Chapter 0528 The eternal pattern of heaven and earth
The ancestor of the Yinxi tribe came to the sky.
His cold eyes looked around at his feet. Soon his eyes with murderous intent were fixed on Mo Heng. Of course, he also saw the psychic on the side.
but!
In the eyes of the ancestor of the Yin Devouring Clan, a treasure like the spiritual medium, which only has the strength of the semi-saint realm, cannot pose a threat to him. What's more... if Mo Heng is killed, the treasure of the spiritual medium will also be his!
"Boy, do you think you can run away? If you kidnap our warriors, you are destined to be doomed today!" The cold voice continued to echo from the sky, and the eyes of the ancestor of the Yin Devouring clan were filled with bloodshot eyes.
During his time in this world...
All the heirs he had worked so hard to manage were kidnapped by Mo Heng. This was undoubtedly equivalent to breaking his foundation. As a peerless giant in the saint realm, how could he tolerate this?
kindness?
Just when the ancestor of the Yin Devouring Clan was about to kill Mo Heng, his expression became slightly stiff, and he looked at another unfamiliar figure in the void with a stunned expression.
"It's really strange. Why are there other creatures here?" The ancestor of the Yin Devouring Clan was puzzled. When he first came here, he never discovered that besides the psychic and Mo Heng, there was a third person.
What a weird thing!
"Who are you?"
After a while, the ancestor of the Yin Devouring Clan looked at the simple figure standing on the spot with a handrail in the void, and asked slowly.
I don’t know why!
The moment he saw Hou Yuan again, his soul would instinctively feel panic and uneasiness, but after careful inspection, he never found any power fluctuations in the other person.
Be alert.
The ancestor of the Yinbite tribe was not in a hurry to take action against Mo Heng. He had to find out the identity of Hou Yuan first.
"Leave." Houyuan looked at the ancestor of the Yinbite clan, his voice was calm, as if he was talking about something insignificant, "You can't take him away today."
"oh?"
The ancestor of the Yin Devouring Clan saw Monkey Yuan being so calm and knew that he must have something to rely on, but he did not want to give up easily. His descendants from all ages were now kidnapped by Mo Heng. He really hated it.
Thinking about it for a long time.
The ancestor of the Yin Devouring Clan finally decided to test it out first. If Monkey Yuan Zhen showed terrifying strength, he would definitely leave immediately, but if he was just pretending to be a ghost, don't blame him for killing him together!
Bah!
The surrounding void loomed, and a hazy white light began to fill the air. Just when the ancestor of the Yin Devouring tribe was about to take action, Monkey Yuan suddenly sighed: "You stubborn guy."
The voice just fell.
Suddenly, in front of the ancestor of the Yin Devouring Clan, an ancient wooden stick filled with white brilliance appeared. The stick contained enough terrifying power to annihilate the sky. When the ancestor of the Yin Devouring Clan saw this thing, he thought in panic.
He was so frightened that he turned around and left.
Here we are!
He finally understood that it was already impossible for him to snatch back the kidnapped children from Mo Heng. In the ancient period of Monkey Yuan, his strength should not be underestimated, and among the Holy Lords, he was even more outstanding.
With a reputation for war, if he really takes action at all costs, he is afraid that the life of the ancestor of the Yin Devour clan will be at stake here.
Seeing the ancestor of the Yinbite Clan leaving.
Monkey Yuan Shicai said to Mo Heng and the spiritual medium: "Let's go to the sea."
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In the lacquered void passage.
Mo Heng looked at Monkey Yuan Wei'an's figure standing in front of him like a god, and he felt a little sad. Even though he had a treasure like the ancient Fu Zhao, he was still far from being the most powerful person in the world.
The Holy Lord became angry.
Existences in the realm of saints simply don’t dare to make mistakes!
It can be seen that the strong men in the last step of cultivating the Tao still have an insurmountable weight in the ancient world. This weight is not just something that can be competed by possessing a few treasures or comprehending the secrets of Taoism that do not exist in the world!
My cultivation has reached this stage.
It is already the pinnacle of cultivation in the ancient world!
"Senior, what are your plans after going to the sea?" Mo Heng looked at the psychic and suddenly asked out of curiosity.
The medium shook his head: "I don't know about that. The Eye of Heaven has appeared, and the world will soon become turbulent. I may follow the ancestors of the Monkey Wine Clan to visit other strong men in the Holy Lord Realm. As for you kid
...I would like to advise you, it is better to go to Shiwannan Mountain as soon as possible. There are all the powerful people of your human race there. You should be very safe if you stay in the northwest."
Wow!
During the conversation.
In front of the dark void passage, a dazzling white light has emerged, followed by the cool breath from the sea, overwhelmingly coming from all around.
Buzz!
The top of the sea was twisting in vain, and the figures of Mo Heng and the others arrived in the Chiwei Sea. The blue sea below them roared and surged, and huge waves kept hitting the endless sea surface, emitting a deafening roar.
Mo Heng's gaze.
