Very mysterious!
Powerful and unpredictable!
Majestic and overbearing!
The air is comparable to the sun and the moon!
All the people of Yuntianzong were shocked and uncertain.
Why did such a strong person suddenly appear in Yuntianzong, help Mo Ling and others, and kill Yong Wuhen?
Is this person, like Zulong, a strong man under that master of Mo Ling?
But, didn’t that master in Mo Ling say that he was killed by the ancient blood clan? Why does this person dare to show up?
Or, this person has nothing to do with that master of Mo Ling, but is just the enemy of Yong Wuhen, or the enemy of the Yong family?
Originally, because they heard that the master behind Mo Ling was dead, and Mo Ling took the lead in surrendering, everyone in the Yuntian Sect had almost lost their respect for Mo Ling, but now they couldn’t help being frightened again.
“My lords, Yong Wuhen is selfish, so his death won’t affect anything now.”
Mo Ling looked at the two strong men from the ancient blood clan, and clasped his fists together.
The two looked at each other, nodded slightly, and then left one after another.
Although they didn’t intervene, they still have to report to the patriarch and great elder in the clan.
“Everyone, leave a small number of people to repair the hall, and the others will perform their duties.”
Seeing the two strong men from the ancient blood clan leave, Mo Ling gave instructions to everyone.
Afterwards, he privately arranged for a few elders of Keqing to go to other major sects in Li Tianyu, mainly to contact all forces and unify the attitude of ‘surrendering’ the ancient blood clan.
In other respects, it is still the same as before, without any difference.
Therefore, there was no turmoil in the entire Li Tianyu, and it quickly calmed down.
But in Yuntianzong, the hearts of all Yuntianzong disciples and elders are extremely restless.
However, they couldn’t know the inside story, and couldn’t get in touch with the core figures of Peerless Shenmen, so they could only keep their own place.
at the same time.
The thirteen clones of Su Mo began to show their traces in various areas of the Heavenly Soul Realm.
In fact, strictly speaking, each clone of Su Mo is the main body.
Because he is an eternal chaotic body, without flesh and blood, his main body and avatar are also formed by the condensed power of chaos. The difference between the main body and avatar is the strength of the power of the soul.
Soul domain, Chiming tribe.
The Chiming tribe is the most powerful among the three major tribes of the Soul Clan.
There are more than 300 million members of the Chiming tribe, and there are countless strong ones.
However, the Chiming tribe and the Killing Yang tribe are slightly different. There is no main line and branch line. The tribe is divided into nine sub-clans, and each sub-clan has an extremely powerful patriarch.
At this moment, in the area under the jurisdiction of the Chiming tribe, in a mountain range shrouded in fairy mist, bursts of fragrance wafted out.
The scenery here is beautiful, and the rich source energy forms a fairy mist, covering the small mountains.
Fragrance bursts!
Wander a hundred miles!
This kind of fragrance, for ordinary people to take a sip, is enough to make them feel like they are in heaven, and increase their lifespan for thousands of years.
Buzz~~~!
Outside the mountains, the space fluctuated slightly, and a tall and straight young man appeared.
This young man was one of Su Mo’s thirteen clones.
“Such an astonishing medicinal fragrance, I have never heard of it before!”
Looking at the dense fairy mist, the avatar looked surprised.
In fact, this fairy mist is not just source qi, but a kind of source mist formed by mixing source qi and elixir qi. The effect of practicing here is several times better than that of the outside world.