The vast land is ancient and vicissitudes of life.
After leaving the Daoling Dynasty, Mo Heng did not go to the sea for the time being, but came to Daze in the north, a remote tribe.
If you want to use the ancient talisman Zhao to communicate with the sky, you must sacrifice creatures with pure souls. But throughout the Daoling Dynasty, there are only a handful of creatures with pure souls, not to mention that Mo Heng is a human race, how can he be cruel
To attack the warriors of other races, in desperation, he had no choice but to place his ideas among other races.
The disaster of Gulan is coming.
The weak will eventually die, so instead of doing this, it is better to contribute to the strong. At least that's what Mo Heng thought. The scene of reincarnation and the annihilation of all souls in the past is still emerging in front of his eyes.
Under disaster.
The strong cannot protect themselves, so how can they pay attention to them?
The weak can only perish...
call--
In the vast snowy land.
Mo Heng came to a mysterious land wrapped in silver snow and silver ash. There were tribes standing in clusters on the land. Standing in the sky and looking into the distance, he could even see weak flames burning continuously in the snowy field. The weak flames were like lust.
It is necessary to melt this vast snowfield so that warmth can temporarily envelope the tribes covered by the snowfield.
See this scene.
Mo Heng's heart moved slightly. The tribes under his feet are all the weakest tribes in the northern swamp. They don't even exist in the enlightenment realm. They are already strong in the spirit transformation realm. They live on snow and can only
Living on snow, anyone who dares to set foot in the warm areas of the Great Northern Swamp will inevitably be massacred by the powerful clans.
For these weaklings…
Just being alive is already very lucky!
"If possible, I don't want to massacre you." Mo Heng sighed lightly.
When he traveled to the ancient continent, he discovered that the souls of the ethnic groups here were particularly pure. Perhaps it was because... these weak guys had been living in isolation in the snowy area for many years, and there were few conflicts among the tribes.
lead to.
Buzz——
With a thought, the laws of heaven and earth in the ink gourd were enveloped, and then the tribes in the vast snow-capped mountains disappeared from the endless snow field.
At least…
We must also let these weak creatures feel a little warmth before they die, Mo Heng warned himself.
…
Boom! Boom!
At the same time, just as Mo Heng finished all this, he raised his head in vain and saw a huge magic circle emerging from the void in the endless snowy land. In the center of the magic circle, there were countless mysterious symbols imprinted on it.
As soon as the pattern appeared, the vast white snow under Mo Heng's feet began to melt.
It seems that in that array...
It has the hottest power in the world, baking the vast earth.
"The existence of a saint."
Seeing this, Mo Heng held his breath.
He knows...
He has kidnapped the weak creatures in the snowy land. The ancestors behind him will naturally not just watch his children being taken away by Mo Heng, and will definitely come forward to stop him!
Wow——
Vast power surged out from the formation, sweeping across the entire snowy region and heading towards Mo Heng.
This power…
The existence of the broken void realm will die with a bang.
Fortunately, Mo Heng was well prepared. The moment the ancient formation appeared, he paid homage to a tribesman in the snowy area, and immediately triggered the power of the sky to come down and defeat the invincible force.
The attack was fruitless.
Immediately, an ancient roar came from the formation diagram, shaking the entire wilderness, shaking incessantly, the mountains and fields cracked, and the snowy areas collapsed: "Junior, if you dare to kidnap my people, you should be killed!"
boom!
The void stirred up again, and countless ripples like the brilliance of the moon continued to cause the void to twist. Then there was a 'bang' sound and the void above the snowy area completely broke! The aura of the ancient majesty slowly flowed out from the formation diagram.
There seems to be some peerless terrifying existence...
It will appear from the center with the mysterious formation imprinted on it.
"It's time to leave."
The beings in the saint realm have awakened from their slumber, and Mo Heng has no intention of staying here to seek death!
Of course he is accompanied by the ancient talisman...
But whether it is the creatures of the Monkey Wine clan or the weak creatures just kidnapped from the snowy land, they are the foundation he uses to deal with the Immortal King.
If it is used in such a place, it is really not worth it!
Furthermore…
Although Tianqiong's power is comparable to that of a saint, if he faces a real saint, there is no way to win. If he sacrifices all the souls with pure souls, he may really be dead!
Whoosh!
Without hesitation, Mo Heng turned around and left!
The formation diagram behind him that was still trembling paused for a moment, and then the angry voice of the majestic presence in it suddenly came: "Boy! You can't run away! Even if you run to the ends of the world, as long as you are in the ancient sky, I will definitely
You will be found!"
"Oh…"
Mo Heng ignored the curses behind him and disappeared from the snowy field with a faint smile.
From the mouth of a psychic.
Mo Heng learned that existences in the realm of saints would use their supreme magical power to seal themselves when they were sleeping. It seemed that in this way... it could confuse the heavens and confuse the heavens' investigation!
