In the past, in a huge open space, two figures rushed forward rapidly, and their energy surged, each with powerful energy overflowed, and the bombing ground was trembling.

"Haha~, brother, even if you don't use teleportation, it seems that you are not a match." One of the figures attracted much attention, and a blue shirt was his logo.

Moran.

The other man also has great strength. He can see that he is at a high level at a glance, but he gradually fell into a disadvantage under Mo Ran's strong and powerful attack.

Huang Lang looked at his brother with his teeth angrily. Once upon a time, the gap between the two was as clear as it is now. Unexpectedly, after a long time, the gap actually dropped.

"Ho huh~, this boy who has changed his strength is obviously only at the level of a mid-level Divine Emperor, but his strength is far comparable to that of a high-level one. It's really unreasonable." Huang Lang roared, and a sword light slashed out again without any intention of refusing to defend himself. He knew that no matter how hard he tried, he would not hurt his brother. Indeed, Mo Ran's strength was too changeable.

In fact, since Huang Lang obtained the Blade of Jukun, he suddenly realized the Five Spirit Earth-State Broken Mountain, and reached the level of a high-level Divine Emperor in a few years. He made such an extremely fast progress. However, he could not gain any advantage in the competition between the two brothers.

"Shas Yutu?" Seeing Huang Lang slashing out with a sword, Mo Ran smiled slightly, and gently stroked the sword of the sky, then the Qingxuan Split Body punched out.

"Breeding~"

The vitality is like a river wandering, echoing endlessly. When this stance is about to appear, Huang Lang shouts: "The five elements are incompatible, you are in foul."

"Uh~"

Upon hearing this, Mo Ran's fist that had just reached out was fixed in the air, and then there was a burst of laughter around him.

"Sect Master, you can't breed with the power of wood, you forgot." Bian Kui is obviously standing on Huang Lang's side.

Before the competition, the two of them decided that Huang Lang could show all his abilities. As for Mo Ran, teleportation cannot be used. Only two types of power of the five spirits are allowed. As for the breeding of mutually restrained wood power, it is definitely not possible. Moreover, there are many treasures on Mo Ran, and everyone suggested that he only allow him to use the Yuanming Blood Moon Wheel. After a while, Mo Ran's killer moves were used all, and he could only use a pair of fists to compete with Huang Lang for the main killer moves.

There is no way, a sect leader must look like a sect leader.

"Forget it." Mo Ran took back his fist and retreated. Hao Fang said: "Forget it, this time I will use the Broken Yue power to fight my elder brother."

"Huh?" Mo Ran was fully prepared, but he claimed that he only used the earth power. He immediately saw everyone's eyes. In surprise, the group of brothers in the sect all attracted attention with interest.

"Tsk tsk~, after all, it's the sect leader. With a weak level, he also limits his martial arts and is strong enough. Haha, it looks good now."

Huang Lang was also stunned when he heard this, but he immediately laughed and said, "You little brat, you will regret it if you dare to underestimate your elder brother. Everyone, look at it and see how I defeated him."

Huang Lang laughed loudly, raised his sword to meet him, and this time, he probably had to do his best.

"I want to defeat Mo Ran? There are not many opportunities, so make good use of it, hehe."

In a contest between strong people, there is no hatred. On the contrary, the friendship between each other is easier to bring together Zixiao's hearts. Not to mention anything else, with such a generous and approachable sect leader, he should be content as Zixiao's younger brother.

"The sect leader is mighty~"

"Master Huang is mighty~"

Thunderous applause and excited shouts sounded loudly with the shining of the yellow sword light.

On the side, Fu Quan and Wan Ning stood with a smile. Although their expressions were gentle and natural, they were extremely shocked. Not to mention anything else, just from Mo Ran's performance just now, if they do their best, as long as they do not use their ability in the domain, the two of them are really not sure whether they can defeat Mo Ran.

Wan Ning has completely disappointed Wan Liu after experiencing the changes in Luxue Mountain. On the contrary, in this Poison Lord Tower, he was not treated and ignored by Mo Ran, but was praised like a guest of honor. Therefore, Wan Ning was deeply impressed by Mo Ran's generosity and spirit. Although he still insisted that he would not attack Wan Liu, at least from the bottom of his heart, he had already regarded Mo Ran as a true friend.

Standing beside the two was Yin Ziyi, who could not see him. After three thousand years of studying the Divine Lord's Divine Code, the Divine Seeds planted with countless resources from the Divine Lord Tower had long been eradicated. Although he still maintained the original realm of the high-level Divine Emperor and had no progress at all, it was already full of energy for Yin Ziyi.

As for the other Zixiao Sect members, they all focused on watching the two brothers fighting in the field, and made full use of this opportunity to understand the ultimate principles of martial arts. After all, fair competition between high-level divine emperors cannot be seen casually. It is a rare opportunity to integrate many understandings of martial arts. Several ace ladies of Zixiao Sect are considered a small group, including three hostesses of the Poison King Tower: Qin Yao, Xu Jie'er and Dongfang Xue.

