"Wen Yu's strength is good, this should be all his strength, but he is still defeated in your hands. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info you guys are even better. Mo Han walked out of the pavilion and said to the injured two, but he didn't step forward to help.

Ziran stood up, and with his movements, his whole body suddenly had a sharp pain, his body was bleeding, and the corners of his lips were also bleeding.

Ran Chuan's injuries were much better than Zi Ran's, they walked into the Mao Pavilion, sat on the stone bench, and on the stone table, two cups of tea were arranged, this time Mo Han didn't say anything, Zi Ran drank the tea silently.

How powerful the intelligence network of Sleepless Mountain was, and in a short period of time, these two teenagers were known, so the rankings on the list changed again, and the two unknown teenagers ranked twenty-five and twenty-six respectively on the contemporary list.

"Knock", a distant and loud bell came from the city, and also reached the ears of the three people under the thatched pavilion outside the city.

Mo Han's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could hear the bell, and he knew that the Sleepless Mountain had begun the next move.

Ziran looked at Mo Han and didn't speak, but waited for him to speak.

"The disciple selection competition in this area of the Sleepless Mountain has officially begun, why don't you go and take a look?" Mo Han said with a smile.

Zi Ran was about to speak, but he saw that Mo Han's eyes suddenly froze, and this instantaneous change was extremely cold and fierce, as well as the slightest hint of war intent.

Ziran's palm drooped, and Ran Chuan also felt something at this moment, and he suddenly pulled out his long sword.

Not far from one side of the city gate, a man covered in black robes appeared, and on the other side, a carriage appeared, and on the wheel sat a coachman, who looked at the black figure with extremely fierce eyes.

Ziran and Ran Chuan didn't know who the black-robed figure was, but they could faintly sense that the person was extremely powerful, and the sense of danger seemed to be like a ghost pedestrian that night.

Ziran and Ran Chuan knew where the carriage came from, because they had seen that kind of carriage before, and Ah Qi had ridden in such a carriage, which was the carriage of the Sleepless Mountain, and the person sitting in the carriage must be the big man of the Sleepless Mountain.

"Who are you?" The coachman raised his whip and shouted.

"Fish." The black-robed man said a word indifferently.

The coachman didn't know who it was or what it represented, but this guy named Wei must have a lot of strength, and it was obvious that he didn't come well.

Mo Han is not only a genius, his strength realm is not weak, but he also has an unusual background, although he doesn't know about the ghost, but he has heard of the four ghost kings, and this one seems to be one of them, the strength is extremely strong, and it was a powerful existence in the fifth realm a long time ago.

There are really people in this world who dare to be unfavorable to the people and horses of Sleepless Mountain, which made Mo Han exhale deeply.

The coachman raised his whip and threw it down, but the whip seemed to be whipped in the face of the man, even though he was so far away from the man.

The coachman is not only the coachman, he is also the bodyguard of the person in the car, protecting the safety of the people in the car, his realm is already at the peak of the fourth realm, and his strength is equally strong.

He raised a hand, and the whip fell into his hand, and his hand grasped it.

It felt like the whip had been placed on that hand on purpose.

is worthy of being a powerhouse of the fifth realm, and it is so easy to face such a master at the peak of the fourth realm.

The coachman's face became extremely solemn and uneasy, he did not hesitate at all, and the vitality of his body completely exploded at this moment, and it actually set off a storm.

The coachman jumped out of the carriage and prepared for the horse to take the carriage into the city on its own, while he was prepared to stay here and buy time for the people in the carriage with his life.

Mo Han's palm kept clenching and then loosening, his expression solemn.

"Who the hell are you?" The coachman's burst of vitality stirred up a burst of dust, and his eyes were sharp, looking at the man through the dust.

There are really people in this world who dare to do something to the people and horses of Sleepless Mountain.

There are thousands of sects in the world, and the mountain that never sleeps is dominant.

How many people or forces can have the courage and strength to attack the sleepless mountain?

Except for the little-known rebellion more than a decade ago, no other force has ever had such courage and strength.

But now, there is.

He didn't answer, perhaps because he had answered it before, or maybe he was tired of the question, so he decided to kill everyone present.

