Without a physical body, only a weak primordial god, it is almost impossible to get out of the spatial rift.

But it's not impossible.

Or if you have great luck and are blessed by the Tao, it may be difficult to retain a trace of true spirit.

But great luck requires great merit, with the character of the young master of the Hell Gate, does it seem like a person with great merit?

With a wave of his hand, Mo Wudao put away the storage ring suspended in the air.

"Aya'er, come out and count the loot!"

Mo Wudao said with a smile.

"Hee-hee-·······"

Aya'er happily burrowed into the storage ring, and Mo Wudao raised his hand and took back the tower.

With a slight step, the ground cracked, and with a wave of his hand, he rolled up many corpses and buried them deep under the rain.

"Let you be in the ground, and remember to be a good person in the next life. ”

The ground closed again, and there was not a trace to be seen.

"Brother master, we are really rich this time!"

Aya'er excitedly reported to Mo Wudao the property she counted, the Hell Gate has been inherited for so many years, although there are ups and downs, and she is hunted down and killed every day to hide in Tibet.

However, after so many years of accumulation, there is still a heritage.

Just the best spirit stones, 40 million pieces have been broken!

The rest of the high-grade spirit stones and medium-grade spirit stones are almost impossible to calculate, piled up into mountains, and there are also medicinal materials, refining materials, semi-finished products, magic weapons, exercises, and so on······

It is estimated that the total value is sixty or seventy million top-grade spirit stones.

"I'll rub!"

Mo Wudao was extremely shocked, looking at the millions of top-grade spirit stones that he had painstakingly collected before, and felt that he was too embarrassed before.

"The surprise is still here!"

Aya'er sent one of the storage rings to Mo Wudao's hand, and Mo Wudao's divine sense probed to take a look.

"It's ······ Spiritual veins!"

"Hehe, that's right, it's still a top-grade spiritual vein, although it's not very big, but it's really a top-grade spiritual vein!"

Aya'er said happily: "If you move this spiritual vein into the Xuan Realm of Shu Mountain, and then use the formation of three million top-grade spirit stones that are not enough for the Xuan Realm, Shu Mountain can continue to last for at least another five hundred years······

Mo Wudao's eyes were happy.

"Great!"

I didn't expect that before leaving, there would be such a big gain.

Sure enough, good deeds are rewarded!

"This has to be put away, but we can't let that Chaos Orb be swallowed again!"

Mo Wudao immediately put away this storage ring containing the best spiritual vein.

Aya'er was silent for a moment, and reminded: "Brother Master, in fact, if this superb spiritual vein is placed in that kendo world, maybe the formation of that world will be accelerated, and the cultivation of Brother Master will also be mentioned to a higher realm!"

"Forget it!"

Mo Wudao shook his head and rejected this great temptation.

"At my current age, I am like Ci Xiuwei, which is enough to rebel, so I should stay to save Shushan first!"

"I'm invincible now anyway······ In the future, there will be time and opportunity to slowly improve this kendo world!"

Aya'er nodded and asked, "What about the rest of the things, how to distribute them?"

"We only need spirit stones at the moment, so let's leave 20 million top-grade spirit stones, and give the rest to the senior brother in charge for distribution!"

"Hehe, it seems that this time the Demon Sect has made a lot of money. ”

Mo Wudao smiled faintly.

The Demon Sect is his other home here in the cultivation realm, and the senior brother also takes good care of himself.

Especially when he is in the Demon Gate and has cultivated the Immortal Dao, the sect has no action to embarrass himself.

These things can be regarded as their own repayment to the Demon Sect!

"Over at the main altar, it should be almost over!"

Mo Wudao walked in the sky and rushed to the main altar battlefield of the Hell Gate.

The encirclement and suppression of the Hell Gate has been basically completed.

The disciples of the Hell Gate Altar have all fallen.

Half of them were actually killed by the monsters they had summoned themselves, the monsters that had already possessed the door master.

There are two battlefields that are not over yet!

One of them is that the three ancestors of the Hell Gate are still struggling to support themselves and want to escape!

The second battlefield is strange and inexplicable.

That monster I has been surrounded in a valley by many scattered immortal and demon masters of various factions.

Temporarily limit the monster to a range with a formation.

But, it doesn't seem to be able to kill that monster!

The monks of all factions, except for those who cleaned the battlefield, most of the bigwigs were watching from the sidelines, and discussing how to deal with this unbeatable monster!

Mo Wudao came back quietly.

came to the place where the disciples of the Demon Sect gathered.

The two senior brothers, Ling Jun and Linghuang, were healing, and the senior sister Ling Yu, although her face was a little haggard, she looked like she was breathing as usual and was not injured much.

The rest of the disciples also had casualties, but they were still accepting Dang Zheng

Mo Wudao took a look at the condition of the disciples of the Wind Demon Palace, and there were more casualties than the other three palaces.

After all, this time in the Wind Demon Palace, there is a Demon Scattering Elder of the Four Tribulations.

Mo Wudao thanked him, but the old man Aoki just smiled faintly, and after receiving a generous gift from the palace master, he stepped aside, still so leisurely.

"Senior sister, what's the situation now?"

Mo Wudao came to Senior Sister Lingyu.

"Ah, junior brother, you're back, where did you go before?"

"Go and look around. ”

Mo Wudao blinked, but before he could see it, Lingyu nodded clearly, and then said a little depressedly: "This monster is a bit powerful, even if the predecessors of the Seven Tribulations make a move, it will not be able to cause fatal damage to him!"

"Have you ever tried to send it directly into the spatial rift and crush it directly with the pressure of the spatial channel!"

"Tried, but it didn't work, this guy could easily get out of the massive suction of that spatial rift. ”

Senior Sister Lingyu said a little helplessly: "The bull's nose of the Xuan sect before split the space and kicked this monster in, but before the space crack was closed, the monster drilled out again, and almost swallowed the bull's nose ······"

"That's amazing!"

Mo Wudao looked into the distance.

Led by the real person of Ling Xiaozi, a total of 200,000 scattered immortals and scattered demons are using huge mana to limit that monster to a very large range of activities.

Then keep attacking that monster with all kinds of spells or magic weapons!

But all in vain!

Those attacks, at most, could only leave blood marks on the monster's body, and in the blink of an eye, they were back to the same as before.

"It seems that the senior brother in charge can't discuss a good way!"

On the side of the big guys, they all frowned one by one.

"Aya'er, is there any record of this monster on the overseas fairy island?"

Mo Wudao had to ask for help from the intelligent Ji Aya'er.

The various clans of the overseas immortal island have been fighting with this hell gate for so many years, there should be a record of this fierce array, and maybe there are ways to deal with this monster.

Aya'er gave bad news.

There is no record of this monster in her database.

"Perhaps····· Sister Ruoxi will know!"

"That... Contact her!"

After all, Nangong Ruoxi has been in the Nangong family and the Bai family for a long time, and may really have come into contact with some secrets.