Chapter 3862 It Really Cost Money!
"Tell me, is the sea banquet a disguise of the stars?"
Mo Wujing pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked a question, which made the strange spirit of the seventh-rank emperor startled slightly, and then a gleam suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"Probably!"
The Seventh Grade God Emperor patted his palm, as if he regretted it, and then he saw the old demon laughing, which made him even more uneasy.
"Even if he is Xingchen, or Yun Xiao pretends to be him, can he really stay in Yunling City as the city lord? In the vast spiritual world, it is really difficult to find someone!"
Even as the Great Demon Elder of the Myriad Demon Forest, Mo Wujing's smile at this moment is somewhat helpless.
If Yuan Feng and the others can really catch Haiyan, they can confirm the authenticity, but it is futile to say anything now.
This time Yunling City was dominated by the Yuan family, but the Mo family did not do nothing.
Mo Wujing had already made arrangements, even if Yuan Feng and the others got something to gain, they would have to be cut off halfway in the end.
"Pass down the order to let Mo Gao and the others expand the search area, no matter whether the sea banquet is a star or not, they must first catch it!"
Mo Wujing groaned as he gave an order, and he heard him say: "Also, the arrest warrant was issued in the name of Wan Molin, saying... that human stars have entered the spirit world, and whoever can capture them alive will be rewarded by this year's Mo Wujing." Give him a place in the pool!"
"Great Mo Lao, isn't this reward too exaggerated for the number of ink pools?"
There was a bit of jealousy in the tone of the seventh-rank god emperor's strange spirit. You must know that even he has only entered the ink pond once. That place is simply a treasure for the cultivators of the Myriad Demon Forest.
"Exaggeration? It's just a place in the ink pool, no matter how important it is, can it be compared to Xueyue Jue?"
Mo Wujing glanced at the seventh-rank God Emperor lightly, and when he uttered the last sentence, the latter fell silent for an instant, and his heart was secretly filled with embarrassment, wondering if there was anything comparable to this thing?
"Mo Zhi, you need to take a long-term view. I know that the Er Mo Lao and the others are as powerful as a rainbow these days, but whoever can have the last laugh will be the biggest winner!"
It seemed that he knew what Mo Zhi, the seventh-rank God Emperor in front of him, was thinking. The Great Mo Lao didn't get angry, but explained something, which made Mo Zhi tremble, and quickly responded with respect.
"Don't worry, Mo Gao. Mo Gao is a fifth-rank god emperor, and he is not comparable to trash like Yuan Feng and the others. He will definitely be able to capture that sea banquet!"
Mo Zhi straightened his mentality. This time they were behind the oriole, so the arrangement was naturally more appropriate, but he didn't expect that the enemy was not the Yuan family, but the guy named Haiyan.
"Remember, it's only the stars that come to the spirit world, not Yun Xiao. On this point, the second devil's thoughts should coincide with mine, right?"
As if thinking of something, Mo Wujing raised his eyes and glanced in a certain direction, then suddenly smiled and said, "I really want to see what kind of expression Yuan Ding has on that old guy at this moment?"
Mo Zhi on the side laughed cooperatingly. In fact, he was also a little curious. This time the Yuan family had suffered such a big loss. Presumably that arrogant Ermo Lao couldn't laugh anymore, right?
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Wanmolin!
It is also the headquarters of Wanmolin, in a hall with white light soaring to the sky, the atmosphere is a little condensed at this moment.
None of the people at the bottom dared to speak, but the breath of an old man in white at the top was a little unstable.
"Asshole, Yuan Feng, what do they eat? My Wanmolin Yuanshi has been cultivating them for many years. Could it be that they are raising a bunch of trash?"
As the second demon elder of Wan Molin, Yuan Dingchong was not as calm as ever at this moment. Although he could still sit firmly in the chair, the anger in his mouth showed that he was indeed on the verge of a violent rage.
Compared with the great demon Lao Mo Wujing, Yuan Dingchong's strength is not much worse, but this city is undoubtedly worse, or his personality is more ostentatious.
This different personality also affected the lower classes of the two departments.
For example, when Motuo and Mojiang went to Zhan Lingyuan, they were extremely low-key, while Yuan Gu, Yuanming and others, including other strongmen of the Yuan family, were more or less high-key.
The position of the Second Demon Elder was achieved by Yuan Dingchong's punches and kicks. At that time, even the contemporary Demon Emperor praised him for daring to fight and rush, and he was the sharpest knife in Wanmolin.
Now that Yuan Dingchong is the second demon elder of Wanmo Lin, he doesn't need to solve many things by himself. For example, this time, he has great confidence in the three of Yuanfeng.
However, at this moment, what was placed in front of the second demon elder was a pile of broken spirit cards, which indicated that the four strong men sent by the Yuan family to Zhan Lingyuan this time all died by accident.
Let’s not talk about Yuan Cao, who only has a third-rank god emperor. The three of Yuan Feng are the fourth-rank god emperor powerhouses.
Now three of them died in one death, and they died so inexplicably, how could Yuan Dingchong not be angry?
He was not only angry with the three guys of Yuanfeng for not living up to expectations, but also hated that guy named Haiyan for not paying attention to the Wanmolin, and killing him as soon as he said he wanted to.
All kinds of anger were intertwined, and finally made him explode a little bit.
"Have you checked it out? Where did Haiyan come from?"
