Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 505
"Master, here is the Eight Desolation? The scenery is so beautiful, it is really not comparable to the poor mountains and remote areas of the empire..."

Bai Lihong was taken out in a daze, and he yelled before opening his eyes.

"What the hell! Still in the empire! Be more energetic and take us across the crystal wall of space!"

Mo Lin is too lazy to talk nonsense with Bailitohong, and has no time to worry about its embarrassment. Say hello, Mo Qingshan, Ye Qingxuan, Ouyang Xueqing, Lei Huo, Mu Yao, Su Lin, Yueniang, Li Yaxian, Tang Xiaobao, Fang Qiansheng , Zhao Qiang and the others jumped onto Bai Li Tou Hong's back, and as Mo Lin stepped down hard, Bai Li Tou Hong let out a scream of pain, and suddenly became full of energy, flapping his wings and rushing into the air, and flew towards the mountain.

Wangshan ran dead horses, the crystal wall in the mountain seemed not far away, but in fact it was nearly a hundred miles away. As the distance approached, what Mo Lin first felt was the terrifying power of the formation, and then he saw a thousand-foot-tall Purple giant.

The giant stepped on the ground, held the sky with both hands, and his whole body was covered by the light of the formation, like a god. Mo Lin could tell that the materials used to refine this giant were all gilt stones. With Mo Lin's eyesight, let alone It also weighs [-] million tons!
Gilt stone is a precious metal for refining high-grade spiritual weapons.

The Tianwang Palace in Molin was built on the richest gilt mine in the northern barbarians.

He has mined a lot in the past three years, and has initially estimated the stock of gilt stones at about 4000 million tons, but this is less than half of the giant's consumption!
What surprised Mo Lin the most was that there were more than one giant made of gilt stone, as many as eight!

They were side by side, with a distance of about 500 meters. Countless electric wires and lightning lingered on the giant's body. They propped up a square of heaven and earth, forcibly broke through the crystal wall of space in the mountain, and left a gap between the crotch and two legs. A safe passage like an undersea tunnel.

"These giants are transformed from the war puppets of my Mohist family. Each giant is controlled by 81 martial king masters. The space crystal wall in the mountain is ten miles thick. It takes at least eight giant puppets to completely open it. After the army passes through, they will Pass through the crystal wall and sweep away the wilderness with us! Avenge our ancestors." Mo Qingshan explained.

Mo Lin was shocked by the giant's strength. Hearing what Mo Qingshan said, he said, "If these puppet giants really participate in the war, the Martial Emperor will not be able to resist it, right?"

Mo Qingshan proudly said: "No one can match the puppet technique of the Mohist school. Once the puppet giants are fully activated, they will attack the city and conquer the land like walking on flat ground, and no one can stop it."

Mu Yao interjected, "Then why was Mo Sect defeated by Zen Sect and Tianmo Palace back then?"

Mo Qingshan said: "Puppet giants also have their weaknesses, that is, they are too clumsy, unresponsive, slow-moving, and good at attacking cities, but they are not suitable for small-scale local battles. Take the strong King Wu as an example. Even the strong King Wu couldn't withstand the blow of the puppet giant, but the master Wu Wang was as fast as lightning, and it was not difficult to avoid it. In a real war, it is not only strength that determines the outcome. Besides, Zen and Tianmo Palace also have A similar combat weapon."

These words are not difficult to understand, just like the level of cultivation is not the criterion for judging strength. While speaking, Bai Lihong led everyone to fly to the puppet giant, lowered the altitude, and flew past the giant's crotch.

Just like passing through an undersea tunnel, the distance of ten miles passes in a blink of an eye. As the end of the tunnel gets closer, the aura between heaven and earth becomes more and more intense. Only then did I finally understand why the people in the Eight Wastelands called the lower reaches of the Jinsha River a barren land with poor mountains and remote areas. No one would want to go to the lower reaches to survive just because the strength of the empire was 20 times stronger.

The world in front of my eyes is completely new, the air is filled with a refreshing and pleasant fragrance, and there is an endless prairie under my feet, and all kinds of exotic flowers and plants that are rarely seen at the imperial auction can be seen everywhere here.

The blue sky is spotless, hordes of rare birds and animals dance joyfully between the heaven and the earth, the red flowers and green grass reflect the flowing water, and the birds and beasts sing in unison on the high mountains, just like a fairyland on earth.

Mo Lin's appearance quickly attracted the attention of others, and he also saw that nearly 10 people had gathered densely on the grassland beneath his feet!

The people with the lowest level of cultivation are also Wu Zong masters, and Wu Wang powerhouses can be seen everywhere, and the race is all-encompassing.

There are humans, orcs, and winged men with wings on their backs and feathers all over their bodies.

Mo Lin had heard from his father that he was well-prepared for returning to the Mo family in the Eight Wastelands. In addition to a thousand martial kings, he had secretly recruited nearly 10 followers. Only after seeing them did Mo Lin know that the power accumulated by the Mo family for thousands of years Even stronger than I imagined, with these [-] troops, it is enough to easily wipe out the four empires!
"Qing Shan, who is Mo Lin, let him come to see me."

A resounding voice rolled over and reached Merlin's ears.

"Xiao Lin, let's go, the ancestor called us."

With a smile on his face, Mo Qingshan pointed straight ahead, Bai Li rosy let out a dragon cry, and suddenly accelerated, Mu Yao and others on the dragon's back were caught off guard, and were almost thrown out, angry Mo Lin stepped on Bai Li again With a red foot, the high-pitched dragon chant turned into a miserable howl only half way through.

"Ah, master, it hurts."

Now Mo Lin is a sixth-level Martial King. Although his body is as hard as holy armor and can't be injured, the rosy white with dragon scales and breathing dragon's breath is inevitable, but the pain is unavoidable.

"Fly well, don't squeak again, I'll let Leihuo chew you up again!" Mo Lin threatened.

Lei Huo chuckled, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, "Lei Huo hasn't eaten dragon meat for a long time."

"Ah~ Master, don't bring someone who bullies the dragon like this!"

Bai Litohong was scared, the shadow Lei Huo had left on him back then was too great, if this guy really gnawed at him, Bai Litohong really had no place to complain.

Originally, after recovering his strength, he thought that he could seek revenge from Lei Huo, but he didn't know that he was defeated after three fights, so he didn't have to be afraid.

Under the guidance of Mo Qingshan, everyone soon came to a chariot.

More than a dozen burly and majestic old men stood on the chariot, watching the rosy and rosy landing, all of them showed joyful expressions on their faces.

"Qingshan has met the ancestor."

Mo Qingshan bowed to an old man in purple clothes in the middle, then stepped aside and introduced to Mo Lin: "Xiao Lin, do you know who this is? He is Shura, the fifth generation ancestor of my Mo Sect, and also a member of the Mo Sect." The first generation ancestor of the village."

"Shura?"

Molin was stunned immediately, who is Shura?How could Mo Lin not know that it was one of the three genius disciples who escaped after the Mo Sect was destroyed 2000 years ago, the younger brother of Empress Wu, the owner of Longya Saber, unexpectedly, he is still alive!

Mo Lin bent his knees and plopped on the ground, "The 27th generation disciple of the Mo Sect, Mo Lin, has met Patriarch Shura, and all patriarchs!"

With that said, he kowtowed respectfully.

(End of this chapter)