Chapter 1659: The Strongest in the Northern Territory

Mo Yao was speechless for a long time.

Lingxiao didn't urge him and stood quietly with his arms folded, looking extremely confident.

"Okay, as long as you capture Ye Chunyang's soul, I will promise you to enter the Tianjue Divine Sea." Mo Yao finally spoke.

After saying these words, he chanted the incantation in his mouth, a glimmer of light flashed on the illusory figure, and he swore an oath.

"Young Master, don't worry. As long as Ye Chunyang shows up at Tianmo Cliff, he will never be able to escape from the palm of my hand, and I still hold his lifeline in my hands. He will definitely submit obediently." Ling Xiao nodded with a smile.

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the hall.

But suddenly he remembered something and stopped, "By the way, I discovered something very interesting, and I almost forgot to tell the young master."

"What's the matter?" Mo Yao asked.

"In addition to the young master, my psychic Baoyu also sensed the aura of a person from the spirit world." Ling Xiao said.

Mo Yao raised his eyebrows, "Who is he?"

"The other party's aura is very faint. My psychic gem can only sense some fluctuations in her lower realm. I can't know her specific identity or where she is."

Ling Xiao looked at Mo Yao with a playful expression.

"The Boundary Breaking Stone is a rare thing in the world. It is rare in the spiritual world. Anyone who can own this thing is not an ordinary person. This person went down to the world at the same time as Young Master Mo Yao. Could it be someone who is familiar with the Young Master?"

Mo Yao didn't say a word.

He seemed to be thinking about something, and the place became quiet.

"I didn't expect this little world of demons and gods to be so lively. Although I don't know the identity of that person, judging from the aura sensed by the psychic gem, the other person is far away from here, and seems to be on the shore of the South China Sea." Ling Xiao said with deep meaning.

A dark color flashed across Mo Yao's eyes, but he did not speak.

Lingxiao didn't say much, and his figure gradually disappeared.

The stone palace soon became silent again, and Mo Yao's figure loomed in the void, strange and mysterious.

His expression was dark and unclear, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. After a long time, the corners of his mouth raised a faint arc, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.

Then its figure flickered and disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it had never appeared before.

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Thousands of miles south of the Northern Territory, there is a deep valley shrouded in mist.

There is a dead silence here, the valley is full of poisonous insects and monsters, and no one is seen all year round.

Of course, due to the fog that permeates the deep valley, it is difficult for ordinary people to enter. Unless the people behind Dao Xing are lost before they even set foot in the valley, they become delicacies in the belly of monsters.

Today, this desolate deep valley is extremely lively. The sky is shimmering with brilliance. Flying magic weapons of different shapes appear one after another, shining brightly. There are figures standing on them, all of whom are people with astonishing cultivation.

"This is Tianmo Cliff?"

A figure appeared first, looking down and said lightly.

He is a fat man with a fair face. He is wearing a brocade robe, with gold damask and jade pendants hanging around his waist. He looks extremely luxurious, and his vulgar look does not look like a cultivator, but more like a rich man doing business in the world.

"To tell you my uncle, this is the Heavenly Demon Cliff, where the Heavenly Demon Master Wan Xiuzhu lived in seclusion." An old woman behind him said respectfully.

If there are people from other six sects here, they will definitely recognize this old woman at a glance. She is a respected elder of Xuanyi Sect.

The fat man with a big belly was much younger than her, but he was extremely respectful to her and treated her like a junior.

"Wan Xiuzhu?"

The fat man's eyes rolled around for a moment, as if he was recalling something, and then he said with some clarity: "I remembered that there is indeed such a person, he seems to be a soul cultivator, right? He was beaten by Mo Shangren three hundred years ago. He couldn't raise his head like a mouse. I thought he was dead long ago, but I didn't expect him to be huddled here. "

The old woman explained: "Wan Xiuzhu did not die. He later went out to challenge the masters of various sects and met Ye Chunyang in a battle on the top of the mountain before he fell. This also established Ye Chunyang's reputation as the number one soul cultivator in the Northern Territory."

"The number one soul cultivator in the Northern Territory?" The fat man shook his head and showed a strange smile, "These days, cats and dogs can jump out and claim the title of king. In the Northern Territory, besides Mo Shangren, who else dares to claim the title?" First?"

"Moshang?" The old woman looked shocked and said, "Isn't he already missing?"

"This person is missing, but it does not mean that he is dead." A strange color flashed in the fat man's eyes, but when he said this, he suddenly fell silent and stopped talking.

Then, he changed the topic and said: "I still want to go to the mortal world to experience life. Since you are sure that the madman who killed our disciples is here, find him. I will raise my hand and kill him."

The Xuanyi Sect monks were greatly refreshed.

This fat man with a vulgar look is a hidden powerful man of their Xuanyi sect. Legend has it that he is a descendant of the founder of the sect and has been inherited by the ancestor. However, this person has never practiced in the sect and has no regard for those in the sect. Things only travel in the mortal world and change into various identities. They are euphemistically called experiencing life and concentrating on enlightenment.

Now that his cultivation has reached the perfection of the Golden Core Realm, he is only one step away from the Cave Heaven Realm.

A few years ago, when Wan Xiuzhu came to the door, Xuanyi Sect had thought of informing him. However, although Wan Xiuzhu came to provoke him, he did not harm anyone, and this great uncle would only do it when the sect was alive or dead. Once he showed up, they didn't bother him rashly.

