It's like you don't need the police chief to catch a thief.
If the Dragon King makes a little more effort and calls a few little dragons out to cause rain, perhaps the dragon head will fall to the ground tonight.
The black boy was smart and understood everything immediately. He suddenly said, "You mean Li Changsheng is just a backup, and everything else will take its course?"
"You can say that, but it's not quite right." Mo Luo once again gave the young man some advice, saying:
"Li Changsheng's nature is as kind as water. Everything is as calm to him as flowing water, but if you go against the current, you will know how turbulent it is. His every move is in line with the Tao, and I don't know whether the Tao is in line with him, or he is in line with the Tao."
This is Moro's evaluation of Li Changsheng, and it is also a summary of what he has seen Li Changsheng experience over thousands of years. If he had to use a description, it would only be "the highest good is like water."
Water is good at benefiting all things without competing, and it stays in places that people hate, so it is close to the Tao.
Water will not take the initiative to kill people, and it will be fine even if you get close to it, so Moro dared to open a shop in front of Li Changsheng's door.
The little black man looked educated: "Senior Gao Yi, you are simply a worm in the stomach of an immortal. Those national-level masters may not know Li Changsheng as well as you do."
Mo Luo felt strange when he heard this compliment. How could he compare himself with those little fans of Li Changsheng? He was also a Saint King after all. Even the Five Saints of the Demon Abyss had to give him some face.
"Second brother."
Suddenly, the Dragon King called out to Mara, and saw that he was surrounded by a group of dragons. He was a thousand feet long, with scales that were half gold and half white. His every breath affected the energy of the Dragon Palace.
The Ancestral Dragon Qi has been achieved, this is how the Dragon King described himself. Moluo prefers to call it the attainment of the Way of No Form, and it is not impossible for him to be on par with the First Saint of the Demon Abyss in due time.
He couldn't help but envy the dragon clan, whose bloodline was above all else. If other strong men wanted to achieve the way of no form, they not only needed strength and talent, but also great luck.
The right time, the right place and the right people are all essential, and even if you put all of them together, the possibility of success is extremely low.
Long Wangyu is supposed to be unable to achieve formlessness in this life. In terms of realm, he is not even as good as the Red Buddha under Li Changsheng, but he has the "house certificate" left by his biological father. It's just like in the mortal world, a famous university student from the countryside may never be able to compare with a local junior high school graduate who owns more than a dozen houses in a big city.
The Ancestral Dragon had already suffered all the hardships of the dragon clan for generations in the most ancient times.
Mo Luo was contemptuous in his heart, but he said without showing it on the surface: "Brother, what's the matter?"
Dragon King Yu asked very bluntly: "Now that I have obtained the body of the Ancestral Dragon, I am considered the top among the Saint Kings. Although I have not recovered to my peak, the strong in the world are also limited by heaven and earth. Who is stronger, me or that Li Changsheng?"
Such a familiar recipe, such a familiar taste. Moro seemed to smell the fragrance of a banquet. The last time he asked this question, the grass on his grave was already three feet high.
Fighting for strength and ruthlessness is human nature. Except for a very few people who can truly achieve not fighting and not being strong, most of the strong people are of the same nature. If Mo Luo did not have the experience of his previous life, he would have shouted: Who is stronger, me or Li Changsheng!
What's more, the old dragon in front of him has already obtained the way of Wuxiang, and it is a foregone conclusion that he will achieve Wuxiang in the future. Now is the time when he is in high spirits, how can he be as majestic as himself?
That must be the mighty dragon that looks down on all the heroes in the world.
"This... I don't know if I can speak frankly. I have been wandering for half my life, and it is not easy to find a place to return to. I don't want to hurt you."
Moro showed a hint of hesitation, and this hesitation was like a fishhook full of bait, luring the other party to take the bait.
A hint of sincerity flashed in the eyes of the Dragon King, and he couldn't help but slow down his tone and said, "Second brother, just say it. I am not an unreasonable person. There are many people in the world who are stronger than me."
"In my opinion, Big Brother is no match for Li Changsheng. He can't even last more than 10 moves."
The dragons were shocked by the answer of Mo Luo. They did not expect that there would be such a powerful human in the outside world. The Dragon King narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not rush out to fight like the Great Saintless King.
Instead, he asked calmly, "I know how strong Li Changsheng is, but I can't last more than ten moves now. Are you underestimating me, brother?"
After he finished speaking, a tyrannical dragon might swept across an area of a hundred miles. Countless shrimp soldiers and crab generals bowed their heads and knelt on the ground, and the real dragon present also lowered his head.
The power of the Ancestral Dragon is like a mountain falling down with his breath.
Mo Luo was the only one who could remain calm. He shook his head and said, "Not enough. Talking on paper is not as good as actual combat, but I am sure that Big Brother cannot beat Li Changsheng."
The Dragon King further released his dragon might, and Zhou Chao's space began to tremble slightly. He asked, "Can you survive 10 moves like this?"
None of them work.
Mo Luo thought to himself, and with a look of hesitation on his face, he said, "But I am still no match for Li Changsheng."
Dragon King Xun continued to raise the stakes. He opened his mouth slightly and a dragon ball flew out of his mouth. Thousands of laws fell from the darkness, attracting the power of heaven and earth in the entire Dragon Palace world.
This time, except for the True Dragon and the Demon Luo, all the shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the entire palace could not withstand the pressure and exploded to death on the spot.
The mere leakage of aura is enough to kill a monster in the foundation-building stage on the spot.
"How?" Dragon King asked again.
This time even Moro was a little moved. He didn't expect that the other party had reached this point and could mobilize the power of heaven and earth in a small world at will.
The "property deed" is really scary.
Moro hesitated for a moment and shook his head and replied, "I don't know."
Upon hearing this answer, Dragon King Xun immediately looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, a joyful dragon roar.
Being unable to judge means having a chance of winning.
For him, Li Changsheng was a hurdle that he had to overcome. He didn't know how the other party had obtained the position of the Ancestral Dragon, and how he had gained the recognition of heaven and earth? But there was only one Ancestral Dragon, and the struggle for the Great Dao was a life-and-death struggle.
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