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Wu Ming was in the corner, and he glanced at the head of the Heaven-Defying City from time to time, looking for that figure.

Mo Zhaoxue was standing in the camp of the Burial Pavilion at the head of the Anti-Heaven City, as lonely and cold as an ice sculpture.

During this period, Wu Ming looked at Mo Zhaoxue many times.

The distance was at least a few hundred meters away, but every time, Wu Ming found that when he and Mo Zhaoxue looked at each other, he would have a particularly strange feeling.

Wu Ming has a clear conscience.

But he didn't know why, facing Mo Zhaoxue, he would have a very strange feeling.

"If the heavens favor me, it's best not to let me run into her."

Wu Ming subconsciously muttered in his heart.

Then, Wu Ming frowned, and said secretly in his heart: "Hehe, what's wrong with me?" Could it be the fate of the previous life? I, Wu Mingtian, am not afraid of the earth, how can I have such an idea? ”

Wu Ming smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The second round of the competition is naturally more exciting than the first round.

It is worth mentioning that the major sects have taken out the ability to take care of the family, and even the treasures of the Zhenzong, and some lost martial arts have appeared, which can really be described as a hundred flowers blooming and a hundred schools of thought contending.

In addition, some little-known casual cultivators even shined.

It can be said that Wu Ming is by no means the only dark horse, at least not yet.

The competition is getting more and more exciting, and the ending is getting more and more tragic.

Wu Ming looked at the cultivators who fell off the platform one by one, either dead or seriously injured, and then he looked at the expressions of those winners who were showing off their might on the platform, and suddenly, he seemed to have a little understanding of the so-called Heavenly Dao.

What is the way of heaven, the law of the jungle eats .......

In the one hundred and sixty games, Feng Xiaoyang's luck was not bad, and he won again, but this time, Feng Xiaoyang had no choice but to use the Ten Thousand Swords Technique of the Shushan Sword Sect, which can be regarded as a difficult victory after fighting the old foundation.

The idiot monk was defeated by his opponent, but Wu Ming found that the idiot monk obviously reserved his spare strength and did not fight to the death.

The idiot monk is another piece of Wu Ming's heart, so far, he has not been able to determine whether the idiot monk is the ancient Kuilu clan, if so, what is he following him for?

In the three hundred and forty-first game, Sima Yuntian also won, and he won easily.

Wu Ming found that Sima Yuntian's opponent was very weak, and among the remaining more than 4,000 people, he was afraid that he would be ranked in the bottom ten.

Wu Ming also knew it in his heart.

It's not Sima Yuntian's luck, Sima Yuntian is a person from Mu Wangfu, and it is obviously not difficult to arrange a weaker opponent for himself.

In the four hundred and sixty-seventh game, Mo Zhaoxue fought with a disciple of the Shushan Immortal Sect, and the result was not surprising, the disciple of the Shushan Immortal Sect, just like Zhuge Lingru that day, failed to get close to Mo Zhaoxue at all, and fell directly off the platform and lost.

Wu Ming found that Mo Zhaoxue was looking at him intentionally after winning.

The eyes of the two looked at each other again, and because the distance was closer, Wu Ming's purple soul demon pupil clearly captured the cold murderous aura in Mo Zhaoxue's eyes when he looked at him.

It was a murderous aura immersed in calm, just like a volcano at the bottom of the icy sea, hidden under a cold calm, once it erupted, the sky fell apart.

Wu Ming did not avoid Mo Zhaoxue's gaze, calmly and calmly .......

These people have a result in the competition, and Wu Ming can be regarded as relieved, but now he is a little worried about Rou'er, but Wu Ming's appearance order in the second round is higher than Rou'er.

Therefore, in the 620th game, it was Wu Ming's turn to play.

In every previous battle, the same old man announced loudly at the head of Cloud Sky City.

This time, it's the same.

The difference is that after the old man announced, the entire Chengxi War Zone fell into a boil.

"Next, there is the 620th competition, and the two sides of the competition are invited to compete on stage, and the two sides of this competition are, Tang Yi of the Tang Sect, and Wu Ming, a disciple of the Killing God and Demon Palace."

Wow!

There was an uproar.

Tens of thousands of people spoke almost simultaneously, some in surprise and some in amazement.

"What, what, the Killing God and Demon Palace?"

"Did I hear me right, God Slaying Demon Palace? The Killing God and Demon Palace has disappeared, I heard that both good and evil are clearing the Killing God and Demon Palace, Wu, Wu Ming is a person from the Killing God and Demon Palace? ”

"This ......, this is too unbelievable, isn't it?"

"Hehe, if you don't mention the Killing God and Demon Palace, this seat really can't think that Wu Ming has something to do with it, you should have some impression of the rumored Killing God and Demon Emperor, right?"

"Killing God and Demon Emperor? Is it the originator of the God-Killing Demon Palace, a troll in ancient times? ”

"Well, although the time has been a long time, no one has seen the God Killing Demon Emperor, but, according to the ancient records, if you think about it carefully, is Wu Ming's True Demon Body somewhat similar to the rumored God Killing Demon Emperor?"

"Hiss...... I heard you say that, it's true."

"Could it be that Wu Ming got the true inheritance of the Ancient Troll God and Demon Emperor?"

"Hehehe, anything can happen in this world."

At this moment, not to mention those other sects, the masters of the top sects also reacted greatly.

The Heavenly Demon Palace and the Burial Desire Pavilion were worried that the Killing God Demon Palace would resurrect and replace their Demon Dao supreme status.

Shushan, Penglai Immortal Island, Leiyin Temple, and Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, these top righteous sects, are worried that if the legendary Killing God and Demon Palace rises again.

But no one could have imagined that Wu Ming was not only thinking about reviving the Killing God and Demon Palace.

This is just his first step.

Wu Ming walked towards the No. 21 Doutai step by step, attracting everyone's attention, at this moment, the competition on the other ninety-nine fighting platforms was overshadowed, no matter how wonderful they played, no matter who they won or lost.

Wu Ming clearly saw that almost all the eyes looking at him were filled with the same kind of gaze.

Frightened, unexpected, but the most intense, is the killing intent.

Especially the top sects, the kind of eyes that look at them are as if they want to crush their bones and scatter ashes immediately.

"Regardless of whether he has obtained the true inheritance of the God Killing Demon Emperor or not, this person must not stay."

"Well, though, it's a weird thing. He could completely participate in the competition as a loose cultivator, why did he want to use the identity of the Killing God and Demon Palace? Doesn't he know the consequences of doing so? ”

"Hmph, he's declaring war on the cultivators of both good and evil in the world."

"Hehehe, I kind of like his boldness, hey, it's rare."

Speaking of Wu Ming alone, he walked calmly to the fighting platform, he knew that what he had to face at this moment was one thing, the battle would be won.

Feng Xiaoyang, Sima Yuntian, and Zhuge Lingru were all behind Wu Ming, stunned in a daze.

"Brother Wu, you ......." Feng Xiaoyang seemed to want to persuade a few more words, but when the words came to his lips, he still forgot it, Wu Ming's temper was very clear to him, once he made a decision, the nine cows would not be able to pull it back.

In the end, Feng Xiaoyang changed his words and said, "Brother Wu, you should be more careful, don't hold on." ”