The four golden elixir masters killed each other and were temporarily disabled.

Young Master Xuan was a fisherman and got the dragon's veins.

Then he handed the dragon vein to Mo Hua very casually and naturally.

Mo Hua ran away holding the dragon vein.

For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded.

Mr. Xuan was so angry that he almost vomited blood from his chest and screamed: "Kid! I'll kill you!"

Mo Hua ran faster.

"Stop!" Mr. Xuan shouted.

The body of Mo Hua has begun to bear residual images.

Mr. Xuan's eyes were about to burst, and turned into a streak of blood, like a torn and deformed human skin. He suddenly rushed towards the ink painting with a very strange movement.

The water-moving step of ink painting is good at dodging and moving in a square inch, but it is not good at sprinting in a straight line.

What's more, he was only in the late stage of foundation building and suffered a loss in cultivation.

Therefore, within a few breaths, Mr. Xuan caught up with him.

The fishy wind suddenly rose, Mr. Xuan pulled himself away, stretched out his pale palm to grab the ink painting, and saw that he had already caught it. But in the next moment, the water light flashed, and the ink painting turned into a mist and disappeared. When it reappeared, it was like a mist.

It's a few feet away.

Mr. Xuan was so angry that he scolded his mother.

He had no choice but to grab it again, but at that moment, the wind roared behind his head, and a pair of sledgehammers grabbed his head with great force.

Mr. Xuan lowered his head to avoid it, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the tip of a sword stabbing his face.

Mr. Xuan swung his bloody sword, pushed the sword away, then took a few steps back, used up his remaining strength, and then stood firm.

Looking up again, two big men were already protecting Mo Hua.

It was Fan Jin and Master Gu.

The two of them were unable to pass on the inheritance, their natal magic weapon was at a disadvantage, and they did not dare to intervene in the battle between the late and peak stages of the Golden Elixir, so they could only keep their thoughts on Mo Hua.

The process of "seizing" the dragon's veins in Mo Hua just now was so dramatic that the two of them were dumbfounded, so they were stunned for a while and did not react immediately.

At this time, seeing Mr. Xuan chasing after Mo Hua, he hurriedly took action. The two of them worked together to force Mr. Xuan back.

Although the two men's cultivation inheritance is not as good as that of Mr. Xuan, they are both cultivators who have been in the cultivation world for many years and have rich experience, so they are not that easy to deal with.

At this time, the two of them were like two doors, blocking Mo Hua and Mr. Xuan.

When it comes to "hard power", Mo Hua, who is in the Foundation Establishment realm, is naturally no match for Mr. Xuan, who is in the Golden Core realm. But now that he has someone to support him, there is no need for him to run away.

Mo Hua hugged Dragon Vein and looked at Mr. Xuan with an unconcealable smile on his eyebrows.

Mr. Xuan's lungs were about to burst with anger. There was also a trace of disbelief in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said:

"You didn't catch my Dao Heart Seed Demon?"

Mo Hua shook his head in his heart.

"This Young Master Xuan is really too young. I haven't come back to my senses yet. It's not that I don't have the demon in my heart, but that he is possessed by my heart, which affects his cognition and judgment.

"

At this level, what kind of Taoism can you learn to cultivate demons in your heart?

If I really meet my uncle, I'm afraid that in an instant, I won't know who I am..."·

But the truth hurts more.

And it is easy to stimulate him and make him lose his mind and become a mad dog.

Mo Hua looked like he didn't quite understand, "I don't know, I woke up in a daze, and then you gave me the dragon's veins."

The word "give" is very heavy in Mo Hua.

If you don’t steal or rob yourself, everything is given by others.

Seeing Mo Hua's innocent and shameless face, Mr. Xuan was so angry that he almost broke his teeth.

"Give me the dragon vein."

"No." Mo Hua put the dragon vein into his arms, "If you give it to me, it's mine."

Mr. Xuan was anxious, but two big men, Master Gu and Fan Jin, were protecting the ink painting. He had no choice but to suppress his anger and said:

"You have no use keeping this dragon vein, give it to me——"

"Why is it useless?" Mo Hua asked.

