The dark golden hull is engraved with cumbersome and dense runes on the surface, and the style is simple but simple and elegant, which is obviously extraordinary. Although it is only three feet in size and does not have overlapping space inside, the speed of flight is extremely satisfactory.

Mo Yu stood on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back, frowned slightly, and his face looked a little dim.

Xingcai stood aside with a nervous look on his face, hesitated for a long time, and said, "Master, when the slave got this ship, he modified it and removed the useless internal folding space. If you are not satisfied, I will repair it now."

"No." Mo Yu said lightly, "I want to be alone, you can go down."

It was confirmed that Mo Yu's gloomy expression was not caused by him, Xingcai breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to leave immediately, so as not to touch the evil star's brow and ask for trouble.

He bowed and turned around and retreated in a hurry.

Mo Yu looked at the void ahead, the stars shining in the darkness, sighed, but his brows couldn't help but frowned tighter and tighter.

It was just because after breaking through the divine realm, his connection with the queen ant suddenly became weakened, as if he was forcibly blocked by some kind of force, leaving only the last faint trace.

This incident made him feel extremely bad.

"I hope nothing happens."

The whispered in his mouth, Mo Yu's face became colder and colder.

...

One stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves.

The order to chase and kill hundreds of barbarians is released!

For a time, the originally unknown secret realm of Xiao Luotian attracted a lot of attention, and countless monks attracted by the high rewards rushed to this star field.

The direct descendants of Baiman Sect were killed and lost with their treasures. The Qingyuan Zhanjun took action, and the ancestor of Baiman Sect was furious... Each of the rumors was enough to attract attention.

A storm has taken shape, and it will explode when the right time comes.

...

Haoyang Sect.

In the important area of ​​the ancestral temple, twenty-three powerful elders gathered in the Elders' House, but none of them spoke, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

First, Gymzihe looked gloomy and looked cold and looked cold. "Today, we called you to come, which is about the order to chase and kill hundreds of barbarians. This matter is of great importance and involves the honor, disgrace, rise and fall of our sect. After leaving here, no one shall mention it to the outside world, otherwise the sect rules will be severely punished! The specific matters will be explained to everyone by the third elder Zhang Huan."

When the elders in the hall heard this, their faces changed.

The first person on the right side, Zhang Huan stood up and bowed, and then he spoke slowly, "Everyone should know that the Baiman Sect recently issued a Baiman pursuit order to hunt down the Baiman Secret Realm, chasing Xiao Luotian Secret Realm, and killing the direct bloodline cultivators of his sect. After verification by all parties, the sect leader and the great elder suspected that this person was Mo Yu who was sent by our sect to the five!"

"What!"

"This is actually happening!"

"Oh no, if I can't handle it well, I'm afraid that my Haoyang Sect will also be implicated."

"Damn it, how could this happen!"

The noise of shock, anger, and noise suddenly rang out.

"Silent!" Zhang Huan shouted softly, and then he slowly said: "This matter is indeed dangerous, but if it is handled properly, it may not be an opportunity to help my Haoyang Sect reach the peak!"

"What does the third elder mean?" an elder spoke in confusion.

He Ming looked plain and suddenly said, "I, Haoyang Sect, took action, captured Mo Yu, and handed him over to Baiman Sect to give him a loss. He could defeat his merits and demerits. Taking this opportunity, he might also get the recognition and support of Baiman Sect."

"Yes." Jiangzihe focused his focus, "The matter is right now. Should we hide this matter and pray that we will not be discovered by Baiman Sect, or actively deal with the capture of Mo Yu? How to choose will be decided by the elders."

"This time involves major issues. Please consider it clearly before making a decision."

The hall was quiet, and the elders on both sides looked mostly in a state of tranquility, and they were obviously thinking about this.

Soon, another elder spoke, "As the Great Elder said, capturing Mo Yu is indeed an excellent choice, but the problem is that this person is now unknown and we cannot find his whereabouts, so how can we talk about arresting him?"

"I and the sect leader have been prepared for this matter. As long as Mo Yu is still in the nearby star field, he will definitely take the bait. Even if it doesn't work, it will not cause doubt. It just treats it as a try." Jiang Zihe spoke lightly.

"Since the Great Elder spoke like this, I have no objection."

"agree!"

"agree!"

"agree!"

...

On Jiangzihe's old face, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed endlessly.

Mo Yu, if you dare to be slick in front of you, let’s see if you can escape this time!

...

A nebula composed of thick dust on the edge rotates quietly in the void of the realm.

A small boat full of dark golden color roared into it at this moment and soon disappeared.

Most of the day later.

In a blank space in the nebula, the star fragments are burning, and the light emitted illuminates the place.

On the dozen or so meteorites surrounding the rotating, one of them had obvious traces of transformation. Two figures stood quietly in front of the magnificent hall.

The leader was wearing a black robe, with a very cold expression. His dark eyes were even more stern as ice, revealing endless sharpness.

This man is Mo Yu.

Behind him, Xingcai lowered his head tightly, and his heart was beating wildly. He didn't know what happened, but this evil star looked like when he came here, but his intuition told him that it would be better not to speak now, otherwise there would be big trouble.

"Don't vent my anger, don't vent my anger..."

He murmured silently in his heart.

At this moment, Mo Yu suddenly took a step forward, walked towards the main hall, and entered the back hall.

But here is empty and all traces of the queen ant have disappeared.

At the same time, what disappeared was the trace of connection between his soul and the queen.

He didn't want to know what this meant, nor did he want to think about it, but he was still involuntarily gloomy.

The longer the time passed, the colder and more fierce the aura around him became, and his expression became even more gloomy and terrifying.

After a long time, he let out a gentle breath, forced himself to calm down, and whispered: "What happened, why did the queen ant disappear, and where did she go?"

The sound was low and dull, but the murderous intent revealed in it made the temperature of the surrounding space drop wildly at this moment, and icy pieces condensed and slowly fell to the ground.

"Haoyang Sect!"

The tone of voice became a little more intense, as if it was a sure thing, but it seemed like it was an answer to myself.

A light suddenly flashed through his eyes, like a thunder in the darkness.

Suddenly turning around, Mo Yu walked out and left the hall.

"Promote wealth!"

"Slave is here!" He looked thin and slave-like and cautious and flattering, and his head was so low that he could not be lowered any more.

"Catch the boat, Haoyang Sect!"

Among the simple five words, Xingcai smelled the extremely rich and bloody smell. His body trembled and did not dare to delay at all. He waved his sleeves and flashed his light, and the dark golden boat appeared in front of him.

Swish-

The two of them were in, and the hull runes lit up, and the boat roared out, leaving no trace in a blink of an eye.

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Chapter completed!