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Eight hundred and fifty-third golden chariot

The residents of Xiaoyou Town looked at Zuo Mo with some caution, but Zuo Mo didn't care. The town had a small foreign population, and there was only one hotel, so Zuo Mo lived there.

It feels very beautiful to return to human society, but the most important thing at the moment is to connect with Mo Yunhai.

Although the underworld is far away from Mo Yunhai, Zuo Mo still has a way. After stepping into the god level, many things that were previously magical were no secret in his eyes. Moreover, Zuo Mo benefited a lot from the battle with the Great Elder, especially the divine patterns collected by many great elders, which were all cheaper than Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo's attainments in divine patterns are naturally not as good as the Great Elder, but it is much easier to understand when he is at the god level. Zuo Mo slowly recalls many divine patterns in the sea of ​​patterns in the endless voids over the years. For the god-level powerful man, he only needs to recall a small part, and he can deduce the complete divine patterns in a very short time.

Zuo Mo slowly folded the paper crane, and his mood was full of excitement.

The last time I contacted everyone, the moment before leaving Yotohara, he stormed the remaining divine power and sent out the Yunpai crane, which represents a hundred thousand urgent needs.

After folding the paper crane, he gently released it.

But soon, the paper crane returned to his hands intact.

"Huh!" Zuo Mo was a little surprised. He encountered this situation for the first time and soon realized what was going on.

The underworld is blocked!

This conclusion surprised Zuo Mo even more. It is impossible for a god-level power to block the power of a realm, even a powerful person with a god level, to be able to be something like a talisman array. If you want to block the entire realm, the scale of the talisman array would be so amazing. Except for the ruler of the underworld, no one can achieve it.

Suddenly, Zuo Mo remembered that there was news that the Nether Realm was unified by a Hades ten years ago.

At that time, everyone was not very concerned about this news. The mysterious realm of the underworld was far away and mysterious, so everyone didn't care. Zuo Mo's heart moved. Could it be the action of the Pluto?

Zuo Mo felt that his speculation was very likely to be true, but this meant that the problem became even more difficult. Even the paper crane could not fly out, and the teleportation array was even worse. At this time, his body had not recovered and could not break through such a confinement.

The paper crane cannot fly out of the underworld, and he cannot enter the Ten Finger Prison, so how can he contact Mo Yunhai?

After thinking for a long time, he found that there was only one way now - to get out of the underworld!

The huge underworld is absolutely impossible to be completely closed. It must have a channel for communication with the outside world. As long as you carefully explore it, you will definitely be able to find it.

What are these paths that can last for ten years in the endless void?

Zuo Mo's eyes were firm.

He began to think about how he could return to Mo Yunhai more efficiently.

He firmly believed that nothing could stop him!

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"Hey, Aman, what exactly is the weird guy you brought back for?" A town residents asked in a low voice.

Aman frowned and scolded, "What weird person? You must call him senior! Be careful that you offend him, you can't afford to be guilty!"

The speaker subconsciously shrank his neck. Aman's words were still very convincing. Those who walked out of the Hanming Swamp with five coffins must not be able to offend them.

Aman glanced at the hotel and said that the senior had not come out for five days.

It was nothing at all, but when the residents thought of the five coffins, they were inevitably panicked. In the underworld, there were many people who refined corpses. Could it be that the senior went to the Hanming Swamp to dig up the corpses?

There are many people who refining corpses, but for ordinary people, they are still a little disliked about refining corpses. Many years ago, there was a city where a very powerful guy made a mistake in refining corpses, which caused half of the people in that city to turn into zombies.

The corpse refining demon with such a strong strength has not appeared for a long time, but when everyone thought of the white-haired guy who actually ran out of the Hanming Swamp, they were still full of worry.

Aman didn't think that the senior was like a corpse refining demon. He didn't even have a trace of dark energy on his body. He even felt that the senior was not like a demon clan. He didn't know why, but he just felt this way.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light burst out from the hotel.

The vast aura was raging like waves, and the hotel was broken into pieces like paper.

A golden chariot appeared in everyone's eyes.

The chariot was made of gold, noble and gorgeous, the roof was like a sky hanging, and the golden tassel roof was hanging down, like balls of golden flames. The wheels were supported by two balls of golden flames and floated in the air. The body of the car was carved with extremely exquisite sun patterns, and the center of the sun patterns was inlaid with gems that could not be named, which released various colors of light.

The entire chariot is about twenty feet long and is astonishingly huge.

The entire Xiaoyou Town was stunned by this chariot. Many people subconsciously knelt on the ground, and they were completely conquered by the chariot in front of them. The vast and profound aura was like an ancient king who ruled the world!

"Aman, would you like to be my guide?"

A faint voice came from the chariot.

An excitement appeared on Aman's face, without hesitation: "Aman is willing to follow the Lord!"

"Come up!"

