hell hunter

The surname Ji is really special. No one in this family will participate in the disputes in the soul world. Although this family is also a big family, it has never used the country as its surname. It still retains many of its own surnames, among which the surname Ji is

The largest branch. It cannot be said that there are not many saints in this family, but there are too many. If you cannot become a saint, that would be the strangest thing.

Hearing this surname, Wang Mo also knew that he was able to get out of the Ice and Fire Hell Island with the help of the relics left by the saint that the family thought. Although he didn't know what this person was doing here, he would never be with the hateful Yellow Turban Thief.

of.

"You...don't your family not get involved in worldly affairs?" The deputy commander was also a little scared. No matter how arrogant he is, he is still a younger brother to this family.

"If it's a secular war, of course it has nothing to do with us. We have to farm so much every day!" Ji An laughed while stroking his beard, but his face slowly turned cold, "But you have used power that you shouldn't have used.

We have to take care of this."

"Wherever the power is placed, anyone can use it. There is no rule about which one it is!" The deputy commander was still arrogant and wanted to argue, "Leave them to me. The Yellow Turban Army will never make things difficult for you!"

"Maybe you got it wrong..." Ji An's face hardened, and his two big sleeves danced a few times seemingly without any order. A violent hurricane appeared in an instant, wreaking destruction among the Yellow Turban Army.

"This... what kind of method?" Wang Mo was dumbfounded. In his opinion, this was a miraculous skill, and it was completely out of the scope of one person's abilities.

"It seems you still don't understand..." Ji An looked at the stunned deputy commander and simply grabbed him in the air. The other person disappeared without a trace. He turned to Wang Mo and the Tang family and said, "Everyone,

Please come with me!"

"Everyone, follow the footsteps of the saint, hurry up!" Wang Mo reminded everyone loudly, and he had already concluded in his heart that this old man Ji An is a saint. But the question is still very strange, how could the saint appear on this level? The saint level is not

Has it been closed long ago?

Ji'an seemed to have a huge invisible position, which would be affected in the mainland. Wang Mo and others seemed to have no feeling at all, and they reached the other side of the lake in a few steps. They walked all the way and came to a small mountain village inexplicably.

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Ji An stopped before entering the village, and everyone saw the village clearly. This is simply a paradise, so beautiful that it is beyond imagination. Surrounded by green mountains, clear lakes pass around the village, peach blossoms are in full bloom inside and outside the village, and orioles are in full bloom.

The language of Ge Yan is particularly beautiful. All this beautiful scenery, coupled with exquisite houses and villages, is the paradise mentioned in the book.

"Where's the road?" Wang Mo was also amazed by the scenery, but when he turned around, he found that there was no road. How he entered here and how he got out were a mystery. Wang Mo also used his courage and perception, but found nothing. Surrounded by green cypresses and green mountains

, there is just no road.

"Welcome to the village, come with me!" Ji An waited until most people came to their senses before leading them into the village.

"Excuse me, senior, are you Ji from Da Zhou?" he asked respectfully, not wanting to make any mistakes.

"Actually, you already know the answer, so why bother asking again and again." Ji An replied with a smile, looking like a fellow villager now, "Our family doesn't care about worldly affairs, but this time is a little different. The Zhang family

Destructive force was used to save you."

"Come with me, I'm just an errand boy." Ji An said and led us and others into the village. Along the way, we only talked about some village affairs, which family had a quarrel, and whose family had a higher grain yield.

"Saint? Villager?" We are a little confused at this time. Almost no one can see through the Ji An and the young and old in the village. Are they all at the saint level? But why are they not at the saint level?

Wang Mo and others were taken to a new big house in the village, which also had a small Jiangnan garden. Ji An rushed inside and respectfully asked for instructions, "Ancestor, the people and land you wanted have been found."

"Xiao An, thank you for your hard work. Come home quickly, your mother is starting to worry." The voice sounded very young, but the content in it really shocked Wang Mo. I thought Ji An was already shocked,

But the village is just a small Anzi?

"Wang Mo and Tang Ji, please go in. I will arrange a place for you for the remaining people, and I will also give you some fields, which you will cultivate by yourself in the future." After Ji An finished speaking, the scene became quiet, and no one knew what to do.

explain.

"Congratulations to the Tang family for having such an opportunity. I'm afraid it will skyrocket in the future." Wang Mo responded quickly and immediately congratulated the Tang family.

"Can we live here?" Tang Ji finally realized that if he could live in the Zhou family's place, it would probably be the safest and the easiest to attack high-end and even saints.

"Let's go, I'm afraid you will be bored here!" Ji An walked away with a smile, and everyone followed behind excitedly.

"Please..." Tang Ji took the initiative to step back and asked Wang Mo to enter the big house first. Although he may not live at home anymore, it is so rare to be able to reach the saint realm and gain almost permanent comfort. This is

Everything has a reason for Wang Mo, and he must give the other party enough respect.

Wang Mo and the two walked into the big house, and the sound of the guqin came from the innermost layer of the house. The melodious sound seemed to bring people into a dream, and this dream could completely relax people. The old man playing the guqin seemed like a fairy in a painting

, shining brightly with silver light.

