Chapter 222 The Leader of the Alliance, Mo Tianlong, a Strong Man, Made This Jar of Wine

Mo Tianlong's eyes are too pure!

There are no evil thoughts and negative emotional fluctuations in it, and some are just pure brilliance like sunlight, like a saint who has no desires and no desires.

Ye Feng has a special feeling.

Mo Tianlong has no dark side!

The next moment, Ye Feng activated the exploration function of the Spirit Beast Pavilion, intending to see if he could obtain relevant information about Mo Tianlong.

[Mo Tianlong: The Peak of the High Demon King]

[Talent: Slaying Evil Thought]

[Remarks: In order to break through the Divine Origin Realm, a sea dragon in the shape of a sea dragon will cut off its evil thoughts and dark side, only keep the light body, and have no evil thoughts at all]

After reading these news, Ye Feng was stunned.

Cut off the dark side?

No wonder Mo Tianlong looked like a newborn child, his eyes were pure, he could not feel any evil thoughts, and his heart was extremely pure.

However, this person is extremely powerful, and has actually reached the peak of the high-level demon king, at least equivalent to a practitioner at the ninth level of the Spirit Sea Realm.

"Looking at the entire Nanjiang River Basin, this kind of strength is considered to be among the best, right? It should not be much weaker than the county king in the county king city." Ye Feng secretly said.

At this time, Mo Tianlong had already returned to the sky with Mo Mianxi.

"This is Master Ye who has set up thirty-six small cave worlds, right? You are young and promising, you are as rich as jade, you are indeed the son of Heaven's Chosen." Mo Tianlong showed a smile like a spring breeze.

"President Mo knows that I am the chosen son?" Ye Feng was taken aback.

"I cut off my evil thoughts and got close to nature. Of course, I can feel the breath of ancient heroic spirits from you." Mo Tianlong smiled slightly.

Ye Feng suddenly said: "So it is!"

"Master Ye's contribution to the suppression of the Demon Dragon King this time is indisputable. Today, this king will hold a feast and invite Master Ye to participate." Mo Tianlong looked at the Blue Dragon King, "Elder, tell me to go!"

"Yes." The Blue Dragon King nodded and left.

Mo Min pity looked at his father,

Glancing at Ye Feng again, he nodded.

...

Wanren Peak.

Ye Feng finally had the opportunity to officially visit this place.

Before, I just stood on the edge of the peak, and I couldn't walk into it to observe. Now Mo Tianlong is leading the way. He follows behind and looks around.

The top of Wanren Peak is very spacious.

Its surface is similar to the top of Misty Peak, and the terrain is flat, as if it was cut off from the middle, leaving a plane suitable for building various buildings. The cut surface is about 200 meters wide, like a horseshoe, and it is 500 meters long.

There are many buildings built on its peak, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people at the same time.

Ye Feng came to a banquet hall and sat in the guest seat.

Mo Tianlong was in the main seat, Mo Minxi was sitting next to Ye Feng, and the Blue Dragon King and other five Spirit Sea Realm powerhouses were sitting on either side of Mo Tianlong.

As time went by, more and more cultivators from the Primordial Gathering Realm entered the banquet hall.

The moment they saw Ye Feng next to Mo Minxi, these people were stunned for a moment, and then sat on the seats with full of doubts.

Not long after, some young and handsome Juyuanjing Tianjiao entered the banquet hall.

Seeing Ye Feng, the young and vigorous eyes narrowed their eyes, showing a faint hostility, and regarded him as a competitor.

"It's hard to deal with..." Ye Feng covered his face with his hands, secretly saying that most of these young geniuses regarded themselves as the object of Mo Pity, so they showed hostility.

"They are all young people with rich imaginations, so Master Ye doesn't have to mind." Mo Tianlong saw through Ye Feng's thoughts and said through a voice transmission.

"I'm just afraid of trouble..." Ye Feng responded.

With his current strength, of course, he is not afraid of these so-called arrogances, and he can suppress them with one move.

But doing so would bring trouble to the Misty Sect.

After a while, people came together.

