night.

The bright moon was covered by dark clouds, and the fields were pitch black, and I couldn't see my five fingers.

The candle is dim.

Inside a luxurious golden tent.

Two tall figures wearing red armor, one on the left and one on the right, sat on the jade-like chairs made of snow-white beast bones.

Below the two, several old white-haired men dressed in beasts stood respectfully.

"Wow, wow, wow, wow? (I just said, can you understand what I said?)" said the red-armored man on the left.

"Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu(Listen to the general's order!)" The old man in the white-haired voiced respectfully.

"Wow, wow. (Very good. I will have some details to explain next, please listen to it." said the red-armored man on the left.

Upon hearing this, several old men hurriedly bowed their heads respectfully and listened carefully.

...

This side.

Mo Yun and the others took advantage of the night to successfully sneak into an unknown intermediate tribe.

A moment later, under the superb stealth skills, Mo Yun led Wang Wudi to quietly come to a round blue tent.

A series of green light emitted from the tent, carrying a strange pressure.

Mo Yun could sense that the blue light they saw outside that enveloped the entire tribe was from the tent in front of him.

In other words, it comes from the spiritual objects enshrined in the round tent in front of you.

rustle--

A slight rustling sound came out, and Mo Yun's expression condensed, and he pulled Wang Wudi to hide behind a huge rock.

"Shh—" Mo Yun made a gesture of banning voice.

Wang Wudi nodded and quickly restrained his breath.

In the past few days, under Mo Yun's guidance, Wang Wudi's strength has improved rapidly, and his breath-catching technique has also improved significantly compared to before.

At this time, a team of people with strong auras appeared quickly, and the leader stared at the four fields with his eyes wide open, looking at the fourth field seriously, with a slightly condensed expression.

Finally, he shook his head, waved his hand, and led the team to continue patrol.

But this time, they became more alert.

Mo Yun calmed down, looked at Wang Wudi, pointed at him, then pointed to the ground, then pointed at himself, and finally pointed to the tent.

(You are waiting here and help me watch the wind.)

Wang Wudi nodded, showing that he understood and made a gesture of ok.

Two years ago, they often cooperated, and there was still this kind of tacit understanding.

Mo Yun calmed down, his figure flashed, and quietly passed the patrol team, flashed into the blue tent, and put the guards on the ground in a few seconds.

There was no sound in the whole process.

Wang Wudi looked at Mo Yun's ghostly figure in amazement.

This kid's speed is terrible!

The breath-catching technique is terrifyingly powerful. At such a close distance, he was not discovered by the patrol team?

Wang Wudi could sense that the patrol team in front of him was all fifth-grade masters, and the man in charge was even a sixth-grade master.

Faced with such a lineup, Wang Wudi almost thought that he was going to make a comeback, and thought to himself whether he had to sacrifice to lure away this team of people.

But unexpectedly, Mo Yun let go without saying a word.

This kid has been studying these things for the past two years?

Wang Wudi remembered clearly that Mo Yun did not know these things before.

But now...

It’s really great to teach the great master!

What a pervert!

Wang Wudi was a little hit.

"But fortunately, his cultivation level is still normal."

Wang Wudi shook his head and comforted himself in his heart.

...

In the tent, Mo Yun raised his head and saw a bead floating in the air, emitting a dazzling green light, the size of a baby's fist.

"Is this thing the spiritual creature of this tribe?"

"What pure and surging energy, the energy intensity is more than a hundred times stronger than the blue scale stone dug that day."

"No, right, this thing seems to be able to absorb the energy of the scattered world, incorporate it into one's own body, purify it, and release it."

"It's a bit amazing. This thing is simply the spirit gathering array in the immortal cultivation novel. No wonder Wang Wudi said that with this thing, the tribe's combat power can be greatly improved."

Whether it was a blue scale stone or a spiritual object, Mo Yun was in contact with it for the first time and was immediately surprised.

After calming down, he did not delay much. He flashed forward, stretched out his hand and forced the bead down.

But soon, Mo Yun frowned.

The moment his hand touched the bead, the blue light instantly converged.

But this is not the point.

The point is that he instantly sensed that there were two extremely powerful auras about a thousand meters away.

What's going on?

Why didn’t you sense these two auras before?

Mo Yun looked down at the bead on the palm of his hand, and looked stunned. He immediately understood and quickly took it into the ring.

This bead can interfere with the spirit without realizing it, greatly weakening Mo Yun's perception.

Thinking of this, Mo Yun did not hesitate and immediately flashed out of the tent and came to Wang Wudi's side again.

"Old Wang, go quickly, we may be exposed."

After saying that, Mo Yun stood up and took Wang Wudi toward the periphery of the tribe.

“Wow!”

The patrol team heard the noise and quickly chased after him.

At the same time, the two red-armored men in the golden tent changed their faces at the same time, showing their shocked faces, and looked at the old men.

Several old men looked at me, and I looked at you, all of them were confused.

"Well, your tribe is stolen, and the enemy is invading!" The big man on the left looked gloomy.

"Woo wow wow wow wow wow? (What to do?)" the big man on the right asked with a dark face.

"Hum!(Chasing!)" The man on the left snorted a syllable coldly, and his figure flashed and rushed out.

"Hum!" The big man on the right snorted coldly and followed, leaving behind a confused old tribe.

...

On this side, Mo Yun had just taken a few steps and his brows frowned again.

"What's wrong?" Wang Wudi was surprised.

"Two big guys are chasing me." Mo Yun whispered.

"Is it very strong?" Wang Wudi was puzzled. He found that Mo Yun's expression was not right.

"The breath is stronger than Gu Shuiyue." Mo Yun said.

"Damn! The eighth-grade master?" Wang Wudi's pupils shrank.

"Two." Mo Yun said.

"Grass!" Wang Wudi was confused: "How could there be an eighth-grade grandmaster in such a place?"

In his perception, the eighth-grade master only exists in 12 cities in the underground cave.

Mo Yun stopped talking and rushed to the road with all his might.

As soon as he rushed out of the tribe, his face darkened and he quickly said, "You go find Gu Shuiyue, even if you lose, she can save your life."

"Where are you?" Wang Wudi's expression changed.

"I'll go in another direction." Mo Yun said.

"No, it's too dangerous!" Wang Wudi dared not agree.

Mo Yun's actions undoubtedly meant to use his life to give him a chance to survive.
To be continued...