After venting a bit, Yuan Dingchong managed to calm down some of the anger in his heart, then raised his head, swept around the powerhouses of the Yuan family at the head, and asked coldly.
"It's said... It's said that it's the mandarin mandarin fish from Yanhai in the Zhanling River, but I don't know how he broke through to the fourth-rank God Emperor?"
One of the seventh-rank god emperors was courageous. It seems that he has inquired about the origin of the sea banquet, which is almost the same as the information obtained by Mo Zhi from the Mo family.
"It is said? Don't know?"
However, Yuan Dingchong's temper was not as good as Mo Wujing's. Hearing the words, he couldn't help asking a few questions, which made the seventh-rank emperor's face turn green and pale, but he didn't dare to say anything.
A third-rank God Emperor in Zhan Lingyuan, whoever has the heart to stare at him every day, if he breaks through to a fourth-rank God Emperor, he naturally has his own fortune.
As for what this kind of good fortune is, who can know without seeing it with his own eyes?
"Immediately send someone to capture Hai Yan, maybe he has something to do with Yun... Xingchen!"
Yuan Dingchong was able to sit in the seat of the Second Demon Elder, so naturally he wouldn't really be an idiot. Hearing what he said, many strong members of the Yuan family were moved in their hearts.
At this moment, a figure flickered at the entrance of the main hall, and then a sixth-rank emperor walked in quickly.
This made Yuan Dingchong, who was the leader, frowned, but he didn't say much, because he knew that he had arranged for the Mo family to monitor this.
"Second Demon Elder, there is a reward offered by the Great Demon Elder!"
Although everyone in the arena was his own people, the sixth-rank God Emperor did not lose respect for the Great Demon Elder, and when these words came out, all the spirits were a little curious and at the same time had some guesses.
"It's about the stars, and whoever can capture the stars alive will be rewarded with a place in the ink pool!"
The sixth-rank God Emperor did not neglect at all, and directly said the rewards offered by the Mo Clan. As soon as the words fell, all the powerhouses of the Yuan Clan and the first line took a breath of cold air.
"The ink pool is opened once a year, and only three spirits can be entered at a time. This old guy, Mo Wujing, has spent a lot of money this time!"
Sitting not far from Yuan Dingchong was the Three Demon Elders of Wanmo Forest. Although he was inferior in strength, he had no respect for the Great Demon Elder. He was quite shocked when he called him by his name.
Perhaps this is also the reason why the second demon old Yuan Dingchong dared to challenge the big demon old man. The combination of the second and third big demon old men is not much worse than the big demon old man.
Just like what the three demons said, the ink pond contributed a lot to the development of the Mo clan in these years, especially for some special spirits, as long as they can enter the ink pond, their cultivation can improve by leaps and bounds.
In the past, when there was no stalemate between the two departments, the Yuan family could rely on some opportunities to enter, but in recent decades, the big devil has controlled the ink pool, and the two sides have been in trouble. Enemy.
But even if the Yuan clan is not counted, there are countless spiritual cultivators on the Mo clan's side, queuing up to enter the ink pool, which is a chance to fly into the sky.
And the ink pool is not only useful for some immortals or low-level god emperors, even if it is a god emperor who has reached the seventh or eighth rank, soaking in the ink pool will have a lot of benefits.
None of them thought that this time, in order to capture the stars, Mo Wujing would be willing to spend so much money. Aren't they afraid that those Mo family members will make trouble?
"It should be the spot vacated by Medog!"
The other seventh-rank god emperor pondered for a moment, but he said a fact, which made all the spirits nod slightly. They have all heard what happened in the eighteenth district of Zhanlingyuan.
At that time, during the battle in the 18th district of Zhan Lingyuan, Yuan Ming was knocked down by the breakthrough stars, and Mo Tuo of the Mo clan seemed to be seriously injured, and whether he can recover is still a matter of debate.
The Wan Molin is very realistic. When you have value in cultivating, you will devote all your efforts to cultivating it, just like Medog in the past, who set a quota for Mochi early on.
At that time, Motuo made a bet with Na Genggu, saying that if he lost, he would give up this ink pool spot. Unexpectedly, he would not have to give up now. Motuo, who had lost his cultivation foundation, was directly deprived of this spot.
In this way, apart from Motuo himself, perhaps there is no other Mo family that will make trouble. It seems that Mo Wujing has also considered this level, and he is really scheming.
"Second Demon Elder, shall we also issue a reward order?"
The seventh-rank God Emperor who spoke earlier turned his head to look at Yuan Dingchong, who was the leader, and as soon as he said this, a smile appeared on the face of the second demon elder.
"What are you posting? Wouldn't it be nice to let those guys out of the limelight?"
Yuan Dingchong scolded with a smile, and then saw that all the spirits were puzzled, and then said: "Let's send someone to keep an eye on the guys from the Mo family. You don't understand the reason why the mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind you." ?”
As soon as this remark came out, all the spirits were heartbroken, secretly thinking that you are a big bastard, when did you understand the art of war?
But after thinking about it, Ermo Lao's method is really feasible. When the Mo family catches Xingchen, they must be escorted back to Wanmo Forest.
The journey is far away, who knows what will happen?
Thinking of this, all the powerhouses of the Yuan clan laughed, which also made the old face of the second devil in the head look smug. Who said that this devil is always big and rough?