In this way, Mo Wen sneaked underground for more than two months, without a clear goal, just wandering around at will. He also encountered many undeveloped spiritual mineral veins and several primitive spiritual veins hidden deep underground.
In the end, Mo Wen took stock of the harvest and found nine second-level top-grade spiritual materials with various five-element attributes, three middle- and lower-grade third-level spiritual materials, thousands of drops of earth marrow spirit ru, and one million second-order spiritual stones.
As for the first-order spiritual stones, there is no longer enough space to store them. And Mo Wen’s third-order super-grade sword pouch is finally fully loaded for the first time.
This is still a material gain. Mo Wen's sword body swallowed up a large amount of innate essence of spiritual minerals. It once broke through the second-level mid-grade, second-order high-grade, and reached the peak of second-order ultra-grade. As long as it can find another third-order mineral vein,
By swallowing the essence, it might be possible to break through the second level of super quality and reach the third level, but time does not allow it.
Da Hui doesn't have Mo Wen's abnormal digestive physique. He has some indigestion after swallowing a large amount of high-quality Jin Xing Ling Mine's essence, but his strength has steadily reached the peak of the second level. He only needs an opportunity to advance to the second level.
Reach the top ranks and become the true overlord of the second-level monsters.
"It's time to leave." Mo Wen glanced at the top of his head. His food was almost exhausted. Underground, protected by the aura of the earth dragon beast, there was no problem breathing. Water could also be obtained from underground lakes or rivers.
But eating food can't solve the problem. He will starve to death if he doesn't eat for a long time.
"Lan, how far are we from the Imperial City of Ziyun Zhongzhou now?"
Mo Wen can't leave the underground, so he can only rely on Blue to go out and explore the location.
"The straight-line distance should be about 20,000 miles."
Mo Wen pondered for a moment: "This time we will go to the imperial city of Ziyun Zhongzhou, which is five thousand miles away."
On the ground, Han Nianbo slowly woke up from his trance, took out the compass and took a look, his eyes flashed: "Did it move again? I'll see how long you can endure it!"
With a wave of his sleeve, a sword light surged out of his body and shot into the sky.
On a certain mountain peak thousands of miles away from the imperial city of Ziyun Zhongzhou, Han Nianbo looked at the still light spot on the compass in his hand, hummed softly, and sat cross-legged.
After nearly three months of sitting and waiting, he was a little numb and tired even with his late-stage sword energy. Han Nianbo no longer checked the compass regularly. After entering meditation, he only took it out to take a look. After waking up, he took it out and took a look.
For two or three days, as short as one or two hours, once he even did not move for four or five days in a row, hoping to make Mo Wen think that he had relaxed his vigilance and emerged from the ground, but Mo Wen had no intention of coming up at all.
The people who were wandering underground with their purpose were at a stalemate.
Just an hour and a half after Han Nianbo entered samadhi, somewhere in the uninhabited wilderness outside the Imperial City of Zhongzhou, a deep underground cave appeared without any warning. A huge, round head came out slyly, and an obviously human figure emerged from
Jumping lightly on the big head.
Glancing at the majestic Xiongcheng not far away, Mo Wen took out the beast sill from his sword pouch, made the "Naling Sword Seal" and took the earth dragon beast in. Then he jumped towards the capital.
A moment later, Mo Wen arrived at the Imperial City. He had already changed into the clothes of a disciple of the Wuwei Festival. Jiao, the gatekeeper, did not dare to stop and question him, and let him go directly.
Mo Wen took the familiar route from the outer city to the inner city, and then left for the imperial city in the center.
"What do you do?"
At the teleportation sword platform, the remaining disciples from various major festivals stopped Mo Wen politely.
"For the division mission, I want to use the teleportation badge to go to the border area for work."
"Heading to the border area?" The spirit splash of the first realm of the reef immediately looked at Mo Wen warily: "Don't you know that the Star Pavilion Council has issued a ban, and no one is allowed to use teleportation for any reason until the ban is lifted.
Jin! You are a disciple of Wuweijie, how could you not know this?"
Several Lingtans wearing Wuweijie costumes gathered around, and the first one, Lingpan from the middle stage of the reef, asked: "Which peak and which academy are you a disciple of? Where is the famous brand?"
Mo Wen glanced at the dozens of people who were gradually gathering around him, and calmly pulled out a scroll from his back: "The famous brand is here."
All the spirit splashes were startled. A stream of faint blue magnetic light suddenly burst out from the scroll, like a dragon dancing in the sky. All the spirit splashes near the sword platform were caught in the magnetic light and imprisoned on the spot.
Mo Wen didn't waste any time. He took a big step and walked onto the teleportation sword platform. Five third-level spiritual stones were quickly embedded in it. Then he activated his lapel, and four light spots emerged from the spiritual light of the lapel. Mo Wen took one step.
Holding the bottom point of light, the teleportation collar's spiritual light flourished, and a bright beam of light rose into the sky!
After a moment, the light pillar disappeared, and with it the people on the sword platform...
Thousands of miles away, Han Nianbo, who had fallen into trance, suddenly woke up and saw a beam of light gradually disappearing in the distance.
"What a strong spiritual power fluctuation, as well as space fluctuations. Is this... a teleportation collar?"
Han Nianbo suddenly thought of something, and his expression suddenly changed. He took out the compass and saw that the light spot representing Mo Wen's position flashed away like a meteor and was never found again.
"Asshole! Damn it! These losers!"
Han Nianbo was so furious that he turned into sword light and rushed into the void, and the mountain peak he was originally on was shaken to pieces by his scorch leakage.
It only took Han Nianbo an hour to arrive at the imperial city and appeared outside the teleportation sword platform.
