The entire magic palace is sealed by a transparent barrier, which can be entered with the token. But because the Forge Heaven Demon Palace was too big, this barrier had to cover the entire Demon Palace, so naturally one after another was added. The entire enchantment does not have any gaps to enter, and can only be directly transmitted through a teleportation array.
The devil and the righteous stand on both sides, staring at each other.
Most of the elders of the Demon Sect were in the Nascent Soul period, which was far from the elders of the righteous path, but they were better than the crowd. After staring at each other for a while, they became tense.
"This is the relic of my Demon Dao Venerable, and it's time for our Demon Dao to go first." The elder of Wanguimen said with a strange smile.
The people in Wanguimen have pictures of evil ghosts painted on their faces, which look creepy.
"In that case, those ancient monks are all righteous people. If they encounter the ancient cave mansion in the future, the devil should stay behind!" Liu Bi shook the handkerchief in her hand and sneered.
"Then according to the rules, we will be advanced today." The elder of Wanguimen directly waved his hand and prepared to bring people in, seemingly acquiescing to Liu Bi's words. But when you think about it, that's not the case. Verbal words are enough, this time I will go ahead and talk about it. When I encounter the ancient cave mansion, who will tell these hypocrites the rules.
People in the right path obviously understand the meaning and naturally don't want to.
"Back then, you were the most active in besieging and killing Venerable Zongtian. If you rushed in first, wouldn't you be afraid that Venerable Zongtian would come to chat with you?" Mo Tianliao said calmly, hiding in his cloak.
The majestic and arrogant people of Wanguimen couldn't help but sighed.
Back then, when the ancestors of the dead bones were still there, Wanguimen was one of the top ten demons. Withered bones ancestors have soul-devouring flags refined by Mo Tianliao, even with Nascent Soul cultivation base, they can run rampant in the devil's way. It's just that people don't have enough people's hearts. Back then, when he was besieging Calcined Heaven, the old ancestor with the bones was also the most active one.
"How did you know what happened back then?" The elder of Wanguimen narrowed his eyes and stared at Mo Tianliao, who was hiding in his cloak.
"I'm afraid to lift the cloak and scare you." Mo Tianliao still said calmly, killing the popularity of Demon Sect.
"Little Huangkou!" That elder was a late Nascent Soul, and it didn't matter when Liu Bi choked on his words. Being disrespected by such a junior in the early Nascent Soul, he naturally became angry, raised his hand and swiped at Mo Tianliao.
"Crack!" Before the slap of the Void arrived, he was slapped back by Qingtong.
The big ying-white palm was more than double the size of Elder Wanguimen's, and it instantly swallowed his big palm and slammed it firmly onto him.
The man's face changed, and he immediately resisted with luck, and he took three steps back to resist. It was only then that everyone discovered that the boy in the cloak was guarded by the Master Qingtong of Wo Yunzong, and he must be a favored direct disciple.
"Okay, stop arguing!" Yunsong released the pressure of the enlightened cultivator and said loudly, "The teleportation barrier can only transmit five people at a time, and no sect will go first."
"Then we will send five people out of Wo Yunzong first." Mo Tianliao smiled while holding Qingtong's arm, looking very arrogant, obviously a guy who relied on the master to protect the mess and offend people.
"If we talk about it, the right path is headed by Qingyunzong, and we should be advanced." The people of Qingyunzong suddenly couldn't see it, and some disciples said angrily.
"Extraordinary, shut up." Yun Song stopped the disciple, Qing Yunzong always showed himself as a gentleman outside, and he must not learn from Wo Yunzong's ignorant boy.
"It's better to send one person from each sect," Yun Yuan suggested. "Every time there are five people, five people are from different sects, so it's fair."
Mo Tianliao lowered his head and covered the corner of his mouth with a smile. This Yun Yuan is really thinking of the home of Venerable Gonted Heaven. The five people came from different sects, and they had the right way and the devil way. At that time, there was a disagreement, and before the treasure hunt began, the first fight was made. Even if the treasure is found, these people will kill each other.
Yun Song started to preside over the distribution of the righteous path in a self-righteous manner. For some reason, the people in the magic door agreed to this proposal.
"They doubt the map given by Flowing Cloud Sect." Xuanji said in a low voice.
Ding Ziyu drew a map of the Forge Heaven Demon Palace, and marked the organs and formations in it. Liu Yunzong announced the map to the three major sects to show his generosity, and even sent a copy to the Demon Sect.
The people from the Demon Sect suspected Flowing Cloud Sect's motives, and naturally felt that the gift they had handed to them had been manipulated. In their opinion, it would be much safer to follow the disciples of the righteous path.
Mo Tianliao raised his eyebrows, it seemed that no matter whether he intervened or not, he would end up like this, but he was busy.
As a "spiritual pet", Meng Hu wants to be with Qingtong, but he also occupies a position. Spirit pets with blood contracts can enter together with the owner's token.
Meng Hu had a token from Hua Qing in his arms, pretended not to take anything, and went with the master.
Mo Tianliao was placed in the last group by Yun Song because of his rude remarks. Seeing everyone go in one by one, he could only wait.
High-grade spirit stones were embedded in the four corners of the teleportation array, and five people stood in five directions.
