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Chapter 470 The First Appearance of Human Rape, I Will Never Tolerate It

"The technique of Feng Shui is really exquisite."

A cloud of shadow overflowed from a jade slip, forming a figure on the wall, like a living person, sending out a burst of emotion.

The art of Feng Shui actually finds the law of energy change from the changes of all things in nature, and summarizes it to form a set of logically rigorous and independent extraordinary system, so that practitioners can use the mighty power of heaven and earth for their own use.

"This method of imitating the secret realm, even if it is used in the entire monster clan, is definitely a superior method."

This trip to the Central Plains is really worth it.

It is not in vain that I have tried my best to sneak into the Central Plains and steal information.

"Who, who is there?"

A white-haired old man with a perfect golden core, facing the figure on the wall, while maintaining vigilance, looked around vigilantly from the corner of his eye.

"Oops, I was so shocked by the technique of Feng Shui just now that I lost my usual care and let a human race who can be crushed to death discover it."

Mo Ju was in a good mood, and while trapping him with the shadow field, he replied casually: "Who am I? I am a noble demon clan. Oh, in the words of your human race, I am high above the nine heavens, like an immortal." God-like existence, it is a rare honor for you to die by my hands."

The golden core old man was terrified at first, then he was taken aback suddenly: "What, you are a demon fairy?"

Then he said frantically: "Master Yaoxian, the villain is willing to follow you and become a servant under the seat of Yaoxian. Please also ask Lord Yaoxian to fulfill you."

Mo Ju's movements were sluggish, anyway, he is a human race who can be crushed to death easily, so it's okay to listen to him say a few words.

Mo Ju looked at the old man with great interest and asked: "You should be living well among the human race, and you can even be regarded as a person. Why are you willing to follow me and become my servant?"

Feeling that the restraint on his body was loosened, the old man quickly crawled on the ground with his whole body, pressed his forehead to the ground tightly, and said in the most respectful tone:
"Master Yaoxian clearly learned that the Yaozu is a superior clan, and any one of them is like a fairy god, but our human race is just an ordinary person without any extraordinary power. How can our human race be compared with the great Yaozu? "

"The villain heard that the human races in other places have been attached to the great monster race since ancient times. It's just that our human race at the foot of Molang Mountain has not been favored by the great monster race, so we have to develop our own martial arts. "

"Master Yaoxian, no matter how strong the martial art is, how can it be compared with the inheritance passed down by the great Yaozu?"

"As for the status of the human race, heh, it's just an inferior race. No matter how high the status is, so what? Isn't it an inferior race? Following Lord Yaoxian, even if it's a servant, it's also a servant of Yaoxian. My status is much higher now."

"I also ask Lord Yaoxian to be clear, the villain is sincere, accept the villain."

Mo Ju blinked and was stunned for a long time before trying to understand the logic of the old man, and then he laughed loudly and said, "Humans are indeed inferior races born in the land of turbid spirits. Even if they are born with spiritual wisdom, they are so despicable. When a person who can lead the rise of the human race once in thousands of years is born, he does not unite with him and strive forward, but turns his back on him and joins our monster race, haha..."

This is unbelievable in Yaozu.

However, it seems that it is not uncommon for the human race to think of the human race that is attached to the demon race under the leadership of the demons.

"Born with spiritual intelligence, what a talent, haha..."

In the past, he also complained that for the human race who were born without any extraordinary power, but were born with spiritual wisdom, there was a kind of pity that the pearl fell in the mud, and there was a kind of unwillingness that the human race deserved to be born with spiritual wisdom like their innate monster race.

At the beginning, the ancestor said a meaningful sentence: "Born with spiritual wisdom, but without power, it will only cause more pain."

At that time, he didn't understand what it meant. After seeing the old man in front of him, he initially completed his investigation of the Central Plains human race. Mo Ju finally had a deeper understanding of this sentence.

"Natural intelligence, for the powerless human race, is not only his greatest advantage, but also his greatest weakness."

As long as you make good use of this weakness of the human race, you don't need to exterminate the human race, and it can be completely owned by them.

"No wonder, almost all the monster races accept the human race as their dependent race, that's how it is."

It can not only reduce the cost of captive breeding, but also accept them as slaves to do things for themselves.

"The land of turbid spirits is really not a place where the monster race can stay. It is still a human race with natural spiritual wisdom. It is more convenient to do things."

Only then did Mo Ju understand that existence is reasonable.

The fact that the human races in the territory of the major monsters are taken as vassals is not aimless.

