Chapter 1673 Alarming the Temple

You should know that the spiritual vein is not only the foundation of maintaining a race, but also the foundation of maintaining a world!

Imagine what will happen if all the spiritual veins in the Holy Realm are destroyed?

At that time, whether it is a fierce beast or a human cultivator, they will gradually grow old and die like mortals.

Until the end, there will be no more cultivators in the entire Holy Realm, only mortals.

This is not alarmist, it is a fact!

Therefore, although there is no explicit regulation, it is forbidden to destroy spiritual veins no matter what continent!

You can rob, you can take it for yourself, but you are not allowed to destroy it, otherwise once the world knows it, you will become a public enemy!

And Wu Tian collects spiritual veins just to destroy them, how can Ling Chenye not worry? Not afraid?

But just when he was about to refuse, Wu Tian said only one sentence, and he immediately stayed honest!

The content of this sentence is; if you don’t lead the way, I will forcefully read your memory!

The consequences of forcibly reading memories, as long as a cultivator knows, Ling Chenye’s strength is not as good as Wu Tian, ​​how dare he resist?

He only hated himself now, why did he take the initiative to provoke this devil?

It's easy to get on the pirate ship, but it's hard to get off!

Helplessly, he could only take Wu Tian to the major first-class races.

In fifty years, they visited six first-class races in total and captured twenty god-level spirit veins.

Similarly, these six first-class races disappeared in the long river of history.

Of course, it was Wu Tian who made the move, and the resources and treasures of the six first-class races also went into his pocket, while Ling Chenye, who led the way, didn't get a single hair, which made him quite unhappy and complained a lot.

However, the destruction of the Seven Killings War Clan, the Blood Refining War Clan, and the other six war clans attracted the attention of those who were interested.

Hundreds of people gathered in a certain hall.

"Who do you think is so lawless that he destroyed eight first-class war clans in a row?"

"It's really hard to say. Maybe these eight war clans offended someone."

"No, no, how could eight war clans offend one person at the same time? This possibility is unreliable."

"Apart from this possibility, what else can explain it clearly?"

"I heard that none of the members of these eight war clans were spared. Such cruel means would be difficult to achieve unless there was a blood feud."

"That's strange. Could it be that these eight war clans really offended the same person?"

In the hall, the voices of the people were boiling and noisy.

Suddenly, a big man in black came to the door of the hall, followed by a young man in purple.

Someone immediately said, "The leader of the Holy Soul War Clan is here, everyone be quiet."

The hall fell silent immediately, and everyone looked at the black-clothed man outside the hall, bowed and said, "Meet the Holy Soul Clan Leader."

"Dear clan leaders, we are old friends for many years, so don't be so polite."

The black-clothed man laughed and strode into the hall. He walked among the crowd and greeted the people on both sides in a friendly manner.

The purple-clothed young man behind him was silent.

The black-clothed man walked all the way to the main seat in front and stopped. After turning around, he did not sit down. He looked at the purple-clothed young man next to him and smiled, "Mr. Mo, please sit down."

From his smile, you can see a hint of flattery.

Seeing this, hundreds of people below couldn't help but look at the purple-clothed young man in confusion, secretly guessing his identity.

The purple-clothed young man smiled and said, "Leader of the Holy Soul Clan, I am just a junior and a guest. I cannot take over the host. I think I will sit here."

The purple-clothed young man walked to a chair below and sat on it. He had an extraordinary temperament.

The Holy Soul Clan leader was silent for a while, nodded and smiled at the purple-clothed young man, then sat on the main seat, glanced at the hundreds of people below, and smiled: "Let me introduce you to this Mr. Mo, named Mo Yuyang, an envoy sent by the Holy Temple."

"An envoy sent by the Holy Temple?"

Everyone was slightly stunned, and immediately bowed and said: "Hello, Mr. Mo."

Mo Yuyang had a friendly smile on his face and smiled: "Everyone, please don't be polite, please sit down quickly."

Everyone bowed to Mo Yuyang and sat down in their seats one by one.

The patriarch of the Holy Soul War Clan glanced at the whole audience with a smile, and finally his eyes fell on Mo Yuyang.

At this moment, his smile faded and was replaced by seriousness. He said in a deep voice: "Mr. Mo, please tell us everything you know."

"Of course."

Mo Yuyang nodded, stood up and waved his hand, and his divine power burst out, condensing a shadow.

Everyone looked at it and saw that the shadow was wearing a blood-red mask, long snow-white hair, and a white gown. He was about seven feet tall and quite thin, giving people a very mysterious feeling.

Yes, this is Wu Tian's shadow!

Mo Yuyang scanned the whole audience and pointed at the shadow and said: "I guess everyone is guessing who destroyed the eight first-class races? I will tell you now that this murderer is him."

"He?"

Everyone frowned, with some doubts in their eyes.

Mo Yuyang waved his hand, and the shadow in the void immediately dissipated, and then said: "Are you wondering why eight first-class races would alarm the temple?"

Everyone nodded.

Mo Yuyang said: "At first, our temple didn't pay much attention to it, but ten years ago, we accidentally discovered that this person destroyed these eight first-class races, not for revenge, nor to snatch treasures."

Someone asked impatiently: "What is that for?"

Mo Yuyang returned to his seat, his eyes flashed coldly, and he said, "He is trying to steal the spiritual veins."

"Stealing spiritual veins?"

Everyone was stunned.

Someone said: "Master Mo, I'm sorry to be blunt, but snatching spiritual veins is not a big deal. Why would the temple intervene?"

Mo Yuyang said: "If it is just a simple matter of robbing the spiritual veins, of course our temple will not care about it, but this person's robbing of the spiritual veins is to destroy the spiritual veins!"

"What?"

"He actually wants to destroy the spiritual veins?"

