Huge thunder sounded under the sky, waking everyone up.
Mo Han looked up at the sky. The blazing sun had long since disappeared and was covered with dense dark clouds. But under the dark clouds, countless lightnings were raging. Instead of giving people a feeling of darkness, they felt very comfortable and bright.
"The left wing of Qiongqi is sealed in the Mota, which is one of the tokens that opens the altar of inheritance. But Qiongqi is a ferocious beast in the world, and this Mota is the core of the Snake and Scorpion Desert. The meaning of its existence is not
It’s inheritance, but a seal. Go quickly, this place is about to become a hell on earth.”
Shengyu jumped up from Mo Han's shoulder and shouted loudly in Mo Han's ear.
However, it was too late for Shengyu's reminder. A desert tower hundreds of feet high rose from the ground, and its extreme speed brought up strong winds and yellow sand all over the sky.
The cultivators standing around Mota were caught off guard, and they all used their energy or took out their spiritual weapons to shield themselves in front of them.
As the core of the Snake Desert, Mota has absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon for thousands of years, absorbing Qiongqi's hostility during his lifetime and resentment after his death. He has already channeled spirits, so how can this group of cultivators in the foundation-building period be able to resist it?
, even if there are a few golden elixir stage cultivators who have come in through secret techniques or elixirs to suppress their cultivation, they can only tremble in fear under the great pressure of Mota.
As a killer, Mo Han's sense of danger is unparalleled. But compared to Mo Ta, his cultivation level is not worth looking at. In addition, Mo Ta was too calm when he was born, and he was thinking about Linglong Pagoda, so he didn't wake up in advance.
The moment Shengyu reminded him, Mo Han made the most correct response. He first condensed a layer of evil energy shield on his body, then blocked the killing blade in front of him, and finally stepped back quickly.
The yellow sand in the sky has been in contact with Mota for a long time. Although it has not been refined like a magic weapon, its hardness is no weaker than that of ordinary spiritual weapons, and it contains a strange sense of hostility and resentment.
Therefore, driven by the strong wind, there was a rain of spiritual weapons in the area around Mota, and they were extremely ferocious spiritual weapons.
"Crush it, crush it, get it, get it..."
Except for Mo Han, the cultivators from all the major forces were desperately retreating. One defensive weapon after another, they took out them as if for free, standing in front of their own forces to help their men escape.
The leaders of the four major forces took out their spiritual treasures and protected them in front of them. Jun Xiuzong Chi'an held a fan in his hand, and a huge falcon shadow protected everyone in Jun Xiuzong on their backs, and he quickly moved toward them.
Then he flew away, and in the blink of an eye, he quickly flew out of the scope of the yellow sand. It was the jade fan he had held in his hand before, named Yu Fan.
Songjie of the Yuhuang Valley cut off the back alone, holding a green broadsword in his hand. From time to time, he thrust out towards the strong wind and yellow sand behind him. With the roar of the earth dragon, the strong wind and yellow sand were blown away.
Split from it.
Li Yu from Wenxian Palace held Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand and asked the two Jindan monks who were protecting him to protect his men and retreat. He himself did not retreat but advanced, running towards the strong wind and yellow sand, one after another
Pure demonic energy swung out from Fang Tian's painted halberd, opening and closing widely, turning the incoming strong wind and yellow sand upside down.
Zhuge Jing of the Burning Sky Sect is the most stable person among the four major forces. A short staff floats above his head, and Sanskrit chants come from it, turning into a huge light shield that covers everyone in the Burning Sky Sect.
, even the casual cultivators who were close to them also received Zhuge Jing's blessings.
Among all cultivators, the most difficult one to withstand the strong wind and yellow sand is the casual cultivators. They do not have a unified organization and do not have powerful spiritual treasures. Occasionally, a five-forged spiritual weapon gradually loses its light in front of the yellow sand and becomes scrap metal.
.
With one glance, Mo Han took in everything and had a certain understanding of the leaders of the major forces.
"Let's go, why are you still standing there? Waiting to die?"
Long Zheng didn't know why Mo Han, who reacted the fastest when the Mo Tower rose from the ground, ran away for a short distance and then stopped and stood there. When he came to him, he couldn't help but stop and yelled at Mo Han.
Mo Han turned to look at Long Zheng beside him, with an evil smile on his face, and pointed to the Mota that had risen into the air: "It is the core of the Snake and Scorpion Desert, and Qiongqi's left wing is sealed inside.
After thousands of years of baptism of hostility and resentment, it has absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, and it has become a treasure, and it contains a token that opens the inheritance altar. Aren't you excited?"
The first thing Long Zheng saw was the desperate madness in Mo Han's eyes, and what he heard was something that made people want, fear and be excited, "How sure are you?"
"Not sure." Mo Han said confidently and frankly.
"Crush it, crush it, get it, get it..." It's like a dream cry, like a whisper, like something the dying old man can't forget.
Mo Han didn't know who was speaking, nor what "it" referred to. He only needed to know that the voice came from the Linglong Tower, and that it came from the white figure.
"Do you want to do it or not?"
Mo Han's low voice was like a roar, with a seductive magic power in its calmness.
