The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post Chapter 88: Send
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The entire magic palace is sealed by a transparent barrier, which can be entered with a token. But because the Calcined Heaven Demon Palace was too big, this barrier had to cover the entire demon palace, naturally adding one after another. There is no gap in the entire enchantment, and it can only be directly transmitted through a teleportation array.
The people of the demon way and the right way stand on two sides, distinct and staring at each other.
Most of the elders of the Demon Gate are in the Nascent Soul Stage, which is far from the elders of the right way, but they are better than many. Looking at each other for a while, he became tense.
"This is the remains of my demon master, it should be our demon path first." The elder of the ten thousand ghosts said with a strange smile.
Thousands of ghosts all have pictures of ghosts painted on their faces, and they look creepy.
"In that case, those ancient monks are all righteous people. If you encounter the ancient cave mansion in the future, you should be back in the magic way!" Liu Bi shook his veil and sneered.
"According to the rules, we are advanced today." The elder of the Wanguimen directly waved his hand to bring people in, seeming to acquiesce to Liubi's rhetoric. But when you think about it carefully, that's not the case. It's verbal, let's go ahead this time, and wait for the ancient cave mansion, who will tell these hypocrites the rules.
People in the right way obviously understand the meaning and are naturally unwilling.
"Back then, you were the most active in besieging Venerable Calcined Sky, you are the most active in the door of all ghosts. Are you afraid that Venerable Calcined Sky will come and chat with you?" Mo Tianliao hid in his cloak and said casually.
The arrogant and arrogant people of the Ten Thousand Ghosts could not help but have a meal.
When the withered bone ancestor was still there, the Ten Thousand Ghost Gate was one of the top ten magic gates. The withered bone ancestor has a soul-devouring banner refined by Mo Tianliao, even with the cultivation base of the Yuan Ying, it can run rampant in the magic way. It's just that there is not enough people. At the beginning, the dead bone ancestor was the most active one.
"How does your kid know what happened back then?" The elder of the Wanguimen narrowed his eyes and stared at Mo Tianliao who was hidden in the cloak. "How can the people in the right way also cover it."
"Afraid to open the cloak and scare you." Mo Tianlio still said unhurriedly, half-dead the popularity of the magic door.
"Yellow-mouthed child!" The elder was a late Yuan Ying. It didn't matter if Liubi choked to speak. When he was disrespected by such a junior in the early Yuan Ying, he naturally became angry and raised his palm to fan at Mo Tianliao.
"Pop!" Qingtong slapped him back before the empty palm arrived.
The bright white palm was more than twice the size of the elder Wanguimen, and instantly swallowed his palm and slammed it firmly on him.
The man's face changed, and his luck immediately resisted, and it took three steps to resist it. Everyone found out that the kid in this cloak was guarded by the real person of Qingtong of the Voyun Sect, and he must be a very favored disciple.
"Okay, don't make any noise!" Yun Song let go of the pressure of the cultivator of the **** of transformation, and said loudly, "The teleportation barrier can only teleport five people at a time, and no school will all go first."
"Then we Wo Yunzong should have five people first." Mo Tianlio smiled while holding Qingtong's arm, looking very arrogant, he was obviously a guy who relied on his master to protect and offend people.
"If it comes up, the righteous way is led by Qingyunzong, we should be advanced." The people of Qingyunzong could not see it immediately, and some disciples said angrily.
"Extraordinary, shut up." Yun Song stopped his disciple. Qingyunzong has always been a gentleman from the outside, and must not learn from Woyunzong's ignorant boy.
"It's better to send one person to each school," Yun Yuan suggested. "Every time five people, five people come from different sects, so it's fair."
Mo Tianliao lowered his head to cover the smile at the corner of his mouth. This Yun Yuan is really thinking about the house of Venerable Futian. The five people come from different sects, there is a right way and a magic way. When there is a disagreement, before starting the treasure hunt, I will fight first. Even if they find the treasure, these people will fight each other.
Yun Song pretended to preside over the distribution in the right way. The people in the magic door did not know what they were thinking, and even agreed to this proposal.
"They doubt the map given by Liuyunzong." Xuanji whispered.
Ding Ziyu drew a map of the Forged Heaven Demon Palace, marking out the organs and formations in it. The Liuyun Sect showed his generosity and announced the map to the three major sects, and even sent it to the demon sect. One serving.
The people of the Demon Sect doubted Liuyunzong's intentions. Naturally, they felt that the piece sent to their own hands was moved. In their opinion, it would be safer to follow the righteous disciples.
Mo Tianlio raised his eyebrows. It seems that no matter whether he intervenes or not, he will eventually become like this, but he is troubled.
As a "spiritual pet", Meng Hu wants to be with Qingtong, but he also occupies a position. Spirit pets with a blood contract can enter with the owner's token.
Meng Hu had the token from Huaqing in his arms, pretending to have nothing, and walked with the master.
Mo Tianliao was placed in the last group by Yun Song because of his previous insults. Seeing everyone going in one by one, he could only wait.
The four corners of the teleportation formation were embedded with high-grade spirit stones. Five people stood in five positions, confirmed that they had taken the token, activated the formation, and disappeared instantly.
