Mo asked the way he was in a hurry now, and it really looked like a meteor.

"It still feels like it's been used incorrectly!"

Mo Wenwen felt that he seemed to have used the wrong weapon.

It's just a feeling, and there's no evidence that he's just using it wrong.

His more important question now was how to deal with other strengths after considering the place of trials.

The Chihai Sect agreed to Mo Wendao's request, and whether to do it or not is a question.

If the Treasure Pavilion, the Ancient Sword Sect, and the Xuanyue Sect, these three forces, united with other first-grade sects, it would be a troublesome matter.

Mo Wenwen is not afraid of them, but he also does not want to deal with so many troubles.

"Alas!"

Mo didn't expect that there were so many worries.

When his strength is not enough, he can only be hunted down, and now his strength is not afraid of the three major forces, but he does not have enough time.

If there is enough time, Mo Wendao is sure that he can make the three major forces disappear in this one interface.

The day has passed!

Mo Wendao stepped into, the last 100,000 li of the land of trial, as long as he passed through these 100,000 li, it would be the land of trial.

However, Mo asked no, seeing that there was some force, waiting for him in ambush on the road, making him waste his energy to guard against a sneak attack.

Ninety thousand miles!

Eighty thousand miles!

......

In Mo Wendao's induction, Dongfang Danzun and them had already been discovered.

In an open space, a large number of people gathered and divided into camps.

And Dongfang Danzun and them seem to be arguing with other forces about something.

The next moment.

A sword light landed on Dongfang Danzun, the camp where he was.

"Who?"

"Fence it off!"

......

On Dongfang Danzun's side, many people surrounded this sword light.

The sword light dissipated, and a voice was heard.

"It's so lively here!"

Mo asked, appearing in front of everyone.

He saw that not far away, the passage was still open, and he knew that the place of trial had not yet closed.

"I knew you kid was coming!"

Dongfang Danzun stepped forward with a look of surprise.

Let those who surrounded Mo ask all to leave.

And a new group of people surrounded Mo Wendao, a lot more than the people just now.

"Grandson, you're finally here!"

Mo asked, hearing his grandfather's hearty voice.

"Brother Mo is finally here!"

"Apprentice, I'm really in a hurry!"

......

A lot of Mo asked a familiar voice, greeting him.

What Mo asked was more joyful, and he was quite happy that he could come back.

"Can you tell me how long the Trials Ground will be closed?"

Mo asked the question first.

He rushed here because he was worried that time was running out, so he first figured out how long it was left, and the trial site was closed, so as not to have enough time.

It's rare to see each other once, Mo Wenwen also wants to explain things slowly, but he has to distinguish the priorities of things, and it's not good to delay major events.

"Three hours to go!"

Murong Ding asked the others not to speak.

Mo asked should be needed, understand the situation here, it is better for one person to say, and if a bunch of people say it together, it will be a mess, which is not a good thing.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the development of the matter was all finished.

Mo Wenwen left, these days, the three major forces have also made a move against Dongfang Danzun, and both sides have paid a certain price.

But Mo Wenwen, who has not appeared, is what they are most worried about, and now that they are back, they are relieved.

Due to the existence of their own allies on both sides, as well as some neutral forces, the Danzong where Dongfang Danzun is located is in a disadvantage, but it is not too miserable.

"I won't say much about the rest!"

Mo asked, no nonsense.

What he lacks most now is time, and it is the most legitimate thing to distribute everything to other people first.

The flying celestial weapon was handed over to Murong Ding, as well as many spiritual weapons, pills, and materials, all of which Murong Ding needed, his strength was very strong, but he had a family, and these things could give Murong Ding a lot of worries.

"Where did you get this heavenly artifact?"

Murong Ding looked at Mo in surprise and asked.

This kind of flying celestial weapon is very rare, except for every first-grade sect, there are so many pieces, it is very difficult to obtain.

"Sent by the Treasure Pavilion!"

Mo asked, lightly stating the origin of the celestial artifact.

Counting it up, this piece of heavenly artifact can also be said to be given to him by the Treasure Pavilion.

Mo asked, and then handed over a large number of materials to Dongfang Danzun, and specially instructed that the pills refined from the materials were also shared by others.

"It's going to crush my old bones!"

Dongfang Danzun smiled bitterly.

Mo Wenwen asked for the materials given, not ordinarily much, it can be said that there are so many more than the current Danzong inventory combined.

"It's okay if you don't want it!"

Mo asked, stretched out his hand and signaled that he could return it to him.

Most of the materials he brought back were overseas materials, and a small part were materials from the Treasure Pavilion, and he knew that Dongfang Danzun would not give up these materials.

"How can I give it back to you, it's the Danfang of these materials?"

Dongfang Danzun put things away.

There is nothing wrong with the materials, but these materials are rarely used by him, and if he wants to make these materials become pills, he needs to pay not ordinarily large.

It takes a lot of time and effort to turn unfamiliar materials into pills that can be taken.

"These books are for you!"

Mo asked, handing over the information he had gathered.

He went out for a trip, and the harvest was great, and after getting the book he handed over, Dongfang Danzun was satisfied, and accepted Mo Wendao's exploitation.

"These are for you!"

Mo asked what Cheng Suling's sister and brother were those poisons and the poison of the Sea Beast Clan.

The heirs of the Poison King Valley should be able to give full play to the greatest value of these things, and Mo Wenwen specially prepared them for their sisters and brothers.

"Sister, these are all good things!"

Cheng Xing couldn't stop laughing.

He is not so repulsed by poison these days, and he has obtained so many good things, so he said it casually.

"Thank you, Brother Mo!"

Cheng Suling glared at her brother.

Mo Wenwen just smiled and continued to take out things for his master, no matter what, his master's help to him was quite great, although many times his master was not very reliable.

"Good apprentice!"

The Venerable Lost didn't know what to say.

After accepting Mo asked, such an apprentice is the proudest thing in his life.

"Grandpa, these are for you!"

Mo asked, and took out the last thing.

The things he assigned were all prepared, and he didn't give the worst to his grandfather.

"He is worthy of being a good grandson of my emperor's pride!"

Huang Fuao took what Mo asked for him.

Mo asked what it didn't matter to him, just have that kind of heart, he would not lack such a little thing as the head of the Monkey Heaven Sect.

In a quarter of an hour, Mo Wendao distributed nine out of ten of the things he got, which was the last thing on his mind before entering the land of trials.

At this time, many people came to Mo Wendao's side.

"It seems that the one who is looking for me to settle the score!"

Mo asked, looking at the people not far away.