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"Well, that's right, this should be the second level."

Feng Xiaoyang and Sima Yuntian came to Wu Ming's side, and at this moment, the two of them had already transformed the treasure weapon and were ready for battle.

"Brother Wu, shall we break in?"

"Boss, I'm afraid this second level is more difficult to deal with than the first level."

Wu Ming pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "Hehehe, don't worry, let's rest for a while." ”

"Hugh, rest?" Feng Xiaoyang asked puzzled.

Sima Yuntian said to Feng Xiaoyang: "Hey, let's rest if the boss asks you to rest, why are you talking so much nonsense." ”

So, the three brothers of Wu Ming meditated cross-legged in front of the Falling God Grotto and rested for a while.

Time is passing bit by bit, and there are already people crossing the Feihong Bridge one after another, and after those people recover their state, they are anxiously chasing after Wu Ming, so soon some people rushed to the front of the Luoshen Grotto.

The first to arrive were the Shura Demon Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace and Xue Tiankui of the Burning Sun Martial Academy.

Wu Ming is a demon, so the Shura Demon Lord is not too hostile to him.

The Shura Demon Lord looked at Wu Ming and the three of them who were meditating cross-legged, and he actually said hello: "Hehehe, Wu Ming, you are very leisurely." ”

Wu Ming opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

After looking at it, he asked with a smile: "I don't know who this master is?" ”

"Hehe, I don't dare to call myself a master, I am the Shura Demon Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, Wu Ming, speaking of which, we are also in the same way, and we are of the same sect."

At this moment, Xue Tiankui, who was not far away, snorted: "Hmph, Demon Dao Demon." ”

The Shura Demon Monarch looked at Xue Tiankui immediately, and the two looked at each other, their eyes full of hostility.

Wu Ming was much calmer.

"Hehehe, Shura Demon Lord, you don't have to worry about these in the road of no return, if you can break out, you are the winner."

Hearing this, the Shura Demon Lord nodded and said, "Well, what Brother Wu said is extremely true. ”

Subsequently, people from Shushan, Fuyu Pavilion, and Penglai Xiandao also arrived one after another.

The crowd stayed in front of the Grotto of the Fallen God, but the position where they stood was clearly divided into camps.

Shushan, Penglai Immortal Island, Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, Leiyin Temple and Lieyang Martial Academy, which are known as righteous people, basically stand together, while the people of the Heavenly Demon Palace and the Funeral Pavilion are standing together, in addition to the masters of King Mu's Mansion and the City Lord's Mansion, plus some loose cultivators, Wu Ming took a look and saw that there were more than 100 people.

Feng Xiaoyang muttered in Sima Yuntian's ear: "Hey, Brother Yuntian, looking at this posture, it's uncertain whether we can enter the top 100." ”

Sima Yuntian also nodded and said, "Well, however, I believe in Wu Ming." ”

……。

At this point, all the people who rushed through the Feihong Bridge have come to the Falling God Grotto.

There were one hundred and sixteen people in total.

Mo Zhaoxue and Tang Feng are among them, good and evil gather, and their eyes are full of hostility, as if they are enemies who killed their fathers, in fact, these people present are at most forty-five years old, they don't know why good and evil are not incompatible, and they don't know what kind of enmity they have with each other.

Anyway, from the moment they stepped into the sect, they were instilled with this concept by their elders.

For this sentence that good and evil are not separated, for thousands of years, countless people have worked hard one after another, all trying to destroy the other party's forces, but no one has ever succeeded.

Up to now, there are still more than a dozen people left in the Killing God and Demon Palace, and there are still seven people left in the Burial Desire Pavilion, and these people prefer to get closer to Wu Ming.

More than a hundred people gathered outside the Falling God Grotto, but no one dared to take the lead.

Wu Ming glanced at Mo Zhaoxue not far away, and he walked over slowly.

"Zhaoxue ......."

Wu Ming said hello, but Mo Zhaoxue's eyes were still so cold.

Wu Ming couldn't even tell whether it was anger or something in Mo Zhaoxue's eyes, that kind of look he had never seen before.

"Zhaoxue, over the years, you have ......."

Suddenly, a trace of anger appeared in Mo Zhaoxue's eyes, as if there were waves on the surface of a calm lake.

This trace of anger was not so strong, but Wu Ming felt a trace of fear.

So far, there are really not many things that Wu Ming thinks can make him feel frightened.

"Zhaoxue, why did you join the Funeral Desire Pavilion?"

At this time, a woman beside Mo Zhaoxue chuckled at Mo Zhaoxue: "Giggles, junior sister, this kid is the root of your ****, the master said, as long as you can break this trace of love root, your self-respecting skills will go to the next level." ”

After hearing this, Mo Zhaoxue turned her head to look at the woman who was speaking.

Wu Ming also looked over at this moment.

Exclusive merit? Wu Ming seems to have heard that it is the unique magic skill of the Funeral Desire Pavilion, which is both good and evil, it is a Xuan-level high-grade exercise, and the personal disciples of the Funeral Desire Pavilion must practice this exercise.

Just like the Xuantian magic hand of the Tang Sect, as long as it is a tantric lineage, anyone can practice it.

But what kind of fire can be practiced, it depends on one's own understanding and hard work.

All in all, people have seven emotions and six desires, and in the Funeral Desire Pavilion, if a person can cut off the seven emotions and six desires, he can cultivate the self-respecting skill to the realm of Dacheng.

The current master of the Funeral Desire Pavilion killed his father and mother with his own hands, cut off his family affection, and killed the teacher who taught him, and broke the six desires.

The people in the Funeral Desire Pavilion, the more ruthless they are, the higher their cultivation, and the stronger their strength.

Mo Zhaoxue can basically break the six desires now, but she can't cut the seven feelings.

She never let go of her feelings for Wu Ming in her heart, so if she wanted her magic skills to go further, she had to kill Wu Ming with her own hands.

Mo Zhaoxue hates and loves Wu Ming now, wants to kill but can't bear to kill, and wants to kill if he doesn't kill.

Mo Zhaoxue didn't say a word, and Wu Ming simply went back to his original place.

"Boss, are we just waiting?" Feng Xiaoyang looked at everyone, and then asked.

Sima Yuntian said: "What's the hurry, look at them, they are all scheming, if we rush in and run into any trouble, they will definitely come from behind." ”

After hearing this, Wu Ming also swept everyone's eyes, Sima Yuntian was right, those people were looking at him.

After a few breaths, he simply moved his muscles and bones, and then looked at the Grotto of the Fallen God.

"Hehe, Xiaoyang, Yuntian, let's go."

"Boss, shall we go in first?"

"It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, let's go, just trust me."

After speaking, Wu Ming walked directly to the Falling God Grotto, Feng Xiaoyang and Sima Yuntian held the treasure weapon and followed him with full vigilance.

Seeing Wu Ming walking into the Falling God Grotto, everyone couldn't hold back.

The people from the Heavenly Demon Palace followed and walked in, and then the Funeral Desire Pavilion, the Tang Gate .......

Inside the grotto is a straight road, as high as five zhang, and about three zhang wide, more than 100 people walk in it and do not seem crowded.

At this moment, everyone was deeply attracted by the reliefs on the stone walls on both sides of the road, and Feng Xiaoyang even exclaimed: "My God, look at it, these reliefs ......." ”