Looking at these people rushing into the magic palace in grandeur, it feels like a large group of mice digging into their own home, it is indescribable. Fortunately, there is a cat watching the house.
Thinking of this, Mo Tianlio couldn't help but curl his lips and looked up at the mountains in the distance.
Forged Heaven Demon Palace is a hundred miles around, surrounded by cold cliffs, without any vegetation, it looks cold and deadly. On the highest mountain wall, the words "forged sky" are engraved with dragons flying and phoenix dancing.
The word was written extremely arrogantly. If you look carefully, you will be taken aback by the power contained in it, as if you can really feel the spirit of the engraved person.
"Forged Heaven has been dead for three hundred years, and the spirit in this word has not yet died!" Yun Song, as a defender, did not leave. He also looked at the two words, and suddenly released the spirit, towards the two The word rushed.
Mo Tianlio felt a shock to the sea of consciousness, which was caused by Yunsong's attempt to erase the imprint of the soul on the lettering.
There was a sneer at the corner of his lips, and he left a mark of the soul here, one to frighten people, and the other to sense the situation outside the magic palace. He dared to leave his mark here, but he was not afraid of being provoked by others.
Squinted, Mo Tianlio moved divinely, and the word "calcined sky" instantly lit up with a black light.
"Um..." Yunsong snorted, and the soul immediately returned to his body, making him almost unsteady.
The people of the magic door looked at Yunsong who was overwhelmed, and they curled their lips. As the number one refiner in the Taixuan Continent, Venerable Calcined Heaven's soul is comparable to monsters. I don't know how many people trying to provoke this "forged sky" logo before, but they have all been repaired miserably.
"Impossible!" Yun Song stared at the lettering on the cliff in disbelief. Once the monk dies, the soul will be destroyed, and the imprint of the soul he had left before will disappear. Just like the storage bracelet of the Tribulation monk Mo Tianlio picked up, even if the Tribulation Tribtor who was about to ascend was struck to death by lightning, it would still be destroyed, and the storage bracelet would become a thing of no owner.
Even though some special techniques were used to keep the mark on the things refined by the forged sky, he has been dead for three hundred years, and the imprint of the soul is still there. It is unreasonable to think.
An outrageous thought flashed through the sea of knowledge. Yun Song looked at the people of the Demon Gate, but they didn't feel anything wrong. The people in the magic way have blindly worshipped what Mo Tianliao has done. Before getting into the details, it was Mo Tianliao's turn. Except for this group, only Yun Song and the two Demon Gate elders were left.
Standing on the teleportation formation, Mo Tianlio held the token in his palm, looked at Yunsong, who was pale outside the formation, and slightly curled his lips: "What is Elder Yunsong afraid of? You were the one who besieged the sky. Senior brother Yunhe, even if Forging Heaven is not dead, he will not treat Elder Yunsong like him."
When Yun Song heard the words, his eyes widened in an instant. Before he could say anything, the formation was activated and disappeared in an instant.
Mo Tianliao was in a group with three magic gates and a Qingyunzong. There was a white light in front of him, and his body seemed to be turned upside down several times, dizzy. After a while, the five were thrown on a wasteland.
"Ah!" Qingyunzong's disciple screamed, only to realize that he had been thrown to the edge of the cliff, shocked.
"That's not right!" One of the demon door stood up immediately, his face a little ugly. The teleportation array is usually very stable, even if there are several exits, it should be fixed, and they should be able to see the people who came before. But now, there is no one around, it is still on a cliff, it is not like the interface set up earlier.
"The formation is broken." Mo Tianliao sneered, patted the dust on his body, and looked around for a week.
This is the periphery of the Demon Palace. It hasn't reached the gate yet, and it's not far from the stone mountain that says "Forged Heaven". I don't know what the people who set up the formation think.
"This is the formation made by Master Ding, how could it be broken?" The Qingyunzong man didn't believe it.
"Ding Hu?" Mo Tianliao was taken aback, and immediately couldn't help laughing. The drawing of the teleportation array will use the spirit of the painter. Now the array is unstable. Either the art of drawing the array is not enough, or the person's spirit has been lost. In this way, the old man of Dinghu was really burned by him.
Several demon sects are going to go to the gap in the protection of the mountain. This is also discussed by the various schools.
The reason why everyone came is because the devil's mountain guard array is getting weaker and weaker, and there is a map. However, until today, the great formation has not stopped, and I am anxious to enter. The only entrance is the gap opened during the attack on the Demon Palace three hundred years ago, that is, the mountain covered with blood.
Several people guarded each other and went there, but Mo Tianlio stood still.
"Everyone, please go to find the same door first." Mo Tianlio waved his hand, indicating that they can roll.
He was not a sect, so naturally no one advised him and left on his own.
Mo Tianliao sneered and turned and walked in the opposite direction. His mountain protection formation changes every few days, and the gap can be entered three hundred years ago, but now it is not working. However, the formation is weak and there are people who have the stage of transforming the gods. Sooner or later, it will be a matter of breaking the formation. He has to repair the formation quickly.
As for why you don’t go with everyone... As a master, is there a door that doesn’t go and follows the thief over the wall?