Immortal Mortal

"Mu Da Ge, look at the fact that we used to have an emotional part. Let me go this time." The pale face is like a blank piece of paper. If she knows that she will come back, she will never come. Ping Fan Xianmen is the master of this.

Moreover, she did not have a long time to come to Ping Fanxianmen to do this sovereign. It was originally intended to take a pile of cultivation resources and leave. It’s just that the cultivation environment here is so good that she can’t bear to go for a while.

Mo Wuji coldly said, "I really don't remember any emotions with you?"

"You can't kill me. If you kill me, Hongji won't let you go." He felt the unscrupulous killing, and he screamed.

"Master, please help me to save the younger brother and the discet." Yu Yueshuang finally calmed his mood at this moment and had the opportunity to speak out.

"What happened to them?" Mo Wuyi asked with a frown.

Haoyue cream quickly said, "At the beginning, the three of us went to the fifth floor of the broken world. The disciple and the disciple were trapped in a large hall on the fifth floor. I could not open the hall and come back to ask the people of Zongmen to help." I yelled at me and didn't allow anyone to help the broken world. If it wasn't for the more respected, I was detained in the prison last time."

The fifth floor of the broken world was actually opened. Mo Wuji did not bother to ask even this inquiry. Zhang was a flame falling on the body.

Just breathing time, you will be turned into nothingness by this group, and a ring will be caught in the hands of Mo Wuji. It is the eight great saints who are looking for trouble with him, and he will not hesitate to kill him.

"Moon frost, I will give me the specific position of the hall." After killing, Mo Wuji said to Yu Yueshuang.

Haoyue Frost has already handed the prepared jade to Mo Wuji. If it wasn’t the last time to attack Zongmen, she would have gone to the broken world again.

Put away the jade, Mo Wuji, 娄 霜 霜 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 霜 霜 霜 霜 霜 霜 霜 霜 霜 霜 霜 霜 霜In the future, each of the lords must be recognized by all elders and esteemed masters, and at the same time be recognized by many peaks in order to be competent."

"Yes, the founder." The more quickly he took over the ring, he knew that there were a large number of Pingfan Xianmen cultivation resources in this ring, but these resources were occupied by the shackles before.

After carefully closing the ring, the more he said, the more he said, "The ancestor, the immortal mortal of my flat van Gogh door, few people can cultivate. Up to now, the lord and the veteran who have been able to cultivate have already risen. ......"

Mo Wuji nodded. "I know, I will arrange the Kaimai Tower in the Pingfan Xianmen. After that, my disciples will be able to cultivate immortal mortals as long as they are willing. The criteria for recruiting disciples of Pingfan Xianmen are not to look at qualifications. It’s about looking at nature. Those who are evil, can’t enter the Zongmen.”

"Yes." This time all the people are in unison.

Mo Wuji only took a shot on Fu Jingfeng, and the powerful rules of the rhythm wrapped the veins of Fu Jingfeng in an instant, and then repaired the sea of ​​Fu Jingfeng at the fastest speed.

"Master..." After Fu Jingfeng woke up, he saw Mo Wuji and immediately fell to the ground. He was very embarrassed. Actually, the Zongmen management was like this, even he himself was restrained by a woman.

Mo Wuji said faintly, "From today, you will retreat and squat until the ascent."

"Yes." Fu Jingfeng is even more afraid to say more.

After Wu Fufeng retired, Mo Wuji said to many monks of the Pingfan Xianmen. "I created a sect in the realm of the gods and called the mortal. The fairy world cannot rise now, but I will soon Break. After everyone is flying, you can go to the mortal sect of the gods."

The unscrupulous words are like a huge stone falling in the lake, and all the monks and gentlemen are shocked. Soon everyone reacted and suddenly it was difficult to be excited.

The meaning of the words of the founder is too obvious, that is, Mozu has already risen to the realm of the gods, this time from the realm of the gods.

“There is no jealous master...” Qian Qianling couldn’t help but ask, “Can you see my daughter and her father warm?”

Mo Wuji and her daughter Wen Lian and his peers talked about each other, and Qian Qianling called Mo Wuji’s name.

Do not say that Wen Lian and warmth, that is, even the scorpion and the thief, and so on, Mo Wuji are not seen. It’s just that, Mo Wuji can’t say it. He is worried that Qian Qianling will worry about the warmth and daughter, and finally cause the demons.

