When Deng Jiuling stepped off the helicopter, he immediately felt that sharp eyes were gathering from all directions, like a tide.

"Young Master Mo Liancheng, why haven't you returned yet?"

"Grass, this poor boy can leave the snowy plateau alive?"

"God, it's the last moment at this time, none of the four major descendants of the Mo family have appeared?"

These disciples of the Mo family at the gate of the valley exchanged their heads one by one, and there were many discussions.

"I thought it was a matter of Mo Liancheng, but it seems that I was thinking too much. Deng Jiuling's eyes froze, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Before coming to the Tongtian River Valley, although Deng Jiuling knew that the Mo family was very powerful, he did not have a specific concept.

After being chased and killed by the white-eyed ancestor, Deng Jiuling finally understood how awesome the Mo family was.

There are 360 islands under the command of the Mo family, and every island has a pavilion elder in charge!

Even if it's not all the elders. are qualified to be called "ancestors".

But a strong man like the white-eyed ancestor, as long as the Mo family has so many three or five, Deng Jiuling will have to kneel.

Deng Jiuling has the four seas divine skills, and he can draw a sword, and he can also forcibly improve the martial arts cultivation of a realm at the necessary moment.

But even so, Deng Jiuling and the White Eyebrow Ancestor fought. The victory or defeat is only a five-five number.

If there were a few more Consummation Grandmasters, Deng Jiuling would not need to fight, so he could only choose to escape.

But the problem is that Deng Jiuling can carry it away, Mo Fei, Mo Wu, and Mo Ruxue, how can these three escape?

Leaving behind his woman, friends, and brothers, he fled alone. This kind of thing that pigs and dogs are not as good as dogs, Deng Jiuling asked himself if he could do it.

"As long as Mo Fei can resist the inheritance sequence, then I am the Elder of the Mo Family, and I will be able to obtain the 'Millennium Purple Bamboo Sword Flower' and officially step into the realm of the Great Cheng Grandmaster!"

"At that time, even if I turn against the Mo family, I don't need to worry so much!" Walking all the way through the snow, Deng Jiuling's eyes were like water, and he thought secretly.

Soon, the beautiful shadow of Mo Wu also walked out of the helicopter.

"Grass, Deng Jiuling, this force, is actually with Miss Hemo Wu. Riding in the same helicopter?"

"Paralyzed, this damn foreigner, his luck is really good, right?

"Miss Mo Wu is so beautiful, if I can pinch her weak and boneless little hands, even if I die immediately, my life will be worth it. ”

There was a commotion among the young people, and they all looked at Deng Jiuling angrily.

"If you know that the goddess in your heart has been slept with by my brother twice, I don't know if you will have a nervous breakdown?" This funny thought suddenly appeared in Deng Jiuling's heart.

Deng Jiuling glanced at Mo Wu and found that this girl had regained her coldness, raised her snow-white neck, and was as proud as a peacock.

It seemed that he could feel Deng Jiuling's smile, Mo Wu suddenly thought of the madness of the small thatched hut and his own initiative in the waterhole, his little face suddenly turned red, and he couldn't help but glare at Deng Jiuling fiercely.

This scene fell in the eyes of the young people, and immediately caused another wail.

Thundered!

A helicopter suddenly rolled in from behind.

A majestic and old voice resounded throughout the audience in an instant: "Silence!"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Tianshuang and the Great Elder stepped down from the helicopter.

"This battle on the snowy plateau took a total of seven days, and now that the time has come, those disciples who failed to return in time have lost their qualifications to continue the assessment. ”

Gently stroke your white beard. Mo Tianshuang said loudly, "Given that everyone present, none of them have obtained the Elder Scrolls. ”

"Therefore, according to the discussion of our Mexican Elder Meeting, it was decided that everyone present was eligible to 'draw the knife' this time. ”

"In other words, everyone present can be regarded as successful in the second level assessment!"

Bang!

As soon as Mo Tianshuang's words came out, the audience was shaken.

"God. We, the losers, still have a chance to resurrect on the spot?"

"Haha, Brother Xinchun has eternal life, fortunately I brought a photo of Brother Chun. ”

There was a commotion among the teenagers, and they all felt so good.

"Lord, ...... Not really, okay?" said the black-robed elder who had already walked over and frowned.

This white-robed elder. It is not a clansman from Tianshuang Island, but a descendant of the Mo family, who was directly dispatched to Tianshuang Island from the Tongtian Island Law Enforcement Hall, and is specifically responsible for guarding the strong man of the "Qinglong Yanyue Knife".

The white-robed elder is the Seven-Rank Dacheng Grandmaster!

On the high status of the Mo family, the status of the white-robed elder. Even higher than Elder Tianshuang.

"Elder Bai, this is the opinion of the Council of Elders, and this is a signed document. Mo Tianshuang handed the folder to Elder Bai.

"Sure enough, it was the decision of the Council of Elders, and the old man had no opinion, but the Heavenly Frost Valley was extremely cold, and if he didn't have enough strength, the old man didn't recommend entering the valley to draw his sword. Gently stroking his white beard, Elder Bai said solemnly.

"My son still doesn't believe it!" As soon as the words fell, a young man with his temples bulging high and his shoulders and waist was round, striding towards the valley.