"Senior." Both of them bowed respectfully, and then waited for the other person to speak first. In front of such a person, everyone felt nervous.

"Welcome to this small mountain village." The old man stood up and welcomed two people without any airs. This was like an emperor standing up to welcome two people. The gap between the two sides was really too big.

"Senior, are you going to take action? The Zhang family has gone too far this time." Tang Ji started to complain directly, believing that the Zhou family would definitely take care of it.

"Are you worried about the situation in the Cave of Doomsday?" Wang Mo added immediately. This is the only reason why he thinks Dazhou will be involved.

"The Zhang family used the uncontrollable power of the Doomsday Cave to do evil, and almost subverted the entire soul world. We know this, and it is one of the reasons why we took action." The old man continued, "But we will not go out personally.

There are too many things involved, so I can only entrust you, Wang Mo."

"You can just call me the village director. There is no need to call me senior all the time. It will look too old." The village chief reminded the two of them with a smile.

"What do you think about the Cave of Doomsday? How should we stop the Zhang family?" Wang Mo has a lot of questions and needs to answer them one by one to the village director.

"The Cave of Doomsday is like a virus that can destroy the entire soul world. Of course, the power possessed by the souls will not work." The village director's metaphor was very appropriate, and he asked Wang Mo a question, "Why can you

Do you know the power of dealing with the Cave of Doom?"

"I have practiced in the Cave of Doom for three years, and I still know some of the rules, plus I have some special powers." Wang Mo did not dare to tell the truth, because the secret involved was a bit big.

"It's just a fantasy hunter, right?" The village chief told Wang Mo's biggest secret disapprovingly, and then began to attack, "That's just the entrance threshold to the immortal plane, what's so big about it."

"Ah..." Tang Ji exclaimed after hearing the first half of the village director's sentence. After hearing the second half, he immediately lost his mind. He was just a fantasy hunter.

"Your power is greater than the power of the Doomsday Hole, so of course you can defeat it." Seeing Wang Mo's bad expression, the village chief seemed to have no intention of comforting him. He just continued the previous question and said, "If you are equal in power to the black hole,

What? Even less powerful than a black hole?”

"Then I might be at my wits' end?" After listening to the village chief's words, Wang Mo also felt a little sense of crisis. His sense of superiority had always been too strong.

"The top of the soul world is the saint. If two saints fight to the death, the winner will definitely be the one with the power of the black hole." Seeing that Wang Mo and the two were still hesitating, the village chief stretched out a hand and gathered a thick layer of blood.

Black soul power, "This is the power of the Cave of Doomsday, about level 12, try attacking with all your strength."

Wang Mo didn't hesitate to be polite at all, he directly raised his soul power to the limit, activated his advanced form and drew out the Divine Comedy sword. The strongest blow stabbed the black soul power. This blow would probably kill the deputy commander of the Yellow Turban Thief. But

After the light dissipated, the black soul power was not damaged at all, but Wang Mo fell to the ground with his soul power exhausted.

"Only one level higher than you, are you still so confident now?" The village chief saw the look in Wang Mo's eyes and knew that the goal was achieved.

"Is the closure of the Saint Level also due to the power of the Cave of Doom?" Wang Mo stood up reluctantly and suddenly understood something, "The closure is to lock up the most powerful power of the Cave of Doom and slow down the destruction of the soul world.

Is that the speed?”

"Brush!" The village director fired a white light and penetrated into Wang Mo's body. The opponent was at full strength instantly, and then nodded and said, "But the saint level can't support it for too long. As you can see, at the same level, the Doomsday Cave will definitely win.

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"Then the Great Saint Clan of Xia, Shang and Zhou should take action?" Tang Ji became anxious after hearing so much. After all, there are still so many people from the Tang family outside.

"We three tribes also have difficulties. We should have moved to the Immortal Plane a long time ago, but we just refused to leave here, so there are more restrictive rules." The village chief also said very helplessly.

"Senior will definitely give me some advice. There must be some way to win. Wang Mo is willing to pay all the costs including his life." Wang Mo was sure that the other party knew the way, so he immediately made a promise and request.

"This is why we came to you!" The village chief did not agree directly, but continued, "The Cave of Doom is the power of death. You need to find the power of life, so that one thing can be suppressed.

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"The power of life?" Wang Mo repeated the village chief's words, but he had no clue in his mind. He could only confirm the other person's advice again, "Can the village chief give me some advice?"

"Wang Mo will stay in the village for a short period of time. There is no need to worry about things outside. The time flow in our village is different from that outside." The village chief did not answer Wang Mo's question, "The Tang family will prepare with your family."

Stay here, it is better not to go out after entering here, you and Wang Mo are different."

"Listen to the arrangements of the seniors!" the two said in unison, then walked out of the village director's house and were arranged to live in the village.

"Should we rescue that bastard Xiong Xiong, or should we choose Wang Mo?" The village chief looked at the direction of the gate, unable to make a decision.