"If our Black Wolf clan had realized this earlier, the human race at the foot of the mountain would not have developed their own martial arts, and even had the potential to rise."

Even if there are things that need to be dealt with by the turbid spirits, it is no longer necessary for the Yaozu to go down the mountain in person, and it is enough to send a human envoy directly.

"After going back, I suggested to the ancestor that our Molang lineage has lagged behind a lot in this direction, and we can't lag behind any more. We must pay attention to it."

Thinking of this, Mo Ju came back to his senses, looked at the human race who admired the monster race in front of him, and shook his head regretfully: "Unfortunately, I just sneaked in to investigate and collect information this time, but I don't have the energy to take a servant back."

The old man hurriedly said: "Master Yaoxian, the villain is willing to lurk in the human race and wait for your call. Moreover, if you kill the villain, it is very likely to alarm other human races. This may not be conducive to your actions. The death of the villain is a small one. It’s a big deal to ruin Lord Yaoxian, so I ask Lord Yaoxian to learn from it.”

Mo Ju nodded thoughtfully and said: "Kill you, I saw the design of the Fengshui Great Formation and I am going to Qingyu Palace to find the spiritual root of heaven and earth. Although there is a possibility of exposure, it is not high, but... ..."

There is indeed this possibility, and Mo Ju is naturally unwilling to ruin his affairs for such a human race who can be easily crushed to death, not even the slightest possibility.

"Keep you, the possibility of exposure is greater."

The old man hurriedly said: "Master Yaoxian, you can leave the villain with the secret method of controlling life and death. The villain follows you. In addition to pursuing strength, he also has longevity. The villain cherishes his life so much that he will never make fun of his own life." of."

Strength is understandable, Changsheng...

Mo Ju was born as a long-lived species. Naturally, he couldn't understand the human race, a race with an extremely short lifespan, their pursuit of longevity.

However, Mo Ju still took care to write down this point.

Perhaps, this is an important breakthrough point.

"Okay, I'll accept you now."

With a wave of Mo Ju, a shadow the size of a ping-pong ball flew out, submerged into the old man's shadow, and sneaked into the old man's eyebrow along the shadow.

The old man's eyebrows darkened, and he returned to normal again. The old man clearly felt that his martial arts will had been suppressed and his mind had been polluted.

"Thank you, Lord Yaoxian, thank you, Lord Yaoxian!"

Mo Ju waved his hands in satisfaction and said, "Okay, you can go down."

Although this was an unexpected gain, Mo Ju had already wasted too much time on the other party.

Mo Ju was worried that Ye Chang would have many dreams, so he planned to quickly read the design drawing of the Fengshui formation, and then go to Qingyu Palace.

Use the fastest speed to seize the spiritual root, break the Fengshui formation, and then kill Qin Yi.

"Qin Yi, who has lost the imitation secret realm, is not like a toothless tiger, let me slaughter him?!"

At that time, the entire Central Plains human race will return to the hands of their Black Wolf lineage. He will propose to the elders to transform the human race into a vassal race. The elders will definitely learn from this lesson and pass his proposal. .

At that time, the entire human race at the foot of the mountain will become the resources of their Black Wolf clan and their best helper in the Land of Turbid Spirits.

"This may also be a way to restrict the Houtian Yaozu."

After all, if you control the human race, you can also indirectly control the Houtian demon clan by controlling the number of Houtian half-demons.

Mo Ju couldn't wait to complete the matter immediately, and even had the urge to temporarily let go of the design of the Feng Shui Great Formation.

Anyway, if Qin Yi is killed, the human race will be owned by the monster race. Isn't the design of this Fengshui formation easy to grasp?
"Stay safe."

Mo Ju suppressed this impulse, and just picked up the jade slip that recorded one of the design drawings of the Fengshui Great Formation, before he had time to look at it, a voice sounded again in this small scripture storage pavilion.

"Your Excellency is also interested in your humble work?"

Mo Ju's movements froze, as if the pause button had been pressed, and the whole picture seemed to freeze.

Mo Ju's black eyeballs stared at nothing in surprise, like a young man who walked through an illusion and regarded any array items as nothing.

"Superposition field?"

Although Mo Ju's shadow clone can't move anymore, his spiritual thoughts can pass through the domain and reach Qin Yi's "ears".

"You are... Qin Yi!"

The identity of the boy is not difficult to guess.

Qin Yi is probably the only one in the entire human race who can own the superimposed domain.

