Hearing Ling Xu's words, Mo He froze for a moment, then quickly recovered, saluted Ling Xu and said.
"The younger generation understands, the younger generation can successfully break through the Golden Immortal Realm, and come back safely, thanks to the senior for his help, thank you here!"
"No need to thank me, this is your contribution to the human race, and it is also the help of many immortals of the human race to you. If you have time in the future, please improve the formation as soon as possible. The power of this formation is not bad, but there are still too few restrictions. Gathering the power of Ten Thousand Immortals, but unable to maximize the power of this power, I feel a little bound!" Ling Xu received a salute from Mo He, and then said calmly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he spread out his palms, and a scroll of formation diagrams appeared in his hands, which was exactly the formation diagram that Mo He sacrificed.
Reaching out and throwing the formation map forward lightly, the formation map fell into Mo He's hands very naturally, and at the same time, a jade slip also fell into Mo He's hands.
Holding the jade slip, Mo He quickly peeked his consciousness into it and glanced, and found that what was recorded in it was the areas that Ling Xu proposed needed to be improved.
There are also some pointers given by Ling Xu. Although Ling Xu is not familiar with the restrictions in the battle map, as a top powerhouse among the powerful, Ling Xu also studied it after launching the battle map. After a while, you can more or less see some ways, so it is not difficult to give some pointers.
In fact, Mo He even felt that Ling Xu could learn the restrictions in Ling Xu's hands if the formation map was left in Ling Xu's hands for a while, and he could continue to refine it.
Without continuing to speak on this issue, Mo He just silently put away the array map and the jade slip. Since Ling Xu handed over the array map, it means that the next thing will not use this array map.
"Is there anything else you want to know?" Seeing that Mo He had put away the formation map, Ling Xu continued to ask him.
Hearing the words, Mo He was not polite, and immediately asked, "Excuse me, Senior Ling Xu, the innate God of Time of the Spirit Race, how is it now?"
This is a question that Mo He is very concerned about. He wants to know what is the current situation and where is the other party after he has withstood three fortune-level attacks
Hearing this question from Mo He, Shang Chan, who was standing aside, cheered up instantly. I am afraid that many people would like to know the current situation of the innate God of Time of the Spirit Race. The person, and his safety, will be related to many things.
"The God of Innate Time has withstood three good fortune-level attacks, so he is naturally injured now. As for how serious his injuries are, this is immeasurable, and where he is now, I don't know!"
Ling Xu shook his head, and gave an answer very simply and neatly.
As for the traces of the innate God of Time, Mo He is actually not the only one who cares about it. As the top power among the powerful people of the human race, he cares more about it.
When the Innate God of Time was injured, Ling Xu tried his best to lock the trace of the other party and prevent the other party from escaping. It would be best to kill him in one fell swoop, but unfortunately things backfired in the end, allowing the other party to escape.
During this period of time, he was always paying attention to the movement of the long river of time, hoping to catch the other party's clues, but unfortunately the other party hid it very tightly and did not reveal any clues.
As for the same thing, Ling Xu believes that the powerful men of the Yaozu and Dragonzu are also doing it, and everyone wants to take advantage of this opportunity to get rid of the innate God of Time.
In fact, if it were other powerful beings, the various races might not have spent so much time and effort. The same enemy, that is, the innate god of time, would make everyone want to target him and solve him as soon as possible.
His existence, in terms of hard power, is a deterrent to all ethnic groups, and in terms of soft power, it is more of a hindrance to all ethnic groups.
Through the long river of time, the other party would often try to spy on the secrets of the various clans, looking for potential rising stars of each clan, and in the past, in order to deal with his prying, the various clans did not take much trouble to interfere, and they had long wanted to solve it in their hearts.
Hearing Ling Xu's answer, Mo He saluted Ling Xu again and thanked him.
Although a little disappointed with this answer, this result was also expected by Mo He. The top powerhouses among the powerful are naturally not so easy to deal with. After being injured, it is absolutely impossible to hide and heal. Easy to spot.
"The dragons and monsters are ready to increase their offensive against the spirits, and the human race has also begun to attack in the starry sky. If you want to go, then go as soon as possible. This time, you can let go of your hands and feet. Hit!" Ling Xu finally said this sentence, Mo He already understood Ling Xu's meaning, it was telling himself that he could leave.
"Resign, junior!" Mo He finally bowed and saluted, then turned and left.
Coming out of Ling Xu, Mo He quickly found Wuyou. Under Zhao's leadership, he had already visited many places in the Immortal Court, and finally had a general understanding of the strength and background of the Immortal Court. .
When Mo He found Wuyou, he had basically seen it all. The rest of the places were some corner palaces, and these palaces, Mo He came to Xianting twice, and he could see them all. Haven't looked at it carefully yet.