Mr. Xuan suppressed his temper and patiently explained:

"This is a dragon. Dragons are unruly and cannot be controlled by ordinary people."

"The Dragon Vein of the Great Wilderness cannot be possessed by non-descendants of the Imperial Family of the Great Wilderness. The inheritance in the Dragon Vein cannot be understood by those without the blood of the Royal Family."

"You have the blood of an ordinary monk. Dragon Vein will not recognize you, and you cannot learn the inheritance of the Great Wilderness."

Mo Hua was unhappy, "You look down on me?"

"I'm not looking down on you -" Mr. Xuan said, "This is a matter of bloodline. No matter how strong your ability is, how high your understanding is, or how good your talent is, if your bloodline is not good, you just can't do it."

"This is all destined. You can't change your origin, you can't change your parents, and you can't change your bloodline."

"Oh——" Mo Hua said.

"So," Mr. Xuan said in a gentle tone, "Give me the dragon vein. There is no use keeping such a great cause and effect thing..."

"I won't give it to you," Mo Hua still shook his head and said, "I'll keep it even if it's useless. It's a dragon vein after all, so I can keep it for collection or use it as a family heirloom."

One day when he goes home, he can take the dragon vein back with him and open his eyes to his parents.

Let his parents know that their son is the one who stole the dragon's veins.

Besides, this is a dragon vein, how could it be really useless?—

A person who is unable to learn even if he is a devil in the Taoist mind still wants to lie to himself?

Mr. Xuan almost died of anger. This boy looked like a simple pretty boy, but in fact he was a shameless bastard. No matter what he said, he couldn't make any sense.

In this case, he had no choice but to rob it.

Mr. Xuan looked around, took a look at the situation, and then said to Elder Xiong:

"Elder Xiong, help me. After this is accomplished, I will cultivate the Mysterious Demon Embryo and obtain the dragon veins, and then I will pass on the Great Wilderness Dragon Map to you."

These few golden elixirs in the later stage were all seriously injured.

Shen Shouxing, who was at the peak of his golden elixir, was even attacked by the dragon veins and lost an arm. He was trying his best to suppress the dragon energy raging in his body.

The only one who is better is Elder Xiong Hei.

He only broke one hand.

As a demon cultivator, his blood heals relatively quickly, and purely physical injuries are not that serious.

Elder Xiong thought for a moment and then stood in front of Mr. Xuan.

He has a burly and ferocious figure, with bear patterns on one side and snake patterns on the other. Under the entanglement of demonic power, he has a compelling aura.

Master Gu and Fan Jin felt the pressure doubled and their scalps were slightly numb.

The injured late-stage Golden Core Demon Cultivator was simply not something they could deal with. They could only grit their teeth, hold on to the magic weapon in their hands, and try their best.

At this moment, Mo Hua sneered and said to the black demon bear:

"Idiot, you didn't even know you were cheated."

Elder Xiong Hei was angry when Mo Hua, the foundation-building monk, called him "idiot", but he finally had some sense and said coldly: "What did you say?"

Mo Hua said: "He has already said that if you are not a descendant of the Great Wilderness Emperor, there is no use in taking something like dragon vein."

"You robbed the dragon vein, so you can only give it to him; if he breaks his promise, there is nothing you can do to him."

"If he breaks his promise, I will kill him." Elder Xiong Hei said coldly.

Mo Hua sneered, "He is a direct descendant of Xuan Mo Sect, and he is protected by his ancestors. If you kill him, you will face the pursuit of Xuan Mo Sect in the future. Have you really considered it?"

Elder Xiong Hei remained silent.

Mo Hua added: "And, there is one more thing——"

"Just now he said personally that he used blood poison to plant demons in your Taoist hearts. Then you absolutely cannot believe what he says."

"Because by planting demons in the Taoist mind, he will tamper with your perception and make you think that what he says is correct and credible."

"You will naturally obey his orders without any doubts."

"Reflect on yourself, ask yourself, and think about it, is this the case?"

The tone of the ink painting has a hint of weirdness, and is kind and tempting.

Mr. Xuan was angry in his heart and sneered: "You brat, what are you talking nonsense about?"
To be continued...