In this huge banquet hall, more than 100 people from the Juyuan Realm have been seated, and the weakest are at the third level of the Juyuan Realm, sitting in the position closest to the door.

"Is this the foundation of the old two-star power? It's really scary!" Ye Feng looked around for a week, secretly frightened.

Counting the practitioners below the third level of the Primordial Gathering Realm, there are at least 200 Primordial Gathering Realms in the Wandao League, while the ordinary one-star powers have at most a dozen or so, which is about ten times worse.

"The two-star power is still like this. How strong is the three-star, four-star, five-star, and even the strongest Holy Land at this stage?"

Thinking of this, Ye Feng realized that there was still a long way to go.

Becoming a star power is just a new beginning.

At this time, Mo Tianlong said: "In the past few days, thanks to the Ye Fengye Formation Master of the Misty Sect, we have created thirty-six small cave worlds for our Wandao League, and helped the Blue Dragon King to set up the "Thirty-six Zhoutian Great Formation". ", forming the power of the seal, helping this king to suppress the dragon king who has been in trouble for many years."

Hearing this, the powerhouses of the Wandao Alliance widened their eyes.

They witnessed the battle between Mo Tianlong and the Demon Dragon King. They knew that the formation was completed, and they also saw the Demon Dragon King being driven into the ground, but they were not sure whether it was permanently suppressed.

Now, when they heard Mo Tianlong say this in person, they couldn't help but feel happy.

In the Wandao League, many people know that the Demon Dragon King is the dark side that Mo Tianlong cut out, and they also know that the strength of this Demon Dragon is comparable to that of Mo Tianlong.

If the Demon Dragon King could not be suppressed, the Wandao League would be equivalent to losing Mo Tianlong, a top-level expert who was close to the peak of the Spirit Sea Realm.

Now, with the suppression of the Demon Dragon King, Mo Tianlong can finally free up his hands to fully develop the Wandao League and attack the three-star power.

For the entire Wandao League, this is a good thing.

Those Tianjiao who had been hostile to Ye Feng all bowed their heads in shame when they learned that Ye Feng was the Array Master.

They adore Mo Mian and misunderstood Ye Feng as a rival in love before. As a result, they made an oolong. Some Tianjiao even rejoiced that they didn't lose their composure just now. Otherwise, they would definitely be punished by the leader Mo Tianlong now.

"The formation can be achieved without the help of Master Ye, everyone, let us toast him!" Mo Tianlong took out a wine jar and toasted to everyone.

"Respect Master Ye!"

The practitioners of the Wandao League also raised their wine jars and drank heavily.

Ye Feng widened his eyes, looked at the jar of wine placed in front of him by the maid, and swallowed sharply.

"It's done!" Mo Minxi, who was beside him, also raised a wine jar and sipped the mellow wine, even though the wine slipped down his neck, he didn't care at all.

Ye Feng looked around.

Except for him, everyone else drank violently against the wine jar.

"This……"

Ye Feng was crying, holding the wine jar with both hands, brewing for a while, and began to drink. When he finished pouring a jar of wine, his face was already as red as fire, and he felt drunk.

Looking around, he saw that everyone was looking at him in surprise.

"Master Ye is very bold!"

"It really deserves to be a young magician, even drinking so hard."

Everyone around gave a thumbs up to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was stunned, glanced at the wine jars of the people around him, and found that they only drank one-fifth of it, not a dull sip.

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"Didn't you say you did it?" Ye Feng was stunned.

"Master Ye Zhen, in our Wandao League, 'dry' means drinking, not 'drinking all'." Mo Tianlong put down the wine jar and explained.

"..." Ye Feng was speechless.

He hiccupped and looked at the delicious food on the table before he had time to start, and found that he was full, and now he couldn't eat anything at all, and he suddenly wanted to cry without tears.

He wanted to ask if these dishes could be packed, but he couldn't help himself.

"Come, eat!" Mo Tianlong stretched out his hand to signal everyone to start.

Ye Feng held chopsticks in one hand and touched his slightly bulging belly with the other hand, feeling that these dishes suddenly tasted bad.