Mo Heng smelled the fragrance, opened his eyes, and found that members of the Yuyang City team beside him had set up a bonfire, smeared the hunted beasts with salt, and burned them!
"Ha... little brother Mo, are you awake? Wait a moment, this cracked tiger will be roasted and eaten soon." An older man said with a smile when he saw Mo Heng waking up.
Experienced what happened yesterday.
The members of the Yuyang City team have changed their attitudes towards Mo Heng, even Lin Bin. At least the hatred is gone.
"A ferocious beast?"
Mo Heng looked at the pieces of meat on the fire and was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Lin Hai, whom he and others cultivated, would actually have a cracked tiger, a third-level ferocious beast that was common in Northern Luyu Prefecture.
But the good thing is.
Everyone's strength was extremely extraordinary. Even if they were seriously injured, to them, the third-level ferocious beasts were just slightly larger ants that they could kill casually.
"Yes... we were shocked when we discovered this cracked tiger. After all, the mountains and forests where the world has sufficient spiritual power and are suitable for ferocious beasts to live are often divided up by major sects and families.
It’s rare to find someone without an owner.”
Hear the words.
Mo Heng nodded with approval.
Just like the Tianlan Sect and the Mo Clan... they all have their own mountain territory. Except for their own disciples, other warriors are not allowed to enter it.
Of course the more important point is.
The ferocious beasts that inhabit the Northern Luyu Prefecture are very weak. Otherwise, like other places in Gulan Continent, any high-level ferocious beast can wipe out the Yuyang City team!
Have eaten food.
Mo Heng lazily burped. At this moment, Li Jia and other team captains came to the crowd and talked about future plans.
"Would you like to take a break for half a month?"
After burning the incense, Mo Heng nodded, feeling that it was normal. In the Yuyang City team's fight with the barbarians yesterday, many people were seriously injured. It is obviously impossible to recover in a short time.
Just right.
Taking advantage of this time, he could practice the Golden Emperor Holy King Technique with peace of mind.
It now takes less than three months to achieve the innate body. As for breaking through to the late stage of the transcendent realm, it can be completed in one month.
After all, as long as the dust in the body is separated to a certain extent, it can be successfully promoted to the late stage of the transcendent realm, and the general trend of the world will be triggered, and it will become more terrifying and vast.
But Mo Heng has been able to activate the power of heaven and earth.
Whether or not one can break through to the late stage of the transcendental realm is not that important. No matter how terrifying the general trend of heaven and earth is, it is like nothing in the face of the power of heaven and earth.
Time passed quietly like this.
While the members of the Yuyang City team were recuperating quietly in the forest, the war was raging in other parts of Beilu Land! Countless barbarian warriors were fighting to the death with human warriors, leaving the more ancient
Hatred spreads endlessly.
Half a month later.
The Yuyang City team once again embarks on a new journey.
However, in the following days, the team members' luck was very good.
The barbarian warriors they encountered were mostly disabled teams of one or two hundred people. They successfully annihilated the enemy at the cost of seven or eight casualties.
…
This day.
Three months have passed since Mo Heng left Qinghuo City. And his cultivation level also successfully broke through to the late stage of the transcendent realm not long ago!
Become a top transcendent realm warrior.
"Huh... the boundless killing is finally going to end for a while." Looking at the messy corpses and blood at his feet, Luo Wei, the captain of the Yuyang City team, smiled slowly.
He is still very happy at the moment.
Among the more than two hundred warriors who survived, there were fully forty people under his jurisdiction! Far more than the other captains.
"it's over…"
Putting away the blood-stained spirit-derived weapon in his hand, Mo Heng looked into the distance.
Mo Yunzhi once said at the beginning.
Three months later, he has to return to the capital to report the number of casualties. Even though he may be the only surviving warrior in his Green Fire City team, this is an order and must be obeyed!
"Brother Mo, are you leaving?"
In vain, a man's hearty laughter came from beside him.
Mo Heng looked at the somewhat older Liang Jin and nodded. In the past two months, the other party was his only close friend, and the relationship was pretty good.
"Oh, time flies so fast." Liang Jin said with emotion. He couldn't remember how many times he was saved by Mo Heng during the battles with the barbarians... If it weren't for him, I'm afraid he would have died under the ruthless brutality of the barbarians.
Under the knife.
"Yes, I haven't eaten enough yet. Brother Liang Jin roasted meat."
Mo Heng also smiled.
After all, we are good friends who have experienced life and death together. It will be hard to part ways because no one knows when we will meet again.
"treasure."
After saying goodbye, the members of the Yuyang City team had already flown away, leaving only Mo Heng's lonely figure, wandering on the top of the vast and endless sky.
"It's time to go back."
With that said, he flew away to Qinghuo City alone.
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Lincheng.
An Xinyang was resting in the Lin family's mansion.
suddenly.