"Master, I'm going to go to the starry sky next time. If you've seen enough, I'll send you back first!" Mo He said to Wuyou.
Hearing this, Wuyou nodded, his master had something to do, so although he as a disciple couldn't help, he wouldn't hold back, just go back to the dojo and practice honestly.
After contrasting his thanks again, Mo He took Wuyou back to the dojo first, then came to the starry sky, and went directly to the border of the star fields of the two races.
Before Mo He got close, he could feel from a distance that a great war had broken out at the border of the star fields of the two races, and it was quite fierce.
On the top of the battlefield, a giant thunder god with eight arms behind his back waved all kinds of magic weapons in his hands, pouring out thunderbolts one after another, covering almost half of the battlefield, looking amazingly powerful. It seems to be suppressed by the opponent.
Of course, this is just an appearance. In reality, it is the human race that has the upper hand. Although the thunder god of the spirit race seems to be mighty, in fact, he is just showing off his prestige for a while.
The thunder and lightning that covered a large area of the battlefield, under the means of the Human Race Golden Immortal, did not fall on the Human Race on the battlefield at all. It was only controlled above the battlefield, so it appeared so powerful.
Mo He also felt that in the battlefield, several small spaces had been opened up, where other strong golden immortals were fighting, and the number of strong golden immortals dispatched by both sides was already close to ten.
In the rear of the Spirit Race, Mo He could vaguely feel a powerful aura, and he was paying attention to the changes on the battlefield. It was a powerful person on the Spirit Race side.
Without much hesitation, Mo He took a step forward, his body disappeared into the space instantly, and when he reappeared, he was already above the battlefield.
When Mo He appeared on the battlefield, the human race was certainly excited to see another strong Jinxian coming, while the spirit race felt even more pressured.
There was no numerical advantage in the first place, and now they are being attacked on three sides, and in the Netherland, the opponent's offensive is so fierce, the masters of the Spirit Race have obviously felt that this attack, it seems that all races are For real.
But even if they know this, what can they do? The only thing they can do is to resist with all their strength.
Seeing Mo He's appearance, a new Golden Immortal on the Lingzu side immediately appeared on the battlefield, ready to deal with Mo He.
This Golden Immortal of the Spirit Race looks no different from ordinary people, and his cultivation is at the early stage of the Golden Immortal Realm. Judging from his aura, it is estimated that the time to be promoted to the Golden Immortal Realm will not exceed a hundred years at most.
After the opponent appeared, he swiped directly at the void, and then immediately tore a space crack in the void.
Seeing this, Mo He turned his head and nodded to the few remaining Golden Immortals on the human side, and then walked into the space crack.
Having just broken through to the Golden Immortal Realm, Mo He also wanted to test his current strength and avenge himself at the same time. Let the Spirit Race Golden Immortal in front of him be a start.
Mo He entered the crack in the space, while the golden immortals of the human race outside were quickly communicating with each other at that time.
"The fellow daoist just now looks a bit unfamiliar, who can recognize him?"
"That, it seems to be Mo He, he has broken through the Golden Immortal!"
"Mo He, it's really him!"
During the conversation, everyone knew Mo He's identity, and then suddenly laughed.
Not long ago, Mo He, in the body of a Profound Immortal, beheaded a Golden Immortal of the Spirit Race in the starry sky, and he was not a weak Golden Immortal. Now that his cultivation has broken through the Golden Immortal Realm, facing For an early-stage Golden Immortal cultivator of the Spirit Race, the result is basically settled, and another Golden Immortal may fall soon.
Just when this thought arose in their hearts, they suddenly felt a sigh in their hearts, and then the light of the two big stars above their heads, the yin and the sun, immediately dimmed.
Of course, it wasn't that Mo He had beheaded his opponent, but that a strong Jinxian died on the battlefield between the Dragon Clan and the Yao Clan.
Behind the Starfield of the Spirit Race, several powerful people of the Spirit Race stood together, looking at the two big stars, the Taiyin and the Sun, whose light had dimmed, with serious expressions on their faces, because they knew that The Jinxian who died in the battle was the strongest of their spirit clan.
Soon, a powerful person looked at Zichen, and said: "This time, the dragon, demon, and human races attacked my spirit tribe at the same time. Judging from their current performance, they have the heart to destroy my spirit tribe." , now my spirit clan has fallen into a weak position, and I can't deal with it in the way I used to, and the God of Time can't be found at all now, Zichen, do you have any way to solve the danger of my spirit clan?"
Hearing the words of this powerful man, the other powerful men all turned their eyes to Zichen with a little bit of expectation.
In the eyes of everyone, Zichen's complexion did not change at all, but he became more dignified. After a while, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he spoke slowly.
"I have a very dangerous method. It may not be useful, but when it is absolutely necessary, I can fight it!"