Chapter 2420: No one

The Supreme Dojo, located in the south of the holy mountain, is six hundred thousand miles away.

With a radius of thousands of miles, it belongs to the sphere of influence of the Supreme Dojo. A hundred years of development has been a well-known force within hundreds of millions of miles. Thanks to the establishment of the Supreme Dojo, the status of the human race has also changed a lot, at least in Wanhua Sheng This is true within the sphere of influence of the clan.

As long as you are not stupid, you know that there are only two elders in the Supreme Dojo to maintain affairs.

Regarding the Supreme Dojo, there is another mysterious Taoist saying that has been circulated among the disciples for a hundred years. Anyway, some people believe it, while others don't.

"Welcome the two elders!"

Outside the dojo, the guard disciple saw Qi Mo Luo and Feng Jiuyou return, and couldn't wait to salute.

"Send the Nine Great Truths to the Supreme Palace!"

Mo Luo casually uttered a sound, and then took the ancient wilderness into the inside of the dojo. Naturally, it was a refining world outside of the universe, as the core area of ​​the dojo.

Guhuang walked into it, speechless all the way, to the construction and core of the dojo, to a lot of praise, the father is worthy of the empress’s former protector, and Mo Luo will be the lord of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom in the future, and the father’s management is poor. Some, but definitely not bad in teaching people.

Inside the world, a tall hall stood in the sky, and it was the core of the Supreme Dojo, where the Supreme Hall was. When three people set foot on the Supreme Hall.

"I have seen the master, I have seen the elders."

The nine true disciples of the Human Race were already waiting in the two columns. Seeing Qi Mo Luo and Wang Lan, they all bowed to each other, but no one dared to look up at the two of them.

"Free gift!"

"Calling you to come today is actually nothing important, just to check your respective progress."

"If you have any questions about cultivation and martial arts, you can also raise them."

"I and you Master Uncle Mo Luo will solve your puzzles one by one."

Feng Jiuyou sat on the elder's seat and spoke softly to the nine true biography disciples, Mo Luo nodded in the same way, and Gu Huang stood beside them, and the nine true biography disciples could not see him at all. The presence.

"Master, Master, but the disciple has something unclear?"

"Our human race, the cultivation side, the martial arts side, and the wild side, why can't the world power be awakened, why are they not favored by the spirit, why don't they conclude a contract with our human race."

"The disciples are brave, and I beg your master and uncle to speak clearly!"

On the left, a young and quite heroic youth spoke out. This problem has always plagued him, even all the human races.

"The teacher cannot answer this question, because I don't know why?"

"Once upon a time, being a teacher was as perplexed as you are, so why can't the human race be able to awaken the realm power and contract with you."

"I have also been helpless, confused, and angry, screaming the injustice of this world."

"But no one responded to being a teacher, so I was frustrated for being a teacher and opened a restaurant in Huaxu City, the birthplace of the human race, to prepare for this dying, until I met someone for the teacher."

"It is the true founder of our Supreme Daochang, that is, our Taoist Lord. He told me how about no realm power? What about a contract without spirit?"

"He let me see what a strong practitioner is, what is a martial arts side, and what is a real strong one."

"As long as it becomes strong enough, everything is naturally a chicken and dog. The fists of the teacher have beaten the devil to death, hammered evil things, and killed the professionals of various side systems."

"Don't be confused, practice hard, the future belongs to you."

Feng Jiuyou had been with Mo Luo for a long time, and he opened his mouth to fill the poisonous chicken soup.

"Master, Master, how strong is our Dao Master?"

Another female disciple with a petite figure said, it seemed that everything was full of worship.

"Tao Master, his power is beyond the unimaginable concept, I will tell you briefly! When the spirits of the nine great sacred worlds come out, our Dao Master can be crushed to death with his bare hands."

"Another example is the ancestor of the Wanhua Saint Clan, known as the existence of the ultimate nine realms."

"Our Taoist master can also slap him to death."

"Little guys! Don't go too far, you will never be able to surpass the power of the Taoist master. You are destined to only look up in this life, and you really don't want to accept it."

"This seat is not alarmist. When you see the Taoist one day, if you can get his favor, you can pass your one-and-a-half tricks, it will be enough for you to use in your life."

Mo Luo tugged the gourd stopper, and drastically poured a few sips of wine into it, not only giving hope to this group of boys, but also not forgetting to give it a blow.

"Uncle Master, when will we see Dao Master?"

Another burly disciple said, with endless doubts in his eyes.

"Master Dao, conquer the outside world, and return soon."

"You will naturally be able to see it by then."

"Well, your progress in practice is pretty good. It seems that you are not lazy, so let's stop here today!"

"Little guys, go back!"

Mo Luo waved his hand gently, because he had already received a signal from Gu Huang, to know that everyone who came to join the dojo to apprentice had at least secretly checked the background, this would never go wrong.

The nine true biography disciples made a salute and walked out of the Supreme Hall one after another. When everyone left, Guhuang slowly appeared and sat directly on the throne that symbolized the Taoist Lord.

"Gu boy, how?"

"Old and big, it should be fine!"

Feng Jiuyou and Mo Luo stood up instantly, their expressions were quite worried. These nine disciples were ordinary but cared a lot, not as simple as the surface.

"The two old fools, if I return later, the Hongmeng tribe will surely be buried in the hands of both of you."

"None of the nine true disciples you are proud of are Human Race."

"Three races from the glorious camp, two from the eternal race, one from the golden human race, and the last two are the incarnations of the Holy Spirit of Darkness and the Holy Spirit of Life."

"I'm surprised. The core of the world is not on the side of cultivation. How could such a peerless arrogant be born, no one has a small footstep and a history, every one is bigger than the sky."

"Fortunately, you two are confused and confused. They are not too old-fashioned. You have not passed on the martial arts side of the sky and the practice side of the sky, otherwise there will be no secrets at all."

"The disciples are collected by you, so you can figure out how to deal with them!"

"Starting today, I will retreat to enlightenment until the Great Emperor Wanhua comes to the door."

After that, the figure of Guhuang disappeared, and naturally it was handed over to the two old muddlers to deal with it by themselves. They didn't directly kill the nine true disciples because it was to save face for both of them.

"Brother Jiuyou, what should I do now?"

"Brother Mo Luo, who is not of my race, his heart must be different, kill!"

Feng Jiuyou didn't have so many scruples. A group of human race's mortal enemies almost ruined the human race. Wouldn't it be left for the New Year without killing?