Ancient One

Chapter 1129: More painful than death

Mo Xiaochuan's Tianzhuo Demon sword came out, and Hao Ran was in the air, and the magic around the North Ming Tianlu was directly split.

"Well? This is..."

After the rain, the brow wrinkled, suddenly exclaimed, said: "Scorpio swing sword?!"

His face became astonished and he said: "You are a black iron city Mo family?"

Mo Xiaochuan had no time to answer, and he broke the magical spirit with a sword and stabbed the eyebrow of Beiming Tianlu!

"Red dust gaze at the moon!"

"Hey!"

Bei Ming Tian Lu raised his left hand and pinched his fingers. He pinched the sword tip at his fingertips and couldn’t push it any more!

The difference between the two is really too big, it is completely different!

"Hey, cockroach ants!"

In the eyes of the North Ming Tianlu, there was a trace of cool color, and it was a finger, just a little light, but let the whole sword tremble!

"Hey!"

The constant sound of the sword trembled, Mo Xiaochuan spurted a blood on the spot, and was shaken out by the force of that finger. The half-wall body was completely numb.

At this moment, he realized how powerful the enemy was and how weak he was.

Suddenly a powerful hand was shot on his shoulder and said: "You have this **** strength, don't tarnish this sword, let me come."

Mo Xiaochuan hasn't reacted yet. He only feels a pain in his wrist. The sword that is closely related to him has changed hands.

"you……"

He was furious and shouted at the rain and screamed: "Return the sword to me!"

Park Yuqing sneered: "The weak will only pray? This sword is not a **** that you can use, roll!"

The word "rolling" contained a boundless spirit. The direct shock of Mo Xiaochuan spurted a blood again and fell directly from the sky.

"Oh!"

Mo Xiaochuan fell directly into the sea, splashing a wave, and it was insignificant under the boundless waves.

Li Yunyan's face sank, his eyes flashed through a cold mang, and he peered into the sky and stared away.

Bo Yuqing seems to have sensed it. He turned his head slightly and smiled lightly: "Oh? I forgot it. The big man seems to have an apprentice who is a member of the Black Iron City, is this person?"

His mouth rose slightly and smirked: "Speaking of this, this sword is still somewhat related to my teacher's veins. If I return to my hands, I will not humiliate him. Does Yunyun adults want to give disciples?"

There is still some taboo in the rain, and I am afraid that Li Yunqi will shoot, so I deliberately first spurred him, let Li Yunzhen worry about his identity, and he is not allowed to shoot.

Li Yunqi's face was blue and green, and he snorted and bowed his head. He looked into the sea and looked for Mo Xiaochuan.

Mo Xiaochuan fell into the sea and was directly shaken 100 meters away. He only felt a sting in the brain! Do not eat demon soup

The rain attack of Bo Yuqing was fierce and fierce, and he directly slammed into his Lingtai to understand the sea. The whole person was in abundance, and his brain was like a million blades in the inch.

"Ah!!"

He held his head in pain, tumbling in the water, and black blood oozing out of the pores.

In his eyes, he was sorrowful and bloody, and he struggled for countless years. He struggled day and night, and he was still repaired with slag. When the other person "rolled", he really got out!

Under the pain, the fragments of memory have emerged incessantly in their minds, and those dusty pasts are constantly emerging.

"boom!"

There seems to be some kind of power collapse in Lingtai’s knowledge of the sea, and a blockade of memory is gradually clearing...

Outside the Black Iron City, the young boy clenched his little sword and walked step by step toward the hole of the gods.

Here is the forbidden place and the place of trial.

Anyone who has committed a crime of death will be driven in. All criminals will be excused as long as they can survive.

But for countless years, Mo Xiaochuan has never heard of anyone who can live from it.

The huge fear spreads in his heart, but he can die if he doesn't go in. The fierce white man outside the cave is there. If he turns directly back, he will be directly peeled and cut.

Mo Xiaochuan will be wronged and afraid to be driven out of his heart, and he will have the courage to rush in.

"Ah! Ah!!"

He kept yelling at himself and daring himself into the cave.

In addition to a darkness, there seems to be no other things. Mo Xiaochuan has a lot of energy and he has to go out all at once.

He couldn’t stop, and he didn’t dare to stop, and he ran faster and faster.

But soon the problem came. He didn't know how far he ran, but it must not be short, but it seems that there is no end in this hole, just like going straight to Huang Quan.

"Ah! Ah!!"

The sound of courage to himself reverberated in the cave, but it was getting weaker and weaker. It was even more inaudible to the back. Mo Xiaochuan did not know how long he ran. He finally lost his strength and fell directly on the ground and could not climb.

Suddenly a faint sigh rang in his ear.

"what!"

Mo Xiaochuan was shocked. I didn't know where it came from. He jumped up and held the iron sword that Gu Feiyang had just refined. He looked around with vigilance.

