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Chapter 1121 Fengyun Gathering Mo Pavilion

The scorching sun hangs high in the sky.

Around Mo Pavilion, mountains stretch endlessly.

With green mountains and green waters as its companions, the chirping of birds and animals, and beautiful scenery, it is indeed a good pure land.

At this moment, all the cultivators gathered around were silent, and no one made a sound.

A true fairy level master, Wu Chongtian, who has been in the southern region for many years, is the outer sect elder of the Ziyan Sect.

He was so angry that he fainted!

"I shook it with my bare hands and crushed the Wanjun Cauldron into a ball of scrap metal!"

"This man... has such terrifying power. How did he do it?"

After a brief silence, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, their faces full of astonishment and dumbfounded.

This is a kind of terrifying divine power that defies the heavens. The Wanjun Cauldron once suppressed the mighty ancient gods in the distant ancient times. It is a rare and powerful killing weapon in the world. Even if it is only an imitation, it is enough to frighten even a small person.

However, today, in front of everyone, Mo Wangchen used the power of his palms to crush such a terrifying magic weapon with his bare hands.

Such a scene had a huge impact on everyone's hearts and made people feel a little unreal.

"Mo Zun Mighty!"

In the Moge Mountain Gate, all the disciples shouted in unison, their faces extremely excited.

"From now on, Mo Pavilion will serve as a refuge for all living beings in the world. If you have any difficulties, you can come to Mo Pavilion to find a solution. But one thing is that if you do great evil, Mo Pavilion will have no choice but to refuse.

It’s outside the door.”

Mo Wangchen's body returned to its original size. He stood in the sky and spoke in front of everyone.

Then, he looked at the people of the Ziyan Sect again, "Take your great elder away. I have no intention of making enemies with the Ziyan Sect. I only want to be serious. The Starry Sky Chart is the ancestor of Gudeng and belongs to him. If you

The Ziyan Sect is determined to continue entangled in this matter, and I, Mo Ge, can accompany me to the end."

"you!"

In the Ziyan Sect, all the strong men had angry faces, and they wanted to say something, but when they thought that even the Great Elder couldn't do anything to this person even with the Ten Thousand Jun Cauldron, and even fainted from the anger, they couldn't help but

I felt powerless.

The strength of shaking the cauldron with bare hands is too terrifying. If you look at the southern region, you won't be able to find many people there.

Unless the sect leader takes action personally, no one in the Ziyan Sect would dare to confront the master of Mo Pavilion.

Under the eyes of everyone in the audience, in the end, the masters of Ziyan Sect who came with him helped Wu Chongtian up, and then left in despair.



The news spread extremely fast. In less than a few days, the news of Mo Pavilion establishing the mountain gate spread quickly throughout the country like a storm, almost shaking the Southern Territory.

"Who is this Mo Zun? That even a veteran master like Wu Chongtian fainted from his anger?"

"It is rumored that this person shook the cauldron with his bare hands and crushed Wu Chongtian's imitation Wanjun cauldron into a pile of scrap metal. This shows how powerful his physical body is!"

Everyone was shocked, and everyone who heard the news was stunned, but no one could tell the truth about Mo Wangchen's origin.

He was born out of nowhere and became famous in one battle. Now, his rise has been astonishing. Mo Ge's name has spread throughout the southern region.

"I heard that this Mo Zun is just a young man in his twenties. He dares to establish his own sect, sit on one side, and call himself a respected one. Is it too arrogant?"

Not long after the news came out, it quickly attracted the attention of many forces. Even in those holy places that transcended the secular world, people were talking about it.

"It is too arrogant to threaten to become a safe haven for all sentient beings in the world. Does this person think he is invincible?" A highly respected and powerful figure in a certain holy land also said this.

"In this era when the ancient gods were not born, the Celestial Immortals have become extremely powerful. The Daluo Heaven Realm is so vast. Countless ancient powers have been passed down. Although the powerful Celestial Immortals rarely appear in front of the world, no one knows.

There are more or less such figures in all the holy places and ancient martial arts families."

"The ancient tribes stand side by side, and the ancient kings from all sides should not be underestimated. It is rumored that there is an extremely famous figure in the Eastern Region who has entered the realm of demigods. This Mo Zun dares to make such bold statements at such a young age. Could it be that he is despising all the people in the world?

male?"

All parties were discussing constantly, and they were all extremely curious about Na Mo Ge.

Some people even headed towards Quancheng as soon as they heard the news, wanting to see what the so-called Mo Ge and Mo Zun looked like.

On this day, outside the gate of Moge Mountain, it seemed particularly lively.

Seven days have passed since the Ziyan Sect's army pressed into the territory that day.

In the past seven days, the news of Mo Ge's birth has spread throughout the southern region.

Outside the mountain gate, there was a surging crowd, all cultivators from all walks of life who came after hearing the news.

"Green mountains, green waters, and beautiful scenery are indeed a good place to establish a sect. But I don't know what will happen in this so-called Mo Pavilion?"

In the sky in the distance, there were divine rainbows coming from time to time, all with great momentum. They descended to the bottom of Moge Mountain Gate and hiked up the mountain.

Regardless of how arrogant Mo Wangchen said, I heard that in this Mo Pavilion, together with the Great Elder Xue Qinglin, there are already two true immortals and powerful men. With such background, they cannot be underestimated. Naturally, everyone is dissatisfied.

He dares to take risks easily, so he hikes and climbs in a very disciplined manner.

Moge Mountain Gate occupies the entire mountain top and is located on the highest solitary peak in this area.

There are many buildings inside the gate, all newly built, several main halls, and many special places, making it an excellent cultivation environment.

In an empty square, there were many figures walking around. These people were not Moge disciples, but cultivators from all walks of life who came after hearing the news.

Just as Mo Wangchen said, the gate of Moge Mountain is wide open and anyone can enter. As long as they are not doing evil, if they are in trouble, they can come here to seek solutions. Moge will do its best to help.

"That giant sword..."

In the center of the square, a huge stone sword stood. It was carved by someone. The stone sword was extremely tall, nearly a hundred feet long. The sword body was polished to an extremely brilliant finish, and there was an inexplicable aura of awe permeating the sword.

At this moment, there were about a dozen young people sitting cross-legged in front of the stone sword with their eyes closed, as if they were meditating on something.

This sword was specially carved by Mo Wangchen. Inside the stone sword, a trace of the sword law that he understood was sealed for everyone to understand.

"What a special aura of law. I have been involved in the way of swordsmanship for more than ten years and have never felt this kind of aura of law of swords. It seems to transcend the three realms and coexist with the will of heaven. It can seal this law in the stone sword.

It can be seen that that person’s understanding of the sword must be extraordinary and holy!”

An old man had a surprised look on his face, and his eyes were filled with energy, as if two shocking swords were about to strike out. This was a long-established swordsman master.

As he spoke, the old man couldn't help but walked to the stone sword, sat down cross-legged on the spot, and released his spiritual thoughts, hoping to understand the laws of the sword.


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