Long Zheng realized at this moment that for some reason, all the strong winds and yellow sand that passed by him and Mo Han naturally bypassed them, as if they had become a part of it. And Mo Han held the hand in his hand.
The killing blade was extremely bright, and the blood-red light was like the madness in Mo Han's eyes, excited and desperate.
Long Zheng knew that he could no longer wait or hesitate. Mo Han's appearance clearly showed that he would not give him any more time, not even the time for him to agree or refuse. Because Mo Han had already gone against the strong wind and yellow sand,
He took the lead and galloped towards the Mota in mid-air.
"You two are waiting for me outside. If I die, take my body back and give it to my father."
A burst of skylight suddenly burst out from Long Zheng's body. He pushed the two old men accompanying him backwards with one palm, and with the force of the rebound, he ran towards Mo Han's figure.
The two golden elixir-stage old men who accompanied Long Zheng to protect Long Zheng stretched out their hands to grab Long Zheng, and wanted to say something, but their bodies quickly moved back involuntarily. Because Long Zheng took advantage of them not paying attention, because the mysterious power was just
Protected Mo Han and Long Zheng.
"Uncle Peng, do you think Xiaohan will be fine?" Wei Su stood next to Peng Yu. With the help of Mo Han and Shengyu, they had already escaped from the scope of the strong wind and yellow sand. They stood on the outside and looked up at the North Korean government.
The two figures flying past Mota were like moths flying toward a fire.
"Huh, do you still want to live? It would be great if you can leave the bones behind!"
The place where Wei Su and Peng Yu were standing was not far from Jun Xiuzong. At this time, Chi An, who had a gloomy look on his face, said sarcastically. Just now he led his respective forces to escape. Chi An did not have the domineering power of Yuhuang Gu Songjie, nor did he have the experience of Wenxian Palace.
Yu's courage was not as calm as Zhuge Jing's from the Burning Heaven Sect. He just ran away blindly, so now he was holding back his anger.
"Exactly." Wei Su, who had looked worried just now, suddenly calmed down and said disdainfully to Chi An with a smile: "A coward who only knows how to run around has no right to say this. If you have the ability, you can do anything like Mo Han."
Are you afraid, so you face difficulties and go up? If you are capable, are you like Song Jie, Li Yu, and Zhuge Jing?"
Wei Su's words were heart-breaking, pointing directly at the weakest part of Chi'an's heart. Although Chi'an did not intend to escape just now, it was the characteristic of Yu Fan, and his actions also maximized the power of Yu Fan.
Method, but it does look like a rat scurrying around.
Chi An's eyes were red, veins bulged in the arm holding the imperial fan, and he wanted to stand up and fight Wei Su to the death.
"Young Master, don't be impulsive. The dispute in the Demonless Valley has just begun. If we lose people here, we will lose more than the gain. Moreover, Wei Su is the most proud disciple of Fu Chuang, the master of Ziwei Pavilion. All his skills have been passed down by Fu Chuang himself. His talent
high
, not only has his cultivation reached the early stage of foundation building, but he has also reached the third stage in terms of weapon refining, elixir refining, and talisman making. In the Demon City, he is also one of the four students of Sha Yuwei, the dean of the Formation Academy. Such a person
Don't offend, otherwise there will be endless trouble."
"The old slave knows that the young master is not afraid of these things, nor is he worried about them. But the young master has to think about the sect. I heard that the prince of Xuanye Kingdom, Yin Tianyou, led five teams of imperial guards in not long ago, so he chased this person all the way. Now.
We have lost contact with the team from Xuanye Kingdom. This little fat man is standing in front of us alive and kicking. It can be seen that we have a heavy responsibility on this trip, so please proceed with caution, young master."
The old man in the Jindan stage who was standing behind Chi An suddenly took a step forward, quietly pulled Chi An's sleeves, and whispered softly.
The two old men who were pushed out of the violent wind and yellow sand by Long Zheng's palm, because of the relationship between Mo Han and Long Zheng, quietly walked to Wei Su and Peng Yu and stood aside quietly. But judging from their eyes and actions,
It can be seen that as long as Chi'an dares to take action, they will never stand idly by.
Chi'an's face was filled with uncertainty, but in the end he did not make a move. He snorted coldly and turned to look at the Mota in mid-air. It is unknown whether he was praying for Mo Han and Long Zheng to fall under the Mota.
Wei Su gave up when he saw the opportunity, knowing that if a real fight broke out, his side would definitely suffer, so he stopped using his words and silently looked at the two smaller and smaller figures.
"You kid didn't wait for me, you were afraid that I would be too timid to follow you!" Long Zheng caught up with Mo Han and yelled at Mo Han angrily.
Long Zheng transmitted his message through his spiritual thoughts. This place is very close to the desert tower and the sky, and his spiritual thoughts will be broken into pieces before they leave the body.
The raging wind and yellow sand cut across their faces and bodies like knives, the roaring thunder was deafening, and the dazzling lightning obscured their figures. The entrance to the black hole at the bottom of the Mota tower was like a vicious chooser with its mouth open and bloody.
And eat.
If Mo Han hadn't waited for Long Zheng to follow him, he would have rushed into the entrance of Mota without hesitation.