Aman felt a fog flying, and came to the chariot. Aman was very clever and immediately bowed: "Senior, where are we going?"

"What is the most prosperous city in this world?"

"It's Wu Gecheng." Aman said respectfully.

"Just go there."

"Yes!" Aman didn't say nonsense.

The chariot broke through the air, rolling like thunder, leaving a golden red flame in the sky.

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Zuo Mo thought it very clearly that although his divine power has not been restored, his divine level is very stable. Ordinary masters are naturally no problem. Moreover, he has the help of all the little people around him, and Qing Xiao, a powerful thug. Even if he encounters the same divine level, he will not be able to fight.

In other words, he is now at the top of the food chain. Although he does not want to provoke a powerful enemy, he has to consider it carefully if others provoke him.

An ordinary strong man, the War Department, cannot pose any threat to his level.

What he needs now is to return to Mo Yunhai as fast as possible, so that Mo Yunhai can know that he is still alive as soon as possible.

It is completely unnecessary to hide his identity at this time. Not only is it unnecessary, he should make a big fuss and attract attention. Only in this way, news that he is still alive will be easier to spread.

And he is high-profile and arrogant, and it is hard to mess with at first sight, so he can avoid many troubles.

After thinking it through, Zuo Mo refines such a striking sun chariot.

With his current realm, his weapon refining has reached its peak and he has a lot of good materials on hand. In addition, he deliberately pursues gorgeous and high-profile, once the sun chariot is refined, it will be full of atmosphere!

The flames covering the wheels are the unreliable sun divine fire. There are eight divine patterns on the entire chariot, which is the best place for Zuomo to refine weapons. When the chariot is driving, the sound of wind and thunder is roaring, and the sky seems to be shaking, and everyone who hears it is shocked.

The onlookers could not see the true form of the chariot. They could only see a ball of flowing flames, and the vast aura like a wild beast rushed towards them, making people tremble.

Such a formation attracts attention wherever it passes, and no one dares to provoke it at all.

Zuo Mo's intention was not just to be high-profile. Many divine formations on this gorgeous sun chariot could continuously absorb various powers, and then transform them into divine power to repair Zuo Mo's body.

Zuo Mo could feel that his body was not recovering quickly.

Endless void is undoubtedly the best place to sharpen, but it is not the best place to practice. It is cold, empty and silent. Not only is it difficult to replenish the divine power, but it also has to be wary of the silent ooze of your divine power.

For the past ten years, he has been trying his best to nourish the five people. The vitality in the five people is forbidden. If they want to survive, they must fundamentally replenish their vitality.

The five coffins are five divine formation pools that are constantly nourishing.

In the past ten years, Zuo Mo has not wasted a day. In order to save the five people, he tried his best to create a divine formation with divine patterns as the stems and runes as branches. Along the way, he dragged five coffins and the Qingxiao and the young men, like locusts. Wherever he passed, he plowed the land three feet away, looking for the materials he needed. Even those priceless treasures, Zuo Mo did not hesitate at all, and used them all on Wei Sheng and Zhu Xiao.

In addition, he must practice continuously every day to stabilize his realm.

The divine formation is so powerful that it is dying, and countless treasures are invested regardless of cost.

After ten years of warming up, the five people's situation has finally gotten better and better.

Zuo Mo could already hear the vague breathing of the five people, and their decayed bodies began to regain their vitality.

After ten years of uninterrupted thinking, Zuo Mo's understanding of power has reached a very deep level. He is very clear about how he should restore his power. His divine power has not been restored, but his realm is very stable and he has enough methods.

The chariot passed through thick clouds, countless thunder were attracted, and thousands of lightning hit the chariot. The chariot was shrouded by the extremely rich thunder lightning, dazzling, as if the gods came to earth.

The rich Lei Yuan was attracted by the divine formation on the chariot and transformed into a continuous stream of divine power, nourishing Zuo Mo's body.

The body, which was like a desert, greedily absorbed every drop of divine power and was full of vitality.

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Aman stared blankly at the thunder that kept flashing outside. When the first lightning came, he was scared to death. If such a thick lightning was hit, he would be afraid that even the dust would not be left.

The following scenes made him lose the ability to think instantly.

Thousands of lightning bolts emerged from every corner of the clouds, bombarding the chariots frantically!

After a while, he came back to his senses from his confusion. He subconsciously touched his face, and he was still alive!

I am still alive!

God!

He suddenly became excited. The scene just now was the most spectacular scene he had ever seen in his life!

Senior is simply amazing!

At this time, he just wished he could kneel down on the membrane, and he was really lucky!

"Aman."

The voice of the senior came from the carriage, and Aman shuddered and said respectfully: "Aman is here!"

"Show me the magic tricks you have practiced."

Aman, who was already smart, was immediately ecstatic, and the senior spoke and gave him a clear expression.

"yes!"

He suppressed his excitement and took out a patterned bone and presented it to both hands.

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