The voice rang again and whispered: "You are not a death row, how come you ran in?"

"You, who are you?"

Mo Xiaochuan was a little bit bold and asked carefully. You are my iceberg president and become a sticky baby

The voice did not answer, just asked: "You haven't answered me yet, why do you want to enter the Mo family?"

"I want to be stronger! I want to be a great powerhouse like my father!"

Mo Xiaochuan did not know where to come from the courage, shouted loudly.

At this moment, it seems that all the strength is instantly restored, holding the sword in his hand.

"Oh? Great generation? Cut!"

The voice disdained: "Now, when the entire Mo family is flying, what time has it passed the generation of the strong? Even if it is a flight, it is still okay."

Mo Xiaochuan’s heart-shaped earthquake, Mo Hangfei is the strongest of the Mo family’s current ancestors!

He was angrily saying: "Who are you, you are hiding in the dark and bragging! The strength of the old ancestors is not the seven masters of the world, and they dare not say that they will win!"

"Haha!"

The voice seemed to be amused by him, and he couldn't help but laugh. "I am bragging? Not that I look at Mohangfei, even the white man outside the cave, he may not be able to win."

Mo Xiaochuan was silent. Before the ancient Feiyang and the ancestors fought a battle, although they only played against each other, it seemed to be a tie-breaking game. However, from the words of the ancestors, it seems that the ancient flying is better.

"What, I was told?"

There was a slap in the voice.

Mo Xiaochuan said silently: "The man is really strong, he is my master."

"what?"

The voice was taken aback and then asked: "Since you have such a strong master, why do you want to come to the cave?"

"Don't you already say it? Because I want to be stronger! To be my father, my master, and the great powerhouse of the oldest!"

Mo Xiaochuan said angrily: "My master said that if you can't pass the test of the Shenshen Cave, you won't accept me as a disciple!"

Suddenly it became quiet and it was dark and dark.

Mo Xiaochuan suddenly was a little scared, loudly: "Hey, where are you? Talking."

The voice still did not appear.

Mo Xiaochuan’s heart “fluttered” and jumped more and more, and did not know how to do it well.

Moving on, it seems that there is no end.

return to? He doesn't remember how far he ran, and God knows when he can run out.

In desperation, after a brief thought, he decided to move on.

"In order to become stronger, what price are you willing to pay?"

That voice sounded like a ghost again, and directly shocked Mo Xiaochuan!

Mo Xiaochuan angered: "Do you not scare me!"

The voice did not speak, it seemed to be waiting for him to answer.

Mo Xiaochuan once again strong and bold, loudly said: "I am willing to pay any price! Any price!"

"Oh?"

The voice seemed interested, and smiled: "When you are young, you know the meaning of any price."

"I know!"

Mo Xiaochuan said with a slap in the face: "Even if you die!"

The voice was silent again. It seemed to be thinking. Some of the praises said: "There is a sense of death at such a young age. Yes, good."

Mo Xiaochuan said: "What is the test in this hole? Come and test me!"

"Ha ha."

The voice laughed: "If the test is more than a hundred times more painful than death, are you willing to accept it?"

"I am willing!"

Mo Xiaochuan categorically responded.

The voice smiled and said: "Ignorance! Children know what is more painful than death."

"I know!"

Mo Xiaochuan became serious and looked awkward: "I know what is more painful than death. As a father's son, it is a martial arts mediocrity. I can't find out my father's death because of his revenge and the bullying and insults of everyone. I can't protect the people I want to protect, and I want to maintain what I want to maintain. I feel that I must die if I die!"

His tender face reveals maturity and sadness that are completely out of proportion to his peers.

The voice seemed to be stunned and I didn’t speak for a while.

Mo Xiaochuan continued: "If you continue to be so mediocre and cannot become a great powerhouse, I would rather die in the hole of the gods, just like the ancestors who have come in countless before, so I will be more relaxed."

After saying these words~lightnovelpub.net~ Mo Xiaochuan suddenly felt that the hole was not so terrible.

I am not afraid of even death, what are you afraid of?

I am afraid that I will become mediocre, I am afraid that I will not be able to lift my head forever. I am afraid that I can only look up to the countless figures above the sky!

"Please test me!"

Mo Xiaochuan suddenly said loudly, and his face was determined.

The voice continued to be silent, the unusual silence in the cave, and even a ghost was useless.

But Mo Xiaochuan was not afraid at all, he knew that the voice must be by his side.

Sure enough, after a while, the voice sounded slowly again, but it became a bit awesome. I said dullly: "Your talent is not very slag, but it has such scum..."

Mo Xiaochuan said: "..., I know! I will work hard and pay a hundred times more effort than others! When others practice one hour, I will practice one hundred hours! When others smash a sword, I will smash one hundred swords. !?()