manynovel Chapter 257
Chapter 257
In the days that followed, there was a hint of waves in the dullness.
The Black Mountain tribe is gradually developing in a good direction, and Moran is slowly growing up.
On one occasion, the Black Mountain tribe had a conflict with the nearby Blackstone tribe, and Moran resolved it alone.
As soon as she appeared, the powerful aura and the strength of the Innate Realm overwhelmed the Blackstone Tribe, making the priests of the Blackstone Tribe almost paralyzed with fright.
"Bang~
" "Boom~"
Mo Lan shot directly, killing several troublemakers in an instant, scaring everyone in the Blackstone tribe and fleeing in embarrassment.
In the past, when the Montenegrin tribe was weak, it was often bullied, but now it is strong, although it does not bully others, but it is bullied by others to the head, and it is not allowed!
Mo Qianqian watched quietly from the side, although Mo Lan was only thirteen years old, he could already stand alone, these days, Mo
Qianqian's cultivation speed can only be described as shocking!
Even in the Innate Realm, he could still break through to a realm in a few days!
In just two months of re-cultivation, he had already set foot in the Innate Sixth Heaven!
Another month later, in the mountains hundreds of miles away from the Black Mountain Tribe, a powerful thunderbolt appeared again!
After three months of reconstruction, Mo Qianqian stepped into the Ten Heavens of Innateness!
He has surpassed the Innate Great Perfection, surpassed the Million-Extreme Realm, and reached an unbelievable level!
Ten days later, in a cave in the mountain, a violent aura suddenly rose and shook in all directions.
"Whew-"
With a breath of turbid breath exhaled, a tall and heroic young man slowly opened his eyes.
This young man's face is like a crown of jade, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his aura is lofty, and the whole person exudes a compelling momentum!
"Buzz!"
The moment Mo Qianqian opened his eyes, a golden platform appeared behind him, and the platform was engraved with dense mystical runes, exuding a terrifying aura.
And this, not yet, the first golden platform came out, just the beginning!
The second golden platform also appeared behind Mo Qianqian, the platform was simple and heavy, exuding a chilling atmosphere.
This is the third golden platform, and at the moment of its appearance, the dark clouds in the sky converge, and lightning and thunder roared, as if to welcome it.
The Fourth Golden Dojo!
The fifth!
Sixth!
.......
When the tenth golden Dao platform appeared, the surrounding heaven and earth vitality all boiled and frantically poured into the Dao platform.
"Click~"
A thick lightning bolt pierced the sky and bombarded the golden platform behind Mo Qianqian.
Heaven and earth, to stop the formation of the tenth golden platform of the millennium!
You must know that even if it is a peerless Tianjiao of the Ten Dao Platforms, there is only one Golden Dao Platform.
And now, Mo Qianqian has condensed ten golden Dao platforms, which is simply unimaginable!
"Boom!"
However, the Heavenly Tribulation, after all, could not stop Mo Qianqian, and the ten golden Dao platforms stood tall under the thunder, and quickly condensed!
"Hulala~~"
The phantoms of the golden dragon surrounded Mo Qianqian, setting him off like a peerless immortal king.
"Huh!"
In the end, the ten golden Dao platforms turned into brilliant golden rays in the sky, submerged into Mo Qianqian's body, and merged with him!
He did not choose to unite the Ten Dao Platforms, but directly integrated the Ten Dao Platforms with his own body.
You are the strongest platform!
"Boom~" Above
Mo Qianqian's body, a dazzling light erupted, and an indescribable majestic power diffused from his body, which was suffocating.
After a while, the light on Mo Qianqian's body surface gradually dissipated and returned to its normal state.
The strongest foundation is built, and it is done!
From rebuilding to building the strongest foundation, it only took a hundred days for Mo Qianqian!
In a hundred days, how many people can't even complete the quenching, and the day after tomorrow can only look up.
And Mo Qianqian, who has crossed twenty small realms, stepped into the strongest foundation!
Even if it is rebuilt, this speed is enough to make the world appalling, unheard of, unprecedented, and miraculous!
However, after Mo Qianqian's retreat was completed, he looked in the direction of the Black Mountain tribe, but his brows were slightly furrowed, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes!
Black tribes, in danger!
At this moment, in the Black Mountain tribe, hundreds of people were kneeling on the ground, trembling.
They were covered in blood and scratches of all kinds, and were clearly subjected to inhuman abuse.
In particular, the only old priest of the Foundation Realm in the tribe was lying in a pool of blood at the moment, his breath was weak, and he was already dying.
And Moran, even though her white dress was stained with blood, was still unwilling to kneel, and looked fiercely at several figures in the sky.
After mid-air, there were several strong men in black robes, led by a young man with a somewhat pale face, with a wicked sneer on the corner of his mouth, looking down at the clansmen of the Black Mountain tribe.
With an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth, he stared at Mo Lan below, and said lightly: "What a stupid guy, he dares to disobey this young master, it's not a pity to die!" "
I'll give you another chance, the thunder tribulation appeared here a few months ago, presumably a strange treasure was born, you hand over the strange treasure, I can spare them from dying."
Moran glanced up at the man and said coldly, "There is no strange treasure!" "
Stubborn."
The young man snorted coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly, looked at Mo Lan's somewhat proud figure, licked his lips, and said
, "When I play with you in front of everyone, I hope you are still as stubborn as now, haha!"
When Moran heard this, a trace of fear appeared in his eyes, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
The young master of the Magic Stone Fort in front of her was too cruel, more terrifying than any demon she had ever seen.
"I'm sorry, big brother, your Mo Lan's kindness, Mo Lan can only repay it in the next life."
Moran turned slightly, looked in the direction of the mountain, and muttered, then she gritted her teeth, took the sword in her hand, and wanted to kill herself.
She is not afraid of death, but that does not mean that she is not afraid of being insulted.
She would rather die than fall into the hands of the people of Magic Stone Castle!
However, at this moment, a soft light enveloped Moran, causing her movements to pause for a moment.
"Who?!"
The young man noticed the movement on Moran's body, and immediately became vigilant, and said coldly: "Get out of here for this young master!" "
Boom!"
As soon as the words fell, a chaotic slap came, knocking the young man dozens of meters away.
And beside Mo Lan, a tall figure appeared, he was dressed in white and won the snow, and his elegance was unparalleled, like an immortal descending to the mortal world.
Seeing the person who came clearly, Mo Lan's beautiful eyes were stunned, and he immediately showed a look of joy.
"Big brother, are you out of the customs?"
"Silly girl, the tribe is in danger, why don't you crush the jade slip I gave you and tell me?"
The person who came was Mo Qianqian, he rubbed Mo Lan's head and asked gently.
"Moran..... I don't want to disturb my big brother's cultivation. Hearing
Mo Qianqian's words, Mo Lan lowered his head and said with a slight red eye.
"Silly girl."
Mo Qianqing sighed, he looked at several demons in mid-air, and said easily
: "Girl, I will teach you the first lesson of cultivation now: if you don't have strength, you can only be bullied!"