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Chapter 941 Where is the Source

Among the ruins, don’t forget to move forward.

The ancient temples were corroded by time and all were bombarded, but some remained intact.

Many people have dug out some ancient objects among them, but very few of them can be used.

The further inward, the aura of chaos permeating the air becomes thicker and denser, but the power of desolation is still thin and difficult to collect.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a roaring sound from above, and someone was fighting.

The two figures collided, and the endless holy light glowed, seeming to be able to crush the void. The battle was extremely fierce. The cultivation levels of both parties who fought had reached the level of true fairyland. The area where they fought had already become distorted at this moment.

stand up.

"He is the ancestor of Shen Tianmen, the pinnacle of the True Immortal Realm. Who is the other person? How dare you compete with him?!"

The crowd exclaimed, recognizing one of them. At this moment, the two were fighting for an ancient object, which must be a magic weapon in this ruins.

"That's... the Divine Punishment Bell of Dayan Immortal Palace!"

Some people are jealous, and the thing that the two sides are fighting for is a huge ancient bronze bell. At first glance, the ancient bell has no charm and nothing out of the ordinary, but upon closer inspection, it is discovered that there is a kind of inscription engraved on the ancient bell.

The special and ancient lines have a faint glow.

"The Divine Punishment Bell is rumored to have killed countless immortals in ancient times. It is so powerful!"

Many people's eyes were bright and they couldn't help but join in the fight as they spoke.

Mo Wangchen frowned, the war broke out, and the auras of more than a dozen powerful men from the True Immortal Realm merged, making the void darken and buzz, as if it was about to collapse.

"Everyone, please don't argue. If the space here collapses due to a war, none of us will survive!"

A cold snort reached my ears, and I saw a divine rainbow coming from the depths of the ruins. This was an old man in white robes. He did not take action, but simply used his momentum to intimidate everyone.

"The Great Elder of Tianji Mansion!"

Someone exclaimed, recognizing the old man's identity.

"snort!"

The old man snorted coldly, stretched out his big hand, and without paying any attention to the crowd, snatched the God of Punishment Bell away, then turned around and left.

Seeing such a scene, the people who just took action to rob it were unwilling to accept it, but they could only endure it. Tianji Mansion is one of the ten holy places and cannot be provoked by them.

After sighing, everyone scattered again, each looking for the magic weapon.

"Whoosh!"

At the same time, Mo Wangchen was walking across the ground, following the great elder of Tianji Mansion.

The entire site occupies a huge area, like a majestic ancient city. This shows how powerful the Dayan Immortal Palace was in the past. It is rumored that there were nearly 100,000 ordinary disciples under its sect!

"This is……"

Following the Great Elder of Tianji Mansion all the way, Mo Wangchen was not afraid of being discovered, because at this moment, there were already figures arriving from everywhere in the ruins.

Soon, when passing through the ruins of Dayan Immortal Palace, what appeared in front of Mo Wangchen was a huge abyss. The bottom was surrounded by a dense aura, and the bottom could not be seen.

But halfway up the mountain, Mo Wangchen saw a cave entrance, and at this moment the great elder of Tianji Mansion rushed in.

"These are actually the forces of desolation!"

Mo Wangchen exclaimed, the mist in the abyss was not ordinary mist, but was formed by the power of wilderness.

With his fiery eyes, he finally found the so-called source!

At this moment, many people had already discovered the existence of this place, and their bodies rushed out one after another, floating in the air on the cliff. They each took out the damaged magic weapons, frantically absorbing the power of desolation, and repaired them.

Mo Wangchen frowned, "The great elder of Tianji Mansion entered the cave entrance. Could it be that these desolate powers spread from the cave?"

It's no wonder that he has this idea. Those people in the sky on the cliff are not strong men from the Holy Land or the ancient martial arts family. Most of them are casual cultivators.

"Did they all go into that cave?" He squinted his eyes, it seemed that there must be some unknown secret in the cave.

The power of desolation here is as dense as fog. Unless there is a huge stone of desolation, it would be difficult to form this scene.

With this thought in his mind, Mo Wangchen did not hesitate. He rushed out and came to the entrance of the cave. However, he did not enter in a hurry. Instead, he took out the Futian Bow and frantically collected the desolate power outside the cave to repair it.

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"Buzz buzz!"

The Futian Bow seemed to have a spirit. The moment it was taken out by Mo Wangchen, it began to tremble crazily. It absorbed the power of Huang extremely fast, many times faster than those around it!

Facing such a scene, although Mo Wangchen was surprised, he didn't think much about it.

The God King's weapons are naturally not comparable to ordinary magic weapons. The faster Futian Bow absorbs the power of Huang, the better it is for him.

"Um?"

Not long after, someone discovered the situation on Mo Wangchen's side and frowned.

"Boy, what kind of treasure are you holding in your hand? How can we repair the magic weapon after absorbing the power of desolation like this?" A middle-aged man frowned and looked closely at it with an evil look on his face.

His eyes shone brightly, as if he was staring at the Futian Bow in Mo Wangchen's hand, and he wanted to snatch it in his heart.

People die for money, and birds die for food. Within the ruins, all opportunities are obtained based on strength, but there are also many people with evil intentions who secretly attack people and rob others of their belongings.

"Want it?"

Mo Wangchen smiled, this middle-aged man was only in the late stage of Xuxian Realm, and he dared to be malicious towards his Futian Bow. He was simply looking for death.

Looking at the smile on Mo Wangchen's face, the middle-aged man knew that he had been despised by the other party, and couldn't help but snorted, "It seems that he is a boy from a certain family who has just come out of training. He doesn't know that the world of cultivation is dangerous..."

"The bow in your hand seems to be a good magic weapon. After I kill you, it will be mine."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man took action directly, his body flew past, and he was in front of Mo Wangchen in an instant.

He stretched out his big hand, like the claws of a giant dragon, the sharp claws could crush boulders, and forced them towards Mo Wangchen's chest.

"court death!"

Mo Wangchen snorted coldly and refused to evade or retreat. The Divine King's Dao Armor exploded with endless holy light, and the breath of the law of the cauldron wrapped around his arm, like a mountain smashing out.

"Boom!"

The shocking collision broke out in an instant, and to everyone's surprise, the middle-aged man flew back, coughing up blood, and his arm was exploded by Mo Wangchen's punch.

"you!"

When his body came to a stop, the middle-aged man was horrified, and the pain of losing his arm made his face a little distorted.

But compared with the fear in my heart, everything seemed so powerless.

The physical body of this man in white is actually so powerful that he cannot compete with it.

"Whoosh!"

Without thinking, his body turned into white light, trying to snatch it away.

"laugh!"

However, just as he flew above the cliff, an astonishing arrow pierced through the void and landed on the middle-aged man in the blink of an eye.

"ah!"

A scream reached everyone's ears, and the middle-aged man was shot dead on the spot, and his body fell into the endless abyss.

"Who else wants this bow in my hand?" Mo Wangchen retracted his gaze and looked at the others around him.

Everyone's expressions changed, and they backed away one after another, not daring to get any closer. There were indeed a few people who were about to move just now, but now, after seeing Mo Wangchen burst out with such astonishing combat power, panic had already appeared in their hearts, and even

Huang Zhili didn't dare to continue collecting, but turned around and left the place.

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