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"Jiuding City, according to legend, has been inherited in the primeval era, has been millions of years, and it is inhabited by a very large number of races, densely populated, and killing between races can often be seen, and killing can be staged almost without a word!"

"But with the passage of time, all the races in Jiuding City disappeared overnight, some ancient books record that they may have soared and flown to another mysterious place, and some people have rumored that these races have suffered drastic changes, and it is even rumored that it is the invasion of alien species from the outside world, which led to their demise!"

Legend has it that after the strange disappearance of the race, there is a strange person Ning Wuya who came here with a tripod in his hand, he has participated in the creation, cultivated to be unfathomable, almost shattered the space, his barbarian god king Ding is even more powerful, sweeping the invincible hand of the Eight Desolations and Liuhe, I am the only one, until I sit here, his body has formed a towering mountain, his pores have also turned into lush flowers and trees, his palms and even his legs have become undulating, endless mountains and hills, but the god king Ding accompanying him is disappearing without a shadow！

Later, there was a scene of the three major tribes migrating to this place, and by coincidence, they discovered the magical space where Ning Wuya sat down, which was called Dingmen!

And with the understanding of Ning Wuya by later generations, especially the coveting of the God King Ding, there are endless monks gathered here, but there is no doubt that they have not gained the slightest, and even put their lives into it!

And here, although the three major tribes are located in Jiuding City, there are barriers and gaps between them, and they will weaken the strength of the younger generation of the other party to the greatest extent in this strange space, so as to weaken the strength of the other tribe!

A piece of information quickly circulated in Mo Li's mind, and this was already three days later, at this moment he was already standing in this place again, and in order to be able to enter Dingmen smoothly, the Huyan tribe also announced a few days ago that Mo Li would become the guest of the Huyan tribe for life!

Such a move suddenly attracted the sighs of the other two major tribes, and some of the clansmen with evil intentions secretly colluded with each other and transmitted messages to each other, trying to intercept and kill him after successfully breaking into the Dingmen, and the most resolute attitude was Xuehai, which was not only about his status but also the key to seizing the other party's brute arts, and he now has absolute reasons to know that this so-called ink corpse must have mastered extremely mysterious and magical brute arts, and what Mo Lun said before his death is also real!

Therefore, in the place where the three major tribes gathered on the mountain field behind Jiuding City, they were all deeply guarded against each other, only Mo Li was still calmly staring at the place that was like an abyss in front of him, and looked around at the other two major tribes of Keqing and even the clansmen, but he did not find the figure of Xuehai, but Mo Li knew that such a treasure Xuehai would not give up, and he would definitely have a way to enter this Dingmen to snatch and create!

Maybe there may also be clansmen or guests in this so-called tribe who suppress cultivation, after all, this creation is extremely rare and very tempting!

"Boom!" The endless abyss suddenly sounded like a muffled thunder, as if the calm water surface suddenly had a water surge, and the sword blade like a cicada's wings was extremely sharp, and even the fog that was close to gathering was also crushed by the crazy cutting and crushing under the blowing of the gangfeng, and this momentum alone was terrifying, and you can imagine what kind of crisis will be under this abyss!

"Little Brother Mo, this wind has risen, and they will form a wave-shaped wind blade in half an hour, and that will be the best time to lurk!" said Hu Yan without revealing his divine sense.

Mo Li nodded slightly, this sudden appearance of the Gangfeng is not surprising, every time this Ding Gate is opened, it will spew out Gangfeng, once a strong person speculated that this may be a passage to the outer realm, otherwise how could this Gangfeng be so violent and raging, almost even the body protection barbarian weapon can be cut and broken, which makes people look different.

Half a quarter of an hour passed in a flash, and the wind that erupted from the abyss was also weakened with extreme precision, and in the end it formed a wave of water that blew up, with a ten-breath pause in between, and this was also the best time for them to lurk!

However, just before they were about to act, the Tuoba tribe took the lead, led by five Keqing, accompanied by ten clansmen, almost in a group of two Keqing, and the movement descended without hesitation, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

And the extremely low-key Black Mountain tribe has become extremely flamboyant at this moment, the same five guest qing, and the same ten clansmen, the same method descended into the abyss.

And at this moment, only the Huyan tribe and other scattered cultivators were left on the field, and the four of them were keqing and ten clansmen, and their footsteps gradually approached the abyss, and at the moment when the wind blade spread out, all of them rushed straight down at the fastest speed, and the body protection aura formed an armor to protect their bodies.

"Huhuhu......" Mo Li was at the end, but the Gangfeng he encountered was the most terrifying, the whirring wind blade cut his skin, faintly painful, if it weren't for the fact that his physique had been tempered by Ah Gong's refining of the brute beast essence blood bone soup, I am afraid that he would be cut and injured, and the Huyan tribe and even other guests have also suffered the impact!

And just after they settled in, all the scattered cultivators obviously knew the law of the wind blowing, and they all rose and fell together, and the field suddenly became silent.

"Ah......h

"Ah, my hand ......" screamed endlessly, and those monks who were relatively weak in cultivation all shattered their flesh under the continuous attack of the wind blade, shattered their blood and bones, and turned into a blood mist, which looked extremely bloody!

And just under this endless abyss, which lasted for a few breaths, the wavy wind suddenly changed again, like a tornado, the wind blade once again violently tore at the monk, and once again the monk died, screaming one after another, and the grief was long gone.

And at this moment, Mo Li couldn't calm down, the more the wind fell, the more fierce the pressure he was under, and the pressure he was under would be more terrifying, and the sudden wind blades had already left a rainbow-like scar on his chest and back.

"Buzz ......" a crisp muffled snort, the tearing wind blade suddenly increased, like a tornado swept him and disappeared into the Gangfeng passage, and the monk's screams still vaguely echoed in his ears, the sound came from below, the wail was extremely bitter and resentful, penetrating people's souls......

But this kind of encounter still can't stop people from diving, even if it is broken, even if the soul is extinguished, it is better to give it a go than to do nothing for a lifetime......