Chapter 812: A Small World Opens
I have to say that Ming Mo is well hidden, Murong Yuxuan, who was looking around at the crowd, just glanced at Ming Mo and looked away, but it was Mu Xinxi and Mu Xinglan who made Murong Yuxuan's gaze stay for a few more seconds, although Mu Xinglan gave Murong Yuxuan the feeling that she looked like an ordinary person, but that unique aura gave people a sense of danger, like seeing flowers in the fog, and what interested Murong Yuxuan even more was Mu Xinglan's unique temperament and appearance.
As for the spring-like aura on Mu Xinxi's body and the cultivation of the Eight Heavenly Realms, Murong Yuxuan took a second look, as for Mingmo, he was directly ignored by Murong Yuxuan, although he had a good appearance and a special temperament, in Murong Yuxuan's eyes, Mingmo was only an eighth-order cultivation of the Condensation Source Realm.
Finally, while everyone was waiting, the white light cluster in front of them became brighter and brighter, the spatial fluctuations had reached the limit, the white light cluster exploded suddenly, and a gate where white light converged appeared in front of everyone's eyes, exuding infinite attraction.
Seeing this door, the eyes of many Heaven Realm powerhouses were extremely hot, and their eyes flashed with a feverish and greedy light, with an expression of eagerness, but due to the presence of the four Transformation Realm powerhouses, no one moved their feet. Glancing at each other, the four old men of the Transformation Realm glanced at Murong Yuxuan and the people behind him, and their feet moved, and at the same time, they swept towards the white space gate, and their bodies disappeared into the light gate in an instant.
"Uncle Hei, Uncle Qing, let's go in too!"
Seeing such a situation, Murong Yuxuan smiled slightly, said a word to the two behind her, and took the lead in stepping into the space door.
Seeing that several strong people had already entered, I don't know who shouted: "Rush!" Then a group of Heavenly Realm powerhouses rushed towards the White Light Gate in unison, and the many Heavenly Realms that swarmed were the first to enter the ruins, and some people had even attacked others, and the scene was extremely chaotic.
And the three of them, Ming Mo and Mu Xinglan, watched quietly there, and did not move.
"A group of ants are fighting each other for a cemetery that I don't know if it's a strong person in the Nirvana Realm, this is the humble thing about ants. ”
Looking at the many Tianyuan Realm powerhouses who were fighting together, Mu Xinglan looked at it coldly, and there was a look of sarcasm and disdain in her beautiful eyes.
"Don't say that, the weak have the survival of the weak, the strong have the survival of the strong, all for a better survival, their approach is quite shameful in your opinion, but for them to fight for their own best interests, they are not wrong, but the means are a little stupid. ”
Ming Mo glanced at Mu Xinglan, smiled indifferently, and explained.
"Yes, it's all for a better survival, this is the sorrow that belongs to the weak, for the sake of profit, the ugliness of human nature is undoubtedly exposed, and no one is right or wrong. ”
Mu Xinxi muttered to herself after listening to Ming Mo's words, and said as if she had some feelings.
Mu Xinglan was slightly stunned, then seemed to understand something, calmly looked at the scene in front of her, and didn't say anything anymore.
Finally, after half a pillar of incense, hundreds of Heavenly Realm powerhouses had all entered the White Light Gate, but there were also a few corpses left outside the Light Gate, which were the Heavenly Realm powerhouses who were unfortunately killed in the melee just now, and their strength was relatively weak, so they became victims.
"Now it's our turn to go in. ”
Ming Mo smiled slightly, looked at Mu Xinxi and the two women, and said, "Let's go, go in and see if this so-called Nirvana Realm powerhouse's tomb is worth our trip." ”
After Ming Mo finished speaking, in Mu Xinglan's embarrassed gaze, he directly hugged Mu Xinglan's delicate body, glanced at Mu Xinxi, moved under his feet, and swept towards the white light gate.