He pointed towards the sky in front of him, and suddenly a stream of golden glazed light poured in along his fingertips, intertwining with the heaven and earth.
soon…
In the void rendered by the blurred golden sky, a portrait of a warrior from the Northern Lu Realm emerged.
These portraits are very plain. The only thing worth noting is that in the upper right corner of these portraits, the word "Wanted" is written in golden text.
These people.
Chiran was a cowardly warrior who chose to flee and retreat without fighting during the battle with the barbarians!
"Where is Shan Mu? Come see me quickly!"
With a thought in his mind, Anxin Yang sent a message to Shanmu who was in Yuanmu City.
Don't wait for a while.
Shanmu walked in from outside the Lin family's mansion. He came to the courtyard where Anxin Yang was and knelt down respectfully: "Young man Shanmu, I would like to pay my respects to General An."
In the court.
Although Shanmu is the leader of Beilu Realm, he is just an ordinary minister. Normally, even the censor would not take the initiative to summon him, let alone a powerful person.
"Get up." An Xinyang looked at him. With a move of his finger, the portraits all over the sky fell together and flew to Shan Mu, "Starting today... these warriors will be wanted by the entire Daoling Dynasty. You will pass on the news.
.”
wanted!?
Shanmu's face changed, and he was so shocked.
Of course he also knew that An An Yang, as a general of the Daoling Dynasty, was qualified to issue a wanted order for Fu Zhao, but to arrest so many warriors at once was...
"These are your warriors from the Beilu Realm. I have passed the news to the Daoling Dynasty. From now on, there will no longer be a place for these people."
Speaking of this, An Xin Yang's eyes turned cold, "You retreat in the face of battle and do not dare to kill the barbarians. These people are all sinners of the dynasty!"
"Yes!"
Shan Mu was so frightened that he knelt down at that moment. An An Yang's aura was so vast that he, a mere Enlightenment realm warrior, simply couldn't bear it.
Leave from Lin Mansion.
Shanmu immediately spread the portrait in his hand, and a total of one hundred and thirty-seven Beilu realm warriors were wanted by the entire Daoling Dynasty.
Half a day later.
Mo Heng returned to Qinghuo City from Beilu Wilderness after a long journey. He is now a warrior in the late stage of the Transcendence Realm, and his traveling speed is naturally different from before.
Just arrived at Qinghuo City.
Mo Heng's eyes were immediately attracted by the bustling crowd in the distance.
"Well? How come there are so many people gathered there?" Out of curiosity, Mo Heng walked forward quickly and saw a huge wall covered with portraits.
"This is…"
Taking a deep breath, Mo Heng's face became shocked. Of course he also discovered that in the upper right corner of these portraits, the word "Wanted" conveyed the aura of majesty!
Someone is wanted!
And there are so many people!?
Mo Heng was like a dream. It was hard for him to imagine that so many warriors in the Daoling Dynasty were wanted at the same time. Moreover, the wanted Fu Zhao was still in their Qinghuo City. Doesn't this mean that those wanted
Is it possible that people are in Qinghuo City?
"It's really strange that Xia Xiang is wanted? How is this possible?"
Looking at one of the portraits on the wall, a man next to Mo Heng murmured in disbelief.
"Xia Xiang? Hey... isn't that the outer elder of the Qingshan Sect?" Hearing this, another man also muttered in a low voice.
"Yes! And... he is also a warrior from Qinghuo City. I have met him before!" The man who spoke earlier nodded.
As his voice fell.
soon…
Others also discovered that the seventeen wanted Fu Zhao on the wall were actually warriors from their Green Fire City!
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... Unbelievable, unbelievable! There are actually seventeen warriors in our Qinghuo City who are wanted by the Daoling Dynasty. What is going on? Is it the same in other cities?"
A man with a beard stood behind Mo Heng and said in a deep voice.
Hearing his words, Mo Heng couldn't help but shudder. The first thing he thought of was Mo Zhiqiu in Yuanmu City. Although he still doesn't know why these people are wanted, but if Mo Zhiqiu is
Qiu, is also wanted...so what should we do?
"No, I have to go to Yuanmu City to have a look! I still don't have the whereabouts of my father. I don't know whether he is alive or dead. No matter what, I have to go there."
With a plan in mind, Mo Heng quickly ran to the mansion where Mo Yunzhi lived... He had to report the team's casualties first, so that... he could go to Yuanmu City with peace of mind.
Inside the mansion.
Mo Yunzhi was sitting in front of a wooden table, holding a writing brush in his hand and a stack of thick white paper in front of him, recording the casualties of each team.
"The Supreme Elder..."
Seeing that no one from other teams reported, Mo Heng ran in quickly.
"Well? It's you..."
Seeing Mo Heng, Mo Yunzhi smiled slowly.
Of course he remembered Mo Heng, the young man in front of him, but half a year ago, he was the collateral disciple who he had spent so much time cultivating. "Which team are you a member of? What are the casualties in your team?"
"Back to the Supreme Elder, Team 79, the number of casualties exceeds 94!"