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Chapter 118 Break the Curse(2/3)

"What does this matter have to do with you?"

"Among the people suppressed by the Holy Body is my junior brother."

"No need to bother."

Luo Mo held the dragon-patterned black gold tripod in one hand and spread it out with the other, turning a small world into his palm. Many people stood on his palm, all of whom Ye Fan suppressed some time ago.

"Want to take someone with you? You can, just take it back from me."

"Don't use the Jidao Emperor's weapons if you have the ability!"

"Do we still need imperial soldiers to deal with you?"

This man suddenly became more courageous. He turned into a breeze and came quietly, trying to snatch Luo Mo away.

He held a green-edged sword in his hand, trying to cut open the world in his palm and snatch away people at an extremely fast speed. He was obviously good at this.

Moreover, his cultivation level was extremely high, and he was actually a monk on the fifth level of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm. However, he did not confront anyone head-on, but wanted to rescue the person first. After all, the Jidao Emperor's soldiers were too scary.

He was very fast, and the sword light was also fast, but Luo Mo was faster. He didn't move his hands, and his feet were shining like stars. He stepped on the seven stars and stepped on the Tiangang. With one kick, a big star appeared. On the big star

There are five altars, shining with five colors of light, rushing towards them.

The Qingfeng Sword was held in front of him, and with the help of his divine power, it turned into a star-cutting sword, trying to spread out the stars. However, when the star swords intersected, the Qingfeng Sword was no match for this magnificent star. The monk directly connected with the person.

He was carrying a sword and was run over by a big star. He flew away and his bones were broken into pieces.

"Big Dipper?"

Some of the older generation of monks saw some clues, it was the old king.

"Senior, what is the Big Dipper?"

"The move that the Holy Son of Fluttering Light just used was to evolve the Big Dipper with divine power. I have never seen such a move, and I have never even heard of it," the old king explained.

Evolve the Big Dipper with divine power?

Can it still be like this?

Many people who just came to see the fun said it was a good experience and they saw it.

"Who else wants to take people back?"

Luo Mo glanced across, and those who had spoken before all looked away.

It's not that they are timid, but that the cultivation level displayed by this Holy Son of Light is simply too powerful.

"The Holy Son of Fluttering Light has crossed so many small realms to defeat the enemy with one move. I'm afraid he has already touched the Eight Forbidden Realms."

"That's right, it's definitely the Eight Bans."

"The Eight Forbidden Areas are a realm that only truly peerless geniuses can reach."

At this moment, many geniuses from the Holy Land Church couldn't help but want to compete with Luo Mo and test their own skills.

But now is not the right occasion.

"If you don't dare, you can come together."

Although they are said to be coming together, they are limited to the secret realm of Xiantai. Not only is Li Daoqing and the Supreme Elders not allowed to come because the cultivation level is too high, he also has to worry about the imperial soldiers in Luo Mo's hands.

Hearing Luo Mo's arrogant words, several people glanced at each other, and then jumped out together. They were all monks from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.

"Any more?"

Luo Mo didn't take these things seriously. Could they be stronger than Gai Jiuyou in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm?

Then a few more people jumped out, all monks from the Mystic Realm of Dragon Transformation. They were too weak to dare to stand up.

A pair of seventeen, the number of people is really huge.

"Holy Son of Yaoguang, I don't want to be your enemy, as long as you return my junior brother." One of them slowed down his tone, as if he had no intention of fighting.

"Are you worthy of being my enemy?"

Luo Mo has a big heart and magic, so he can naturally tell whether he is sincere or false.

"Hmph, Holy Son of Light, you are too arrogant, don't blame our men for being ruthless!"

All of a sudden, all kinds of weapons came, including such heavy weapons as the Bell Cauldron Tower. These people were obviously outstanding disciples of various sects.

Facing the weapons, Luo Mo didn't even move. He held the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron in one hand and held the world in his palm with the other.

A golden elixir as big as a fist appeared above his head. It was extremely bright and brilliant. When the golden elixir appeared, it only shook slightly. The surrounding vitality suddenly became like an avalanche. The incoming bell and tripod tower seals were swept away and exploded.

One by one, they turned into fragments all over the sky.

The seventeen dragon-transforming monks flew backwards, with broken bones and tendons, unstable souls, wheel-sea shaking, Taoist palaces shifting, four poles weakened, and no strength to fight anymore.

The surrounding area fell silent for a moment. No one expected this outcome. It was already over before it even started.

