Walking down the holy mountain, don’t forget to go all the way eastward.
From Jing Yun and his two men, he obtained some holy weapons that Yao Yuntian and his two men had used in the past.
With these holy weapons, Mo Wangchen could use the Dao patterns left by Ksitigarbha on his palms to deduce the whereabouts of their three souls and seven souls.
However, if it is actually deduced, the process is extremely complicated, and the position is not necessarily accurate.
"Yuntian once passed through a calamity here and left his breath..."
About half a month later, he came to a large mountain.
This was the first place Mo Wangchen found after his deduction. He originally thought that one of Yao Yuntian's souls would exist here.
But after wandering in the mountains for several days, he finally came to the above conclusion.
Yao Yuntian had survived the catastrophe here in the past and left behind a breath, but it was not a soul.
After coming to this conclusion, Mo Wangchen started to deduce in the mountains again, and it was not until the third day that he left here and went to the next destination.
The wilderness is uncultivated and has no end in sight.
Mo Wangchen used the True Art of Lin to cross the sky at an astonishing speed.
Until, after another seven days, he came to a mountain gate shrouded in black air.
"There is a strong wave of death inside, accompanied by resentment. I deduced it. Could it be that there is a soul in Yuntian that is inside?"
This is a territory belonging to the demon clan. At this moment, Mo Wangchen stood in front of its mountain gate, speaking alone.
After a while, he no longer hesitated and walked towards the mountain.
"Who trespasses on our Divine Scale Clan?"
Not long after, he came to the front of the mountain gate, and two young men with humanoid shapes appeared, blocking Mo Wangchen's way.
Although these two people are in human form, what flows around them is the aura of the ancient clan.
"God Scale Clan?"
Mo Wangchen's face was startled. This was a branch of the ancient Qilin and a symbol of auspiciousness. But at this moment, the mountain gate of the Shenlin Clan was filled with evil spirits, which was obviously inconsistent with their sacred blood.
"Do you have any big monsters to suppress in your Shenlin clan?" He looked at the two young men and asked.
"Who are you?"
The two young men frowned and looked at each other. Instead of answering Mo Wangchen's words, they asked instead.
Mo Wangchen shook his head, speechless, and too lazy to talk nonsense with the two of them. He stepped forward, and his body disappeared in an instant.
"What a speed!"
Both of them had shock on their faces. Looking back, they found that Mo Wangchen had already broken into the mountain gate of the Shenlin Clan.
"This person's strength is not low. We cannot deal with it. Please inform the elders of the clan immediately." As they said this, they flicked their fingers, and divine rainbows flew out from their fingertips and flew in different directions.
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Don't forget Chen to fly in the air, shuttle through the void above the Divine Scale Clan, and fly towards the place where the air of death spreads out.
The closer he got, the more familiar he could feel the aura, and he became more certain in his heart that Yao Yuntian must have a soul in this divine scale clan.
"This is……"
Not long after, a black tower appeared in front of him, nine feet high. The tower stood in a square. In the surrounding void, there were dense Dao patterns formed by many charms. These Dao patterns seemed to be sealing.
With this black tower.
In other words, they are sealing some kind of existence in the black tower.
"Who dares to invade the land of our God Scale Clan?"
Just when Mo Wangchen was about to grab the black tower, suddenly, a cold shout rang out and spread throughout the entire Divine Scale Clan.
"disease!"
The next moment, in the void all around, people kept coming from the sky one after another, each with a strong aura, and they were the elder-level powerful men of the Divine Scale Clan.
There were about a dozen of these elders. They had received the summons from the two young men in front of the mountain gate just now, so they were alerted and came out.
The Divine Scale Tribe is one of the most powerful races in the world. In this era before the ancient gods were born, even a holy land would not dare to do anything to them, let alone a group like Mo Wangchen who would force their way in.
Entered.
Mo Wangchen stopped and stood in the void, with a dozen elders blocking his way.
These dozen or so people are all masters at the Void Immortal Realm level. To Mo Wangchen, they do not pose the slightest threat, but he does not want to hurt anyone's life until the matter is clear.
"What was suppressed in the black tower?" he asked lightly.
"Who are you? Why did you force your way into the land of our God Scale Clan?"
The dozen or so people did not answer Mo Wangchen's words. One of them stood up and scolded.
"I don't mean any harm, I just want to find out what was suppressed in the Black Tower." Mo Wangchen shook his head, and after saying that, he didn't want to pay attention to the other party. He stepped out and headed towards the Black Tower again.
Go to the location.
"presumptuous!"
An elder was immediately angry. This person had barged in for no reason, and now he was directly ignoring them. The dignified Shenlin Clan had never been so despised before.
"Crack!"
He spit out the glow from his mouth and turned it into a holy sword light, which was very terrifying. The sword energy soared into the sky, making the sky in this area darken slightly.
The sword glow roared, and in the blink of an eye it struck at Mo Wangchen, trying to kill him.
This person forced his way into the tribe and dared to ignore all of them so arrogantly. In the eyes of these elders, there was nothing to say about this, and it would not be an exaggeration to kill him directly.
"boom!"
Mo Wangchen's footsteps didn't even pause at all. He stepped into the air and walked away without even looking at the sword light that struck him.
When the sword light approached the top of the head, it suddenly exploded and dissipated, as if there was no sadness at all.
"Um?"
More than a dozen elders couldn't help but frown. Apparently, they had seen that Mo Wangchenjue was an unusual person.
"Divine Scale Seal!"
One of them shouted loudly and took action again. He manifested his true form and turned into a unicorn as big as a hill. There were wisps of flames wrapped around his body, causing the temperature in the sky to suddenly increase.
"Buzz..."
The huge Qilin's front palm struck the air with terrifying power, causing the void there to collapse. A terrifying Qilin handprint emerged, covering the sky, and pressed down on Mo Wangchen.
"boom!"
However, what surprised everyone was that Mo Wangchen still ignored it. He continued to move forward without even looking at it. The Qilin handprint exploded out of thin air, posing no threat to him at all.
"Could he be a master of the real fairyland?"
Some people were surprised, and their expressions became serious. Not many people could find such a state, even among the God Scale Clan.
Mo Wangchen didn't pay attention to what these people were thinking. He came to the front of the black tower and landed.
"What are you going to do?"
Someone yelled angrily. The Black Tower is located in a restricted area of the Divine Scale Clan. No one is allowed to intrude on weekdays. Now, an unknown person has broken into this place. If something abnormal happens to the Black Tower, there will be great trouble.