dmims Chapter 261
Chapter 261
Before a grave, Moran knelt on the ground and gave his grandfather his last ride.
The old priest had not lived much ten years ago, and even if he broke through the foundation and lasted for another ten years, he would eventually reach the end of his life.
It's been ten years.
Moran is no longer the little girl she was ten years ago, she has grown taller and her appearance has become more and more exquisite.
At the age of twenty-three, she has a graceful figure, charming charm, and a bit of heroic posture between her eyebrows.
This is a beautiful and resolute girl.
In the past ten years, Mo Qianqian has spared no effort to teach her, and Mo Lan has lived up to Mo Qian's expectations, she has stepped into the realm of kings!
Moreover, she has also become the king of the Heavenly Pride of the Six Forbidden Realms!
This is something that Moran couldn't have imagined ten years ago, all the credit is due to the young man in white standing not far away!
Mo Lan looked at the ethereal immortal master not far away, with a deep admiration and admiration in his eyes!
If it weren't for Mo Qianqian's existence, she would not have been able to achieve what she is today!
Compared with Mo Lan's growth, Mo Qian's growth in the past ten years is the most terrifying and unimaginable!
One year into the extraordinary, two years on the king, three years to nirvana!
Now, ten years later, he has regained the realm of the tenth eons of Nirvana!
Yes, whether it is transcendental, king, or nirvana, Mo Qianqian has stepped out of the tenth realm!
He didn't have the Tianjiao realm given by heaven and earth, but his strength was far from being comparable to the Tianjiao realm of Tianjiao!
His current strength is countless stronger than his previous peak!
Before he reached the Nine Tribulations of Nirvana, his combat power could kill the ancient saint, but when he encountered the true saint, he could only protect himself.
And now, he can kill the Ancient Saint with the snap of his fingers, and he can suppress the True Saint with just one hand!
Comparable...... Holy King!
The Nirvana Realm is comparable to the Holy King, which has never been recorded in the entire history of the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds!
"I have a hunch that my Holy Tribulation will be more violent than ever, and there may be unimaginable changes."
Mo Qian said in a young voice, because he had stepped into the forbidden realm, and every breakthrough in the realm would encounter obstacles from heaven and earth.
At the time of the Nirvana Tribulation, his physical body was destroyed, and the frightened Moran thought that his master was dead, and he almost cried blind.
Even Mo Lan buried Mo Qianqian, but a year later, Mo Qianqian came back to life and scared the little girl again.
The death of the physical body is the most terrible scene of the Nirvana Tribulation.
The Holy Tribulation will only be more terrifying, because this is equivalent to the last Great Realm Tribulation!
The next calamity, that is the imperial calamity!
"Almost, my current strength is comparable to that of the Holy King, if I sacrifice the imperial weapon, I can be called invincible under the Holy Emperor, and it is time to show my demeanor in this era."
Mo Qianqian silently thought in his heart, in this era, the human race needs a peerless powerhouse!
Need one... Emperor!
He quietly explored the entire Savage Continent and found that the entire continent had been occupied by demons.
Among them, there are three Demon Sages on the Savage Continent, one Ancient Sage!
The size of the entire Savage Continent is almost equivalent to the Nine Heavens Continent, which is a super continent.
As for the Blue Dragon Continent, the upper realm of the Barbarian Continent, he hadn't been up yet, so he didn't know the situation.
"Master, when will we start attacking the demons?"
Moran walked over and asked.
At this moment, her face was cold, and her eyes were shining with a cold light.
The only relative has passed away, and she has no worries, only hatred for the demons in her heart!
"How's the army training?" Mo Qianqian asked lightly.
Since Moran killed the demons of the Magic Stone Castle ten years ago, tens of millions of people in a radius of thousands of miles have regained their freedom.
Subsequently, Mo Qianqian asked Mo Lan to form an army to resist the demons, but he didn't expect the effect to be so fierce, and millions of people signed up!
