"The forty-first life and death duel table, the ninety-nine consecutive victors Ji has no life......"

The person who shouted was shouted with a trembling voice, and after two days of domain fighting, the first ninety-nine consecutive winners finally appeared, or with an arrogant attitude, because he defeated the original forty-one champion, accumulated five consecutive wins, and even killed Qiao Rumiao, after winning twenty consecutive games at once, Ji Wusheng was even more powerful, standing on the forty-one duel platform and not going down, but the comer accepted the challenge without refusing, killing more than sixty people, defeating more than ten enemies, and winning ninety-nine consecutive games in one go. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

What makes everyone's hearts even more awe-inspiring is that this guy at the peak of the day after tomorrow has been fighting until the last victory, and he has not pulled out the long sword on his back from beginning to end, so how strong is his strength, and even some people have begun to discuss whether Ji Wuming is a martial artist at the peak of the day after tomorrow, because several half-step innate martial artists in a row have been buried by him.

Ji Wuming stood on the forty-first life and death dueling platform, glanced at the rest of the dueling platforms with a blank face, then turned around and walked down, walking towards the hundredth life and death duel platform.

He Kuiyang looked at Ji Wuming with a smile on his face and found a corner to sit cross-legged on this extraordinarily spacious dueling platform, the joy in his heart was already on his face, this junior of the Ji family really gave him a big surprise, breaking the situation that no one had been able to win ninety-nine consecutive games for two days, and was the first to walk to this dueling platform.

He even secretly decided that if he could win this domain fight, he would definitely snatch Ji Wuming from the hands of the Mo family, become his own person, and vigorously cultivate, and he would definitely be one of the most powerful martial artists in the Martial Alliance in the future.

Qiao Rushui did not hide the killing intent in her eyes and looked at Ji Wusheng, if it weren't for the fact that there were five people here watching her, I am afraid that Qiao Rushui couldn't help but kill Ji Wusheng at this time, to avenge his own brother who was killed by himself, Fansha and Luo Shengping looked at the rest of the dueling table with gloomy faces, looking forward to the next ninety-nine consecutive winners being people belonging to the Southern Sect.

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Following the appearance of Ji Wuming, the ninety-nine consecutive winners, the atmosphere of the domain fight became more enthusiastic, and the ninety-nine consecutive victories appeared one after another, and in less than half an hour, there were already several more, and what made people want to laugh was that these old men, all of whom were half-haired, immediately took the stage first when others had won ninety-eight games in a row, and finally only needed to win one game to satisfy the ninety-nine consecutive wins.

Compared with those martial artists who broke through to the congenital realm at a young age, these old men obviously have more knowledge, their minds are like foxes, and their means are more unexpected, when these old men all walked to the No. 100 life and death duel platform and sat down, everyone knew that they were all martial artists who belonged to the Southern Sect, and the smile on Luo Shengping's face said it all.

Shan Fengli beside Chu Mo snuggled lightly on his body, with a smile on his face, looking happy, suddenly a touch of blood flashed in his eyes, and the whole person exuded an unwilling and angry emotion, Chu Mo immediately discovered Shan Fengli's abnormality, he had long suspected that the drop of blood was a blessing or a curse, and now seeing Shan Fengli's appearance, he was even more certain.

"Uncle Shan, Uncle Shan, I'll leave for a while."

Seeing that Shan Fengli's appearance had changed greatly, Shan Quzhi nodded and agreed without hesitation, Chu Mo directly hugged Shan Fengli and left the crowd, and a certain line of sight in the direction of the Hundred Flowers Sect glanced at him, and quickly took it back.

"Feng Li, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as he left the vicinity of the life-and-death dueling platform, Chu Mo turned into a shadow and instantly moved away from everyone, and Shan Fengli in his arms showed a painful and unwilling face on his entire face.

"Chu Mo, I'm so scared, someone is talking to me......"

Hearing Shan Fengli's words, Chu Mo's face changed greatly, and he immediately stopped, and his divine sense wanted to penetrate into Shan Fengli's mind, but he was driven out by a powerful divine thought, and obviously felt the other party's emotions, as if he was telling himself that there was no malicious intent.

"What are you, come out quickly, or I'll kill you!"

Chu Mo's threat seemed to have worked, and the pain on Shan Fengli's face was reduced a little, but Chu Mo didn't intend to give up, he had seen a drop of blood enter Shan Fengli's eyebrows, and Chu Mo definitely couldn't feel at ease if he didn't get it out, he was afraid that Shan Fengli would be taken away.

Regarding the seizure, Chu Mo didn't know, he only knew that the divine souls of some powerful cultivators could forcibly occupy other people's bodies, but he hadn't heard that blood couldn't take away, so he was so worried.

"I know you're a drop of blood, and if your master was the one who was pinched by a big hand, then you wouldn't have done such a ridiculous thing as taking away a woman."

Shan Fengli looked at Chu Mo puzzled, a little puzzled what Chu Mo meant by those words, but soon she felt drowsy, her lips moved slightly, she closed her eyes, her breath was even, and she seemed to be really asleep.