"What a golden elixir secret technique."

Jiang Taixu broke the silence with his words. Even if he was a saint in this world, he had to marvel at the power of the golden elixir, which was a bit ridiculously strong.

Luo Mo withdrew the golden elixir, and with every breath he took, it was as if a giant mountain and sea beast was exhaling vitality in the world, and the vitality poured into him like a river pouring down from the sky.

The golden elixir is good for everything, but it consumes too much. Luo Mo also encountered the same problem as Fang Han, that is, he condensed a too powerful golden elixir, which consumes nearly a large amount of mana every time he uses it. It will burn out after one or two uses.

.

But it is enough to scare outsiders.

"Within the eight forbidden areas, there is no rival." Someone sighed.

The performance of the Holy Son of Yaoguang was really too strong. He defeated more than a dozen monks from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm with one move. Let alone worrying about the Holy Body in the future, they should worry about the Holy Son of Yaoguang first.

"The Holy Son of Fluctuating Light is already invincible among his peers."

"Yuoguang is so lucky to have so many geniuses."

The rise is unstoppable.

Luo Mo asked if there were any challengers, but no one responded.

Those who understand the fluctuations can naturally see it clearly. No one in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm is an opponent, and the monks in Sendai cannot resist it unless they come out.

It has actually reached this level of strength.

Some people had seen him in Belvedere Underground Palace, but they were surprised to find that the cultivation level of Jiang Li, the Holy Son of Light, had improved by leaps and bounds, and he was already invincible under the Immortal Platform. How long had it been?

After no one challenged him, Luo Mo unleashed the power of the Righteous Sect, leaving an impression of being domineering. After all, even the power dared to suppress it. No one said anything even with the help of the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers, because everyone knew

The Holy Son of Light and the Holy Soldier were not the first great power he had bullied. The great criminal Xu Tianxiong was still on the list.

It wouldn't matter if he only relied on magic weapons, but his own cultivation level is still so strong, it is simply enviable.

Without the interruption of those people, everyone turned their attention to celebrating. Ye Fan, the holy body, successfully broke the curse, so it was naturally worthy of a good celebration. They held a grand banquet and celebrated for three days and three nights.

As the protagonist, Ye Fan was dragged into drinking by a group of young disciples who wanted to make friends.

Ji Haoyue remained silent, feeling quite dissatisfied with the Holy Body who had abducted her sister. She poured him under the table every day before she finally breathed her last breath.

As the Holy Son, Luo Mo was very active and greeted many young disciples.

"Several masters."

He took the wine flask and went to find some monks and nuns from the Western Desert.

"I don't want to be a master." Several young monks were still very polite and reserved, not as bold and unrestrained as others who were there to fight for wine.

"Would you like to try my new wine?"

A woman in white clothes came out of the dust, with a hollow voice, and answered: "The Holy Son invites you, how dare you refuse if you feel the love."

He refilled the wine for several people. Li Rui, with quick eyesight and quick hands, grabbed the job and poured purple wine for everyone, "Just let senior brother do this kind of thing... This wine smells so good!"

"Added some lin orchids."

"Linlan flower? What is that?" Although Luo Mo's extensive collection of various materials allowed Yaoguang's disciples to take herbal medicine and material science as electives, there are still many ancient varieties that are not known to them.

"An ancient tree, with a hint of Kirin's auspiciousness, produces flowers that can make people feel peaceful and resonate with Tao." Luo Mo explained, "and the fragrance of this flower will not fade away after a few days on the body.

fragrant."

This kind of flower was very popular among women in ancient times. Luo Mo learned this information from the memories of the Holy Prince and the Divine Silkworm Princess.

Li Rui thought for a moment with his brain circuit, "The fragrance will not dissipate for a few days? Doesn't that mean someone will follow you casually when you go out?"

Hmm... you have a point.

But it makes sense that this flower is favored by women rather than by men.

Jue Youqing is a woman, a female Bodhisattva from the Western Desert. She was moved after hearing this and couldn't help but ask, "Does the Holy Son still have many orchids?"

"There are still some. If you want, I can give you one."

Luo Mo took out a jade box, in which were stacked purple flowers, all of which were unicorns, shaped like little unicorns curled up.

As soon as the jade box was opened, the fragrance immediately filled the air. The smell was deeply awakening, and the spiritual platform became clear and bright.

"I feel so grateful to the Holy Son."

Even if you are practicing Buddhism, you still need such external objects.
To be continued...
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