"Don't he know the importance of spiritual veins to us cultivators?"

"Don't he know that destroying spiritual veins will make him a public enemy?"

Everyone was astonished and looked in disbelief.

"Of course he knows the importance of spiritual veins. He will become a public enemy. Of course he also knows."

Mo Yuyang smiled faintly and continued: "According to our investigation, this person destroyed the spiritual veins in order to absorb the energy of the spiritual veins, thus allowing him to accelerate his breakthrough."

Someone asked: "What's the proof?"

Mo Yuyang said: "It is said that two hundred and fifty years ago, this person had stolen two spiritual veins from the Mingwang War Clan. We also went to the Mingwang War Clan to investigate in person. The elders of the Mingwang War Clan told us that at that time this person Not long after the person stole the spiritual veins, he destroyed the two spiritual veins, absorbed all the energy, and then began to transcend the tribulation. Many people witnessed this scene with their own eyes. "

"This man deserves to die!"

"It's just a bastard!"

"Master Mo, this person must be eradicated as soon as possible, otherwise more spiritual veins will be harmed by him."

Everyone was furious and filled with righteous indignation, as if they wanted to skin Wutian and cramp him.

The leader of the Holy Soul Clan asked: "Master Mo, how strong is this person? What is his identity?"

Mo Yuyang shook his head and said: "As you can see, this person has been wearing a mask. No one has seen his true face so far, so his identity is unknown. As for his strength, we haven't found out yet, but according to Based on his behavior, our temple infers that he should be a god of ten tribulations.”

The leader of the Holy Soul Clan frowned and said, "What if it's a supreme being?"

Mo Yuyang smiled lightly and said: "It's impossible. If he were the Supreme, he wouldn't attack the Mingwang War Clan. After all, the Mingwang War Clan is only a second-class race, and it is said that he only had nine divine tribulations at that time, while the Supreme was Eighteen paths, it can be seen that he is at most a ten-kalpa god."

The leader of the Holy Soul Clan said: "In this case, as long as we join forces, it will not be difficult to eradicate him."

Mo Yuyang said: "Don't be underestimated. He can continuously destroy eight first-class races including the Seven Kills War Clan. He can also destroy you. And I heard that his Divine Tribulation is blood red. I believe you all know that these people are desperadoes who use any means to achieve their goals. If you dare to be careless, the Seven Kills War Clan will follow in your footsteps. "

"The bloody divine calamity!"

"No wonder he did such crazy things!"

"I think this man has become possessed by a demon. It is imperative to kill him!"

Everyone's eyes were filled with intense murderous intent!

Mo Yuyang said: "This is why our temple has to come forward in person. You only need to be responsible for asking for information about him. We will leave the rest to our temple."

"yes!"

Everyone responded respectfully.

Mo Yuyang waved his hand and said, "Go ahead. I will know his whereabouts within ten years."

"Master Mo, take your leave!"

"Chief of the Holy Soul Clan, farewell!"

Hundreds of people got up and left quickly.

Soon, only Mo Yuyang, the leader of the Holy Soul Clan, was left in the hall.

The leader of the Holy Soul Clan stood up, came to Mo Yuyang, and said with a smile: "This time Mr. Mo brought someone here, it must be a lie to kill this person, but it is true to let this person submit to the temple!"

"You old fox, I really can't hide anything from you."

Mo Yuyang looked at the Holy Soul Clan Leader with disdain, nodded and said: "You are right. Although this person has committed a heinous crime, he is exactly the talent our temple needs. But this time I will lead the team, and everything is said by me. The final decision is whether to keep him or not, it depends on his performance.”

At the end of the sentence, Mo Yuyang couldn't help but sneer.

"Of course, if he doesn't know what's going on, what's the harm in killing him directly?"

The leader of the Holy Soul Clan immediately flattered him, which Mo Yuyang enjoyed quite a bit.

The leader of the Holy Soul Clan said with a flattering smile: "Master Mo, I wonder if there is any news about the matter I entrusted you with last time?"

"Don't worry, I have told the senior officials of the temple about this, and they have also expressed their opinion that your young master is very talented. He has entered the Nine Tribulations Gods at a young age. If he can enter the Ten Tribulations Gods in the next thousand years, he will Bring your noble son into the temple as a key training target.”

Speaking of this, Mo Yuyang frowned slightly and said, "But I'm very surprised. Isn't your Holy Soul War Clan a branch of the Tiandu War Clan? Why didn't you go directly to the Tiandu War Clan for help? Instead, you came to me? After all, the Tiandu War Clan is a race of kings, and it is much easier for them to let someone enter the temple than it is for me.”

"Well, to be honest, Mr. Mo, I haven't approached the Tiandu War Clan, but they made a request that my son must break away from the Holy Soul War Clan before they would help. It took a lot of effort for me to cultivate such a capable person. How could my son be given to them for free?”

The leader of the Holy Soul Clan sighed deeply, full of helplessness and some indignation.

Mo Yuyang sneered: "So that's how it is. This Tiandu War Clan, I have to say, really knows how to sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor."

The Holy Soul Clan leader snorted: "Not only sitting back and enjoying the fruits of others' labor, they are simply arrogant and domineering. I don't believe that without them, my son can't enter the temple!"

After speaking, a trace of flattery quickly appeared on his face, and he smiled flatteringly: "Mr. Mo, you left too quickly last time, and I didn't have time to thank you. Today you must stay, let me do my best to be a host and repay your kindness, please!"

"The clan leader has invited me so kindly. If I still refuse, wouldn't it make me look arrogant and conceited? Besides, I am also looking forward to it. How are you going to repay me? Let's go!"

Mo Yuyang smiled faintly, stood up and walked out of the temple.

The Holy Soul Clan leader followed closely behind.