The coachman's gaze swept to the thatched pavilion, and he saw the three people under the thatched pavilion, his eyes clear and bright, and he could not see the meaning, and then he withdrew his gaze, and his vitality became more and more irritable, and then he rushed towards the pavilion.

Mo Han and Ziran both understood that the coachman could never be the opponent of the Devil, and he was fighting for his life like this, just to buy the time for the people in the carriage to escape, and the time for them to escape.

They all understood that since they had seen the Devil, they would definitely kill people to prevent future troubles.

"Run!" Mo Han shouted loudly and ran to the city gate, preparing to enter the city, followed by Ziran and Ran Chuan.

The realm and strength of the Wei are much higher than them, and they have almost no possibility of escaping from the hands of the Wei, and there are people and horses in the city who have the Sleepless Mountain, which can definitely give them shelter.

"I can't escape." Yu said indifferently.

The coachman was punched upside down, and he fell to one knee, blood streaming from the corners of his lips. Suddenly a number of black shadows appeared in his body, swirling in the air, and then caught up with the carriage and Mo Han.

Ziran and Ran Chuan were seriously injured and were powerless to resist at all. Mo Han's eyes condensed slightly, and a long sword appeared out of nowhere in his hand, and the long sword slashed through the black shadow, and the black shadow kept squirming, looking extremely disgusting.

The black shadow wriggled and turned into four figures, which looked like a wreath.

"A few unconscious clones want to keep us?" Mo Han laughed loudly, full of arrogance and arrogance.

As the fourth-ranked true genius on the contemporary list, how proud and confident he is, even in the face of a terrifying existence like the Devil.

Mo Han's vitality burst out, his long hair fluttered, his pride was cloudy, and the edge of the long sword in his hand was extremely dazzling, fighting towards a clone.

A doppelganger rushed towards the carriage, Mo Han's eyes were slightly condensed, and he stepped out and appeared next to the carriage.

Since the coachman was saving them, he must also protect the people the coachman was trying to protect.

"Frost Thorn!" Mo Han shouted suddenly, and the long sword in his hand seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice, and then submerged into the clone.

The doppelganger continued to move forward, his body pierced by the long sword, as if returning to the light, and the power hit Mo Han's body, Mo Han kept retreating, his hair was scattered, and blood flowed from the corners of his lips.

Then the doppelganger turned into wisps of black gas and dissipated.

The coachman was punched away again, lying on the ground spitting blood in agony, struggling to get to his feet.

He turned his head and looked at Mo Han.

"Interesting, I was able to kill one of my clones, although this clone is not strong, but it is not something you can deal with, boy, tell me your name." Yu said indifferently.

"Mo Han." Mo Han looked at Wei and said calmly.

"I'll give you two choices, one, be my subordinate, and two, die." Yu said.

"There is a third option," Mo Han smiled, casually wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, and then said, "That is to kill you and live." ”

Wei looked a little excited, waved his hand, and said nothing more, and the remaining three doppelgangers instantly turned into dark and almost substantial vitality, instantly devouring Mo Han.

"Although your strength is weak, I can still give you the opportunity to choose, the same as him." Xiao's gaze swept towards Ziran and Ran Chuan.

"Can I not choose?" Ziran asked with a smile.

With a wave of his hand, he was about to turn the two men into a pile of rotten flesh and bones, but suddenly he didn't know what to think, and he stopped.

"Why choose not to choose?" Xiao looked at Ziran and asked.

"I just don't want to choose, I don't have a choice not to choose." Ziran spread his hands and said.

"Isn't not choosing a choice also a choice?"

"If you don't choose, you don't have a choice, you see, if there are two paths beside the abyss, no matter which one I choose, it's not my will, then I have to stay."

"Don't choose what turns out to be a stillness?" Thoughtful.

The carriage had already stopped, waiting quietly not far from Ziran and the others. The person in the carriage heard the exchange between Ziran and Wei, and she was a little excited.

The reason for the excitement was not because the man no longer moved, nor the content of the conversation between the man and the man, but the voice of the person.

That voice was all too familiar to her, from that voice to immaturity to maturity, she always remembered it very clearly.

