the fish." Mo Long said disdainfully.

Old Huangya was even more arrogant, he didn't even look at it, quietly looking at the distant sea, sadly said: "Boy, let that lonely ghost be quiet, old man, I'm going to close my eyes and rest."

"Ant, you are really presumptuous." Mo Long said angrily.

...

Just like that, the two started a scolding battle, and finally the warship sailed tens of thousands of miles away from the coast of the South China Sea, before Chen Fan stopped the scolding battle between Lao Huangya and Mo Long, and the sound transmission told him the formula of Qingxin Lao Huangya then walked directly into the cabin and began to retreat.

The two agreed to leave the customs in three months and then use Molong's body to build a ghost ship. During these three months, Lao Huangya will practice the Qingxin Jue in meditation, while Chen Fan will use the energy of chaos and the three flavors of real fire to create a ghost ship. Trying to slowly erase the cursed runes in his body.