Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 453 Entering the Northern Barbarians

In the Three Ginger Realm.

After eating the Shengji Pill that Tang Xiaobao refined with the Black Wood King Cauldron, the rosy and rosy white fell asleep out of boredom.

No one noticed that a few cobweb-like threads of flesh gradually grew out of the bone seam under his neck. These threads of flesh were like thin snakes swimming in the dark, silently wrapping around his pale keel. There is a layer of meat film on it.

……

Mo Lin didn't know if his caution was superfluous, the silence of the Tianchi family in Black Dragon City made him feel like years.

Yunlan Kingdom was as calm as ever, and there was no sign of rebellion at all.

Only the troops from the Beiman side continued to flock to Jiuyou Pass. In just two days, they had increased by nearly [-] troops.

From the bottom of his heart, Mo Lin has no sense of belonging to Yun Lan.

As for whether this land is ruled by the Beiman or the Tianchi family, Mo Lin doesn't care at all.

As long as no one affects his life, Mo Lin is happy to stand by and watch.

But after all, there is Mu Hongwu in Jiuyouguan, and there are soldiers who lived and died with him.

In the Palace of Seven Stars, the scene where Liang Zhen used the golden cicada stick in the turtle-snake array to buy time for him to fuse the golden elixir seemed like just yesterday.

Mo Lin would never watch them being killed by the northern barbarian army, let alone allow someone to stab them in the back and treat them like monkeys.

In Jiuyou Pass, Mo Lin stayed for four days.

During these four days, he discussed with Mu Hongwu day and night the possible methods the Song family might adopt, and made corresponding arrangements and countermeasures.

Just after dawn on the fifth day morning, a figure soared into the sky, turned into a long rainbow and disappeared into the void.

Mu Hongwu looked at the direction where the figure disappeared, and he looked back after a long time.

"General."

"Follow what Mo Lin said, and make no mistakes."

"Yes."

Liang Zhen behind him showed all his eyes, and bowed to promise.

……

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The sky is high and birds can fly.

The sea is wide and the fish leaps.

Looking at the vast wasteland under his feet, Mo Lin, who was flying in the sky, thought of these two poems from his previous life.

If he hadn't been promoted to Martial King, it would be impossible for Mo Lin to fly in the air like he is now. If he wants to gallop a horse for a five thousand li journey, he doesn't know how long it will take.

This is the benefit of instance cultivation.

A strong Martial King can fly thousands of miles without falling, and a master Martial Emperor can shrink the ground into an inch, using the laws of time and space to turn the world into a close distance. If Mo Lin has the strength of the Martial Emperor at this time, he can enter Piaoxue City in half a day at most .

No wonder everyone is obsessed with cultivation, pursuing strength, the benefits of strength are too tempting, status, power, dignity, the pleasure of controlling the life and death of others, who would not yearn for these?Who doesn't long for it?

According to the information provided by Mu Hongwu, Mo Lin flew all the way north and flew for a long time, and the journey of thousands of miles was left behind.

Most of the soul energy in his body was consumed, and Mo Lin had to rest on the ground. At this time, he was above a green grassland.

When we got here, the temperature was more than ten degrees lower than that of Jiuyou Pass. Although Mo Lin had the body of the soul element, he could still feel the coolness in the air.

The weather in the northern barbarians is cold, and the temperature gets lower the further north you go. It is said that there will be snow all year round in Piaoxue City. It is no wonder that the northern barbarians want to go south in their dreams. Spring, what about living on the sunny land?
Below is the endless prairie.

Mo Lin chose a large meadow with lush grass and leaves to land, opened the Three Ginger Realm, Ye Tunjing, Ouyang Xueqing, Mu Yao and others walked out from it.

Three Jiang Realm is a good place to take refuge, but it is empty and desolate, and there is no heaven and earth vitality for cultivation. If it is not for surprise soldiers to attack the Beiman Palace, no one would like to stay there.

"Where are you now?"

Ye Tunjing looked around and asked Mo Lin.

Mo Lin opened the map that Mu Hongwu gave him, pointed to a direction on it and said, "This is where we are now, in the northeast of the Karmon Grassland."

The Huyan family sits on the dragon chair of the Beiman Heavenly Kingdom, which is similar to the eighteen kingdoms under the Black Dragon Empire.

The Calmon Grassland that Mo Lin mentioned was the territory of the God Arm Barbarian King, one of the Nine Great Barbarian Kings.

"The God Arm barbarian king ranks fifth among the nine barbarian kings of the northern barbarians. There are 140 tribes, large and small, in the territory. The total number is around 140 million."

Over the years, the Ye family spies have collected information about the Northern Man. In terms of understanding of the Northern Man, the Ye Family has a more detailed and profound understanding than any other kingdom in the Black Dragon Empire.

Li Dahammer pointed to a triangular lake on the map and said, "Mo Lin, this is the place mentioned in your father's last letter, the Triangle Oasis. At this speed, we will be there in half a day."

Ye Tunjing looked at where Li Dahammer was pointing, and said: "The Triangle Oasis is the base camp of the God Arm Barbarian King Tribe, and there are seven or eight tribes scattered around it. It can come in handy."

According to Mo Lin's plan, there is no rush to enter Piaoxue City, his first priority is to find his father, Mo Qingshan.

"We set off after that stick of incense."

Mo Lin nodded. Before entering Beiman, he had done enough homework. He knew that the customs of Beiman and the Black Dragon Empire were different. People here are more used to judging people by their appearance. A slender and well-proportioned figure like Mo Lin is not welcome in Beiman. , Only big men like Leihuo and the barbarian warriors of the Sword God Legion can win the respect and awe of others, and with them as guards, Mo Lin doesn't need to worry about anyone doubting his identity.

The time for a stick of incense passed in a blink of an eye, and Mo Lin was about to open the gate of the Three Jiang Realm to let Ye Tunjing and others enter, but at this moment, a roar that suddenly sounded in the distance attracted everyone's attention.

Following the sound, Mo Lin saw a burly and strong young man galloping towards this side. Not far behind him, a giant wolf dog with three heads and a height of one person, four or five meters long, was chasing after him. Behind the dog was a group of strong men on horseback, wielding wild knives and yelling something.

The young man ran extremely fast, but no matter how fast he was, he was overtaken by those wolf dogs. The wolf dog in the middle jumped up and jumped down in the air. The young man turned sharply, his center of gravity sank, and he swung Fist, a mountain-shaped phantom appeared vaguely on the peak of his fist, directly knocking the wolf dog 50 meters away, and never got up after landing.

(End of this chapter)