"Huh!"

Zhao Xianzong's figure stopped on a small island, which had no secrets under Zhao Xianzong's divine sense.

Hundreds of monks on the island were all in sight, Zhao Xianzong stretched out his hand and waved slightly, and a female cultivator appeared in front of him.

With a frightened look on her face, the woman looked at Zhao Xianzong and said urgently: "Meet the seniors, the juniors..."

Zhao Xianzong's sleeves flicked slightly, and the woman fainted, and her thoughts moved slightly, and the huge divine consciousness suddenly invaded the woman's divine consciousness.

Putting aside those messy memories, Zhao Xianzong directly searched for the information he wanted!

"There it is!" In less than a moment, Zhao Xianzong had already obtained the specific location of the Flame God Temple.

In this vast and boundless chaotic demon sea, there are countless forces, there are countless weak and medium-sized sects, but there are actually only a few powerful forces, and the Yan God Temple, the Nine Pyloric Sects, and the Xuantian Temple are the most powerful, in the entire chaotic demon sea, there are only a handful of people who dare to provoke these three forces.

After getting the information he wanted, Zhao Xianzong jumped over and broke through the southeast.

After Zhao Xianzong left, the woman on the ground who was obviously unconscious opened her eyes suddenly. This is not that she deliberately pretended to be unconscious, and if she wanted to pretend to be unconscious in front of Zhao Xianzong, Zhao Xianzong could not be caught with one blow.

It's because after the Ten Thousand Swords Condensation Determination was promoted to the Nine Grades of Creation, it was even more perfect, and if Zhao Xianzong's soul search at this time was not intentional, it would not hurt people's lives.

When the woman came to her senses, she quickly looked around and found no signs of any human beings, even though she was already frightened.

It's no wonder that she is frightened inexplicably, but she herself is a powerhouse of the Qi Creation Realm, and she can capture her power silently, what kind of person she is.

Zhao Xianzong, who was leaving, didn't know that his small behavior would make a strong person in the Qi Creation Realm have a deep fear of black from then on.

"Bang!"

The sound of thin clothes slowly drifted away, Zhao Xianzong slowly broke out from in front of a huge island, looking at this island comparable to a small continent, the traces of the entire island axe chisel are extremely obvious, seeing this, even Zhao Xianzong has to admire the perseverance of the monks who built this island.

Even with Zhao Xianzong's cultivation at this time, it would take at least hundreds of years to move mountains and reclaim the sea to build such a huge island.

There are countless palaces and buildings on the island, and the architectural style is very different, which is completely different from the plane style I have experienced before, and the scenery of the inland is also very different.

Among the thousands of buildings, a huge black palace stands out.

"Maybe this Moro of the Flame God Temple is among them, I just hope he doesn't go out!" Zhao Xianzong stood out of thin air and looked at the huge Flame God Temple and muttered.

Because the addition of the ancestral talisman has the effect of isolating the detection of the divine sense, such an immortal weapon to protect the body is not something that Zhao Xianzong's divine sense can detect at present.

The divine consciousness swept through the ten thousand monks of the Flame God Temple, and there were many existences with extremely powerful breaths, and they were faintly all cultivators with nine-star Dou Sheng.

But he has never explored the existence of Dao Moro, and the person holding the ancestral talisman will inevitably have a sense himself, which is one of the effects of devouring the ancestral talisman, so Zhao Xianzong at this time is indeed a little uncertain, if he is alarmed by this Moro, he will flee away with the flame ancestral talisman, and he may bring endless trouble to himself.

However, since he has already come here to bring it, returning empty-handed is not Zhao Xianzong's wish.

As soon as the thought moved, an endless desolate and barren aura rose from Zhao Xianzong's body and swept towards the island in front of him.

In an instant, a radius of tens of thousands of miles was shrouded in this quaint and desolate aura, which was one of the means by which Zhao Xianzong absorbed the heart of the plane, which had little effect but was enough to attract attention.

At the same time as this strange aura emanated, the countless monks of the Flame God Temple felt it at the same time, and the countless low-level ones were all red in an instant, and sorrow came from it, as if they were old and alone, and the whole world seemed to have abandoned them.

Even many high-ranking monks were sad for a while, and they couldn't help themselves.

Only the hundreds of powerhouses of the Flame God Temple instantly stood upside down, and shouted violently: "Wake up!"

For a while, countless monks suddenly woke up, although they already felt depressed and inexplicable, but after all, they got rid of the strange atmosphere that made people cute and angry.