Qin Yi looked at the opponent's shadow clone composed of mixed shadow energy from the shadow field, and praised: "The Molang clan's attainments on the Dao of Shadows are really powerful, they can have such an exquisite clone technique, wait, it's not just the shadows. Dao, there is another kind of strange avenue, this kind of avenue is... the Dao of ink?"

When Qin Yi came into contact with the Dao, it was like smelling the fragrance of ink in it, and he immediately realized what kind of Dao it was.

It was only at this time that Qin Yi suddenly said: "Using Mo Yuying, such a subtle method, no wonder you call it the Black Wolf Clan, not the Shadow Wolf Clan, that's how it is."

Although the Black Wolf Clan is born with supernatural powers of shadows, it is only the foundation. What they really practice is the Dao of Black.

Therefore, it was named after ink.

It was just the first contact with him in junior high school that Mo Ju felt that Qin Yi was extraordinary.

This kind of supernatural power that ignores any obstacles, this kind of skillful use of the superimposed field, this kind of keen perception of the Dao, this kind of self-confidence and calmness that can control everything...

This Qin Yi is worthy of being an evildoer of the human race for thousands of years, and he is indeed a character!
Not to be underestimated.

At the same time, Mo Ju also realized that he had been fooled.

Qin Yi was not injured at all.

My previous guess was completely wrong.

This is simply a trap deliberately set by Qin Yi.

And he has clearly fallen into the trap, but he still doesn't know it.

Mo Ju felt insulted.

"Qin Yi, you have the qualifications to be an opponent, remember my name, Mo Ju, I will wait for you outside the formation!"

In the imitation secret realm, Mo Ju could not be Qin Yi's opponent at all. Mo Ju simply abandoned the shadow clone and shifted his consciousness away.

Without the support of consciousness, the shadow clone is like a fortress on the beach, and Qin Yi's superimposed domain is like the tide rushing to the beach. After the tide covers, the fortress made of sand also disappears in the tide, as if it has never appeared before like.

"The method of shadow clone is indeed exquisite."

This shadow clone was actually drawn using the shadow field as ink.

"The Great Way of Ink is indeed miraculous."

In just a short contact, Qin Yi gained the method of shadow clone and the way of general ink.

It's rewarding and satisfying.

"However, there is still a tail that needs to be dealt with before going to meet the other party."

Qin Yi shook hands in the air.

An old man was photographed in front of Qin Yi, and his body was imprisoned in mid-air.

"You are so brave, you dare to betray the human race!"

When the old man saw that he had been discovered, he yelled at Qin Yi very stubbornly: "Qin Yi, you have gone against the grain, slaughtered the royal family, and destroyed the family. There are many people in the human race who want you to die, and there are even more powerful ones." The monster race is watching out, Qin Yi, you will not end well."

Qin Yi looked at the introduction of the red dot representing the old man on the small map, and suddenly said: "It turns out that you are a relative of the former court."

Qin Yi's destruction of Dafeng and the establishment of Dajing will naturally be a devastating blow to the foreign relatives of the previous dynasty.

These relative families were originally only martial arts families. It was precisely because of the support of the former royal family that they were able to break through to Jindan, gain a foothold in Luojing, enjoy rich resources, and become masters.

And Qin Yi not only destroyed the former dynasty, but also banned the nobility and slavery, so that they could no longer enjoy privileges.

"However, Zhou Boyuan is still too tolerant. He actually let you, a former relative, live so well. You can even collect a complete set of design drawings of Fengshui art and Fengshui formation."

Thinking of the face of the other party betraying the human race and willing to be a servant of the human monster race, a cold light flashed in Qin Yi's eyes and said: "It seems that I need to arrange a large array of questioning hearts, all Hunyuanzong disciples, all officials, all Jindan realm and above All warriors must go through the Heart-inquiring Formation, and any hidden traitors will die!"

What Qin Yi can't accept the most is these things that are clearly human beings but unwilling to be human beings.

Whether it's monsters, Mowu, or the just-discovered traitor who is willing to be a servant of the monster clan, Qin Yi has zero tolerance.

As soon as Qin Yi grasped his right hand, the old man was pinched and exploded in the air. The moment his whole body exploded, no flesh and bones shot out. The moment they appeared, they were annihilated in the field, not even a single hair remained in the World.

Destroying corpses and eradicating traces, destroying bones and ashes, all in one step.

Qin Yi looked up at the sky: "Next, it's you, Mo Ju."

(End of this chapter)