I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible

It was almost noon.

There was a scorching sun above his head, but when Mo Aotian saw the smile on Pingxiu's mouth, he shuddered for no reason.

Frowning, Mo Aotian said in a deep voice: "Lord Ping, what do you mean by this?"

Pingxiu glanced at Mo Aotian lightly, his smile faded, and he said, "It's nothing."

"It's just that I feel that the sword cultivator who is too difficult to be in the God Realm, now only has the cultivation base of the God Realm, so no one can stop what I'm going to do next."

Hearing this, Mo Aotian sensed a strange smell.

What Pingxiu said about what he was going to do seemed to be other than the obvious purpose of this trip to wipe out the Monet Dynasty.

Is there something else?

Don't wait for Mo Aotian to think about what else to do in Pingxiu.

Pingxiu suddenly changed the subject and said, "By the way, I recently heard rumors that the golden Dharma body that appeared in the palace of the Monet Dynasty that day was a miracle manifested by the ancient gods."

"I don't know how Aotian Zuoshi thinks about this?"

Hearing the words, Mo Aotian raised his head eagerly.

Countless years have passed since the era of the ancient gods.

So long ago, some people even doubted whether the power of the Protoss existed in the long river of time.

Or is it just a story deliberately fabricated by those who created Shinto in later generations in order to spread Shinto.

However, Mo Aotian knew that in the ancient times, the Protoss, not only did exist.

Moreover, with exhaustive power, he suppressed all races and created countless myths that shocked ancient history.

after all.

In ancient times, the Demon Race was one of the few powerful races that once competed with the God Race.

Although the demons lost in the end, they retreated into the harsh environment of the demon world.

But regarding the protoss, there are detailed records.

And many days ago, the information about the golden dharma body was presented to Mo Aotian's desk.

Comparing the description in the ancient secret scriptures inherited by the Devil's Cult, Mo Aotian is more than half sure that the golden dharma body should be related to the ancient gods.

And this time.

The reason why he was willing to come out of the mountain and came to the Monet Dynasty with Pingxiu was precisely for the golden dharma body.

But, why did Pingxiu suddenly mention this matter?

Could it be that he is also interested in the ancient protoss?

"No, about the god race, even those holy places and ancient orthodoxy, they know very little."

"How could he hear the rumors of the ancient protoss?"

next moment.

Mo Aotian suddenly realized the problem, and when he raised his head, his eyes met Pingxiu's smiling eyes.

The four eyes meet for a moment. Mo Aotian read scrutiny, arrogance, joking...all kinds of emotions from his usually bottomless eyes.

A trace of uneasiness surged in Mo Aotian's heart, and it rapidly brewed and expanded.

"Pingxiu, how much do you know about the ancient protoss?"

Mo Aotian called him by his name, but before he finished speaking, a demonic energy began to circulate under the black robe.

At the same time, the perfect aura of the late stage of the Sea Consciousness Realm erupted from Mo Aotian.

Between square inches, it rolled towards Pingxiu.

However.

Mo Aotian quickly shrank his pupils.

Because of his aura, he fell behind Pingxiu.

Not only was Pingxiu not directly crushed to the ground as he imagined.

Instead, he stood there properly, with a calm expression on his face, and the corners of his brows and eyes even mocked him.

"There's something wrong with you!"

"You are not rest!"

"Who are you?"

Mo Aoyu let out a low voice, and there was a tremor in his tone that he didn't even notice.

He is aware of the ordinary state, which is at the peak of the tribulation state.

This kind of strength made Pingxiu stand out among all the monarchs of the dynasty.

but.

Mo Aotian is a great perfection in the late stage of Sea Consciousness Realm, and he can enter the peak state with a slight difference, pointing directly at the existence of Kaishen!

His aura, let alone a cultivator at the peak of the Tribulation Realm.

Even if it's Da Neng in the early or even mid-term of the Sea Consciousness Realm, it's impossible to be able to bear it.

But Pingxiu acted as if it was just a breeze blowing on his face.

Without the strength of the peak of the Sea Consciousness Realm, it is impossible to do this.

If Pingxiu really has such strength.

There is no need to seek skin with a tiger and cooperate with the Demon Cult.

Just take a direct shot and flatten the Monet Dynasty.

Furthermore, Pingxiu's experience was personally confirmed by the altar master before he left.

It is absolutely impossible to go wrong with the altar master's method of approaching the middle stage of opening the gods.

Therefore, the only explanation that Mo Aotian can think of at this moment is that the person in front of him is not really Pingxiu.

It was Li Daitao, a great cultivator at the pinnacle of sea consciousness, who pretended to be stiff.

After finding an answer, Mo Aotian suddenly had countless questions in his mind:

Since the peace in front of me is fake, where is the real peace now?

When did the other party exchange the real rest?

What is the purpose of the other party pretending to be close to you?

...

A series of intertwined problems made it impossible for Mo Aotian to find any useful clues.

"I'm not Pingxiu, who else can I be?"

At this time.

Pingxiu's answer with a smile made Mo Aotian furious, and said: "Shut up!"

"If you are King Ping, then I will ask you, why did you invite me out of the mountain to come here?"

"Could it be that your strength at the peak of the Sea Consciousness Realm isn't enough to deal with Cao Tianzheng?"

Facing Mo Aotian's scolding question, Pingxiu smiled lightly, shook his head and said: "Aotian Zuoshi, you made a mistake."

"I invite you here, not because I need you."

"Instead, Lord God needs you."

The moment the words "Master God Venerable" were spit out from Pingxiu's mouth.

Mo Aotian only felt a chill, from the heels along the legs and spine, directly to the back of the chest.

"impossible!"

"After the end of the war of all races, this world has long been cut off from heaven and earth, and has become a place abandoned by gods and gods."

"How could there be a god coming from the lower realm!"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

this moment.

Mo Aotian thought of the secrets in the secret scriptures in the sect, and shook his head to refute.

"If it is a god in the upper realm, of course it is impossible for the lower realm."

"But what if it's the resurrection of the gods who fell in the battle of gods?"

However, when Pingxiu's words sounded again, the playful tone fell behind Mo Aotian's ears.

Every single word turned into nine-day mad thunder, which almost caused his mind to collapse in the shock.

Mo Aotian understands that once the situation that Pingxiu said really happens.

Then it will have an unimaginable impact on the pattern of the southeast region, and even this world.

That is a god!

Recovering from ancient history, even if its heyday is gone, it is enough to sweep away all the creatures in the lower realm!

Suddenly.

Mo Aotian thought of Pingxiu's ambition, and immediately said with a strong tone of warning: "Pingxiu, do you know what kind of consequences you will bring if you do this?"

"Resuscitating the gods, you are not afraid that the hundreds of millions of people of your Pingjiang Dynasty will become the blood of that god in the future?"