Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 850: Mo Yunjiu King
Millions of miles west of the Blood Prison Mountain, there is a lonely and arrogant peak straight into the blue cloud.
The peak is surrounded by steep cliffs, at least a million miles high from bottom to top. Above the cliffs, countless stone beams of different lengths and lengths stretch out, and numerous nests of birds, large and small, have been built on them.
The higher the distance from the ground, the stronger the nest owner's strength.
At a distance of six to seven hundred thousand miles away from the ground, the monster aura left in these lairs alone has reached the level of the gods. It is conceivable that the masters of these lairs are so strong.
This is the Sky Cliff, also known as Moyun Mountain, and it is the nest of King Jiu Wushuang's father Mo Yunjiu.
The top of the skyscraper is flat, without any decoration of flowers, plants and trees, only metal stakes of different thicknesses are stuck on the ground.
I don’t know how many weird big monsters and giant monsters were broken by the forbidden law and turned into their original form. The demon fire refines the shape and suffers endless punishments all day long.
On the top of the mountain, you can hear the terrible howls of these big monsters and giants at any time.
If someone can't survive the punishment and is directly refined and killed here, there will be magic soldiers from the skyscrapers coming over, dismembering them, and turning them into rations for feeding the young birds on the skyscrapers.
This kind of behavior is extremely cruel to the human race, but within the demon race, it is extremely normal.
Looking up, the sky on the top of the skyscraper, which is exactly the same size as the top of the mountain, is more vivid and bright than other places.
If it is daytime, standing on the top of the skyscraper, the sun will be several times larger than that of other places in the Western Demon Country, and the spilt sunlight will be a hundred times more intense and intense.
If you stand on the top of the skyscraper at night, you can see the sky full of stars, turning into a splendid Milky Way in the middle of the sky. The rich, watery, cool star essences are rolling down, nourishing the plump feathers of countless fierce birds on the skyscraper, and it is constantly strengthening their blood.
In the Western Demon Country, any demon emperor’s lair is like this.
According to the demon lords, this is the sanctuary of the ancestors of the monsters in the western demon kingdom, and the grace that descended from the sky is for the powerful demon clan to resist the ‘persecution’ of the Sui Dynasty.
In the middle of the top of the Motianya Mountain, a piece of bronze is cast, and a large group of temples stands here.
This is the daily residence of King Moyunjiu.
The bloodline of King Moyunjiu is thin, and now there are only King Moyunjiu and Wushuang Jiu among the whole family. King Mo Yunjiu has a withdrawn personality and is alone in his daily life.
So this palace complex covering dozens of miles is filled with servants, maids, and even a few who were robbed and bought by King Moyunjiu, and even a few who were supervising the battle on the west side of Sui Chao, but were unfortunately captured alive. Eunuch, here is the manager.
In the west corner of the palace complex, in a lonely hall that is a hundred feet away from other palaces, the three-foot-tall, bald, big eagle hooked nose, and the cold and gloomy King Moyunjiu squatted on the ground. The sharp claws were carefully drawn on a large stone slab.
The stone slab measuring several feet long and wide has lines, words, various symbols of the sun, moon and stars, and some strange runes.
By the side of King Mo Yunjiu, a large number of books are randomly discarded.
These books are of different materials, including paper books, animal skins, bamboo and wood slips, jade scrolls, and even many gold books and purple urns shining brightly.
These are the practice classics that King Moyunjiu snatched from Sui Dynasty, bought, and abducted by various means during his million-year career. There are Taoism, Buddhism, and the classics of the White Lotus Palace, as well as some other lesser-known genres, such as Fengshui in medicine, divining hexagrams and alchemy, moving mountains and digging tombs, harvesting-yin-nourishing-yang, forests and all kinds of things.
Having his head down, after earnestly rubbing and writing on the slate for a long time, King Mo Yunjiu sat on the ground suddenly, stretched his limbs vigorously, and then lay down on his back, looking straight at the roof of the hall. A Hetuluo book engraved on the top.
"It doesn't make sense, isn't it, the old man is so stupid?"
"It doesn't make sense...Is the old man, really can't go further?"
"The potential of the bloodline of the Demon Emperor has been tapped to its extreme...Could it be that the old man really can't get a glimpse of the wonderful scenery of the Demon Lord's realm?"
"Hateful, annoying, hateful..."
The King Mo Yunjiu gritted his teeth, and an extremely gloomy and helpless light flashed in his triangular eyes.
"1.03 million years, the old man lived a full 1.03 million years..."
"From birth to 120,000 years old, the old man lived arbitrarily and behaved in a way that was really a waste of time."