Mo Heng didn't know why these saint-level guys did this, but even the ancestors of the Monkey Wine Tribe were like this, so they also understood that... confusing the sky may be very important to the existence of the saint-level.
Because of this.
The power of the formations used by creatures in the saint realm to seal themselves is very extraordinary, and their level of mystical attainments is even difficult for those in the semi-saint realm to comprehend.
This is also explained.
Why is it so difficult for the Eternal Powers to discover the secrets of saints in ancient and modern times? It is because it is difficult for them to peek at them, even when they go to ancient monuments. It involves the obscurity of heaven and earth. Without the guidance of living beings, warriors in the Breaking Void Realm can
There is no way to find out.
"The saint-level being has just woken up from his deep sleep. It may take him half a month to leave his seal." Mo Heng was suspicious. He was already very conservative. After all, the other party was just a saint.
It is impossible for the Holy Lord to wake up from his deep sleep in an instant.
It seems that Mo Heng is also unlucky.
The existence of saint realm, although it exists in the ancient Continent, is extremely rare. As far as Mo Heng knew, when he went to the Eastern Daze, in the huge Dayan Mountain, only the Monkey Wine Tribe had an ancient and unique existence.
existence. However, I didn’t expect that when I came to Daze in the north during this trip, I just kidnapped a weak and pure spiritual medium warrior, and met a guy in the saint realm.
Wow——
Escape in the ancient continent.
Mo Heng placed the weak creatures in the snow-covered land in an extremely warm place in the dark gourd world. He did not come forward. After all, he was a villain. These creatures who felt at ease temporarily were afraid that they would never know that they were about to
What a terrifying fate we face!
…
Time passes.
Seven days passed in the blink of an eye, and Mo Heng had already arrived at the edge of the northern swamp. He turned back and looked at the boundless land, and was about to leave here and head to the sea.
Who wants to——
In the void ahead, a dark gap filled with endless chill suddenly appeared. When he first saw this void passage, Mo Heng's forehead became solemn, and he was even ready to use the power of the sky to defend against the enemy.
Subconsciously.
He believed that the void passage in front of him was being pursued by saint-level beings in the snowy realm. Although there was still a little time left in half a month, the methods of the saint-level could not be measured by common sense.
Buzz!
The twisted void gradually shattered. Just when Mo Heng was alert, suddenly an old boy bathed in the brilliance of the moonlight walked out from the void passage, stroking his beard.
See this person.
Mo Heng's tense heart immediately relaxed.
It turns out to be a psychic!
"This guy really scared me." Mo Heng breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face. If he had a psychic to accompany him on his trip to Immortal King Island, he would definitely be more confident!
But Mo Heng's smile didn't last long...
Behind the spiritual medium, the lacquered void passage did not collapse with his appearance, but remained there forever. Just when Mo Heng was curious, a stalwart existence that he seemed familiar with appeared in one step.
Walked out of the void passage.
Bang!
The majestic figure like a god descended behind the sky, and the void passage behind him immediately collapsed, and the originally distorted sky immediately returned to calm!
"The Holy Lord of the Monkey Wine Clan!?"
Mo Heng's heart tightened, and he couldn't understand how the psychic could bring such a majestic existence to this place.
Things to know…
He had killed many creatures of the Monkey Wine Tribe in the black gourd when he traveled through the wilderness. Those weak beings were all the descendants of this majestic creature. If the other party knew about this, they would probably not take it lightly.
he!
"I hope the psychic will not tell the other party about this matter."
When Mo Heng prayed in his heart.
The spiritual medium had already flown over, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a joking smile: "Boy? Look who I brought here. Humph! I'll see if you still dare to pay homage to the warriors of the Monkey Wine Clan."
"..."
Mo Heng glared at the psychic, this guy is really going to pick up whatever pot he doesn't want to drink, why must he embarrass himself?
Seeing Mo Heng's cold eyes.
The psychic immediately cried out in agony, "Oh, you heartless brat! I spent a lot of effort to persuade this old guy Yuan Hou to come forward to help you deal with your enemies, but you're better off.
Not only are you not grateful to me, but you dare to treat me with such an attitude?"
Back then I was in the Monkey Wine Tribe.
The psychic remembered that Mo Heng seemed to want to kill an enemy in the saint realm. Since Mo Heng saved him in Qingshui realm before, he always wanted to repay his kindness, right?
So this trip went back to the Monkey Wine Tribe.
In addition to telling Yuan Hou about the Eye of the Sky, the spiritual medium also persuaded him to help Mo Heng eliminate the existence of a saint.
For the Holy Lord…
No matter how powerful a guy in the saint realm is, it is not difficult to kill him. After all, this realm is the ultimate realm of ancient Taoist cultivation, and his methods are the best in heaven!