Now that "Ye Mo" has killed several members of the Xuanyi Sect, he has also killed all the major sects. It is inevitable that these top experts from the older generation will be invited to suppress the other party.

The old woman pondered for a moment, looked at the deep valley below, and said: "We did receive accurate news a few days ago that Ye Chunyang had appeared here, but his whereabouts are erratic and it is difficult to lock him down for a while. If we want to find him, we may have to go deep into the Sky Demon Cliff."

"What a trouble!" The fat man waved his sleeves impatiently when he heard this.

The old woman's heart trembled, and she hurriedly said: "Master uncle, calm down. Although we can't lock Ye Mo's whereabouts for the time being, the masters of the other four sects will arrive soon. When we join forces, we will definitely be able to find this beast and kill him!"

"No need to be so troublesome." The fat man waved his hand lightly, "He is just a soul cultivator in the middle stage of the out-of-body state. I can kill him with a backhand. Get rid of him as soon as possible, so that I can continue to play in the world."

The old woman opened her mouth and looked at the Jindan cultivators of Xuanyi Sect in silence.

"The fat man is so arrogant. Ye Chunyang was able to kill so many Jindan cultivators from various sects, which shows that his cultivation is not low. You alone may not be able to deal with him so easily, right?"

A strange laugh suddenly came from the air. The fat man turned back with a gloomy face. Several auspicious clouds fell over the Sky Demon Cliff, and a white-haired old man was looking at him with a sneer on his face.

"I was wondering who it was. It turned out to be Wuji, the old man from Shuizong. I heard that three Jindan cultivators from your Shuizong were killed by that Ye, one of whom was the supreme elder of the sect. It seems that your sect's strength is not that good!" The fat man sneered.

The old ancestor Wuji remained calm and said, "That's because I returned to the sect a few days later. If I were in the sect, Ye Chunyang, this beast, dared to step into the mountain gate of our Shuizong, and the end would only be the scattering of his soul."

The fat man curled his lips and did not comment on what the old ancestor Wuji said.

"Huh?"

At this moment, two more rainbow lights flew in the air.

The two teams rode the clouds and mist, and came in a surging momentum.

In the middle of the two sides stood a white-faced, gray-haired Taoist and a woman in red, followed by several cultivators who were about the minor success of the Golden Core Realm.

"Old Taoist Tianhua and Old Lady Huoyun are here too. I haven't seen you for hundreds of years. I thought that you, the Tianxing Sect and the Luoyan Sect, would hide in the mountain gate and dare not come out." The fat man raised his eyebrows and looked at the two with a strange smile.

"Fatty, you'd better keep your mouth clean, otherwise I don't mind burning you into the South China Sea like I did three hundred years ago." The Fire Cloud Fairy of the Luoyan Sect said coldly. Although she was hundreds of years old, she looked like a young woman. How could the fat man not be angry when he kept calling her "old woman"?

The fat man was calm and looked fearless.

As the Fire Cloud Fairy finished her words, the earth suddenly trembled, and a roar like a bell and drum was heard, and a large cloud of dust and smoke rolled up outside the Tianmo Cliff.

Several ferocious spirit beasts appeared in sight, their bodies were as strong as mountains, and they seemed clumsy, but they came to the crowd in the blink of an eye.

On the spirit beast that looked like a deer but not a deer sat a skinny middle-aged man, wearing a grass leather suit, a wooden hairpin on his head, and his long hair was loose. He looked out of tune with the crowd, but his cultivation was no less than that of Wuji Patriarch and others.

"Gu Heng! You are still alive!"

The fat man put away his smile and narrowed his eyes when he saw the thin middle-aged man riding the spirit beast.

"You are all alive, how can Gu go first?" The thin middle-aged man sneered.

The three old monsters, Wuji Patriarch, Tianhua Taoist, and Huoyun Fairy, looked at the thin middle-aged man, and their expressions were also slightly solemn.

They were all powerful figures in the Northern Territory, but Gu Heng was the first among them to advance to the Golden Core Realm. Now that hundreds of years have passed, his cultivation is probably even more unfathomable.

"It is said that Taoist Gu had passed away hundreds of years ago. I didn't expect that he is still alive. I'm afraid you have already stepped into the cave heaven realm, right?" Taoist Tianhua looked at Gu Heng, and there was a deep meaning in his words.

"Hehe, Taoist Tianhua, you don't have to test me. I haven't cultivated into the cave heaven yet, but Gu has been in seclusion for hundreds of years. Now I have some experience. I believe that I can break through the shackles soon." Gu Heng sneered.

The old monsters were indifferent on the surface, but they were secretly shocked in their hearts.

They were all people who had perfected the enlightenment in the Jindan realm for hundreds of years, but they had never touched the threshold of the cave heaven. This person had reached this step, which surprised them and made them envious.

Gu Heng looked aloof and continued, "If someone hadn't killed my Yuling Sect members this time, I would never come out easily. But it's okay. After hundreds of years of seclusion, there is no one in the Northern Territory who can fight. Gu wants to see who this Ye cultivator is and how dare he be so rampant?"

"With the help of several of us, unless this person is a cave heaven cultivator, he can't escape even if he has wings." The fat man said disdainfully.

"That may not be the case."

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, Tianhua Taoist of Tianxing Sect shook his head and said, "You may not know much about Ye Chunyang, but I have heard a little about him. He is not as simple as you think."