The Bloodline Road of Devouring the Starry Sky

Chapter 129 Encirclement

Inside the ruins battlefield, large and small evil whirlpools can be seen everywhere, and traces of battles long ago are faintly visible on the surrounding ground.

The outer evil spirit was not strong and was within Mo Heng's tolerance.

Due to his meticulous control of his body, Mo Heng could feel that his body was being subtly changed by evil spirits, but the effect of tempering his will was very average.

Due to the movement of the earth's crust, every time it is opened, some treasures left in a corner of the battlefield will occasionally float to the ground.

Legend has it that this battlefield is a battlefield where the immortals of the Sea Spirit clan fight against the people from outside the world. The lowest combat power is also some high-level world lords.

Although the battlefield has been cleaned by the Immortal Temple, there will always be omissions. Even if it is an ordinary object, it will be a huge gain for most world owners.

"Master, the monitoring range of the detector is limited. Only the nearby 100 kilometers can be surveyed."

Mo Heng did not reply, but turned his gaze to Kuhn, who was not far away. "Since the detector is limited, our advantage will no longer exist, and some other expedition teams will also pose a threat to us."

"It doesn't matter, both of you and I are the top combat power among the realm lords. Some ordinary realm lords, I can't wait for them to come to my door." Kun's equipment was not taken back, but was covered with armor like Mo Heng. .

The two flew at a speed that did not slow down, talking while flying towards the center.

"Only a small part of the evil vortex here can contain blood crystals."

"However, little things add up. After the ruins battlefield is opened in each era, most of the realm owners who come to explore will harvest some Blood Crystals."

Passing by a whirlpool of evil energy, Mo Heng's eyes moved and his speed suddenly slowed down. Something broke out of the soil below and was held by Mo Heng.

This is exactly a prismatic blood crystal, its magnificent appearance is consistent with the one that Mo Heng has fused.

Mori Akira beside him knew what he was doing, and he used the power of the world to explore every piece of soil around him.

After an unlucky moment, five more blood crystals fell into Mo Heng's hands.

"Let's go." Mo Heng greeted Kuen who was waiting patiently.

It's a pity that one month is too short, otherwise it would be necessary to sweep the peripheral area.

A few more days passed, during which there were occasional fights, but they were all easily dealt with by the three of them. Mo Heng also harvested dozens of Blood Luo Crystals.

The three finally came to a high mountain. Traces of battle could be seen everywhere on it, and the evil aura was much stronger than the outer layer.

"This mountain is the inner area. Legend has it that the concentration of evil energy is unbearable even for immortals."

At the foot of the mountain, a few people encountered something unexpected. Dozens of Realm Lords were wandering around the area at the foot of the mountain.

Kuhn sneered when he saw this, "Most of them don't have inner maps. Legend has it that there are only ten maps corresponding to different areas of the inner layer."

"Except for the Zhenmi tribe of the Sea Spirit Tribe, I am the only one known so far."

Seeing Mo Heng and the others approaching, several people came closer. Before Mo Heng could make a move, Kuen, who was accompanying them, unabashedly released the world power of the eighth level world master.

This caused those people to stagnate and look embarrassed.

Mo Heng and Sen Zhao also released the auras of the ninth and seventh level world masters at the same time. Those people changed their colors instantly and moved away from the three of them at a faster speed.

Before Kun could take out the map, several more force fluctuations caught the attention of several people.

The first thing that appeared in Mo Heng's field of vision was a slender woman. The fish tail underneath her body showed her identity as a sea spirit tribe. She did not have any common force armor or other protection, only a set of ordinary seaweed woven clothes.

"I sensed from a distance that there are colleagues from the ninth level of the world here. The little girl Mei Yingte is here for a while." The woman's voice was filled with a smile, and the aura of the ninth level world master was also exuding from her body, and she looked at Mo Heng.

Mo Heng and the other three were fine, just looking at each other with their eyes, but the crowd of onlookers around them turned into quails. Most of them were only at the fifth or sixth level of the Realm Lord, and some of them had even flown away. "It turns out to be a friend of the Hidan tribe. This is my best friend, Tuluo." Kunpi said with a smile.

At the same time, Mo Heng received a message from Kuen, "The Hidan tribe has been trying to obtain the inner map. They fought against me many years ago. There are five high-level realm lords in their clan."

As expected, four more Sea Spirit Clan Realm Lords riding on sea crystal beasts came after them.

One seventh level, three sixth level, Mo Heng marveled at the heritage of these secret realm races.

"The Lord of Kun City must have obtained Li Ge's map, right?" the Sea Spirit Tribe woman asked directly.

The five Sea Spirit Tribe women did not take out their weapons, but they formed a fan-shaped formation around Mo Heng and the others. The sea crystal beast beneath them had a fierce look in its eyes and bared its teeth.

Mo Heng felt awe-struck and wanted to take action again!

That's all, for Xue Luo Jing's sake.

Mo Heng is not afraid of this situation, but not everyone has the top strength of the elite realm master warrior like the God of Fog.

However, in the world ring on his right hand, a butterfly-shaped ferocious beast flapped its wings, conveying a message that was getting stronger and stronger.

One hundred thousand kilometers away, a man in a white cloak was walking in the air as if strolling in a garden, but his figure moved much faster than some world lords.

Eight flywheels circled beside him, and the pressure on him became more and more powerful.

Mo Heng at the foot of the mountain just wanted to leave this place of right and wrong, but he was surrounded.

Another fluctuation of the law of wind enveloped the whole place. Mo Heng was a little surprised that it actually enveloped the five members of the Hailing tribe.

The expressions of the five members of the Hailing clan changed at the same time, looking at the eight giant whirlwinds that appeared around them.

Mo Heng and the others explored the surrounding space, but this time they couldn't even find the location of the mist god Mu Yin.

This secret space can block the extension of all power.

The opponent was obviously prepared and had been prepared for a long time. Hundreds of wind blades slashed down, and the eight people each used their magical powers to block them.

"Chi~ho!"

Accompanied by a shrill beast roar, a second-level world lord sea crystal beast was cut off. Its owner, a sixth-level world lord woman, was only in slightly better condition, with a broken right arm.

A flywheel of mental power is spinning above it.

"You Sea Spirit Tribes are inquiring about my news?" the cloaked man's voice came from the outside world, "I don't bother to ask you what your intentions are, so let's go on the road together!"

Mo Heng's figure flashed, and he picked up the sky-cutting gun in his hand towards a wind wheel that shot towards Sen Zhao. The law of wind cover dissipated, revealing the telepathy flywheel in it.

On the other side, several sixth- and seventh-level realm masters of the Sea Spirit Clan were in danger. They had to pay the price of one person, two beasts falling, and three people being injured to escape the sneak attack of the telekinesis flywheel.

Ordinary Boundary Lords are really vulnerable in front of elite Boundary Lord warriors! Mo Heng sighed inwardly, then he would have to use the methods commonly used by realm masters and generals.

In the world ring, the power of thought quietly locked a small bottle, which contained half a bottle of colored mist.

Outside the hurricane field, there is also a bloody battlefield.

There were only a few fleeing figures out of the dozens of Realm Lords who had been watching. As the two mental flywheels returned, dozens of storage utensils followed, and the cloaked man accepted all of them.

(End of this chapter)