The Wuyin Mountain Range, a mountain range shrouded in dense fog all year round in the north of the Tianqian Country, stretches for thousands of miles, even the most sophisticated hunters around it, do not dare to enter it easily, not only the mountain roads are rugged and complicated, but also countless strange beasts are entrenched in it, which is extremely dangerous.

At night, the bright moon hung high, but there were still no fingers in the foggy mountains, a figure shuttled through the jungle, the body was dexterous, like an ape, his body exuded a faint red light, speeding all the way, those beasts who usually never allowed other creatures to enter their territory, but turned a blind eye to this bold human being.

If Wu Ming could be conscious at this moment, he would definitely have found that he had reached the place where he killed for the first time, and the killer was in hot pursuit, so he could only be entered into the Fog Hidden Mountain Range and use the special location here to kill the other party.

His footsteps did not pause in the slightest, but the whole person was now in an unconscious state, and in the sea of consciousness that had just opened, there was always an old voice calling to him, and his body was only relying on his own instinct to move forward.

More than an hour later, Wu Ming came to a cliff, and the cliff he faced rose at ninety degrees, towering like a cloud, and the cliff was flat and smooth, as if he had been slashed from above by a giant sword.

Seeing that his body was about to hit the cliff, his body did not pause, and he hit it headlong, the collision in his mind did not happen, the cliff wall dissolved like a water pattern, and Wu Ming's body melted into the cliff.

In the pastoral village, Zhou Tai buried Aunt Chen's body next to the villagers' tombs according to Wu Ming's instructions, and then went to Buluo City non-stop, he didn't know what Wu Ming wanted him to do in Buluo City, so he could only find an inn to live in Buluo City and wait quietly.

If it weren't for the contract between him and Wu Ming, he would have doubted whether Wu Ming had been killed by some master, and Zhou Tai, who was really impatient, could only return to the village to find him, but in the cottage, there was only a dried corpse.

The frightened Zhou Tai can be regarded as escaping from the cottage, even if he is in the cottage as a prestige, killing people without blinking, he has never seen the technique of sucking people into dry corpses, and when he returned to the inn, he has been entangled in extreme fear, whether to go to a famous and decent family to expose this demon in the world.

In the torment, Zhou Tai spent the longest three days, and in the end, for the sake of his own life, he still decided to wait for Wu Ming to come back, instead of exposing him, and in the time he had little contact with Wu Ming, he also felt that the other party was not the kind of ruthless person, but a person who valued love and righteousness.

Based on the above situation, while waiting, he also began to collect information about Wu Ming, pieced together the information he got bit by bit, and got a terrifying answer, the pioneer of the Tianqian Kingdom who had died two years ago, the general's righteous son Wu Ming was resurrected.

Although I couldn't believe it, there was no one else who met this description, not only had something to do with Tianyuan Village, but also had such a terrifying cultivation method, wasn't the general's biological son just because of this exercise that he was taken by the cultivation sect and brought to the sect to practice?

Zhou Tai completely gave up the idea of going against Wu Ming, and waited for the other party to come back in the city of no fall, and this time was another year passed.

In the Fog Hidden Mountain Range, after passing through the cliff wall, the eyes suddenly opened up, an octagonal house building was hidden in it, and in front of the eight walls, there were eight statues, and Wu Ming sat cross-legged at the foot of the statue that had fallen the stone sword.

At this moment, the eight statues in their hands have long been without their respective weapons, and before Wu Ming came, there were already two statues sitting cross-legged at their feet, but he was unconscious and did not wake up to see.

Within a year, people entered the room one after another, sat down cross-legged at the foot of the statue, put their weapons on their laps, and meditated quietly.

When someone sat down at the foot of the last statue, the eight people opened their eyes at the same time, the familiar environment in front of them, the strange people beside them, and in their minds, an old voice said to Wu Ming: "Defeat the others in front of you, become a binder, and choose your fate." ”

The atmosphere was very cold, and in a small space, even the breathing sound of several people could be heard clearly, and some people were breathing rapidly, Wu Ming didn't know what news they received, but Wu Ming believed that it should be not much different from what he had in mind.

Suddenly, there was a sword qi bursting out, blood splattered, there was blood, someone made a move, that person shot quickly, just in an instant, he cut off an arm of the person next to him, if it wasn't for the other party's quick reaction, that sword had already cut off his neck.

The moment the blood flew out, almost everyone shot at the same time, and their target was a stranger who had only met once just now.

The long knife in Wu Ming's hand blocked the spear of the person next to him, and the other hand had already taken out the folding fan and stabbed it at the person on the other side, there was no flying needle in the folding fan, and it was only used as a sharp piece of iron at the moment.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying situation happened in front of his eyes, the folding fan he had taken from Wang Fei was cut open like a fragile piece of tissue paper under the other party's long knife.

He didn't have time to think about it, he hurriedly withdrew his hand, his body retreated, his shoulder hit the chest of the person behind him, and the other party crashed away, and the long knife used to block in his hand was already slightly bent at this moment, this treasure that Wang Fei treasured and was reluctant to use, in the hands of this group of people, he couldn't withstand a single blow.

Thinking back carefully, the weapons in the hands of these people were the original weapons in the hands of those statues, and Wu Ming used to have a long sword called Holy Tu, on the battlefield, the enemy did not have any armor that could block his sword.

The two people beside Wu Ming seemed to have discovered the strangeness of the weapon in his hand, and after the two glanced at each other, they actually attacked him in a unified manner, Wu Ming was shocked in his heart, the cultivation of this group of people was similar to his own, but the gap between the weapons in his hands was too big, and he couldn't help but be afraid.

Especially his ability to see through the trajectory of the opponent's aura after a hundred tests before, it had no effect at this time, and he could only roughly feel the aura cultivation of this group of people, but he couldn't judge the opponent's attack position, which made him a little weaker invisibly.