Crossing the blue sea, soon...his sea of consciousness was already looking into the endless void, and he saw the ancient island standing like a huge mountain in the center of the sea. The fog above the island was hazy, and Mo Heng's sea of consciousness could only explore it.
At this point, his strength is limited, and it is still difficult to spy on those in the saint realm.
"Immortal King Island..."
Mo Heng murmured.
The thought of seeing my mother soon made me feel a little overwhelmed.
Even though it was not the first time for him to go to Fairy King Island to rescue Yan Lanxi, he still looked forward to this process. Especially when he thought of the scene after the family reunited, he felt even more happy!
"Let's go and have a look at the island." Monkey Yuan waved his hand, and Mo Heng felt that the void around him suddenly became still. As he breathed, he found that he appeared above the Immortal King Island. Such a method is endlessly mysterious.
, with Mo Heng’s current understanding of heaven and earth, it is simply difficult to understand the secrets involved.
call--
The fog in the island is constantly flowing, and it seems that there are creatures appearing above the head. The originally sparse white fog suddenly becomes denser, making the vision of Mo Heng and others even more hazy. If they want to watch the scene on the island, it is undoubtedly
Idiots talk about dreams.
even…
When Mo Heng was in this endless white mist.
He could still vaguely feel that an invisible crisis was approaching. He kept warning himself to leave immediately, but after looking at the indifferent expressions of the psychic and monkey Yuan beside him, he gave up such thoughts.
.
In the time and space of heaven and earth.
The strength of the Immortal King has never touched the realm of the Holy Lord, and this is under the premise that the ancient talisman Zhao can pay tribute to living beings. Thinking about the years now, the strength of the Immortal King is only the ordinary Saint realm, with monkey wine
The ancestors of the clan were here, so he didn't need to worry about it.
Buzz!
In the mist, an illusory behemoth that seems to be condensed from clouds and mist is constantly approaching the three psychics. Around it, there is a bright and jade-like white brilliance, looming, and the huge pliers condensed by the white mist contain the power to kill the top broken ones.
The vast power of the virtual realm. But this power is hidden in the mist and difficult to detect.
it.
Like a hunter who has been hiding in the jungle for a long time, trying to kill its target silently.
"Hmph! Do you want to deal with me using such a method?"
Just when sweat appeared on Mo Heng's forehead, Monkey Yuan let out a soft drink, and immediately a hazy white brilliance emerged from the ancient wooden stick in his hand.
Shrouded in brilliance.
The illusory behemoth just let out a somewhat mournful scream, and then the body was naturally collapsed. At the same time, the white mist condensed on the Immortal King Island also spread to the surroundings again. Through the white mist under the feet, an ancient building soon appeared.
The huge island appeared in Mo Heng's eyes.
"It's no wonder he is the Holy Master."
Mo Heng looked at the wooden stick in Monkey Yuan's hand and sighed in his heart. This ancient wooden stick is certainly not a divine object that contains the origin of heaven and earth. It is just the most common spiritual medium treasure. However, it is different from the ink gourd Mo Heng got.
The psychic treasure in your hand is used for attacking and killing. Although the black gourd can also be used for this purpose, it is not such a thing.
not to mention!
For weak warriors like Mo Heng, the true power of the spiritual medium's treasure is not in himself, but in the spiritual medium that extends out of it. The power of the semi-saint realm is enough to survive in the world of depressed martial arts civilization.
Dominate one side. On the contrary, for a being like the Holy Lord whose own strength is incredible, having one more thug in the semi-holy realm is nothing more than useless.
…
Bang!
In the Fairy King Island.
Along with a huge roar in the cave, the Immortal King who fell asleep on the island immediately opened his eyes in vain. He looked a little confused and murmured without knowing why: "Strange? Which great sage left me behind?"
Was the formation destroyed?"
After saying that, he looked a little confused.
If the other party is a friend, there is no need to use such methods. Since the formation he constructed has been destroyed, he is probably an enemy. Thinking of this, the Immortal King had a chill in his eyes and immediately left the cave.
It is different from other saint realms...
Although the Immortal King is also sleeping in the ancient Tianfang, he uses the entire Immortal King Island as the basis of the magic circle to confuse the secrets of heaven. As long as he is in the Immortal King Island, he can wake up from his slumber at any time.
Of course, it is not easy to leave the island. After all, he did not obtain the ancient talisman, and his strength is also the most ordinary saint level.
Wow——
Three figures soon descended on the Immortal King Island.
Mo Heng looked at the ancient earth beneath his feet, where countless creatures lived, and murmured to himself, "It seems that even if the Immortal King does not obtain the ancient talisman, many patterns in the world will not change over time."
In today’s reincarnation of heaven and earth…
The Immortal King does not have the ancient talisman Zhao, so the sacrifice of all spirits will naturally not be established.
but!
On the Immortal King Island in Mo Heng's eyes, there are still countless creatures living there. These creatures, who do not worship the Immortal King, are just like the creatures on the Gulan Continent, divided into countless tribes, peaceful and prosperous, and his
Mother was captured here by Mu Fentian, one of these people!