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Chapter 168 Concession

That kind of look was a bit like looking at my own child, but not exactly.

Guo Nan suddenly thought that those sword-casting masters had forged a peerless sword. Isn’t the look of Mo Da looking at the sword now at the Wang Zi?

The relationship is so great that the king's corpse is regarded as his own product, a proud work...

Wang Zi sneered, "You made me a man without human being or ghost, I want to thank you?" "Is it not human being or ghost? Haha, Corpse King, have you forgotten who you were when you entered the Corpse City? You were beaten to death by a few scoundrels in the city, and only one breath was left. If I hadn't saved you, you would have died at that time, let alone you were in Lingtian Sword Domain and Xiao

The heavens are in a prosperous state. I give everything to you. Even if you don’t thank me, don’t take action. My strength is still the Ninth Stage of the Tianyuan Realm. If you attack me, I won’t be polite.”

Mo Da said, his body slowly fell down and fell back to the ground.

Wang Zi was so angry that he didn't hit Mo Daqi, but clenched his fists and rushed up again.

How could he succeed if he was prepared?

Mo Da gently raised his crutch, and a powerful blue energy burst out and hit the Wang Zi's chest.

The king's corpse screamed and flew hundreds of meters away, colliding all the way, making a banging sound, disappearing.

"Oh, little guy, you are overestimating your ability. You are reborn from your body and have to start practicing from scratch. And I have always been the peak of the Tianyuan Realm. With your current strength, how could you beat me?"

Mo Da laughed, and the king corpse ran back wildly, looked at Mo Da angrily, shouting, "Old guy, when I reach the level of the Corpse King, I will beat you to look for teeth all over the ground!" "Then you practice quickly, I am waiting for you. But have you forgotten that your Corpse King Art was given to you by me? That secret was created by me myself, and you are the first to practice. The secret I made, do you think I have no way to restrain me? Haha, you are in Xiaotian

All worlds can be considered strong, but in front of me, your corpse king technique has no effect at all."

"Blow the air! Let's talk about it, how can you control the Corpse King Art?" "It's very simple. The Corpse King Art focuses on practicing the body. In the end, it can be harder than the meteorite outside the sky. Even the top-grade martial arts in heaven cannot harm you. However, the Corpse King Art has a huge flaw, that is, it cannot cultivate the power of the soul. Your mental power is very poor. I will attack any soul.

It can make you fall." Mo Da said lightly.

Upon hearing this, Wang Si narrowed his eyes and slowly loosened his clenched fists.

He knew very well that Moda was easy to deal with him. Isn’t Moda the most proficient in the magic of the soul? Whether it is attack or control, weakness or psychedelic, they are all extremely exquisite in Moda’s hands.

The king's corpse can show off his power in front of others, but when he meets Mo Da, he becomes timid.

Mo Da grabbed his weakness, and he had no choice.

"That's right. We are all people from that era. The success of you two is not only your own efforts, but also my contribution. When we reunite in this era, we should help each other and achieve brilliant and hegemony. Why fight and kill?"

Guo Nan said contemptuously: "Mo Da, what you say is nice. Your so-called glorious and overlordship is nothing more than asking us to help you continue to do your research. People like you are not interested in power and women. You are just a madman, a madman who specializes in studying dead people and living dead people!"

"What the Lord of the Sword of Mie Tian said is so, and because of this, isn't it better for us to get what we need? If I am ambitious, you wouldn't cooperate with me with confidence, right? Now everything is ready, and it's time to restore glory to the Secret Realm of the Crying City." "This old guy is right. He has no ambitions, so it would be convenient to cooperate. If he is ambitious, relying on the Secret Realm of the Crying City, he could become an existence comparable to the Four Sword Lords when he was in the Lingtian Sword Realm 30,000 years ago. The Four Sword Lords, but I don't even dare to provoke.

"Guo Nan thought to himself.

Thirty thousand years ago, Guo Nan was in Lingtian Sword Domain, although he was very strong, at the level of killing gods and Buddhas, the four sword masters were not weak at all. The most important thing is that they had countless elite subordinates, how could Guo Nan fight alone?

After hesitating for a while, Guo Nan looked at Mo Da with a firm look and said lightly: "Mo Da, it is no longer difficult to control the secret realm of the Corpse City. There will be no problem with the essence and blood of the Qilin Divine Beast, right?"

Mo Da looked at Xiaoqiang with a smile, nodded and said, "Of course there will be no problem. Qilin blood and your strong mental power will definitely be able to control the secret realm of the Corpse City."

"Very good." Guo Nan nodded, curled his lips and laughed: "Then, let's make a plan first to save the time of disagreement and troubles everywhere." "Master of the Sword of Mie Tian, ​​just do whatever you say. I just want to do research with peace of mind. No matter what you want, you have to agree to me and find some corpses of strong people. Now that there are no corpses of strong people, any corpses are fine. I have some new ideas to see if it can be done.

You can get results as soon as possible. Once successful, an extremely terrifying army will appear under your command!" Mo Da said, his eyes flashing with a glorious scene where countless dead bodies were killed by him and he had the ability to fight.

Guo Nan said indifferently: "The dead corpse will definitely be found for you, but I dare not hold too much hope for your army." Old Mo Da looked angry and said with a humming voice: "Master of the Sword of Mie Tian, ​​I tell you that as long as there are enough corpses, I can also give them some basic consciousness after I make them zombies! At that time, they will be your wealth, which is stronger than the previous zombies that need to be controlled by their souls.

Many. Anyway, you have to transport me corpses, or someone like the corpse king, who was beaten to death by someone."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zi was in a mood to die...

It seemed that seeing Wang Zi's face was not good, Mo Da quickly added: "I have always had my bottom line when doing things. I don't do things against my conscience and don't kill innocent people indiscriminately. Compared with many people with high power, Mo Da is a kind little white rabbit."

Kind little white rabbit?

Guo Nan and Wang's corpse were almost vomiting.

I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people as Mo Da.

The guy who teased the dead bodies and skeletons all day long, dared to claim to be kind little white rabbit. Guo Nan and Wang Zi felt drunk, as if they had drunk dozens of kilograms of aged wine.

"Mo Da, I will satisfy you by those things. What I want to make a decision with you is the jurisdiction of the Secret Realm of the Crying City." Guo Nan looked at Mo Da's expression and saw that Mo Da had no special reaction, so he continued: "I mean, the Secret Realm of the Crying City should be under my control."

Mo Da said in confusion: "Master of the Destroyed Sword, aren't you talking nonsense? The Secret Realm of the Corpse City requires your mental power to restore normalcy, so it is naturally under your control."

Guo Nan said: "I want to build the secret realm of the Corpse City into a mobile castle, instead of letting you mess around and make it a ghost place where dead bodies run around."

Mo Da frowned and said, "What should I do with my research?" After hearing Mo Da's words, Guo Nan quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He understood that Mo Da's questioning was a concession.
Chapter completed!
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