"metropolitan……"

Seeing Mo Ran rushing over, everyone in the house was immediately happy. In their eyes, Mo Ran is now like a savior, without anything he can't do. As long as he comes, everything can be solved.

Mo Ran nodded, walked into the house, looked around, and saw Wan Ning sitting on the chuang, with a pale face, and couldn't help but sigh.

"How is it? Is it okay?" Walking to the edge of Chuang, Mo Ran looked at Wanning and asked.

Wan Ning wanted to stand up, but Mo Ran reached out and pressed him back. In desperation, he could only sit down and say, "It's okay. He just can't use force in a short period of time."

Wan Ning said, looking a little ashamed, and then said, "Wan Ning dereliction of duty and thanked the master for his punishment."

"What are you punishing?" Mo Ran shook his head and said, "It's already good that you can do this. There is no way for the other party to be strong. You don't have to worry about this. I'll solve it, you can recover from your injuries."

"But they have three of them..." Even though Wan Ning knew that Mo Ran's strength was far superior to him, but facing the emperors of the first and second, two, and three inferior, Wan Ning could not help but be worried.

"You don't need to worry about this, I said, your only task now is to recover from the wounds. When the God War begins, the swamp forest still needs you." Mo Ran's tone was firm and irresistible.

At this point, Wan Ning had to nod and respond, but anyone could tell that in his eyes, he was now full of gratitude.

At this time, Heiyan had already found a chair for Mo Ran to sit down. Everyone also sat down one after another.

After sitting down, Mo Ran asked: "Who is the other party?"

Wan Ning had dealt with the other party, so he could naturally meet the other party. He replied: "If you don't recognize him, you should not be a god. The second alliance of Sin should be a casual cultivator."

"The Hermit?" Mo Ran exclaimed in surprise: "No wonder, the divine battle started, and all the powerful emperors and kings wanted to enter the Zilu Heaven Palace to gain a glimpse of the laws of heaven and earth, become the realm master, and want to go against the heavenly clarion. But what I wondered about was why there was no movement before. And where were they now."

At this time, Xu Tianheng took over the conversation and said, "Just less than a hundred miles east, it turned out to be Fu Zhixuan's palace and the core area of ​​the swamp forest. It was just abandoned after hundreds of millions of years. We didn't plan to go there at first. Now, even if it was gone, it would be beaten out. Those people should have arrived there very early."

"Oh? It's earlier than me?" Mo Ran asked about the incident when he was overcoming the tribulation in the swamp forest that day.

"It should be." Duan Yuanzhong's voice was low, and he said while thinking: "They may really not want to alarm anyone. They have only stayed in the abandoned ruins until our people expanded the area there and were blocked back."

"A middle-level emperor, two first-level emperors. Their strength is really not low." Mo Ran sighed, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Since returning from the Soul-Slaying Valley, Mo Ran has never taken action. After all these years, he is really itchy.

After being with Mo Ran for so long, everyone present knew that Dan Fan Mo Ran might have a murderous intention when he showed this expression. No wonder, in recent years, Mo Ran attached great importance to Wan Ning and left many major matters to Wan Ning. Now that Wan Ning has suffered such a serious injury, how could Mo Ran not be angry?

When he stood up slowly, Mo Ran's expression was always so plain, as if nothing big could influence his realm.

"I'll meet them?"

"Sect Master~" Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and immediately shouted: "Sect Master, I'll go with you~"

Huo Tian and others surrounded him. These friends who were classmates and were already high-level god emperors.

"No need, I'll go by myself, you are staying here. Father-in-law~" Mo Ran looked at Xu Zhenheng and smiled and said, "I'll have to worry about you to prepare and prepare for the poisonous swamp forest."

Mo Ran’s meaning is very clear when taking over the poisonous swamp forest. Once he goes this time, he may have to fight with the other party. Moreover, with Mo Ran’s temperament, it is impossible for him to run away.

Xu Zhenheng laughed and said, "Don't worry, my son-in-law, I promise that they will be unable to fly even if they have wings."

Mo Ran nodded and walked out of the wooden house alone.

Dongfang Baili is Fu Zhixuan's palace hundreds of millions of years ago. I don't know if I don't go. After Mo Ran approached, he felt that there was still a faint breath of the Poison Lord Tower. I think it was a long time ago that the Poison Lord Tower was located in this huge palace.

Poison Swamp Hall.

A long distance away, Mo Ran saw three big characters that were already blurred in front. It was the original site of the Poison Swamp Hall. Now it seems that there are ruins around him, with weeds growing, without any anger. Most of the buildings have begun to split from the middle, half have collapsed, and the other half seems to be telling the tourists coming here that this place has been glorious.

