At the moment when Mu Xueyang stepped out of the gate of the Free City!

The Imperial Realm, the Forgotten Ridge.

The white mist of the avenue suddenly dispersed, revealing a winding stone path, and at the end of the path, a young man in white walked slowly!

This young man, holding a slender jade flute, closed his eyes and played a strange tune, with the tune, the young man stepped forward step by step, and the white mist around him also opened the way for him at the same time!

And when the young man completely stepped out of the area shrouded in white mist, the song stopped abruptly and the white mist reset.

The strange patterns on the young man's robe were all hidden, and he was extremely pure, and his narrow eyes were opened, revealing silver-white eyes, and the bottom of his eyes was full of joy!

"I'm finally out......"

He called in a low voice: "Evening, little Bai'er, I'm here......"

At the same time, in a deep forest, the eyelashes of the sleeping white-robed man trembled almost invisibly.

And An Xiang and An Yang trembled in unison at this time, and at the same time received a transmission, and then turned their heads to look at each other.

"Don't worry, it's still under control. ”

The two breathed a long sigh of relief, and had to sigh again:

"I really can't hide anything from that person!"

A quarter of an hour before the opening of the Wushui Secret Realm.

A heavy rain of light poured down.

Those pale golden clusters of light smashed from the dark clouds to the earth, and then disappeared into the earth.

Mu Xueyang was not surprised by this, and stretched out his right hand to catch one of the light clusters.

No one saw it, Mu Xueyang, holding up the light group. That light group, in Mu Xueyang's hands, gradually peeled off into a light filament, and disappeared from the earth.

In the end, the center of the light cluster was no longer pale gold, but inky black.

The inky black light was painted into a strange rune in Mu Xueyang's palm.

Seeing the rune, Mu Xueyang's eyes sank.

That rune is the pass to the secret realm of Wushui! And the same ...... That rune, too...... Reincarnation!

At the same time, Mu Tian, Celong, and Bai Jiao, who were sleeping, were all awakened by the light rain, and all the surrounding light submerged into the bodies of the three, and the black mark also appeared in their palms!

A quarter of an hour later.

The imprint of Mu Xueyang's palm glowed with black light, and then, a beam of light fell from the sky, carrying Mu Xueyang into the Wushui Secret Realm!

In the secret realm, Mu Xueyang's figure appeared in the darkness.

The mark on the palm of his hand suddenly emitted a white light.

A pitch-black mark, emitting a white light, thinking about how impossible it was, was now happening in Mu Xueyang's palm.

Somehow, Mu Xueyang subconsciously raised his right hand high.

The white light suddenly flourished, expelling all the darkness around it, leaving only a dazzling white!

I don't know how long it took, but the white light finally dimmed, and finally fell silent.

And around, it's no longer the pitch black, but a small island.

On the blue sky of the island, a line of black words appeared-

Pitch black is like destruction, milky white is new life.

And the island is densely packed, and there are thousands of people......

Without waiting for Mu Xueyang to think about it, everyone fought, and one of them attacked Mu Xueyang!

Mu Xueyang's eyes were cold, the glass half covered his face, and the sword suddenly appeared, the sword slashed, and a blood line appeared on the person's neck, and then, he fell to the ground, unable to stand up again.

Another person struck.

Mu Xueyang didn't care about that person, so he picked a sword flower and took that person's life.

What really interested her was the pitch-black mark on the palm of her hand.

As she killed the two, the mark on the palm of her hand seemed to be less black...... She could see a streak of blood beneath the darkness.

Pitch black is like destruction, milky white is new life.

"So, the rule of the Wushui Secret Realm this time is to kill?"

"So......" Mu Xueyang licked his lips and said in a low voice, "I announce, the game ...... Let's go!"

The pitch-black wings stretched suddenly, and Mu Xueyang's whole person flew into the air in an instant, the corners of his lips under the crystal mask hooked, and in an instant, countless thin gray lines covered this small island!

Mu Xueyang's killing game has begun.