At this point, it is enough to see the disadvantages of this system of separating physical cultivation and divine consciousness cultivation, if this method is placed on the cultivation plane, it can only confuse people for a while, but it will definitely not have such power.

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

Dozens of figures suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Xianzong out of thin air, these people were all dressed in uniform black robes, and there was a lifelike flame embroidery on the left chest, the workmanship was exquisite and abnormal, and even faint mana fluctuations could be felt on them, these standard robes turned out to be magic weapons!

"Who is Your Excellency, why did you attack my Flame God Temple for no reason?" The old man at the head stared deeply at Zhao Xianzong for a moment before questioning.

The tone was not polite, but it was just a simple inquiry, and there was no domineering posture.

If there were other monks from the Chaotic Demon Sea here, they would definitely drop their jaws in shock, because such a gesture would definitely not come from the mouth of the monks of the Flame Temple.

Zhao Xianzong's aura was restrained, and all the powerhouses of the Flame God Temple were not sure, but at least they could be sure that this must be a powerhouse of the same level, and maybe it could be higher, which was the reason for their harmony.

No matter which world, as long as you cultivate enough, you will gain the respect and attention of others, this is the truth of eternity, Zhao Xianzong estimates that even if you get the truth of becoming an immortal, it will not change.

Zhao Xianzong turned a deaf ear, and glanced at the people of the Yan God Temple, who were faintly encircled, and said lightly: "The real people of the Nine Sects of this seat have come to visit Mo Luo, dare to ask him if he is there?"

The person who came at the head was stunned when he heard this, and then he was puzzled: "Nine Sects of True Beings?"

Then he said loudly: "The hall master has led the master of this hall to the extreme north half a year ago, and the real person doesn't know?"

If such beings are really acquaintances, how can they not know?

Zhao Xianzong ignored the puzzled expressions of the Flame God Temple monks, and continued, "What is the matter of your hall master going to the Extreme North?"

Hearing this, the old man's expression changed slightly, and he scolded: "Who are you?"

Looking at the group of monks who were already ready to go, Zhao Xianzong also stopped thinking about continuing to ask, of course, he didn't make a rash move, at this time, Mo Luo's whereabouts were uncertain, if he was shocked, he might add a lot of twists and turns to himself.

Moro himself is a powerhouse in the Wheel Realm, and he has a flame ancestral talisman to protect himself, if he is bent on hiding, he may not be able to control it.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Xianzong said lightly to the people of the Flame God Temple: "There is no malice in this seat, I am just looking for Moro to discuss important matters, since he is not in the main seat of your sect, he will come back in the future." ”

After speaking, he ignored the looks of everyone, and walked towards the sky as soon as he took a step.

After Zhao Xianzong left, a middle-aged man stepped forward and said to the old man, "Venerable let him go like this?"

The old man at the head sighed slightly when he heard this: "Otherwise, what else can we do? His cultivation is incomprehensible to you, and he dares to come to my sect alone, calling the name of the hall master, and facing hundreds of us with a look of no fear, do you think we can stay with such a character?

The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and then he said loudly: "Are you saying that he may be a powerhouse in the reincarnation realm?"

The old man shook his head slightly and said: "I don't know, but even if it's not, I'm afraid it's not far away, the hall master is not there, maybe we will go up with all our might, and we can't hold him!"

The Flame God Temple monks all gasped when they heard this, and they couldn't help but be slightly glad that they and the others didn't make a rash move.

Otherwise, there may be one among the fallen people, how difficult it is to cultivate so far, and how can they not cherish their lives.

After leaving the Flame God Temple, Zhao Xianzong lost his direction for a while, this trip was originally for the Flame Ancestral Fu, but he died halfway because of it, and the two of them really regretted that the trip to the extreme north of Namoro did not know how long it would take.

Through the reaction of everyone in the Flame God Temple, Zhao Xianzong could faintly sense that Mo Luo's northward journey might be related to the Demon Domain, but this was not what Zhao Xianzong was concerned about at this time, his purpose was just for the eight ancestral talismans.

There is the inheritance of the Devouring Lord in the Demon Domain, but that can only make people advance to the Reincarnation Realm, and he is now, so it is useless for himself.

Since Moro is not here, it is useless to stay here, maybe it is good to start with the Talisman of Life and Death first!

With the thought of it, Zhao Xianzong went to the north again, but I hope that Mu Lingshan has not left the Immortal Holy Whale Clan at this time, or just happens to be able to meet Mo Luo, otherwise the sea of people is vast, even if he cultivates to Tongtian, he may return with his bare hands.