Extending from the dense swamp, the open space ten miles away became flat, and there were broken blue bricks surrounding it, covering it, with an area of ​​tens of thousands of feet, with no less than a hundred high stone pillars, which penetrated directly into the clouds. Behind the three big characters of the Poison Swamp Hall is a stone hall, with exquisitely carved stone carvings, finely crafted stone tables, stone tables, stone chairs, and many sculptures for decoration. However, with the hardship of time, it has become incomplete.

In the broken ruins, several small heads leaked out from several places from time to time. After looking around, they shrank back. Judging from the aura on their bodies, they should be a ferocious beast.

"There are ferocious beasts here?" Mo Ran smiled and said to himself: "I think it is the local ferocious beasts that these three emperor figures temporarily caught. You should come to protect the hospital."

It slowly descended from the air, and Mo Ran walked towards the stone steps in front. As soon as he stepped onto the stone steps, several figures flashed across the surroundings.

"Who is so bold that he dares to enter the Dinosaur Palace~"

Mo Ran laughed secretly, looking at the nearly ten Taoist figures, the strongest one was the realm of a high-level god general. Mo Ran said, "Mo Ran comes to visit the master here, please pass it on. Mo Ran?" When these gatekeepers heard this name, their faces suddenly changed, and some actually shivered.

The God of Tsings Moran, now no one knows the entire Tianwu Realm. Even if the information is blocked, as long as it is not a closed place like the Soul-Slaying Valley, you will have heard of the battle in the wilderness of the South Valley. That battle established the peerless reputation of the God of Tsings Moran, which made people frightened after hearing it.

These more than ten ferocious beasts were indeed gatekeepers. They had no idea for a moment and did not dare to speak out. They hurriedly sent someone to report it quickly.

After a while, three strong men with strong momentum came out from the inside. Mo Ran saw that he was still an acquaintance when he saw it from a distance.

The six-winged bone bat Du Yafei.

The Tongtian Centipede Long Zhuo.

Nine-sting bee fly Zhu Li.

The three of the seven major forces in the inner tier of the Poison Swamp Forest have now fallen to guard the door and guard the hospital. It is indeed tragic. However, the three people in front of them are no longer the powerful gods of the day. The full vitality of cultivation has obviously been promoted to the level of the God Emperor. It seems that the progress over the past few hundred years has also been quite large.

They have no past mental origin and no large amount of elixirs as their foundation, so it is already good to reach this point.

Du Yafei, Long Zhuo, and Zhu Li were the opposite of Mo Ran for the Nine Demon Soul Fruits that day. Later, there were powerful people like Long Yang and Yi Qiu who were promoted to the Divine Emperor. They were not enemies of one alliance at all. They could take it and let it go. The three of them were decisive enough. After Wu Yuanhai, Karong and others died, they quickly left the dangerous place and saved their lives. However, they did not leave the poisonous swamp forest, hid themselves and worked hard to refine themselves, intending to form their own forces. However, when they all became the Divine Emperor, they actually met three emperor figures, and had no choice but to become their watchdogs.

Now that we meet, the three of them have an indescribable bitterness. The long figure in front of us and the owner of the faint smile were once close to the strength of him and others, even worse than that of him. But now, they are already the powerful emperor, and the three of them have just taken a small step on the path of warriors.

The three of them walked very slowly and communicated with obscure eyes in private, obviously with deep fear of Mo Ran.

"Master Mo Ran..." Although they knew that Mo Ran came this time for Wan Ning's injury and the incident of the Tianjian that day, and the two sides stood in the opposite camp, they still did not dare to anger Mo Ran.

The reputation of the God of Slayer was not passed on for no reason, it requires too much blood to portray it.

"Master, please invite~" In the respect and courteous manner, the three of them held a little resentment. On the surface, they couldn't see anything, but in fact they were sneering in their hearts.

Mo Ran smiled slightly, said nothing, and walked inside.

Du Yafei and the other two looked at each other, and there was a clear murderous aura in their eyes.

Long Zhuo deliberately slowed down and whispered to the more than ten ferocious beasts behind him: "** people, look forward to this place, no one is allowed to break in."

"Yes~"

How strong Mo Ran is, even if he has entered the backyard of the Poison Swamp Hall, he can hear the subtle voices of Long Zhuo behind him. However, he didn't care. He must have extraordinary skills to dare to attend the meeting alone. Just imagine that even giant beasts like Qinglong and Nightmare are defeated by his own hands, and he will be afraid of a mid-level emperor.

As long as you are not a realm master, you can fight.

This is Mo Ran’s strength now.

Walking into the Poison Swamp Hall, follow a stone stair leading to the underground into the gloomy and terrifying underground palace.

The decoration of the underground palace is obviously much stronger than that on the ground. It should have been repaired for a long time to make it look like this. Mo Ran's eyes paused around him for a moment and were attracted by a very familiar aura.

In front of the underground palace, in the infinite darkness, a breath that shocked Mo Ran but couldn't calm down slowly came. Mo Ran's forward steps suddenly flashed with two slight cold lights in his eyes.
Chapter completed!