But she didn't dare to show her face at this time, she knew very well how powerful that person called Wei was, so she didn't want to implicate Ziran, and she knew that she wouldn't die like this, because she was a disciple of the teacher, that old man seemed to be gentle and ordinary, but in fact he was infinitely powerful, and he would not allow his personal disciple to die like this.

She also understood that her teacher had sent Lin Xie to kill Ziran and Ran Chuan, and if the teacher found out about their relationship later, Ziran would definitely not be able to protect her.

So, she took a soft breath of air, then calmed down and sat in the carriage, motionless.

The man stood thoughtfully, the coachman fell to the ground, badly wounded, a powerful black almost viscous aura wrapped in Mo Han, and he didn't know if he was alive or dead. At the bottom of the realm of Ziran Ranchuan, it is also a seriously injured body. The carriage remained motionless, and the divine steed that pulled the cart did not even pace for a moment.

Everyone was waiting for the move, no one dared to move first, no one could move first.

"Hah!" At this time, there was an angry shout from the viscous black vitality, the black vitality was shaken away, and Mo Han burst out of the air, his eyes were clear, and blood was flowing all over his body.

Since someone moves first, then the sage has to move.

He was no longer thoughtful, his thoughts were interrupted, he didn't show any anger, he just found it boring, he was no longer ready to discuss anything, and wanted to turn everyone present into dust.

Black shadows of vitality emerged from behind him, and then swirled around and surrounded everyone, as if devouring them in disgust.

"My disciple, can you kill if you want to?" An old figure appeared under the city gate, very calm and easy-going, not at all obtrusive, as if he had been there all along.

The black vitality began to dissipate, as if purified.

The fish kept retreating, and was already not lightly injured.

"Old man Chiming." Yu said.

"Your realm is so profound, but I don't know your details, you are really hidden." The Chiming Hall Lord looked at the Emperor and shook his head and said.

"There's so much you don't know." Wei seemed to smile, and although he knew that it would be difficult for him to escape from the hands of this unremarkable old man, he still didn't care.

"I'd love to know." The Chiming Hall Lord looked at Wei and said.

"Old fellow, you're not going to have this chance." A flirtatious and evil voice rang out. During the spatial fluctuations, two figures appeared in the air.

"Obscurity." The Chiming Hall Lord looked at the figure led by him and said.

"Originally, I was going to do a big vote, but you actually divided it into four areas, interesting, fortunately, Wei can be regarded as a big fish, old man Chiming, do you have anything to say?" The corners of his lips hooked up a trace of evil arc, and the chill was abrupt.

"I really didn't expect that you would do it yourself, so who are you?" The Chiming Hall Lord's gaze shifted slightly, and he landed on the figure beside him.

"Even though you're going to die, I don't think it's better for you to know who I am." The figure spoke, his voice hoarse and gray.

"Ugh." The Chiming Hall Lord sighed, he had lived for many years, seen a lot of things, and seemed to have looked down on life and death, but he found that when he really faced death, he would still feel confused and afraid.

At this moment, his state of mind was incomparably transparent, just like his personal disciple.

With a wave of the Chiming Palace's main robe, the carriage and Mo Han and the others all disappeared in an instant.

Lifu looked at this scene, smiled, and didn't say anything.

Zi Ran only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and he appeared in a somewhat unfamiliar place, the voice was boiling and noisy, Zi Ran came back to his senses, his eyes scanned the surroundings, and found many people, and at this time, the boiling and noisy voice quieted down, and the eyes looked at him and his side with a little complicated.

Zi Ran looked back, and suddenly found Mo Hanranchuan, the coachman and the carriage were also there, his thoughts turned slightly, and he immediately understood that it was the old man who did not look amazing who saved them, and this was the city where they had just gone out.

Even the most powerful cultivators could not completely ignore the rules of space, and the Chiming Hall Lord could only send a few of them here.

Mo Han got up instantly, he didn't care about the strange eyes of the people around him, and he didn't even have time to sigh, his gaze looked directly at the sky in the direction of the city gate.

Mo Han's realm was profound, even at such a distance, he could still see it clearly, the space was rippling, and the three figures dissipated.