Why are there three people? The reason is that Qin Yao had already thoughtfully used Moran and Dongfang to let Moran accept Dongfang Xue.

Dongfang Xue finally got her wish, and it can be said that she was reborn. As for Mo Ran, she finally completely let go of that bitter past and no longer resented this beauty who was deeply in love with her.

Everyone was very happy. This was the situation in Zixiao now. Everyone was inexplicably excited to be able to practice and practice comfortably in this Poison Lord Tower, but they didn't know that there was someone who didn't think so at the moment.

The competition ended with two tied. After all, they were both brothers, and it was impossible to fight desperately for a moment of speed. Mo Ran did keep his hand and gave Huang Lang a full face. When he walked out of the past heart, the smile on his face suddenly turned into hostility.

Accompanied by Fu Quan and Wanning, the three of them came to the Divine Cauldron of Creation. Inside the Cauldron, Qiling and Zijing were commanding hundreds of alchemists to refine the materials of bone marrow melting heart pills with all their strength. The small bottle pools gathered together and reached tens of thousands at most.

Seeing Mo Ran arrive, the two hurriedly walked over.

"How is it?" Mo Ran asked lightly.

Qiling replied: "Boss, it's almost done. In another ten years, the materials will be prepared."

"Yeah~" Mo Ran nodded, looked at Zijing, and asked, "What's the news in the Tianwu Realm?"

Zijing replied solemnly: "The evil ghosts and the others have sent them out, and the rest will also send them out of the Poison King Tower one after another. All the Yuanpos collected from the Poison King Tower are exchanged for Yuan crystals from the Nine Domain, and some magical artifacts are also taken out and sold. It won't take long before we will have a large amount of Yuan crystals in the account."

Mo Ran listened and frowned and said, "It's not easy to deal with this matter too quickly. Take your time. Don't let those who are interested find the shapes and purposes of evil ghosts. The collection of Yuan Jing and Yuan Po must also be carried out accordingly. It's seven million years, and this time is very long. Before the war begins, the wealth you want to collect is a terrifying number. This task is difficult, but it must be completed."

Zijing nodded and said worriedly: "Sect Master, for seven million years, the nine divine realms have their own elixirs. The number of elixirs refined over such a long time is also terrifying. I am afraid that it will be difficult for Zixiao to gather all of them with his financial resources."

"I understand, but it's up to man. How can you know if you don't try your best? Hum~, the Nine Divine Realms are not good halls. No one can bear such a large number of elixirs, and materials alone. At that time, they will definitely use the sales method. Once the magical war begins, no one is willing to die. Those warriors will definitely purchase a large number of elixirs to defend themselves. Be sure to use all Zixiao's Yuan crystals and Yuanpo before this, and strive to make the Nine Domain warriors have no medicine to use."

Zijing glanced at Mo Ran, sighed and said, "Is this worth it?"

"Worth~" Mo Ran replied without thinking: "In the battle of Luxue Mountain, the damage caused to Yao'er by the Eight Divine Realms cannot be forgotten. Yueshan, Pojun, Cold Wind Cold, Gu Mang, Shui Rou, Wan Liu, Yaori, and Ju Yunsong, these people died thousands of times and thousands of times, were not enough to eliminate the hatred in our hearts. At that time, I will let them know what the consequences would be for Mo Ran to offend me. In the divine battle seven million years later, our Sect will make the blood river in the eight regions pay for everything they owe to this Sect."

Mo Ran said calmly, but a strong murderous aura overflowed in his words. In the ears of the four people, even Fu Quan and Wan Ning couldn't help but shiver.

"Is the bloody river of the city?"

Deeply feeling the anger in Mo Ran, Zijing stopped saying anything, and Mo Ran calmed for a while, and the indifferent smile appeared again, saying: "Sister Zijing, don't worry, although the number of these pills is large, it is not our Zixiao who bears it. At that time, I will sell more than half of the pills to several arduous places. The reason why the seven arduous places were defeated in the last few magic battles was that the reason for this pill was mostly half. As long as I took the pills into their hands, I believe that no one would reject me. After all, there are too few powerful alchemists among the seven arduous places."

"Really?" Zijing didn't expect Mo Ran to have a backup plan. After hearing this, he was very surprised. As Zixiao's military advisor, the financial issues of Zixiao Sect are also a major event. Whether Mo Ran cares or not, Zijing attaches great importance to her.

At this moment, Fu Quan interrupted, "Master, the Poison Lord Tower is now in a deserted place and can go out."

Mo Ran nodded and said, "Everyone takes on their own duties. I'll go out and come back soon."

"Where are you going?" Zijing was stunned when she heard this. Over the years, many brothers from Zixiao Sect have come out of the Poison Lord Tower, in charge of all parties in the Tianwu Realm. The news that Mo Ran is dead has naturally been passed back to the tower. Moreover, in the starry sky tunnel, people are looking for the Poison Lord Tower everywhere. If someone finds that Mo Ran is still alive, it will definitely lead to the pursuit of the Eight Region Emperors again. Zijing's worries make sense.
Chapter completed!