The two elders of the Snow Bow and Frost Knife watched the reunion of Mo Chen's father and son with a smile on the side, and their eyes were also a little red.

As two cronies who followed Mo Hong, they clearly knew how Mo Hong had survived that period of time after Mo Chen's disappearance for several years.

"Let's go, my father and my two uncles are tired, so I'll take you all the way. Mochen smiled and nodded, waving his hand.

The three of them, along with himself, quickly rose into the air and sped away in the direction they had come.

Mo Hong wanted to refuse, but when the words came to his lips, he inexplicably slipped into his throat. It's just because Mo Chen's breath at this time is too amazing.

In his impression, before Mo Chen's disappearance, he was still a boy who was not particularly mature, and his cultivation was only in the early stage of the Wandering Soul Realm, and only a special power in his body made him a little puzzled.

And now, just with the hand that Mo Chen had used before, this realm of mobilizing the source power of heaven and earth so quickly was not comparable to the three of them, and it could even be said to have leapt to a higher level.

You must know that Mo Hong himself is already a monk at the peak of the Permanent Realm, even though he has been trapped in this realm for a long time, his desire for the Haohua Realm has never declined.

At the same time, he also took advantage of the surrounding environment and often discussed with the elders of the Haohua Realm of the Emperor Family. This kind of aura that was only in the Haohua Realm Elder actually appeared in Mo Chen's body at this time, which made him a little stunned for a while.

The thoughts of the two elders of Mo Hong and Snow Bow Frost Knife were also seen by Mo Chen. However, he was not prepared to explain to the three of them directly, of course he didn't believe the three of them, but because this matter was too involved, the slightest carelessness would be doomed.

Because the road ahead is bleak, no matter where you look or where you go, you don't know if you will step into the abyss next.

He didn't want to involve the three of them.

After returning to Mofu, Mochen reconfirmed Xuanyuan Wenying's situation.

After knowing that Xuanyuan Wenying was fine, he directly locked himself in the room, did not take a single step, and quietly adjusted his state and summarized his gains and losses.

The power of the Haohua Realm before fascinated him, especially the precise control of everything in heaven and earth, as if all the aura was like silk across his fingertips, and he could change some of the rules of the Heavenly Dao with just a flick of his fingers.

For the practitioner, "enlightenment" is not an end, but also a relative beginning, so the emptiness experienced by a Buddha or the Tao is not the emptiness of nothingness, but the perfection of people and all things without hindrance.

Although Mo Chen has not fully reached the point of "Jue", he has at least taken this step, compared to those who are still hovering outside the edge of "Jue", he has achieved a realm that ninety percent of living beings in this world cannot reach.

For two days in a row, he devoted himself to retreat and did not ask about the world. And in the outside world, almost all the creatures of the Wasteland learned of the fact that the Howling Heavenly Venerable had become holy.

For a time, the whole wasteland was boiling. Even though there is a righteous path alliance and the imperial family to shoot monks to maintain stability, how can the vast people not understand the power of a saint.

For example, the six saints in heaven and earth have long disappeared without a trace, and there are actually people among the Taixu Evil Cultivators who can ascend to the Holy Throne, who can guarantee that there will not be a second or third Evil Cultivator Saint.

Therefore, the maintenance of stability on the side of the righteous path does have an effect, but the effect is really embarrassing. A large number of people began to migrate, and countless people gathered in the array cities that contained the teleportation array, making the already crowded array even more smoky.

Among them, countless port cities are the most serious.

If the people want to move with their families, they must choose several other continents, among which the transcontinental array is only owned by the emperor, so if you want to go to other continents, the ocean-going giant ships in the open sea are the best choice.

For these mortals, although the ocean-going giant ships are time-consuming and laborious, just going to Dongsheng Shenzhou, which is closest to the Wasteland, requires three years of normal sailing at sea, if there are some storm vortices, thunderstorms or something on the way, the time will definitely be longer, but the most important thing is that the cost of these giant ships is indeed very cheap, and you can also carry some of the materials needed to eat and drink along the way.

In this way, an ordinary mortal family only needs to sell all their family property to obtain the capital to go to Dongsheng Divine Continent.

Fortunately, the cost of this kind of clan migration, in addition to rumors, the big head is also on the teleportation array.

Although this kind of large array is not as grand as the transcontinental large array, the aura required for each transmission is also massive, and anyone who uses the large array needs to pay an extremely high fee.

Therefore, after the riot, the Emperor family and the Righteous Path Alliance also moved out some pacification policies in a timely manner, and yes, the situation in the entire Wasteland also stabilized slightly.

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Three days later.

A huge pale golden crack towered high on the western plain in the Emperor's secret realm.

The cracks are like whirlpools, constantly swallowing and absorbing the surrounding land, air, and everything.

The absorption is slow, but extremely firm, and no force can slow down and stop it repeatedly. Fortunately, everything in the secret realm is mysterious, even if a large amount of matter is absorbed into the crack, the same kind of substance will be generated immediately to fill the gap.

Mo Chen stood in front of this spatial crack, looking at the several Tianxuan monks in front of him, who were constantly adjusting the data of the crack in order to achieve the most perfect connection between the two spaces.

"If you want to find Wen Ying now, the place with the best chance of finding clues should be Xuanhuang Kowloon Island. Mo Chen narrowed his eyes in thought.

During these days of retreat, he could feel that his strength was growing rapidly at an extremely terrifying rate.

At the moment when his strength instantly improved to the Haohua Realm. A large amount of source power in this heaven and earth poured into his heart at a terrifying speed.

The source power of heaven and earth is colorless and phaseless, and many times it cannot be touched at all.

But this time, Mo Chen obviously felt that it was not that he was looking for the source power of heaven and earth, but that the entire heaven and earth were actively infusing the source power into his heart.

He didn't know if Emperor Fengchime also had this feeling, but he felt that the bad premonition in his heart was even worse.

"Rules ...... Collapse"

Mo Chen stretched out his hand, and a trace of black silk flame slowly appeared in his palm.

The flames floated upwards and trembled, wisps of gold shining dimly in the black light.

A Tianxuan monk who was in charge of constructing the spatial rift saw the trace of black fire on the side, and his heart immediately beat violently, as if his heart was about to drum out of his chest at any time.

Just by looking at it, you can feel that the black fire has a violent sense of expansion.

"Your Holiness, the rift is complete. She couldn't help but look away and remind. (https:)

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