He knew that it wasn't the three of them who had left here, but the spatial barrier that the Chiming Hall Lord had opened to prevent the aftermath of their battle from destroying the entire city, and they were fighting to the death inside at this time.

"Ah Qi!" Mo Han shouted, the cheer was like thunder, magnificent and majestic.

"Senior Sister Ah Qi!" Along with Mo Han, there was also Zi Yan in the carriage.

A delicate and powerful figure fell from the sky and landed in an instant.

Without waiting for Mo Han to continue speaking, Ah Qi's gaze was on the sky. Ah Qi's realm strength was still above Mo Han, and she instantly understood what was happening.

"Where is the Sleepless Mountain God of War team?!" Ah Qi snorted.

"We're here." Warriors in red armor emerged from everywhere, lining up in an instant.

Ah Qi looked at the twenty or so iron-blooded men in front of him and nodded with satisfaction, and then began to gallop away.

"Senior Sister Ah Qi, that's the teacher." A voice came from inside the carriage.

Ah Qi's footsteps paused slightly, and then his steps seemed to become faster.

Ah Qi ran towards the wind, his delicate and beautiful cheeks were a little resolute and a little cold, and his tightly pursed lips seemed to tremble a little.

Ah Qi lowered her head slightly, a drop of blood spilled from her fingers, and then turned into a rune in the palm of her hand.

This is a blood talisman secret technique, which can transmit a certain amount of information, extremely fast, and can even ignore space, but this is not only extremely expensive, but also will cause great harm to the human body.

But now, Ah Qi doesn't care about these anymore, he knows very well how powerful these twenty or so warriors behind her are, but it is precisely this kind of clarity that she knows that these warriors cannot play a decisive role at all, and it is difficult to even delay some time.

As the granddaughter of the master of the Chiming Palace, she had asked about her grandfather's realm more than once, but her grandfather always smiled silently, he always said, "The realm is not important, Ah Qi, you will understand when you grow up in the future." ”

She now vaguely understood what her grandfather had said, so she didn't dare to measure how powerful her grandfather was.

And how powerful were those two people who dared to come and kill the Lord of the Nightless Mountain Palace? Aren't they worried that it's not just this hall master who is coming from the Sleepless Mountain? Or did they have the confidence to be able to kill two or more Sleepless Mountain Hall Lords? So how powerful are they?

So she hoped that his blood talisman could be transmitted back to the Sleepless Mountain, and that there would be strong support to come, and that her grandfather would be able to hold out in the hands of those two powerful opponents until the support arrived, and at the same time, the twenty or so warriors she led by herself could bring some help to her grandfather.

The monks in the city were a little dazed, obviously not knowing what was going on, and of course, there were also some powerful cultivators who noticed the peak battle on the city gate and thought about it.

Ziran lowered his head and fell silent when he heard the first sound coming from the carriage, and his face covered by black hair seemed to have an irrepressible smile.

He was very happy to be able to reunite with Ziyan, and more importantly, now that he had entered the cultivation world, he had strength, and he could continue to gain more power.

Strength, what a beautiful word, what a beautiful thing.

But he didn't say anything, he was sure that Ziyan had already discovered him, but he never took the initiative to come out to meet him, which must have her reasons, because he knew that there were people in the Sleepless Mountain who wanted to kill them, and he also knew that she knew that there were people in the Sleepless Mountain who wanted to kill them.

There was silence in the carriage, and Ziyan was silent for a long time.

Ziran didn't have the strength to get up, he sat on the ground, his back against Ran Chuan, he lowered his head slightly and looked at a grasshopper on the ground that had lost the back half of his body but was still struggling and tenaciously wriggling, and was silent.

Mo Han sat cross-legged and meditated to recuperate from his injuries. Several young cultivators from the Sleepless Mountain helped up the coachman who was lying on the ground and was healing his wounds.

"The Sleepless Mountain Disciple Selection Contest has begun, if you want to participate, go to the center of the city, where there is a space door with the handle of the Sleepless Mountain Law Enforcement Team, and in the middle of the door is another world, as long as you enter that world and then come out, you can become a disciple of Sleepless Mountain." Ziyan said, it seems that she is talking to everyone around her, but in fact she is explaining to Ziran and Ranchuan, as well as showing them the way.

