"It seems that I can't go up."

Seeing the situation on the top of the mountain, Mo Qingyun no longer wanted to go up, as it was too dangerous.

After giving up on the top of the mountain, Mo Qingyun turned around and said to Kong Ziyan and the others beside him: "Let's go and go to another place to take a look."

The two women nodded, left with Mo Qingyun, and continued to go deeper into the holy war continent.

A day passed quickly.

During this day, Mo Qingyun and the other two discovered several tribal territories, but unfortunately they were all greatly damaged.

With an experience before, Mo Qingyun and the other two went to the tribe's territory without taking the risk.

Seeing that it had been a day and had not gained any results, Qian Linglong began to feel a little worried and said, "It has been a day and I haven't found the light of the Holy Light. This is not a solution."

Listening to Qian Linglong's worried words, Kong Ziyan also frowned and seemed a little anxious.

Although she and Qian Linglong's Holy Light last for one more day than Mo Qingyun, there are only two days left.

Two days passed quickly, and it might pass if you were not careful.

"Don't worry, there is still a day left, and it's still plenty."

Looking at the two girls with anxiety, Mo Qingyun comforted them and said, "Enough cannot solve the problem. We should step up our pace and strive to find the light of the Holy Light earlier."

Mo Qingyun's comfort slightly slowed down the worries of Kong Ziyan and the other girls.

After rushing with the two girls for another time, Mo Qingyun stopped, and had a bold idea, saying, "The roads we are rushing now are guided by Zi Yan."

"In this way, the route we take may have been taken by others before, and the opportunities along the way may have been taken away by others."

"We continue to follow this path, and the chances may not be too great. It is better for us to change the path and maybe we can still gain unexpected results."

Listening to Mo Qingyun's words, Qian Linglong's eyes lit up and she thought this was a good idea.

Kong Ziyan frowned, showing some concerns, and said: "There are many crises in the Holy War continent. We will change our path rashly, and we may encounter unknown dangers..."

Before Kong Ziyan could finish his words, Mo Qingyun raised his hand and interrupted her, saying, "It's not a question of whether it's dangerous or not, but that there are not many of our Holy Lights left. My Holy Lights can only last for a few hours. If I can't find the Holy Lights to replenish them, I will be expelled."

"The way to seek opportunities by following the rules is no longer suitable for us now. If we fight once, we may have some hope."

Seeing Mo Qingyun say this, Kong Ziyan stopped insisting and asked, "Then how are you going, and in what direction are you going to continue rushing?"

Listening to Kong Ziyan's question, Mo Qingyun glanced around and said, "According to your previous walking, our road is northwest. Next, we will move southwest."

"If nothing unexpected happens, there should be few people going southwest, and maybe there will be some gains."

After Mo Qingyun's words fell, he walked forward first without waiting for the two girls Kong Ziyan to respond.

When he saw this woman, Mo Qingyun, he didn't say anything and immediately followed Mo Qingyun.

While rushing southwest with the two girls, Mo Qingyun thought to himself: "I used the gate of luck before, which swallowed up the luck of many people. I wonder if I can activate the gate of luck to make my luck better."

When such an idea appeared, Mo Qingyun thought about it and turned the gate of luck.

Soon, a light door shining with golden light enveloped Mo Qingyun.

"Golden light door?"

Seeing the golden light gate appear, Kong Ziyan was surprised and stared at Mo Qingyun with beautiful eyes wide open, and said, "Aren't you the Dark Heavenly Holy Sect clan? How can you use the magical powers of the Jin Yaotian Holy Sect clan?"

At this moment, Kong Ziyan was puzzled. Mo Qingyun's use of methods broke her cognition.

"This is not the magical power of the Jin Yaotian Holy Sect clan."

Mo Qingyun responded simply to Kong Ziyan's inquiry, but he didn't explain much.

This kind of thing is very troublesome to explain, and the more you say it, the more you will think about Kong Ziyan.

With Kong Ziyan's mind, she probably won't ask any more when she saw that Mo Qingyun didn't want to say much.

"Isn't it the magical power of the Jin Yaotian Holy Sect clan?"

Just as Mo Qingyun thought, Kong Ziyan heard his answer and did not continue to ask.

Kong Ziyan stopped asking, and Mo Qingyun also felt relaxed and quickly led the way ahead.

I don’t know whether it was the correct path chosen or the blessing of the gate of luck, Mo Qingyun’s luck was indeed much better.

On the way, I encountered many tribal territories on the way. Although they had been destroyed, the number of tribes appeared was significantly greater.

"There are so many tribal territories on this road."

Looking at the tribal territories that appeared one after another along the way, Kong Ziyan felt unbelievable and felt that there was something not very real.

I had encountered a tribal territory in a quarter of an hour on the road to the northwest before, and that was a better tone.

Now Mo Qingyun is choosing a path, and in almost a hundred breaths, he can meet a small tribal territory.

This number gap forms a sharp contrast.

"It seems that Qingyun's choice is right."

Seeing the current situation, Qian Linglong smiled sweetly and looked at Mo Qingyun with a soft look.

Although I haven't seen each other for many years, Mo Qingyun is still the same, worthy of her unconditional trust.

Listening to the words of the two girls, Mo Qingyun smiled faintly and said, "Although there is no harvest yet, the tribal territory has increased, and it should be able to change quantitatively to qualitatively. A complete tribal territory should appear."

As soon as Mo Qingyun's words fell, a distance of battle aftermath came from the front.

“There is a fight.”

Sensing the fighting movement, Mo Qingyun's expression was happy and immediately rushed to the source of the battle, saying, "There was a fight ahead, maybe for the light of the Holy Light, let's go over and take a look."

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Qian Linglong and the other girls hurriedly followed, their pretty faces tense.

For them now, the light of the Holy Light is the most important thing.

Regardless of whether Mo Qingyun’s guess is right or not, he cannot give up as long as he has a glimmer of hope.

As Mo Qingyun and the other two walked forward at full speed, they soon came to the foot of a mountain and saw someone fighting fiercely on the top of the mountain.

"That's the ancestor's war spirit?"

Looking at the figure fighting several people, Kong Ziyan was startled, and then she smiled in surprise and said, "This is not a demonized war spirit. This tribal territory is complete. There may be a Holy Light. Let's go up and take a look."

Hearing Kong Ziyan's words, Mo Qingyun did not hesitate and immediately rushed to the top of the mountain.
Chapter completed!