After the meeting.

Dai Mengxue invited Mo Yuchen to go to the Holy Land of Prajna tomorrow, and Mo Yuchen readily agreed, this was originally his mother's.

Subsequently, Mo Yuchen said goodbye to some friends he had just met, and then found an inn to live in.

Today's gathering has made him gain a lot of knowledge, especially the Four Heavenly Kings and the Six King Kongs, which stimulated him too much, and filled his heart with a surging blood.

Since Mo Yuchen killed Yan Xuewu, Mo Yuchen is still getting stronger.

However, he did not feel any oppression among his peers.

However, today, after learning about so many genius powerhouses, the long-lost sense of oppression in his heart returned.

This made Mo Yuchen's heart full of excitement.

As soon as he returned to the inn, he began to practice against time.

By chance, after Mo Yuchen comprehended the 'Devouring Life', he once again focused his cultivation on breaking through the cultivation realm.

After all, whether it was his Destruction Intent, Sword Intent, or Innate Fire Spirit now, it was impossible to improve in a short period of time.

Therefore, now he can only greatly enhance his strength by elevating his cultivation to the realm of transforming gods.

Mo Yuchen sat on the bed at the moment, and the chaos creation was extremely operational......

"Roar......

In the early morning of this day, a cloud-obscuring demon beast slowly flew over Wuxiu City and let out a terrifying roar.

Its loud voice spread throughout the entire Martial Cultivation City, and all the martial cultivators in the city came out to watch, their faces full of curiosity.

"Brother Mo, it's early!"

"Brother Mo, have you had breakfast!"

"Brother Mo, it's ...... so early"

......

On the huge back of the demon beast, many young talents who had only met yesterday greeted Mo Yuchen warmly.

Early this morning, the city lord of Martial Cultivation City sent people to the various inns and invited these martial cultivators who participated in the Supreme Emperor List ranking battle to take the demon beast to the Holy Land of Prajna.

Under the order of the city lord of Wuxiu City, the demon beast immediately rose into the air and began to gallop in the direction of the Prajna Holy Land, throwing Wuxiu City farther and farther away.

This demon beast is called the Violent Wind Eagle, and it is a mountain guardian demon beast of the Prajna Holy Land.

Because, the identities of all the geniuses who came to participate in the war this time are quite extraordinary.

Therefore, this holy land also dispatched mountain protection demon beasts to greet them, showing their respect for the strong.

The speed of the Violent Wind Eagle was very fast, and Mo Yuchen stood on its back, only to feel that the clouds in the sky were rapidly sweeping back, and they disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Dai Mengxue, Nangong Gongzi, and those young powerhouses all gathered together to enjoy the scenery of the sky.

"With such a fast speed, wouldn't it take less than two days to reach the Prajna Holy Land. ”

"At this time, there is still half a month before the ranking battle of the Supreme Emperor List, will it be too early......"

Looking at the speed of this demon beast, Mo Yuchen couldn't help but think secretly.

......

Soon, with the passage of time, two days passed in a blink of an eye.

At this time, the outline of the Prajna Holy Land became clearer and clearer, and the majestic mountain gate gradually came into Mo Yuchen's eyes.

"What a holy place!"

Mo Yuchen praised from the bottom of his heart.

Just by seeing a trace of the outline, he could already feel the extraordinaryness of this holy land, which was several times stronger than the mountain gate of the Zixiao Sword Sect.

It is truly a place that can be called a holy place.

After the city lord of Wuxiu City showed his identity token, the huge Bursting Wind Eagle slowly flew over the mountain gate.

When they entered the holy land of Prajna, a shocking feeling of comfort enveloped them, making all the young heroes tremble.

"What a rich aura!" Mo Yuchen stood on the back of the demon beast, feeling the aura around him, and couldn't help but stretch his waist.

Soon, the Bursting Wind Eagle flapped its wings and slowly landed in a large clearing.

At this moment, the city lord of the Martial Cultivation City explained, and then said to everyone: "Everyone, the Holy Land of Prajna has arrived, we will part, and we will see you again in half a month." ”

"There is the city lord of Lao!"

"Take care, city lord!"

All the young talents clenched their fists and shouted.

Subsequently, some people said goodbye to each other, and a few people came to say goodbye to Mo Yuchen, and everyone left separately.

These young talents all know that there is a distinction between the inner and outer mountains of this holy land.

Those of them who came to participate in the Supreme Emperor List ranking battle, before the start of the Great War, could only live in the outer mountains.

These outer mountains are actually to put it bluntly, just like those martial arts cities, there are inns, teahouses, fang markets and so on.

This was Mo Yuchen's first time in the Prajna Holy Land, so he was very unfamiliar with everything around him.

He was going to find an inn to stay in first, and by the way, he would inquire about the specific time of the Supreme Emperor List.

The Prajna Inn is the largest inn in the Prajna Holy Land, and there is no one.

During the ranking battles, it can be said that this is one of the meeting places for those young talents, and it is often possible to see young masters talking about it here.

"It is said that he has returned from training that summer, and this time he is full of confidence, and the dialect is going to take the first place. ”

"What? Summer is going to win the first place? This is explosive news......

"I think it's unlikely that he will win the first place, because this time, I heard that there are also many geniuses in other sects. ”

"Poof, other sects, can those hillbillies compare to our people in the Holy Land? ”

......

Several disciples who were obviously in the Prajna Holy Land were talking loudly, and their eyebrows completely showed the arrogance of the people of the Holy Land.

Some of the young talents from other sects around him looked a little angry, but they seemed to be afraid of something, and they didn't dare to refute it.

However, there are always some exceptions when there are too many people, and at this time, a cold snort came from a private room.

"Hmph, a group of frogs at the bottom of the well dare to look down on the world's heroes, and they are not afraid of the wind flashing their tongues. ”

A group of people walked out of the private room, and a young man at the head was full of anger, staring at the disciples of the Prajna Holy Land with cold eyes.

When the disciple of the Holy Land heard this, he immediately stopped talking, and looked at him coldly, and one of the brightly dressed young men sneered:

"Are you guys not convinced?"

"However, even if you are not convinced, what can you do? Looking at the previous Heavenly Spirit Continent Supreme Emperor List, in addition to the Prajna Holy Land and some loose cultivators, how many of your so-called famous sects are ranked in the top ten?"

"It's not acceptable to say that you are hillbillies, and it is already cheap to say that you are waste. ”

"I don't think you'll all compare, go back, so as not to be embarrassed. ”

"Hahaha, it's ......"

The rest of the disciples of the Prajna Holy Land also echoed with mockery on their faces.

When the group of people who came out of the private room heard the sound, their faces immediately turned red with anger, and they looked at this group of disciples of the Prajna Holy Land angrily one by one.

(End of chapter)