Obviously, the human race of the Savage Continent is already full of resentment towards the demon race in their hearts, as long as Mo Lan raises his arms, they are willing to follow Mo Lan to crusade against the demon race!
Mo Lan selected 500,000 talented people and formed a large army, under the inclination of Mo Qian's resources, this army was already quite large!
Among them, there are several and thousands of extraordinary people in the King Realm, and all the rest are in the Divine Power Realm!
Hundreds of thousands of Divine Powers Realm, this is an incomparably powerful army, I don't know how many times stronger than the Magic Stone Castle!
Of course, their enemies don't know how many times stronger than the Magic Stone Castle.
Above the Demon Stone Castle, there is Qingyun Village, the territory of the Demon Clan, which controls hundreds of millions of people in a radius of millions of miles!
Among them, there are thousands of small demons like the Magic Stone Castle!
"I'll give you a year to wipe out the entire demon clan within a radius of a million miles, if there is a strong person you can't deal with, I will make a move, maybe do it?"
Mo Qianqian pondered for a moment and said lightly.
"Don't worry, Master, the apprentice will definitely do it!"
Hearing Master's words, a hint of excitement flashed in Mo Lan's eyes, and he immediately opened his mouth to admit it.
There is another reason why Mo Qianqian didn't take action by himself, and wanted everyone in the Wild Continent to unite by themselves.
It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish!
It was very simple for him to make a move by himself, and he could destroy the demon clan for millions of miles in a breath.
However, after he left the Savage Continent, the demons made a comeback, what did these people do?
They need to be tempered after all!
And, it's the way they have to go.
Mo Qianqian wants to cultivate them and let them understand what the cruelty of war is!
What is bloody!
What does it mean to be backward and be beaten!
.......
Nine hundred thousand years later, the Xuangong, the land of the catastrophe, at this moment, the sky is full of dark clouds, and the thunder is rolling, as if the end of the world is coming!
"Boom!"
The thunder shook the void, and the furious thunder sea was condensing, exuding an aura of destruction, which was suffocating!
This is sanctification!
Xuangong, someone has been sanctified!
In the middle of the air, the white-haired fairy stood proudly, dancing in a snow-white long skirt, like a nine-day fairy in the dust, beautiful and incomprehensible.
At this time, she was covered in the glow, and her skin was like snow, like a fairy!
At her feet, a snow lotus platform emerged, supporting her delicate body and protecting her from the influence of the thunder sea.
The lotus platform bloomed brightly, isolating the sea of thunder in the sky, and no thunder and lightning could hurt her!
She just stood quietly, bathing in the sea of thunder!
It took three days for the thunderstorm to slowly disappear, and the sky gradually cleared.
She slowly opened her eyes, the clear pupils were deep and vast, like a galaxy universe, containing endless mysteries!
At this moment, a dazzling light burst out of her eyes, earth-shattering!
Xiaoxue, sanctified!
"Congratulations on becoming the youngest Sage in the history of the Terrans."
The purple skirt fairy Ye Zi Kite walked over with a touch of amazement in her eyes.
A fifty-year-old sage, looking at the entire heavens and all worlds, is a unique existence!
Ye Ziyuan is sixty-eight years old this year, and he has only reached the Seven Tribulations Nirvana Realm!
"Compared to my brother, what is my current strength, my brother is the strongest Tianjiao of the human race."
Xiaoxue looked at Ye Ziyuan and spoke, her eyes were very bright, like stars, shining, but there was a melancholy that could not be dissolved.
"Hey, he'll be back, Xue'er, you don't have to work so hard." Ye Ziyuan sighed and comforted.
Ten years, from the Seven Tribulations Nirvana to Sanctification, the speed is fast, who can know how much effort Xiaoxue has made behind him?
"My brother once said that Xue'er will become stronger, so I can protect my brother, but until the end, it is my brother who is protecting me."
"If I had been stronger and could protect my brother, wouldn't my brother have had an accident?"