After hearing the words of Qian Qianling, Mo Wuji quickly said, "After I founded the mortal, I have been wandering in the void, I have never been to the Zongmen, and I have not stayed in the realm of the gods. So I have not seen the ascendant. At the same door, I believe that as long as they reach the realm of the gods, they will definitely find mortals."

There is no such thing as saying that he has always been wandering in the void, and he really rarely stays in the Zongmen.

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A month later, Mo Wuji left the Pingfan Xianmen.

He did not implant the spiritual veins in the flat van Gogh, even though the gods in his body were numerous. As a quasi-sacred strong man, his understanding of the rules of heaven and earth has already reached a certain level.

A sect to develop, not relying on his rich ancestor to accumulate with higher levels of cultivation resources. If he implants more spiritual veins in the Paladin, it will inevitably destroy the balance of the fairy world. Countless monks want to join the Ping Fan Xianmen, and in the end will certainly lead to greater killing.

Moreover, he implanted more gods, and after all, the day that was exhausted, it would make the Zongmen disciple lose his initiative. Mo Wuji firmly believes that there is no strong person in the greenhouse.

Only by its own development can the Pingfan Xianmen be made even longer. Therefore, instead of implanting more spiritual veins, he did not do the reinforcement of Ping Fanxianmen.

If one day the flat van Gogh door really broke away, it is also the fate of Ping Fanxianmen.

At this moment, Mo Wuji appeared outside the ancestral gate of the once great kendo. He was going to suppress the swordsmanship of the big kendo, and then went to the broken world to see.

Once the Great Kendo was a first-class sect in the fairyland, the Great Kendo had disappeared into the long river of history since he was destroyed. At the moment, the Great Kendo is full of ruins. There is no lively atmosphere. There are not even a single figure in the hundreds of thousands of miles around.

As he had received in the past, a huge dark red sword rushed directly from the depths of the swords of the Great Kendo to the clouds.

The red sword is surrounded by murderousness, and the rhyme is vertical and horizontal. This kind of swordsmanship is that Mo Wuji can clearly feel a kind of killing. If the monks of the immortal world are close, even if the Emperor is perfect, it is also a part of the sword.

Mo Wuji just saw a few dozen breaths outside, and stepped into the jail.

The peaceful Fujiyama in the sword prison, and the Jianqi River next to the peaceful Fujiyama, and even the sword whirlpool, are the existence of a small life in the sword prison.

It can be said that if he didn't see him at the beginning, he might have died in Pingteng Fuji or Jianqi River.

For the Jianqi River, I really want to go back and see. The first time he entered the jail, he escaped with the Jianhe River, and his invincible void pattern was realized in the Jianhe River. It can be seen that the origin of this Jianqi River is not unusual.

In the Jianqi River, there is also a sword inserted obliquely. At the beginning, his cultivation was still low, and he was not qualified for the sword. Now he is quasi-sacred, and he should be able to see the sword.

When I crossed the sword, I lifted my hand and teared it. The next moment, Mo Wuji was already standing in the jail.

The surrounding Jianqi is unscrupulous in this moment, just like a breeze, and can't even wave his clothes.

Unscrupulous gods swept out, there seems to be no difference between the sword and the prison before ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In addition to the disappearance of the peaceful Fujiyama, the sword whirlpool and the sword gas are still there, Mo Wuji is only one step It fell on the edge of the Jianhe River.

The swordsmanship on the edge of the Jianqi River seems to be much weaker than that of the year. The unscrupulous gods soon fell on the long sword that was inserted obliquely at the bottom of the river.

The sword that the long sword exudes is still strong, but compared to the moment, there is no harm in this sword.

At the edge of the sword, sitting on a thin, sturdy man, he seems to take the sword, but the sword gas completely prevented him, he can only refine at the edge.

The unscrupulous **** whispered and swept over the man, and the man immediately noticed it, then looked up and looked out at the Jianqi River. When he saw Mo Wuji standing on the edge of the Jianhe River, his eyes were shocked and he stepped out of the Jianhe River and stood opposite the unscrupulous.

"Is it you?" The man apparently recognized Mo Wuji and immediately cried.

Mo Wuji smiled and said, "It is me."

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