"But from the age of 120,000 to the present, for a whole 900,000 years, and a whole 900,000 years, the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty has changed for dozens of generations. The old man only wants a breakthrough, only a breakthrough! "
With the sound of ‘crunch’ bones, his hands gradually turned into a pair of huge, iron-bone vulture claws. Sisi Yaoqi Yunxia wrapped around the sharp claws, and King Moyunjiu gently and constantly grasped his claws, and the claws collided with each other, splashing countless sparks, making a dull thunderous sound.
"The blood of the monster emperor...hehe."
"If so, the blood of the old man can be mentioned...a pity, hateful, behind the blood hell, the old monster is pestering, can't move, dare not move, if you move, you will die."
"Then Pei Feng...the Devil Phoenix, the blood peacock, the Devil Phoenix..."
"As long as she falls into the hands of the old man, she may be able to draw her blood, so that the old man has the blood of the demon sovereign."
The King Mo Yunjiu sat up stubbornly, and carefully drew out a blood-colored animal skin several feet in radius from the stacks of books around him.
"The secret technique of bloodline alteration...The secret technique of the'Blood Beast Spirit Sect' that was slaughtered by the Sui Dynasty Forbidden Army these eight hundred and twenty thousand years ago is profound and indescribable. Perhaps, it can really succeed."
"Hey, Wushuang, this useless child, why haven't you hooked up that little girl?"
"First let him and that little girl add a few little boys to my clan, and then the old man personally imprisoned her, draws blood, and replaces herself...tsk...so the blood is spreading, the old man also has more Further opportunities."
"Wu Shuang, why haven't you succeeded yet?"
"In my Western Demon Country, Wushuang’s family is not top-notch. Except for those big demon lords, among the demon emperors, my King Moyunjiu is definitely not weak... and Wushuang’s children are born so handsome and extraordinary. , In the bird family, he is definitely the top beautiful man."
"Look at his triangular eyes, big eagle hooked nose, and the big bald head of the original deity. How handsome...Is Pei Feng blind? I can't look down on our Wushuang boy?"
Shaking his head, dropping the scarlet skins, King Moyunjiu stretched out his claws and continued to draw on the stone slab.
"It's difficult, difficult, difficult...this Human Race's cultivation classics, what kind of understanding of the way of heaven, what is close to nature, what kind of mental state cultivation, what awe-inspiring righteousness... what kind of tattered stuff?"
"Enlightenment, what is enlightenment? We Yaozu, as long as we eat and drink enough to sleep, our strength will naturally come when we are old."
"This is also the natural welfare provided by the ancestors. As long as the blood is high enough, the strength will naturally be in place after adulthood. Where can we practice so hard?"
"But, it's really strange that the human race can have great masters through cultivation...Even the most humble human race can rise to the sky for nine days. The so-called grass carp turns into a dragon, this is the truth. "
"We Yaozu, why didn't such a thing happen?"
"If you say absolutely nothing, it's not right... The pig head nowadays has swallowed a treasure of heaven and earth, and directly changed from the inferior wild boar bloodline to the bloodline of the swallowing sky gang hyena. Tsk, in just a thousand years, from the little demon straight to the great realm."
"I, King Moyunjiu, how come there is no such opportunity, such good luck?"
With a sound of'ding', a bronze round mirror appeared in front of King Moyunjiu, and the mirror light flickered. A man with a big eagle hook nose and a panic expression emerged from the round mirror: "Great King, Great King, It's not good, it's not good... Young Master, something happened."
"The young master took people to contain Pei Feng’s friend, but he didn’t know, that Pei Feng’s friend actually came from the Red Lotus Temple, and he absolutely possessed the power of the demon emperor. The young master was captured by him alive. Forced by him to subdue by Buddhism, he has now become his mount, and he has been straddling to the Blood Prison Mountain."
The King Mo Yunjiu stayed for a while, and then let out a sharp roar that went straight into the sky.
"My child, was turned into a mount by someone using the secret method of the Red Lotus Temple? It is presumptuous, bold, and simply..."
"The Sky Cliff belongs to the army, and go to the Blood Prison Mountain!"
"Turn on the teleportation array and pass it directly to the Blood Prison...No, the old man wants to see the Tiebi Mountain next to the Blood Prison Mountain, what else does the girl in the Blood Prison say."
"Even if the old ancestor is protecting her, the old man must ask for an explanation this time and find an explanation."
"The old man's only son was accepted as a mount. It's simply unreasonable."
On the cliffs around the skyscraper, among the numerous large and small bird's nests, countless demon birds with wingspans of more than 100 feet roared in unison, flapping their wings into the air, circling up the skyscraper.