Watching these people rush to the magic palace in a grand manner, it feels like a large group of mice are drilling into their own house, which is indescribably disgusting. Fortunately, there is a housekeeping cat at home.
Thinking of this, Mo Tianliao couldn't help but curl his lips and looked up at the mountains in the distance.
The Forge Heaven Magic Palace is a hundred miles in diameter, surrounded by cold cliffs, without any vegetation, and it looks chilling and cold. On the highest mountain wall, the word "Burning Heaven" is engraved with dragon flying and phoenix dancing.
The words were written extremely arrogantly. If you look closely, you will be taken in by the power contained in them, as if you can really feel the spirit of the person who wrote the words.
"Zhengtian has been dead for three hundred years, and the spirit on this word has not yet been destroyed!" Yun Song, who was guarding the formation, didn't leave. He also looked at the two words, and suddenly released his spirit and ran towards the two words. .
Mo Tianliao felt the shock of the sea of consciousness, which was caused by Yun Song trying to erase the imprint of the soul on the lettering.
There was a sneer on the corner of his lips, and he left the imprint of his soul here, one to deter people, and the other to sense the situation outside the magic palace. He dared to leave his mark here, just because he was not afraid of being provoked by others.
Squinting his eyes, Mo Tianliao's mind moved, and the word "calcined sky" instantly lit up with a black light.
"Hmm..." Yun Song groaned, and his spirit returned to his body immediately, making him almost unsteady.
The people from the Demon Sect looked at Yun Song, who was overly capable, and pouted. As the No. 1 Refiner in Taixuan Continent, Venerable Zongtian, his spirit strength is comparable to that of a monster. I don't know how many people who tried to provoke this "Forged Sky" logo before, but they were all repaired miserably.
"Impossible!" Yun Song stared at the lettering on the cliff in disbelief. Once the monk dies, the soul will be destroyed, and the imprint of the soul left by him will disappear. Just think of the storage bracelet of the tribulation cultivator that Mo Tianliao picked up. Even if the robberies who were about to ascend were killed by lightning, the gods would still be destroyed, and the storage bracelet would become an ownerless thing.
Even if the things refined by Calgary use some special method to retain the imprint, but he has been dead for three hundred years, and the imprint of the soul is still there, no matter how you think about it, it is unreasonable.
An outrageous thought flashed across the sea of consciousness, Yun Song looked at the people from the Demon Gate, but they didn't feel anything wrong at all. What people in the demonic way have done to Mo Tianliao has reached the point of blind worship. Before they could get to the bottom of it, it was already Mo Tianliao's turn. Apart from this group, there were only Yun Song and the two Demon Sect elders left.
Standing on the teleportation array, Mo Tianliao held the token in his palm, looked at Yun Song, whose face was pale outside the array, and slightly hooked his lips: "What are you afraid of, Elder Yun Song, it was your senior brother Yun who was besieging Calgary Tian back then. Crane, even if Jiaotian didn't die, he wouldn't treat Elder Yunsong like that."
When Yun Song heard the words, his eyes widened instantly. Before he could say anything, the formation started and disappeared instantly.
Mo Tianliao was in a group with three demons and one from the Qingyun Sect. There was a white light in front of his eyes. His body seemed to be turned upside down several times, and his head was dizzy. After a while, the five were thrown into a wasteland.
"Ah!" The disciple of Qingyunzong exclaimed, only to realize that he had been thrown to the edge of the cliff, and was startled.
"That's not right!" A person from the Demon Sect stood up immediately, his face a little unsightly. The teleportation formation is usually very stable, even if there are several exits, it should be fixed, and they should be able to see the person who came before. But now, there is no one around, and it is still on a cliff, not like the interface set up before.
"The formation is broken." Mo Tianliao sneered, patted the dust on his body, and looked around for a week.
This is the outskirts of the magic palace. It has not yet reached the gate, and it is not far from the stone mountain with the word "Zhentian" written on it. I don't know what the people who set up the formation thought.
"This is the formation made by Master Ding, how can it be broken?" The man from Qingyunzong didn't believe it.
"Ding Hu?" Mo Tianliao was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing out loud. The drawing of the teleportation formation will use the soul of the person who draws the formation. Now the formation is unstable, either the skill in drawing the formation is not good enough, or the soul of the person has been damaged. In this way, the old man of Dinghu was really burned by him.
Several people from the Demon Sect were going to go to the gap in the mountain protection formation, which was also discussed by the various sects earlier.
The reason why everyone came is because the mountain protection formation of the magic palace is getting weaker and weaker, and there is a map. However, until today, the great formation has not stopped, and they are anxious to enter. The only entrance is the gap that was opened when they attacked the magic palace three hundred years ago, which is the mountain full of blood.
Several people walked over there on guard against each other, but Mo Tianliao stood still.
"Everyone is free, I'll go to find my sect first." Mo Tianliao waved his hands, indicating that they can leave.
This is not a sect, naturally no one persuaded him, and left on his own.
Mo Tianliao sneered, turned and walked in the opposite direction. His mountain protection formation changes every few days. The gap can be entered three hundred years ago, but now it is impossible. However, the formation is weak, and there are people in the spiritual transformation stage. It is a matter of time to break the formation, and he has to quickly repair the formation.
As for why you didn't follow the crowd... As the master, don't you have a door to leave, and follow the thieves over the wall
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Little Claw: What about the mouse
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