In the middle of the night, the weather is clear, and a slight cold wind blows, but it shows a quiet and peaceful, and the ink dust continues to move forward in the night. 【Fengyun Reading Network.】

The lights on the alleys of the street gave him the necessary conditions to display the inheritance of the Yin Marquis.

Why did he deliberately choose to go to the middle of the night to find the fragments of the power of the world, in fact, he also had his own considerations.

The first is that he can obtain today's cultivation, which is completely the relationship between the demon spirit position karma map, and now this kind of power is needed to repair the demon spirit position karma map.

The second is that there is no formation protection in Yingjia Town at the moment, and Mo Chen deduced that the formation of Yingjia Town is likely to be disintegrated from the inside by the evil cultivators, and the fragment of the world power that he sensed is also very likely to be the broken formation center of Yingjia Town.

If this is the case, Mochen will not absorb it, after all, it is the foundation of Yingjia Town, but if it is bumped into by someone, it will inevitably cause some unnecessary misunderstandings, so I can only choose to look for it late at night.

After the monk entered the spiritual light realm, his physical body absorbed the spiritual energy independently, and he did not eat grains and did not need to sleep, and Mo Chen was full of energy at this time, and he did not hesitate to choose the direction and route.

All the way forward, he chose to walk in the shadows, perhaps because of the late night, or maybe the haze of the previous war had not yet dissipated, and the townspeople chose to stay at home after celebrating, which also gave Mochen a great opportunity.

He stared ahead, but most of his divine consciousness remained in the sea of consciousness, sensing the flickering of the demon spirit position karma map.

Following the direction guided by the location map, at the current speed of Mochen, it didn't take long to arrive at the door of a residential compound.

The vermilion gate, the agate glazed tiles, and the faint aura of smoke swayed from the house, as if it was a mansion that was not inferior to the Ying family's compound.

Mo Chen stared at the door, frowning slightly, obviously puzzled by the power of the world that appeared here.

Suddenly, footsteps came from the alley on the left, and Mochen immediately jumped back, and the Yin Hou inheritance was displayed, and he immediately burrowed into the shadows.

I saw a monk walking in the distance, his steps hurried, a black robe wrapped tightly around his entire body, only the blood-colored long knife at his waist revealed the identity of the master.

There are evil cultivators gathering in Yingjia Town!

Mo Chen's heart was cold, with this group of evil cultivators, who had the skills of attacking the city before, they were able to take out the magic weapon of the widow's giant crossbow to break the formation, obviously they were not as simple as they appeared, and they didn't know how many killings they had done in the city.

Mo Chen hated in his heart, taking advantage of the fact that this evil cultivator was still in the shadows, and when he did not set foot in the range of the vermilion compound, his spirit yuan became a claw, and suddenly stretched out, like a god of death asking for his life, and directly twisted the neck of this evil cultivator.

The gap in the realm made Mo Chen take the life of the evil cultivator in the blink of an eye, and he didn't make a sound.

But this is not over, Mo Chen immediately grabbed the corpse of this evil cultivator, and with a movement of his divine sense, he directly put it into the ring, and then wrapped the black robe around his body, with a bloody knife around his waist, just like an evil cultivator.

Everything was as if nothing had happened, and Mo Chen followed the steps of the evil cultivator before and stepped into the vermilion courtyard, wanting to find out.

This is also the result of Mo Chen's speculation based on the overall quality of the evil cultivators in the previous battle, they are mixed, lack of systems, and completely rely on the clothes and weapons on their bodies to recognize people, if they take off their black robes, they don't even know their own people, which is greatly beneficial for Mo Chen to mix in.

Stepping into it, pushing open the vermilion gate, the scene in front of him made Mo Chen startled.

Countless evil cultivators gathered in groups, but they all walked silently, leaving their own minds, as if they lacked spiritual wisdom and lost some of their humanity.

Mo Chen also learned from their indifferent appearances, and followed behind the team, showing no flaws at all.

I saw that these evil cultivators also walked forward silently, crossed the threshold, walked into the courtyard, and then sat down again.

At this time, another evil cultivator in a white robe brought water and food, and after the evil cultivator ate it, he lay down to rest and did not talk to each other, which was no different from the walking dead.

Mo Chen didn't dare to release his divine sense, for fear that there were powerful evil cultivators here, under the black robe, he looked around with his naked eyes, and found that these evil monks did not have their own residences, and they were all resting in the courtyard, without complaining, without lamenting, and the whole world seemed to be only the footsteps of a few white-robed evil cultivators.

Mo Chen pretended to have an uncomfortable stomach and walked around at will, but no one cared about him, which showed that the entire evil cultivation organization was loose, and it was purely crushed by numbers when fighting.

Seeing this, he chose a moment that no one noticed, his body flashed, and he stepped into the shadows again, avoiding everyone's eyes and ears, and lurking into the depths of this huge courtyard.

He lurks in the shadows, sometimes like a gecko swimming a wall, sometimes like a dragon swimming in a snake dance, the inheritance of the Yin Marquis is exerted to the extreme, even if he encounters a master, it is difficult to detect his existence.

Now that he is a cultivator in the middle stage of the Corpse Dog Realm, coupled with the blessings of the two holy laws of the Sun and Moon Enlightenment Spirit and the Dragon Roaring Heaven, the spirit yuan in his body is like a surging river, which can fully support the long-term operation of the Yin Hou inheritance, and there will be no more than the previous spirit yuan.

At this time, Mochen stood behind the pillar, completely integrated with the surrounding environment, and his heartbeat and breathing were consistent with the frequency of the surrounding sounds.

He kept moving forward, and his mind kept concentrating.

The deeper the temple, the more magnificent the decoration becomes, and there are gold leaf jade on the walls, and there are even pillars made of pearls.

The evil monks walking here are also full of energy, not the state of the walking dead in the front yard.

Perhaps it was the failure of the siege during the day, or the death of the leader, that the guards here were loosely guarded.

It wasn't until he walked for a long time that Mochen noticed the change of scenery in front of him, and an altar from evil to evil appeared in front of him.

In the center of the altar, the aura was almost condensed into substance, faintly black like a pillar, as if some kind of portal had been opened, and the wind was gusting inside, the ghosts were crying and howling, and there were demon shadows shaking, as if they were about to squeeze through the space and descend to this real world.

Mo Chen glanced at it roughly, and there were many evil cultivators of the Spiritual Light Realm kneeling under the altar to pray, and from time to time, evil cultivators grabbed a few townspeople who were bound all over their bodies from various side houses, and cut off their heads on the altar, and suddenly black smoke rushed into the bodies of the surrounding evil cultivators, making them more powerful.

This kind of cultivation and killing made them practice extremely fast.

"Damn it, it's not as good as a beast. Mo Chen's fists clenched, hatred in his heart, but he didn't make a move.

He knew that since this kind of evil method could cultivate so many spiritual light realm evil cultivators, there would inevitably be a corpse dog realm, and maybe there would be a master of the god realm, so he couldn't act rashly.

At this moment, a heavy footstep sound came from a distance, and the demon spirit position karma map in the Sea of Ink Dust Consciousness also flickered rapidly!