Chapter 284, Capture (Medium)

Qin Tian and the others took Jiang Zhaoyang's paper kite flying spirit weapon, and within a moment, they arrived at the height of the Starry Mountain Range.

Jiang Zhaoyang, who was standing on the head of the paper kite spirit weapon with both hands on his back, lowered his eyes, and his eyes were shining like lightning scanning the mountains below that looked like giants.

Huo Ran, his gaze locked on one of the mountains, because, from that mountain, he sensed the fluctuation of power.

"Go. ”

Jiang Zhaoyang instantly pinched the trick, drove the paper kite spirit weapon and took Qin Tian and the others to the mountain where there were power fluctuations.

At the beginning, they were in the high sky, and they had never sensed it with Qin Tian's cultivation, but when the distance between the paper kite spirit weapon and the mountain gradually narrowed, they realized it.

Sensing the fluctuation of power, Qin Tian and the other disciples turned solemn and serious, and secretly ran their true qi, getting ready.

Jiang Zhaoyang carefully sensed the specific location of the power transmitted in the mountain, constantly driving the paper kite spirit weapon to descend.

"Where. ”

Jiang Zhaoyang's eyes narrowed, and he finally found the exact location of the power fluctuation transmission in the mountain.

At this moment, he drove the paper kite spirit weapon, opposite the front of the position, close in front of him.

Qin Tian's eyes immediately looked at the past, and the power fluctuation was transmitted from this cliff.

To be more precise, the fluctuation of power should have originated from the mass of light in the center of the cliff.

Qin Tian carefully looked at the light cluster, there was a strange six-pointed star portal inside, it was pitch black inside, and he didn't know where it led. Above the portal, there is also a cane with the same eerie six-pointed star shape as a cane.

"What is the six-pointed star...... Star of Moro. He recognized at a glance what the strange six-pointed star was.

What is the Moro Star? Qin Tian would definitely not be unfamiliar with it, it was the unique religious mark of the Moro Sect, the target of their mission this time.

Before they came, they all knew a little about this religious organization.

The light cluster and portal they saw in front of them were the entrance to the Moro Hide, which the bamboo pole man and the Morohists had opened.

Seeing that it was related to their mission goal, when they looked at the entrance of Namora Hide, Qin Tian and their faces showed a sense of caution and caution.

"Take a look below. Qin Tian and they should be, someone suddenly choked.

Hearing this, they looked away from the bottom of the cliff again, where some corpses were lying on the ground.

"Let's go. Let me take a look. Jiang Zhaoyang said to the disciples.

He immediately drove the paper kite spirit weapon against the cliff, and Qin Tian and the others jumped down from the back of the paper kite spirit weapon and quickly went to the corpses on the ground.

The Star of Moro on the foreheads of these corpses is enough to indicate their identity - Moro cultists.

Qin Tian and the others examined the corpses of all the Moro disciples on the ground, and all of them died, and none of them were left alive.

After that, they had to focus their gaze on the entrance to Moroza in the cliff face.

Jiang Zhaoyanggui is the deacon of the outer gate of the Qinglong Sect, and he is the leader, Qin Tian and his disciples are all waiting for him to make a decision, pay attention, what should be the next step.

"Stinky slut, you don't want to run away. ”

However, inside the entrance portal of Morozang, a roar with monstrous anger came from the cold.

As the sound started, a strong killing intent also swept out from the fierce tide of the Master's angry sea in the portal.

When they landed, Qin Tian and the others did not need Jiang Zhaoyang's orders, so they dispersed on their own, and saw that the cliffs were all blocked.

Immediately, they stared at the entrance portal of Moroza without turning their eyes.