After putting the Demon Emperor Palace away, Mo Lingxuan looked back at the world. The next time I come back, I don't know when it will be. Have you ever left traces in this world?

Putting away all the emotions in his heart, he turned around and stepped into the passage without hesitation.

The passage emitted a white light that enveloped everyone. These are all strong men in the next three days, and they are all existences that are enough to be kings and hegemons here, but the path of martial arts is like this, and it is endless. The next three days are no longer suitable for them to go further, they are going to the middle three days!

In the third day, it is a bigger world, the strong are like clouds, and the competitiveness is stronger. However, they will not be afraid.

The journey from the next three days to the middle three days is not too short.

The white light in the passage was very soft, not as violent as expected. Mo Lingxuan sat cross-legged in the void and walked along the passage.

"The Eight Great Demon Servants, in the First World War that year, all disappeared without a trace. However, the world is not big, but it is not small, and I believe that no matter where they are, even if they are at the ends of the earth, I can find them and fight with me!"

Mo Lingxuan clenched his fists and looked into the distance.

Then, he stood up. The caftan is fluttering. He didn't release anyone from the Demon Emperor's Palace to accompany him, because although this passage seemed to be peaceful, no one knew what kind of danger would arise.

It is rumored that there have been many strange incidents in the communication channels of various worlds, and many strong people have died.

For example, it was obvious that a group of people came in, but now there was only Mo Lingxuan alone in this place, and the others couldn't even see a ghost.

There is a preaching that the essence of the passage between the two realms is not a passage, but a world. There are living beings in this world. Some people even claim that in fact, the upper, middle, and lower heavens are not actually connected at all, but because of the existence of the passage, people mistakenly think that they were once a whole. All in all, there are so many stories about spatial passages.

Looking at the halos of light in the passage, Mo Lingxuan was silent.

"Roar!" Suddenly, a loud roar sounded in this quiet and peaceful spatial passage, and a blood-colored tiger pounced towards Mo Lingxuan from the white aperture.

Three days to connect the channel, every day, they have to be baptized by the space channel to confirm whether they are qualified to go to the upper realm. In the Netherworld, it is very difficult in comparison, and the challenge to accept is terrifying, and it can even be said to be a severe punishment!

"I can't help myself!"

Mo Lingxuan snorted coldly, who is he? A generation of demon emperors, would he be afraid of these things? Naturally, it is impossible!

With a wave of his hand, the blood tiger let out a wail, and then its entire body shattered. Strange to say, it was clearly a blood-colored tiger, but after the explosion, it turned into a white mist and returned to the passage!

Then, groups of creatures appeared to block Mo Lingxuan.

There is no doubt that all of them were killed by Mo Lingxuan.

However, Mo Lingxuan did not feel joyful, but frowned.

"What's going on?" Mo Lingxuan said secretly. Although he knew that this passage was strange, for thousands of years, there was only one beast in the upper realm and ten thousand beasts in the lower realm. But along the way, he encountered nearly a thousand beasts.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the passage shook violently. I saw that the originally soft passage like fairy light actually began to vibrate, the white light disappeared, and the passage became scarlet. Mo Lingxuan had even smelled a smell of blood.

Figures emerged one after another. After Mo Lingxuan saw it, his face suddenly changed.

Because there are ten figures in total, each of them has exactly the same appearance as him, and even the breath is the same. The cultivation is only one point weaker than him!

"What's going on?" Mo Lingxuan muttered to himself. He had never encountered such a situation in his previous life.

"Those who change their lives against the sky, enter three days, and there will be no forgiveness!" Ten people who were exactly the same as Mo Lingxuan looked at him and spoke indifferently.

"I see. Mo Lingxuan spoke, "I should have died, but my soul borrowed the weight of someone else's body to live! This is a matter of changing one's life against the sky, and the way of heaven does not tolerate it." And these people, the rules of the avenue?"

He clenched his fists and said, "What can I do? I am the Demon Emperor, and your so-called heaven can't suppress me!"

He let out a loud shout, and instantly jumped up and fought with the ten people.

About half a pillar of incense passed, three of the ten people fell, but Mo Lingxuan was not comfortable. He spurted a mouthful of blood and had a lot of scars on his body. One of the wounds almost cut his belly!

How could he have been so embarrassed since he was reborn? It can be seen from this that the horror of these ten figures.

If everyone in the next three days encounters it, it is estimated that only two figures can sweep them invincible. Thankfully, this was Mo Lingxuan's catastrophe, and naturally it had nothing to do with them. Otherwise, I'm afraid they won't be able to get out of this passage at all!

Mo Lingxuan rested for a moment, then held the Demon Emperor Palace in his hand and bombarded it again. He Mo Lingxuan is like this, he has a ruthless energy, as long as he has a slight chance of winning, he will do his best.

In his previous life, he relied on this ruthlessness to kill the Demon Emperor's great name! In this life, that strength will naturally not dry up!

Mo Lingxuan's attack was very fierce, without the slightest flinch, "Bang!" The Demon Emperor Palace smashed on the body of one of the "Mo Lingxuan", turning it into ashes.

Four people have been killed, and there are six left!

Mo Lingxuan's blood boiled, and he continued to bombard, and in the blink of an eye, another person was blasted into a blood mark by him.

Every time he kills someone, it is an extreme challenge for him, because the Dharma that those people are doing is exactly the same as his. Therefore, while he bombarded and killed these people, he was also looking for his own shortcomings, making up for them, and making changes.

This is a bloody battle, but it is also a hard-to-find experience.

The more he killed, the stronger he became, but beyond his imagination, the strength of those people was gradually getting stronger.

"Poof!" there are four left.

"Poof. "There are three left.

However, these last three people made Mo Lingxuan feel very difficult, because those three people seemed to have made some extreme leaps, and everyone's means had already surpassed him!

"Kill!" However, he did not flinch. The heart of the strong does not allow people to retreat.

In the end, he had even adopted the desperate style of killing 1,000 enemies and losing 800 of his own lives! It's not that he doesn't want to live anymore, he knows that at this critical moment, if he doesn't fight hard, he will definitely die.

He didn't want the people in the Demon Emperor's Palace to come out to help him, because he knew that it was meaningless, and if he was released, he would die, so it was better for him to fight to the end alone.

His flesh and blood were blurred, and he took another person with him.

But his physical strength gradually ran out......