Su Moyu didn't know biluozong's mind, but continued to gallop back and forth in the whole daze along the direction calculated by himself on the map.

Because of his teleportation ability, Su Moyu has an absolute advantage in daze.

After a day and a night of continuous running, he almost ran a hundred thousand li daze, saw the divine light, one after another from the depths of daze, fell in different directions, and everyone in daze began to realize that something would happen.

In a swamp, a pair of middle-aged people with the same appearance looked surprised at the light across the sky, and then turned their eyes to the center of daze.

On a loess slope thousands of miles away, a drunken man with dishevelled hair waved to stop the dozens of disciples following him. After a little meditation, he turned and walked towards the center of daze.

In the air at the southern end of daze, the people of xuanjianzong, led by the seventh day of the lunar new year, looked at the direction of the disappearance of the divine light and made the same choice after a little discussion.

In a valley not far away from them, Xiong Shiwu reached out and smashed the head of a cave hell master, and then focused his eyes on the center of daze.

"Are we all together? That's good. It's convenient to kill!" he said, and he also flew in the direction of the center of daze.

In the whole daze, Su Moyu is almost the only one who is still running around the periphery.

Others rushed to the depths of daze.

Because their judgments are generally similar, if there is a secret treasure in daze, it must be on the Yin and Yang eyes of the eight trigrams array.

Su Moyu naturally guessed this, but the most important purpose of his trip was not a secret treasure, but these corpse Qi.

What's more, just looking at the style of these gossip stone tablets, you can guess that the secret treasure is not easy to take.

In addition, there are many strength competitions in daze. Even if someone takes the secret treasure, it is impossible to break out of the siege in a short time.

With his current speed, even after collecting all the corpse Qi, he can catch up in time.

When the next day's sunshine passed through the miasma, Su Moyu, who had been running all night, finally came to the last stone tablet.

In one night's time, Yu Xiangyang, who was taken by him, had also recovered his mind.

At first, he planned to resist, but with a little action, Su Moyu would give him a hard blow on his head without hesitation. After several times, Yu Xiangyang was completely honest.

But until now, he has no idea why the guy in front of him imprisoned himself.

After pulling out the shadow monument outside, the last corpse Qi rose into the sky. Su Moyu stood the death flag in front of him and let those corpse Qi pour into the flag.

Looking at this amazing scene in front of him, Yu Xiangyang was suddenly shocked. Although his cultivation time was short, he also had some insight.

He recognized that the corpse Qi was extremely poisonous. Even now, if he was infected too much, he would die on the spot.

However, the strange guy in front of him can collect the corpse Qi in this way, which is a little scary.

"Predecessor..." shout to this guy who beat himself into a pig's head. Yu Xiangyang is still not used to it.

Hearing Yu Xiangyang's opening, Su Moyu slowly turned his head and asked coldly, "why? Are you willing to talk?"

Yu Xiangyang looked annoyed, but at last he recovered his calm and asked, "elder, who are you? Why are you holding me?"

Su Moyu glanced at him and said coldly, "I won't tell you who I am for the time being. You will naturally know in the future. As for why I caught you, the reason is very simple, because I don't like you!"

This reason, however, sounds far fetched.

But Yu Xiangyang was patient and asked, "I don't know what the elder said is not pleasing to the eye. Where is it?"

Su Mo Yu Bai glanced at him and said with a smile, "first, you are too cold-blooded and bloodthirsty. Generally speaking, cold-blooded is not a bad thing in the cultivation world, but bloodthirsty is different. It is said that cultivation is a process of self-cultivation against the sky, but in this process, killing and looting are too heavy, but it is definitely not a good thing."

Yu Xiangyang generally understood what Su Moyu said.

Because of these words, his master often spoke to him, but he always disagreed.

"Elder, do you mean to say that killing and looting is too heavy, which will lead to heaven's punishment and lead to the failure of looting? I think you are too worried. With my cultivation talent, even the strongest heaven's looting may not be able to win me!"

