"What's going on?" the old man in cloth looked at Ling Zimo, who was as light as a swallow, and his eyes were bigger than eggs.

Now the coercion on the spirit ladder has reached a million catties, but why can Ling Zimo still move forward at such a high speed, and looking at Ling Zimo's relaxed appearance, he doesn't seem to be affected at all.

"It's not easy. The old man in cloth sighed.

Ling Zimo had already cultivated the Ethereal Holy Body, and his body was extremely strong. Not to mention the coercion of one million catties, even if it is the coercion of ten million catties, it can't help Ling Zimo.

Ling Zimo ran quickly on the spirit ladder, and after a while, he came to the top of Mingyun Mountain.

After Ling Zimo came to the top of Mingyun Mountain, he couldn't help but be amazed. It was a castle with a huge palace in the middle of it. It is hard to imagine that such a magnificent and luxurious city could be built on the top of a mountain.

"Spirit City. Ling Zimo looked at the city and found that there were two big characters written above the city.

"This is supposed to be the headquarters of the Cult. Ling Zimo said excitedly, as long as he could sneak into the Spirit City, and then find a way to get close to the teleportation array of the Spirit Sect Hall, he could return to the Ethereal Immortal Palace.

In front of the spiritual city, there are many people wearing cloth clothes who are worshipping reverently, and they are all coming to the spiritual city for pilgrimage. In the Western Heavenly Domain, the Spirit Sect covers the sky with one hand. The Spirit Sect also has strict control over the minds of the people, and in the concept of the people of the Western Heavenly Regions, the leader of the Spirit Sect is the incarnation of God, and the disciples of the Spirit Sect are the messengers of God. Therefore, every year, people spontaneously come to the city of Lingcheng for pilgrimage. Starting

"How can I enter the Spirit City?" Ling Zimo sat on the ground, pondering hard.

"Listen, Lord Sect Leader is gracious and allows you to enter the Spirit City for the pilgrimage. ”

In front of the Spirit City, a Spirit Sect disciple said with a full breath.

"Thank you, Master. ”

All the people knelt on the ground excitedly and said with sincere faces.

Ling Zimo had an idea, blended into these pilgrimage teams, and followed these people into the Holy City.

The Holy City is very prosperous, with all kinds of exquisitely decorated shops, a dazzling array of goods, and even the floor is paved with gold bricks. Ling Zimo couldn't even find a word to describe the prosperity of Lingcheng.

"Don't look around, but bow down to the temple of the spirit. Only in this way will the Sect Master bless you and make your life safe. ”

An old man with a hat pointed to a large hall in the center of the spiritual city and said seriously.

"Let others bless me? Forget it! In this cruel world, the only one who can bless yourself is yourself. Ling Zimo shook his head and said a few words.

"Old man, I want to ask, is the Sect Master of the Spirit Sect in the Spirit Hall?" Ling Zimo asked in a flat tone, he didn't have much reverence for the so-called Sect Master.

"The Spirit Hall is where the Sect Master works, and the Sect Master spends most of his time in the Spirit Hall. However, the Sect Master has been missing for many years, and now it is the Left Messenger Wan Lei who is in charge of the affairs of the Spirit Palace. The old man said leisurely.

"Thank you for telling me. After speaking, Ling Zimo turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

"Young man, what are you going to do, you haven't asked the master for your blessing? The old man said anxiously, but at this time, Ling Zimo had already disappeared into the crowd, and he couldn't even find a shadow.

"I can't imagine that the Spirit Sect Leader is not in the Spirit City at all, so it's better and convenient for me to act. Ling Zimo's mind raced, and a plan came to his mind.

In front of the Spirit Hall, there stood a group of Spirit Sect disciples wearing armor. They are all disciples of the Spirit Sect who have excellent cultivation and are responsible for guarding the safety of the Spirit Temple. The sun shone on their golden armor and emitted a dazzling golden glow, making them look divine and majestic. The cold long knife was clenched in his hand, and his eyes were sharp, like a divine general.

Ling Zimo found a set of Spirit Sect disciple's clothes to wear on his body, and walked towards the Spirit Hall with a calm expression.

Suddenly, two long knives were placed on Ling Zimo's neck, stopping Ling Zimo in place.

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A Spirit Sect disciple asked with a solemn face. For the first time in so many years, he had met someone from the Ming Soul Temple.

"You don't need to know my identity, bring the left envoy Wan Lei, I have something to say to him. Ling Zimo said in a cold tone.

"What are you? Lord Zuo, you can see it if you want to, hurry up and say, what the hell are you doing, or I'll cut you." The Spirit Sect disciple said with some annoyance.

"You're just a janitor's dog, and you dare to talk to me like that. Ling Zimo released the aura of a Martial Emperor Realm powerhouse, and suddenly, the Spirit Sect disciple was frightened into a cold sweat.

"Your Excellency is angry, I'll go to the Left Envoy. That Spirit Sect disciple hurriedly said, he was just a martial artist in the early stage of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, where was the opponent of the Martial Emperor powerhouse. Therefore, after feeling the terrifying aura on Ling Zimo's body, that Spirit Sect disciple immediately froze.

It didn't take long for a Spirit Sect disciple to run out.

"My lord, we have a leave envoy to please. The Spirit Sect disciple respectfully bowed to Ling Zimo and said.

"Lead the way. Ling Zimo said majestically.

The moment he walked into the Spirit Hall, Ling Zimo was overjoyed. He finally entered the Spirit Hall according to his plan.

There is a huge magic circle in the center of the spirit hall, and this magic circle is full of light, and the Dao rune is circling, which looks quite mysterious. Starting

"This should be the only remaining teleportation array of the Spirit Sect. In any case, I will use this teleportation array to return to the Ethereal Immortal Palace. Ling Zimo secretly clenched his fists and said with a firm look in his eyes. He must return to the Ethereal Immortal Palace, and then kill Lu Qingtian to avenge the palace master of the Ethereal Immortal Palace.

"Friend, please be seated. ”

In the center of the spiritual hall, there was a middle-aged man wearing blue armor. This middle-aged man is the left envoy of the Spirit Sect, Wan Lei.

Ling Zimo sat on the chair, his eyebrows furrowed. There are three chairs on the high platform of the entire hall, and the chair in the middle is the most luxurious, and such a position should be the leader of the Spirit Sect. But now the seat of the Spirit Sect Leader is occupied by Wan Lei, which is a bit abnormal.

"This friend, who are you? What are you doing when you come to my spiritual sect? If you don't explain it, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this spiritual temple alive. Wan Lei asked.

"I didn't have anything to do when I came to the Spirit Sect, I just wanted to pass on a message for one of the seniors of the Spirit Sect. ”

When Ling Zimo heard Wan Lei's words, he had a plan and stood up and said.

"What words?" Wan Lei asked with a nervous expression, he didn't even bother to ask who the senior in Ling Zimo's mouth was?

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