After living together for so many years, Zi Yan didn't even need words, Zi Yan knew what Zi Ran was thinking, and similarly, Zi Ran also understood what Zi Yan wanted to express.

So he had no choice but to remain silent, not knowing whether he was thinking or expressing his opposition with silence.

Ran Chuan usually doesn't take the initiative to give opinions, so he is waiting for Ziran's decision.

But at present, there is one more person who is their companion, the fourth master on the list, Mo Han.

Mo Han didn't care too much about the opportunity to become a disciple of Sleepless Mountain, what he cared about was the door that Zi Yan said could lead to another world and that world.

If he understands correctly, and he thinks, his understanding will not be wrong.

That world is a small world within a big world, a space within a space. Mo Han had heard that it was the secret treasure of the Sleepless Mountain, and with the four mysterious decrees as the key, each could open a door to enter that world.

In addition to the Sleepless Mountain, even the Sleepless Mountain doesn't know why there is such a world in the world, and how did it appear? And what does it represent? What is in this world?

And for thousands of years, the only time that Sleepless Mountain has recruited disciples in the true sense of the word has actually used this as a place of trial, what does this represent? What are the intentions of those people in the Mountain that never sleeps?

No one knows about these issues.

And the conditions for recruiting disciples are also extremely simple, as long as you can come out after entering, you can pass the test, as for the rules, there are no rules.

Mo Han knew that this was an opportunity, and at the same time, there were extreme risks, except for Sleepless Mountain, no one knew what existed in that world, but Sleepless Mountain only said that this was an opportunity, as for what kind of opportunity it was, what was in it, there was no word.

The unknown is the most terrifying.

At this time, a series of terrifying and noisy screams began to be heard in the city, and it was that Yu and dozens of powerful subordinates began to kill people openly or covertly.

With the realm and strength of the dragon, he is already invincible in this city, and the dozens of subordinates he brought with him are all the strength of the Tongyou realm, how many of these people in the city can reach the Tongyun realm?

They were small in number, but they looked more like they were slaughtering.

Mo Han knew there was no time to hesitate. Ziran stood up and walked forward, Mo Han and Ran Chuan were on either side of him, and he walked forward towards the center of the city, at this time he needed to pass by the carriage.

There was a sound wrapped in vitality from the carriage, very small and thin, low and inaudible.

But Ziran and the three of them still heard it, and said, "This is an opportunity." ”

Ziran's footsteps paused slightly, then he nodded silently, and then continued to walk forward.

Mo Han looked at the carriage, then at Ziran's back, thoughtfully.

The city is getting more and more chaotic, and these young cultivators would never have imagined that there are people in this world who dare to be disrespectful to the Sleepless Mountain, and even the people of the Sleepless Mountain would dare to besiege and kill them.

Yu and his subordinates kept slaughtering, but fortunately, there were still some masters of the Sleepless Mountain Law Enforcement Team in the city, and the temporarily formed defense line could barely stop them.

But Mo Han knew very well that they were only delaying some time at most, unless the real big man of the Nightless Mountain came, otherwise it would be in vain, whether it was the Chiming Hall Lord or these people in the city, I am afraid they would all have to die.

So he planned to enter that small world, and in that small world, he would have plenty of time to recuperate from his injuries and improve his realm and strength. He was a little hesitant before, but the voice from the carriage just now made him feel a lot more at ease.

At this time, these young cultivators finally came to their senses and began to gather in the center of the city, preparing to enter that small world to take refuge in the calamity.

In a short period of time, there were no less than hundreds of people in the city who died at the hands of Wei and his subordinates, and the smell of blood in the city was extremely strong.

Ah Qi's eyes were red, she bit her lip, resolutely turned around, and led the God of War team to fight against Wei's subordinates.

This is what she can do now, so she must do it well, and as for Grandpa, she can only pray.

In the space above the city gates.

Looking at the old figure, the corners of his lips hooked up with a wicked smile. The figure of the Chiming Hall Lord seemed to be more bowed than before, he coughed a few times in a low voice, and the vitality in the space was violently turbulent, and he fought again.

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