A drop of crimson blood slowly appeared from the center of her eyebrows, and Chu Mo just wanted to grab this drop of blood, but saw it gently drip to the ground and disappear again.

"It's not that simple!"

Chu Mo saw that Shan Fengli's face was turning pale at a speed visible to the naked eye after losing this drop of blood, and he knew that the matter was not over like that, and he didn't care about anything, so he took out the moonlight sword in the storage ring and inserted it directly into the ground, and at the same time, one after another Void Sword Qi overflowed, trying to catch the drop of blood.

It's just that what makes him feel powerless is that he can't see any blood at all, and Shan Fengli's face is already like a serious illness, and the anger in Chu Mo's heart has accumulated to a critical point, what has been decided, and his heart suddenly moved.

"Extreme Dao Soul Lock, help me, what's the point of assimilation a little more!"

I saw a black mang flash out on Chu Mo's right arm, and a black chain appeared on his arm, slowly falling off and falling to the ground, embedded in the crimson soil.

Seeing the Extreme Dao Soul Lock disappear in front of his eyes as if he had his own consciousness, Chu Mo's eyes were firm, no matter what the other party was, I believe that the Extreme Dao Soul Lock would definitely be able to pull it out, no matter how simple it was, there would be no mystery of this chain.

After waiting quietly for a few hours, Chu Mo faintly noticed that the color of the ground in the Red Blood Frontier was slowly becoming lighter, at first he thought it was his own illusion, and only after the soil under him had all turned to a normal color, he was sure that something had happened.

"Boom!"

A hole appeared on the ground not far away, and the Extreme Dao Soul Lock ran out, what shocked Chu Mo was that the Extreme Dao Soul Lock at this time was blood-red, where was the jet-black before, what did it do underground?

Without waiting for Chu Mo to understand what was happening, he saw that the Extreme Dao Soul Lock seemed to be dragging something out, and when he was in front of him, Chu Mo saw clearly that it was a person's skull, and there was a faint split mark in the center of his eyebrows, and a drop of bright red blood was flowing in it, exuding an astonishing momentum, making Chu Mo faintly feel that this drop of blood could kill him easily.

"You're the drop of blood I see!"

Thinking of the scene he saw when he drank the red earth blood, Chu Mo reacted at this time, the drop of blood that dripped into Shan Fengli's eyebrows could not be compared to the drop in front of him at all.

The skull suddenly cracked, and the drop of blood actually shot towards Chu Mo's eyebrows, Chu Mo was caught off guard and directly felt that there seemed to be an extra will in his sea of consciousness that did not belong to him, and this will did not have any malice, just said a word over and over again.

"Lies, don't believe those sanctimonious hypocrites, leave this world, kill Mo Xiangli, please!"

Faintly, a man in a long robe appeared in Chu Mo's sea of knowledge, with a trace of sadness on his face, and pleaded to Chu Mo in a sincere tone.

"Who are you!?"

Chu Mo's voice sounded in his sea of consciousness, and the man in long clothes was just about to say something, but suddenly looked up at the crimson Extreme Dao Soul Lock that swept towards him with a frightened face, and shouted loudly: "My name is Yan Qige, remember my words, kill Mo Xiangli, you and I are the same cultivators of this realm, and we should eliminate the great enemy!" I have no intention of harming her as a Taoist companion, I will give her a creation, and you will help me kill Mo Xiangli ......"

The figure of the man in the long robe was crushed by the Extreme Dao Soul Lock, Chu Mo faintly felt that the Extreme Dao Soul Lock seemed to have a very enjoyable mood, he coldly glanced at the Extreme Dao Soul Lock that could freely penetrate his sea of consciousness, and withdrew his divine sense.

If it weren't for the Extreme Dao Soul Lock who had crushed Yan Qige's will just now, Chu Mo would definitely know more than that, at least he could know who the owner of that big hand was, and why he wanted to kill Yan Qige.

Chu Mo, the blood-red Extreme Dao Soul Lock, lost his mental sense of it, and he really hoped that this chain would be completely cut off from him, otherwise sooner or later he would be devoured and turned into a body.

Squatting down and holding Shan Fengli in his arms, Chu Mo saw that her face had returned to normal, and after a while, he opened his eyes, looking at Chu Mo's concerned face, his heart suddenly warmed, and a smile appeared on his beautiful face.

"Chu Mo, you brought me out alone again, do you want to do anything while I'm asleep?"

Hearing this, Chu Mo's face burned, he knew that his handle would definitely become a past that he could not look back on in his life, so he immediately turned pale and said in a straight voice: "How is your body, do you feel uncomfortable, your face was very bad just now." ”

Shan Fengli closed his eyes and felt it silently, and only after a while did he open his eyes and shook his head, "There is nothing uncomfortable, it is better to say that I feel that the blood flowing in my body is full of vitality, as if I have been reborn." ”

After Chu Mo repeatedly confirmed that Shan Fengli really had nothing abnormal, he put his mind at ease, as for Yan Qige's so-called creation to Shan Fengli, although Chu Mo was curious, since she didn't even know about herself, Chu Mo didn't tell everything about Yan Qige.