"Where did that person go just now?" Han Nianbo directly volleyed up an early Wuwei Jie Reef Spirit Splash, pinched the opponent's neck and shouted.
The Wuweijie elder rolled his eyes as he was squeezed. He almost collapsed under Han Nianbo's terrifying energy, and managed to send out a weak wave of spiritual consciousness.
"Southern... borderland..."
Han Nianbo directly threw the spirit splash in his hand, and his body appeared on the sword platform in a flash.
"Activate the collar immediately!"
Not every spirit splash will activate the teleportation collar. Only spirit splashes with good attainments in the Forbidden Formation can have that ability. Han Nianbo obviously does not belong to this category.
Those spirit splashes immediately activated their lapels in a hurry, and a moment later, a bright beam of light soared into the sky again from within the imperial city...
After Mo Wen appeared at the teleportation sword platform in the Imperial City of Qin, he immediately summoned Thousand Fantasy Sword Wings, tore apart the protective flap of the Imperial City, and swept towards the direction of Zhao.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the spiritual power within the Qianhuan Sword Wings was exhausted, and Lan was flying with Mo Wen wrapped in his arms. As a third-level mid-level Jiao, Lan's escape speed was no worse than that of the mid-Jian Yuan Spirit Splash, even because of the
It was because of the suburbs that it reached a top speed of four seconds.
Mo Wen didn't know how long it would take for Han Nianbo to react. This Lingzhao from the Fuge Sect was worth a lot. He could easily produce a flying spiritual weapon with an escape speed comparable to the Azure Light Sword Escape. He could only fly as far as possible.
Escape to prevent being caught up by the opponent.
For two consecutive days and two nights, Lan fled without any hesitation. If he hadn't extracted several complete second-order spiritual veins and sealed them in the suburbs while in the underground world, he wouldn't have been able to sustain such consumption!
On the third day, they finally entered the territory of Zhao State, and Han Nianbo obviously hadn't caught up yet. However, a faint pressure had been hanging around behind him, and it was obvious that it was only a matter of time before the other party caught up.
When Mo Wen rushed out of the misty swamp, he could clearly sense a shocking scorch in the far sky behind him.
Three hundred and sixty-five Water-evolving Heavenly Divine Appraisals talismans transformed into the Xuantian Kanshui Wanhua Breeze, protected Mo Wen into the swamp, and then headed straight for the main peak.
When Mo Wen walked under the main peak of Dayan Hall, a huge wave of scorch completely descended on the swamp, and Han Nianbo finally caught up!
Mo Wen didn't look back and walked directly into the main hall.
Outside the swamp, Han Nianbo rushed in immediately without impulsiveness. Looking at the fog in front of him, there was a trace of surprise in his eyes: "Third-order super-grade lapel?"
After a moment, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he snorted coldly: "A mere death formation that is about to be exhausted still wants to stop me?"
The peak cultivation level in the late stage of Jian Yuan exploded. Under the shroud of sword light, Han Nianbo stepped in.
The entire forbidden formation in the swamp was immediately triggered, and Xuantiankanshui Wanhuajin mobilized all its remaining power to crush Han Nianbo down.
The sword light on Han Nianbo's body was dazzling, and he was able to resist the crushing force of his body. However, after going hundreds of miles deep, Han Nianbo's eyebrows also frowned slightly. Although the Xuantiankanshuiwanhuajin's spiritual power was about to be exhausted, a lean camel was better than a horse.
After all, it was a third-order super-level collar, and he felt exhausted under the continuous crushing.
"Hmph! I don't believe it, so why not leave you half-dead in the death array!"
Han Nianbo snorted coldly, used the third-level high-grade Tongming Jiao, poured all the sword energy into it, and blasted it towards the place above the head where the spiritual power fluctuation was the strongest.
The collision of two terrifying forces triggered a terrifying wave of destruction, and triggered a series of chain reactions. Xuantian Kan Shui Wanhua Jin, who was already at the end of his battle, finally exhausted his last trace of spiritual power and began to collapse and disintegrate.
The restrictions and subsidiary collars attached to the main collar also began to collapse, which in turn triggered the collapse of the Yunxia Mountains in the center of the swamp.
As soon as Mo Wen inserted the five spiritual stones into the grooves of his lapel, a clear tremor came from the hall under his feet. Then the tremor became more and more obvious, as if the sky was falling and the whole hall was slightly tilted.
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Suspicious, he extended Jiao out of the hall, only to see a world-destroying scene of landslides and earth-shattering, and the entire swamp was filled with chaotic spiritual energy.
"The Xuantian Kanshui Wanhua Ring collapsed? No, the entire mountain range is collapsing. If this continues, the main peak and Dayan Palace will not be spared. This Teleport Ring..."
Mo Wen suddenly remembered a terrible fact, that is, once the Dayan Palace is destroyed, the teleportation sword platform will no longer exist. How can he come back?
But now there is no time for him to think about anything else. Han Nianbo's Jiao is rapidly approaching the main peak, and it doesn't take dozens of breaths to appear in front of Mo Wen!
Gritting his teeth, Mo Wen activated the teleportation flap under his feet. The flap released a multi-colored glow that enveloped Mo Wen, then shot straight into the sky and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"This fluctuation..."
Dozens of miles away from the main peak, Han Nianbo stopped abruptly, looked at the disappearing colorful light pillar in horror, and finally let out an angry roar: "Damn it! This is teleportation! It's actually teleportation!"
The angry screams almost covered the rubble of the swamp forbidden formation. As the colorful glow in Dayan Palace disappeared, the entire main peak collapsed. In just a moment, the main peak was completely reduced to ruins. The towering tower
After countless years, Dayan Palace finally disappeared into the dust of history.dd