Chapter 399: Suppressing Morosh

Molosh has long coveted the wealth of the South China Sea. This guy is a bandit, and he will never buy anything he can rob. Moreover, he is also a master of near gods. He also has a huge demand for gods and gods. He plans to refine his own The treasure of the gods.

Therefore, the Taihuang decided that if the god of the South China Sea died, Moluoji would definitely not be able to sit still, and no one would be able to stop him.

The only one who can stop him is Nanhai Patriarch, that god.

In the sky above the South China Sea, Moroshen had just grabbed the South China Sea Yutai from the bottom of the sea, suddenly the sky changed drastically, the whole sky suddenly darkened, and the clouds were thousands of miles away, low and scary.

The sky split open suddenly, and a skinny hand reached down from mid-air, covering thousands of miles, and grabbed Moroshe.

"Bold madman, dare to loot my dojo, thinking I'm dead?" A voice was like thunder, rolling in mid-air, shaking countless people to this side, falling from mid-air, plop plop into the sea .

Moluoji was stunned, and lost his voice: "Old ghost of the South China Sea, you are not dead yet? Impossible, your jade platform fell into the sea, it is clearly because your magic weapon can't sense your breath... ****!"

He suddenly came to his senses and roared angrily, "Who plotted against me?"

boom!

The big skinny hand spread its five fingers apart, and covered Morosh in the palm of its hand. Morosh roared, and swung the five-color giant hammer to meet him frantically. Dangdang, there were loud noises, hitting the big hand, but the palm It just trembled slightly, but didn't stop at all, and had already withstood all his attacks.

Countless Taos burst out from this palm, intertwined and intertwined, turning into countless chains, binding Morosh tightly, and his five fingers fell down, turning into a huge cage, carrying Morosh crashing into the bottom of the sea.

Crash——The Jade Terrace in the South China Sea soared into the sky again, ascended from the bottom of the sea, and stayed in midair again.

The palm of the God of the South China Sea suppressed Morosh. Morosh roared and struggled endlessly in the cage on the seabed, but he was still unable to break free from the chains transformed into Daoze. He only heard an indifferent and old voice in midair. Come, said: "You are about to become a god, and I am in trouble in Xuanmingyuan Realm. You are still useful. Let me let you live first. Capital crimes can be avoided, but life crimes cannot be escaped. When the catastrophe comes, I will let you go."

"Old ghost of the South China Sea, I was wrong, I shouldn't be thinking about your dojo!"

Moroshe roared loudly and shouted: "It's just that someone plotted against me. I thought you were dead, so I planned to loot your ashram! Let me out!"

The palm has been retracted, and the voice has disappeared.

In the Xuantian Sacred Sect, Jiang Nan felt a chill in his heart, and when he glanced at the patriarch of the great emperor, he felt that the patriarch of the great emperor had become extremely terrifying at this moment.

It is a well-known fact that Nanhai's Patriarch's lifespan is about to expire. Almost everyone knows about it. Many people are waiting for the death of this god, and many people are thinking about the astonishing wealth of Nanhai.

However, as long as the patriarch of the South China Sea is alive, no one will dare to move. In history, there was once a famous sect who had a crooked idea about Nanhai, but was directly wiped out of the world by the patriarch of Nanhai.

This time, the Taihuang played a small trick to suppress the jade platform in the South China Sea, and pushed the jade platform into the sea, making people mistakenly think that the ancestor of the South China Sea was dead and gone, and drove the crane west to lure Moluoji came out to plunder the wealth of the South China Sea.

Moluoji is one of the three peerless powerhouses in the world. Others can't do anything to Nanhai, but he can easily do it.

But what he never expected was that the patriarch of Nanhai was still alive at this moment, and Taihuang just played a trick to suppress his strongest opponent!

Among the Shengzong, Jiangnan and Xi Yingqing were silent. They had already guessed the emperor's method before the emperor did it, but they couldn't warn Moluoji, they could only watch Moluoji being slapped by the patriarch of the South China Sea Repression.

From beginning to end, the Taihuang did not find anyone to join forces, nor did he humbly ask for help. He did as he said, and it was easy for him to solve Morosh.

Mo Luoji had gone, and the situation where Xi Yingqing teamed up with him was broken. From then on, only Xi Yingqing was left to face the Taihuang Patriarch alone.

"My father-in-law is unparalleled in resourcefulness, and my son-in-law admires it." Xi Yingqing sighed.

"Intelligence is ingenuity, and strength is strength."

Tai Huang Patriarch smiled and said: "Should I, I can't wait too long, you'd better choose a good day and auspicious day, take the initiative to find me, and challenge me. If you take the initiative to challenge, after I kill you, I still won't bear the burden." If you are notorious for killing your comrades, and after you die, others will say that you are overreaching, even your father-in-law wants to kill, my Taixuan Sect is still the righteous way in the world, and it is only natural for me to annex your Xuantian Sect."

"I hope you don't make me wait too long." He smiled happily.

Jiang Nan said in a shy voice: "Patriarch Taihuang, it is the autumn of troubled times, the Guangwu era is approaching, and the demon gods in the sun, Yinglong Great World also wants to invade, why can't we wait for a while and eradicate foreign enemies first?"

"To fight against the outside world, we must first secure the inside."

Tai Huang Patriarch smiled slightly, got up and floated away, and said with a smile: "Besides, it has nothing to do with me whether other people are dead or alive? I just want to become a god."

Jiang Nan watched him leave, and turned to look at Xi Yingqing. He now fully understood why Xi Yingqing told him to pass on the throne to him, and asked him to keep the Xuantian Sacred Sect alive.