Soon, the top of the skyscraper was covered by countless huge wings, and even the sun falling from the sky was completely blocked, and the skyscraper became dark.
At the top of the Sky Cliff, a large teleportation array with a diameter of more than twelve miles lights up, piles of element crystals are constantly being thrown into the teleportation array, and a vast spatial force spreads out and gradually turns into a fixed light gate. Suspended in the big formation.
Beside the teleportation formation, a few human formation mages wrapped in animal skins stood expressionlessly, behind them were dozens of horrible monsters with amazing auras.
These formation mages were all captured by King Moyunjiu from the Sui Dynasty. They were trapped here and arranged various formations for King Moyunjiu. The oldest one has been trapped here for more than ten thousand years.
Looking at King Moyunjiu taking the lead and rushing into the teleportation formation with a large group of fierce birds, a gray-haired old formation mage whispered: "I don't know where we are going to be robbed again... We are doing evil. Oh!"
A fierce bird and great demon picked up a wooden stick. The'boom' was a stick on the head of the old mages: "Let’s be short-winded, work hard, if there is any problem with the formation, your son, grandson, great-grandson , All have to be jerky."
Several mages lowered their heads, and no one spoke.
Tens of thousands of miles away from the Blood Prison Mountain, a complex terrain, there are not many trees in the mountain, and there are huge mountains with thatch piles and sweet potato fields everywhere.
In the thatch, countless little monsters of the genus of cows, horses, donkeys, and mules happily scatter their children.
But these cows and horses are not the masters of this iron wall mountain. Look at the wild boars with different coat colors and patterns, and you will know this. It is the world of pig demon.
The pig demon originally had a very low status in the Western demon country, with insufficient IQ, low bloodline, and weak combat power. The only advantage is that it is extremely viable, so it has always been used as a reserve ration and cannon fodder army.
But tens of thousands of years ago, a lucky wild boar demon inadvertently swallowed a treasure of heaven and earth, and forcibly raised his bloodline to the demon-sovereign level, and it only took more than a thousand years to be safe. Grow into a demon god.
Since then, the status of the pig demon community in the Western Demon Country has been greatly improved.
The demon-lord has even incorporated some weird high-level bloodlines into the pig demon group by means of defying the sky, causing the demon king and even the demon emperor-level bloodlines to appear in the pig demon group.
The Irontooth King who guards Tiebi Mountain is the subordinate of the Pig Demon Venerable, the first successful Demon Emperor bloodline owner, and the first godson accepted by the Pig Demon Venerable, and his status in the Western Demon Kingdom. Especially in the pig demon community, extremely respected.
The main peak of Tiebi Mountain, in a huge pond, a huge pig's head with a diameter of more than ten feet is exposed on the surface of the water, four sharp fangs gleaming with metallic cold light, like four sharp swords protruding from the lips .
The pig’s head opened his mouth from time to time, and there were hundreds of fat and slender men standing beside the pond. They smiled, grabbing big baskets of fruits and vegetables, and constantly throwing them into the big pig’s head. Mouth.
The pig head squinted his eyes and hummed comfortably, gulping the fresh melons and fruits he just picked, and almost fell asleep in comfort.
Suddenly, on the flat ground not far away, a ray of light soared into the sky, and a light gate condensed into shape. The Mo Yunjiu king, who was full of fright, walked out of the light gate, and rose into the air with anger.
The big pig head opened an eye with a snap, and then quickly closed it with a snap.
"The old bird is going crazy~IndoMTL.com~Who beats his eggs? Hey, it's nothing to do, hang up high, the ancestors have a cloud, eating is a blessing, and sleeping is a blessing. Good luck...Well, no matter the nostalgia, no matter the nostalgia, fighting and killing, where can sleep and fattening come to enjoy?"
"Hey, besides, we are not his opponent either."
"The ancestor's craftsmanship is too trendy, we are just an ordinary Demon Emperor bloodline, not comparable to this old bird's peak Demon Emperor bloodline...Tsk tsk, can't beat, can't beat, don't provoke him, don't provoke him..."
"We are just a litter of pigs that are carefree and live in peace. Fight and kill and let these ferocious beasts do it."
"Well, this melon is not bad, let's have another hundred baskets."
The King Mo Yunjiu didn’t even look at the King Irontooth lying in the pond. He screamed, and then suddenly turned into an old vulture with a wingspan of nearly ten thousand feet, and then his wings fluttered. , It is tens of thousands of miles in an instant.
With an extremely sharp, high-pitched sound of breaking through the air, King Moyunjiu came to the front of the Blood Prison Mountain.
"Blood Prison, Pei Feng, return my son!"