When he said these words, there was a proud look in Xiangyang's eyes.

Indeed, in the eyes of many people, he has enough qualifications to be proud.

After four years of cultivation, he entered the cave hell realm, and his overall strength is stronger than ordinary experts in the cave hell realm. He is really proud.

But in Su Moyu's eyes, this is not the case.

"The second reason why I think you are unhappy is this. You are obviously stupid, but you think you are right. I can catch a lot of your cultivation talent. What can I be proud of?" Su Moyu snorted.

Hearing this, Yu Xiangyang was stunned.

After four years of cultivation, he has absolute confidence in his cultivation talent.

Many times, he thinks he is the most gifted person in the world. It is precisely because of this thought that he has developed such a character.

Now, listening to Su Moyu belittle his talent, he was afraid of Su Moyu and couldn't help choking: "Oh? In that case, why are you only higher than me at such an old age?"

In his opinion, Su Moyu must be an old guy with white hair and who has lived for hundreds or thousands of years. But such an old guy, that is, returning to the yuan, seems to have nothing to be proud of.

Su Moyu looked back at him and said, "how do you know that I must be older than you?"

At this question, Yu Xiangyang was stunned. After hesitating for a long time, he frowned and said, "isn't it clear at a glance?"

Su Moyu shook his head and ignored him. He slowly said, "you will naturally know about me in the future. However, if you don't talk about me first, you will say that there are many people with talent above you in your xuanjian sect."

Yu Xiangyang was even more dissatisfied with this. He had lived in xuanjianzong for four years. Naturally, he knew the cultivation speed of his fellow disciples like the back of his hand. He didn't see that person. He was above himself.

"Who are you talking about, elder?" Yu Xiangyang asked.

Su Moyu snorted and said, "no matter others, the first disciple of xinjianliu's seventh day is only a line higher than you in the realm, but there is a style of everyone in her swordsmanship. If she presses the realm like you, do you have a chance of winning?"

Yu Xiangyang frowned. On the seventh day of the ninth lunar new year, he is the absolute strongest among the third generation disciples of xuanjianzong. Although he has not tried, he also knows that he is not an opponent.

"But senior sister of the seventh day of junior high school is dozens of years older than me. I can't beat her now, but not in the future!" Yu Xiangyang said.

Su Moyu smiled and said, "don't mention her. Jiang Qingwen is only a few years older than you. Have you won her?"

Yu Xiangyang's face sank like water. After thinking for a long time, he said, "but her cultivation speed is still not as fast as me."

Su Moyu sneered again and said, "more than four years ago, in your xuanjian sect, there was a female factotum who knew her own skills without a teacher and had a good command of digital swordsmanship. Can you compare this talent?"

The man Su Moyu said is naturally ya'er.

Yu Xiangyang glanced and said, "I've heard of the man you said. But she and the traitor Su Moyu haven't appeared in Yunzhou for four years. If I really meet them, I really want to compete with them."

Su Moyu disdained and said, "I'm afraid she'll beat you every minute. She can't even recognize your mother."

Yu Xiangyang's face was slightly angry and said, "master, it's all people who are not in front of me. If you have the ability, do you really find someone who is the same age as me and more talented than me?"

Su Moyu glanced at him and said leisurely, "well, I have a little maid, about a few years younger than you. If you can defeat him, I will admit that you are more talented. How about that?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiangyang looked unhappy and said, "maid? Elder, do you look down on me too much?"

Su Moyu looked at him, sneered and said, "you'd better wait until you win her."

At this time, the last wisp of corpse gas was also included in the flag by the dead flag.

For a moment, there was another earth shaking, followed by a divine light, which came from the depths of daze, and the last eight trigrams quilt rose slowly.

Almost at the same time, within the whole daze, everyone heard a voice. The feeling of that voice was like a dusty door that had been pushed open for countless years.