The Taihuang is really terrifying, his mind has been terrified to the point of inhumanity, without any weakness, but on the contrary, Xi Yingqing has a weakness all over.

Everyone in Xuantian Shengzong is Xi Yingqing's weakness, the life and death of Xuantian Shengzong is also his weakness, his wife, his son are his weaknesses.

His feelings have become his fetters, making it impossible for him to return to the realm of innocence.

But the Taihuang didn't have these, as long as he needed, he could even kill his daughter Mu Wanqing, and his grandson, just to hit Xi Yingqing.

What he said before he left didn't mention threats, but if Xi Yingqing didn't do what he said, Mu Wanqing and their children would probably die.

He didn't have the slightest idea how to deal with such a strong man who had no weaknesses or flaws.

The Taihuang is even scarier than some gods and demons he encountered, and his mood is invincible!

To be an enemy of such a peerless powerhouse would even be crushed by him!

Now Jiangnan finally understood how much pressure Xi Yingqing was under.

"Zi Chuan, you go out, I need to be quiet."

Xi Yingqing's expression was dull, and she suddenly showed her face and forced a smile, and said: "As the next head teacher, you will be under more pressure than me in the future."

Jiangnan Moran took out hundreds of millions of catties of magic liquid and handed it to Xi Yingqing, got up and walked out of the hall. He looked back and saw that Xi Yingqing was much more haggard than before, and looked a little thinner.

"Teacher, don't die..."

"I'd rather you become another emperor..."

In the main hall, Xi Yingqing sat silently for a long time, sighed, got up quietly and went to the Chunyang main hall, stretched out her hand, and the secret realm was opened.

He walked into this secret realm, and stood in front of a rocky cliff for a long time without moving. On that rocky cliff was engraved the Xuandu Wangqing Tianshu, the Taihuang's mind, which he and Jiangnan deduced together.

To practice or not to practice?

If he cultivates, he will become like the emperor, he will no longer have any feelings for anyone or anything, his wife, his son, his brothers and sisters, his teacher, everything about him, in his He no longer has any place in his heart, and those people he cared about before will become tools in his heart, tools that he can use, and if he pays a certain price, he won't mind their life or death.

In that case, Xi Yingqing would no longer be Xi Yingqing, but another emperor.

If he didn't practice, his state of mind would be broken, he would not be able to be clean and invincible, and his chances of winning in the face of the Taihuang Patriarch were really slim, it could be said that he would surely die.

After his death, Jiangnan may not be able to take on the important task of revitalizing the Sacred Sect. He can imagine how much pressure Jiangnan will face, with dozens of holy places staring at him, and the annexation of the Taixuan Sacred Sect.

This is a vast catastrophe, a catastrophe of extinction, and the 300,000-year inheritance of the Holy Sect will no longer exist!

"Do you want to abandon all emotions and become another emperor?"

He thought of Mu Wanqing's figure, the infant child, and the vivid figures of Xuantian Shengzong, and he couldn't help but hesitate in his eyes.

Immediately, the scene from that year reappeared in front of his eyes. The kind old man asked him to kneel down and accept the position of head teacher of Xuantian Sacred Sect, he smiled and stroked his head, and said to him that I would go out for the sake of the Sacred Sect. You fight for a hundred years of time.

Then the old man never came back, only news of his death came.

The look in Xi Yingqing's eyes gradually settled down, becoming like dead wood.

"The patriarch Taihuang gave me a period of time, and this period of time is my chance to turn defeat into victory!"

He closed the secret realm and sat down in the secret realm. In front of him was the cliff, on which was engraved the Xuandu Wangqing Tianshu.

Jiangnan was sitting alone on the roof of the Cuiyun Palace on the Leader Peak. The wind was blowing, and his clothes were rattling. The Taihuang broke the game, and Xi Yingqing was caught in the game. Facing a terrifying opponent like the Taihuang, Xi Yingqing had a very high chance of dying .

"And to break the situation, the only way is to rescue Brother Mo Luo, and let the Taihuang Patriarch throw the rat's weapon and get into a stalemate again!"

Jiang Nan's eyes flickered, his clothes shook suddenly, he got up and drifted away, heading straight for the South China Sea.

At this moment, the South China Sea has already been littered with corpses, the jade platform has sunk, the death of the founder of the South China Sea, and the looting of the wealth in the South China Sea seems to be just a farce, a farce secretly directed by the Taihuang Patriarch.

But the tragic death of tens of thousands of monks showed that this farce was not fun.

Jiangnan went straight to the bottom of the sea, where the sea water separated automatically. When he came to the place where Morosh was suppressed, he saw a huge cage on the bottom of the sea. Trapped in a cage.

The cage was also formed by Dao, in the shape of five fingers, and Marash was imprisoned here.

"Brother, you came to see me..."

Moluoji raised his head, with anger welling up in his eyes, he roared angrily: "Someone plotted against me, most likely it was the Taihuang, he must have secretly suppressed the Yutai in the South China Sea, and let me be fooled!"

Jiang Nan let out a low voice, unfolded the body of the magic clock, with three arms, took out eight geomagnetic axes, stepped forward, and said, "Brother Mo Luo, don't worry, I will rescue you right away!"

"You must not! This cage is not made of divine gold, but the magic power of the old ghost of the South China Sea. It will shatter you if you touch it!"

Moroshen was surprisingly calm, and said: "This god is not an ordinary god, and its strength is terrifying. Even if the emperor comes, he will not be able to break through this cage."

(to be continued)