Chapter 181: The Disaster of Destruction

Three days later.

Five forces with maps and strategies in their hands have returned home.

And the seller of the map and strategy, Mo Wudao's identity was also revealed.

These powerful forces have almost completely restored the activity trajectory of Mo Wudao and Liuli.

From the two of them appeared in Cloud City, and then entered Cloud Valley.

The situation inside the sword mound is unclear, but after the two of them got out of the sword mound, they were chased and killed all the way, then counter-killed, and finally escaped in two ways.

Mo Wudao went to Yancheng and cooperated with the Strange Treasure Pavilion and everything else was almost restored to seventy percent.

The identity of the disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect was naturally revealed.

But the cultivation realm was too big after all, and what Mo Wudao did only spread among the forces around Yancheng, and it didn't cause much turmoil.

But secretly, several forces sent personnel to investigate Mo Wudao's traces.

The only thing that can be determined is that Mo Wudao is no longer in the Alien Treasure Pavilion, not even in Yancheng.

Everyone was not stupid, and soon guessed that this slippery boy should have left in the teleportation array, and they could only expand the search range.

Although the Heavenly Demon Sect is the number one sect in the Demon Dao, these forces do not dare to provoke their disciples.

The cultivation realm is too big and too dangerous, whether it is a disciple of the Xuantian Sect or a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, when they experience in the cultivation realm every day, it is also a thing to be killed and killed.

The Heavenly Demon Sect and the Xuantian Sect would not necessarily be killed for the sake of a disciple, and the entire cultivation realm would look for the murderer.

Moreover, even if he would avenge a disciple, this cultivation realm was too big, as long as it was done neatly and secretively, the Heavenly Demon Sect might not be able to find out.

For these things, Mo Wudao didn't care much about them.

He is now nearly four thousand miles away from Yancheng, and besides, Senior Sister Liuli has lost contact.

The communication jade of the two of them is a high-end cargo, and it is not a problem to communicate for hundreds of thousands of miles.

In just a few days, it is impossible for Senior Sister Liuli to get out of the communication distance of the communication jade, there are only a few possibilities.

Either the place where the senior sister Liuli is located hinders the use of the communication jade, or the younger sister Liuli has encountered an accident.

Mo Wudao is more inclined to the former!

"Master's brother, it's also possible that the girl was taken away by her grandfather who scattered the demons. Aya'er guessed boldly.

Mo Wudao smiled, it was not impossible to do so.

"Forget it, leave her alone. ”

Walking with the sword, Mo Wudao began to be alone in the vast world of the cultivation realm, starting a journey of training.

The cultivation realm is really too big, and there are dangers everywhere, but there are also chances.

With the terrifying knowledge base of Zhizhi, no matter what treasures he encounters, he can identify and collect them as soon as possible.

Along the way, I have gained a lot.

But compared to in Yancheng, with a few remnants and strategies, he earned more than 300,000 top-grade spirit stones.

The thousand-year-old elixir and 10,000-year-old wood essence that he had worked so hard to collect could be sold for a pitiful price.

But Mo Wudao was rarely in a good mood, and he was happy to relax for a few days, regardless of the value of these things, and incarnated as an authentic Yuanying monk, practicing in the mountains and lakes everywhere.

On this day, Mo Wudao came to a big lake.

According to the map, there is a land called Tianshui Lake Tianshui Gate within a radius of thousands of miles.

This Tianshui Gate belongs to a middle-grade sect of the righteous path.

There are also thousands of disciples, and among the middle-grade sects, they are also among the more powerful forces.

"Aya'er, this place is already close to Tianshui Gate, why don't you see a disciple of Tianshui Gate?" Mo Wudao was slightly puzzled.

Smart Ji Aya'er blinked, her cute little face showed a touch of surprise, and said coquettishly: "Brother master, this day, the water gate seems to have been destroyed." ”

"Ahh

Mo Wudao's expression changed, and the strong divine consciousness in the middle stage of distraction poured out like a tide.

After a few moments, his face changed drastically, his eyes were full of fear, his brow furrowed, and Edgeworth's speed suddenly increased a little.

After a dozen breaths, Mo Wudao came to the station of Tianshuimen.

But the scene in front of him, with his tenacious nerves, couldn't help but tingle his scalp, cold sweat broke out, and he was frightened.

Where the sect of Tianshui Gate is located, on the continuous spiritual mountain, hundreds of palaces and pavilions are all destroyed, and everywhere are ruins and broken walls that have been damaged by various energies.

The original beautiful scenery of the Qing cultivation place has become unrecognizable at this moment.

The most terrifying and scary thing is.

On the mountainside, in a huge square, stands a mountain of corpses.

It is estimated that there are about thousands of corpses, and looking at their uniform clothing, all of them are disciples of Tianshuimen.

These corpses, the breath of life has disappeared, and even the mottled blood stains have dried up.

However, the monk's physical body is unusual and ordinary people, although he has been dead for a long time, he has not immediately decayed, and his face still retains the horror before he died.

Hundreds of scavenging birds and beasts are actually very bold in surrounding the mountain of corpses.

Mo Wudao suppressed the fear and regurgitation in his heart, and hundreds of fierce sword qi shot out, killing and dispersing those scavenging beasts.

With a gloomy face, he fell on top of a ruin.

With both hands pinching, a white light lit up from the center of his eyebrows, and his eyes glowed with a strange light, and began to scan around.

After a moment, the light in the center of his eyebrows went out, and he closed his eyes a little tiredly.

"These people have been dead for nearly ten days. ”

Through the secret skills of Shushan, Mo Wudao calculated the time of the incident, and also restored the instant picture at the time of the incident.

"It's so cruel, and it's so powerful, those blood-clad masked people must be what the senior brother in charge said, that mysterious force, the temple organization!"

"What is the origin of this temple organization, there are almost no three thousand disciples in the Water Gate on this day, and there is hardly a single one left alive, not even a child. ”

"The spiritual veins in the ground were also directly dug up. ”

Mo Wudao's eyes exuded a thick hint of anger.

Shushan is the force that protects the world, and their disciples of Shushan have always regarded themselves as the guardians of the world and acted.

What I can't get used to is this kind of indiscriminate killing of innocent forces!

"Master, brother, you are looking at these corpses carefully, their essence and blood are gone, they should have been sucked dry by some evil exercise. ”

After Aya'er's reminder, Mo Wudao frowned tightly and stepped in front of the corpse mountain.

Sure enough, the essence blood on these corpses was all gone, and the blood stains that were now congealed on the outside were all ordinary blood.

"Could it be that the people of the temple organization cultivate as evil deeds, and they can improve their cultivation by refining the essence and blood of the monks? ”

Mo Wudao thought boldly, this kind of evil skill, even if it is a demon sect, is a forbidden exercise.

Whoever touches it dies!

will be hunted down and attacked by the righteous path and demons.

With a calm face, he searched around carefully on the ruins of Tianshuimen several times to confirm that there was no living mouth.

Back on the square, Mo Wudao's mood was a little heavy.

"Such an evil organization cannot be kept!"