It's just that the boy just stepped into the valley for more than ten seconds, and immediately ran out in a hurry, like a monkey burning his buttocks, his face was hot and a little embarrassed.

The young man's body was already covered in frost, even if it was far away, it still made everyone feel cold.

This scene was moved by the crowd.

Some teenagers with poor strength quietly took a few steps back. Automatically abandoned the game.

Although the Qinglong Glaive Knife is very famous, it is the first treasure sword in the Four Seas Weapon Spectrum, but if you don't enjoy it, it will be useless.

Compared with one's own life, any temptation in the world has no meaning.

All of a sudden, everyone was in awe, and no one dared to step forward.

It seemed that this scene had been expected for a long time, and Mo Tianshuang's majestic and old voice resounded in the sky again:

"You don't need to be afraid, in view of the suddenness of this incident, with the approval of the Council of Elders, you can seek outside help. ”

"This foreign aid is not limited to the children of foreign races. You can also invite the masters of your clan. ”

"Of course, each contestant's foreign aid can only enter the valley once. ”

Airplanes!

As soon as Mo Tianshuang's words came out, the audience shook.

"Great, you can actually invite the master of your clan!"

"I'm going to find my big brother!"

"I'm looking for my dad!"

All the disciples of the Mo family were talking about it, and they were all excited.

……

Mohism. Tsutenjima.

In the Basilica of Babel. A group of majestic old men in brocade robes were arguing fiercely.

"This is only the second level of assessment, and the prince of Mo Liancheng is missing, what is the matter?" an old man in a black robe shouted loudly.

"Elder Hei, we can understand your feelings, but Young Master Mo Jiande, didn't you come to the competition either?" a bald elder said immediately.

"Shut up, what's the noise? It's only the second level, what's the panic?" a one-eyed old man suddenly spoke.

As soon as these words came out, the elders obediently shut up and said no more.

"White eyebrows, tell me, what's going on?" The one-eyed elder's sharp gaze fell on the white-eyed ancestor.

"Great Elder, I think this matter is a little strange. ”

Caressing the white beard, the white-eyed ancestor, sneered and said: "Although the old man's Eagle King is a beast, he is a wild beast, and his strength is comparable to that of the Dacheng Grandmaster, but he was still beheaded by someone with a knife. ”

"This shows that in the snowy region, there must be a top master, and it is very likely to harm the prince of Mo Liancheng. ”

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, all the elders of the Mo family were shaken.

"Go on!" said the one-eyed old man. Said coldly.

"Great Elder, I think Young Master Mo Jiande is probably also harmed!" said the white-eyed ancestor in a cold voice.

"Bold, who is so hateful that he dares to harm the two descendants!"

"How can I find out who this man is? There must be no other nine clans!"

The elders were talking and furious.

"Silence!" the one-eyed elder's majestic voice resounded through the audience again.

As soon as the words fell, the elders were silent.

"White eyebrows, what should you do next?" said the one-eyed elder with a frown.

"Open the beta slots for the Battle of the Legacy. Let more descendants directly parachute into the competition. Elder Baimei said in a deep voice.

"Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

……

"Seconded!"

After a moment of silence, all the elders nodded in agreement.

……

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun sets in the western mountains.

Outside the Tianshuang Valley, there was a surge of people, full of Mo family disciples.

The ink dance is slim, and a person stands on a large rock, like a proud peacock.

Behind Mo Wu, followed by a majestic old man, low-key and mysterious.

"Deng Jiuling, this is our descendant's sword slave, if you lose this level, you won't be able to marry me. Mo Wu passed the sound into the secret and looked at Deng Jiuling provocatively.

"Little slut, don't worry, I will definitely marry you. Deng Jiuling shrugged, and the sound of playfulness and abuse was secret.

Deng Jiuling naturally did not scold the ink dance, but hinted that in some aspects, the ink dance was too open and fiery.

"Hmph. I'm a little slut, if you have the ability, you will defeat the knife slave, I promise that at night, you will be fluttering, and you will be reluctant to leave Miss Ben. Raising his delicate snow-white chin, Mo Wu licked his sexy red lips and said demonstratively.

Burst!

Gotta get it. You're the eldest lady, okay?

Brother can't afford to mess with you, brother can afford to hide, this is always okay, right?

Deng Jiuling no longer paid attention to Mo Wu, but his eyes were burning, and he carefully observed everyone.

The winning quota set by the Mo family was originally intended for Mo Jiande.

However, Mo Jiande did not come to the competition. So this infighting quota was given to Mo Liancheng.

But what anyone didn't expect was that Mo Liancheng actually disappeared.

Depend on!

In the end, in desperation, the senior management of the Mo family held an emergency meeting and temporarily revised the rules of the game.

In order not to put the eggs, put them in a bamboo basket.

The Mo family is a descendant and is ready for both.

The first preparation was to match the "knife slave" to Mo Wu and become a foreign aid.

The "slaves" of the Mo family are all forging masters of forging weapons, and their martial arts are excellent, and they have dedicated their lives to weapons.

Knife slave. It is an existence with excellent sword skills, good at forging swords, and extremely powerful martial arts.

The comprehensive strength of the sword slave is not inferior to those elders of the Mo family, but the status is low, and the strength is empty, so he can only be a slave.

Ink Dance is equipped with a sword slave. The odds are high.

But the real internal candidate of the Mo family is .......