When the Lord of the Evil Gate Hall came, the whirlpool in front of the Dragon Gate also rotated faster and faster, this scene made the faces of the three people of the Evil Gate change, and they moved faster, obviously the three of them guessed the answer.

"Huhuhu!" The wind suddenly howled outside the dragon gate, which was stronger than when the dragon gate was opened before.

In just a few breaths, the three of them had already arrived, and the fierce clouds had already recovered from the state of the golden dragon, and when the wind around them was raging, the extremely powerful fists blasted towards one of them.

"If you don't open the formation, no one will want to go in. Lie Yun stood in front of Ye Mo and said to the Lord of the Evil Gate, his words full of determination.

The hall master of the evil gate glanced at the roaring whirlpool, and then stretched out his hand to summon it in the sky, and the compass hovering in the sky turned into a light and was put into his sleeve, and he had no choice at this moment.

"Hmph......" After taking the compass away, the Lord of the Evil Gate Hall snorted coldly.

The person who was blown away by the Burning Cloud's punch spewed out a mouthful of blood in the air, and then flew to the side of the Evil Gate Hall Master.

When everyone stopped fighting, the suction power coming from the whirlpool outside the dragon gate suddenly spread, and the suction came too suddenly, and Ye Mo's body was directly sucked into it by the whirlpool.

Lieyun did not resist, and entered it along the whirlpool, and several people from the Evil Gate then entered it one by one.

After a frenzied suction, the dragon gate returned to its former tranquility again, and the blood moon in the sky also returned to its original appearance due to the departure of Ye Mo. The roaring beasts in the woods also stopped.

On this ten-light star, there is another country next to the country of day and night, this is Biyun country, there are four sects in this country, and the four sects are harmonious on weekdays, but secretly all kinds of infighting often occur, and each side wants to annex each other's sects.

One of the sects is the Fangshui Sect, there are thousands of disciples in this sect, but in the Biyun domestic night, it can only be regarded as the bottom of the existence, the sect is full of green mountains, and many pavilions stand among them.

The originally peaceful and beautiful Fang Shui Sect was now full of lifeless feelings, the mountains were filled with a lot of thick fog, just the day after Ye Mo and the others entered the Dragon Gate, all the disciples in the Fang Shui Sect were concentrated.

An old man in a cyan robe was standing in front of the disciples, and there was a middle-aged man standing in front of him, the man's face and eyebrows were deeply wrinkled together, and he looked at the extremely old man in front of him, with a deep reluctance in his eyes.

"The old man's limit is approaching, and now the neighboring sect is eyeing our water sect, and he is desperate for a hundred years, and it is still difficult to escape the fate of being annexed after all...... But...... The old man is willing to die in exchange for a glimmer of life for our Water Sect. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he raised his head and glanced at the man in front of him, and laughed heartily on his wrinkled face, and then the momentum on the old man's body suddenly rose, and in a blink of an eye, he reached the peak of this lamp realm.

The withered hand hidden under the green shirt suddenly raised, and the fluctuations in the eyes of the hand were extremely strong, and those disciples of the Fang Shui Sect looked at the old man, their faces were full of respect for the old man, and of course there was an even stronger sadness at this moment.

The old man laughed loudly, his hand was already pressed on the top of his head, and when the flame poured in, the old man's eyes suddenly showed a clear color.

"West, young man ......" the old man only said two words, and finally fell to the ground and died, until he died, there was a smile on his face, not to mention that he saw hope.

"Congratulations to the old man!" After the man glanced at the old man, he shouted extremely respectfully, and bowed deeply forward, the old man's words before he died still echoed in his ears, and as his words spread, the disciples behind him bowed to the old man in unison.

"Now that the Ancestor is in the world, if anyone dares to divulge a word, kill!" the man turned around suddenly, a look of majesty flashed in his eyes, and he swept over the thousands of disciples below and said.

The disciples below didn't dare to raise their heads one by one, and they all hurriedly nodded yes.

Now that the ancestor of Fang Shui Sect has died, now he is the backbone of Fang Shui Sect, and now he is the master of a sect, but there is no joy on the man's face, no matter whether the old man's words before he dies or not, he will do it.

After this day, Fang Shuizong dispatched a large number of disciples to go out to look for him, just to find a young man.

Ever since Ye Mo had been sucked into the vortex that night, he had been in a coma, and the power in the vortex was so great that he had been swept into a very strange place by his vortex.

The inside of the Dragon Gate is very large, like a world, and now the Dragon Gate is not as beautiful as depicted by the ancient barbarian sacrifices, and now the Dragon Gate is more like a tomb, a shocking tomb, and the sky is completely shrouded in a black smoke miasma, which makes people a little unclear whether it is night or day here.

Ye Mo's body was lying on some gravel, he hadn't woken up yet, but the original red hair and the thick bloody aura on his body had disappeared, and that time had finally passed, and the red mole on his arm had re-hidden under his skin.

A gust of wind blew, and the young man lying on the ground shivered violently, and there was a very cold feeling in the gust of wind.

"Ahem......" Ye Mo got up from the rubble, his appearance was extremely messy, his white clothes were torn a lot in the whirlpool, his whole body felt tattered, and he still held the bloody sword in his hand.

He looked at the blood sword in his hand with some surprise, his eyes were complicated, but fortunately, the blood qi on the blood sword did not emanate, it looked like his own Sky Slashing Sword, only a little shorter.

The blood sword had saved his life, but it seemed so dangerous to him that he could only be afraid of it when he had red hair.

Then after putting the sword aside, Ye Mo stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes a few times, when he saw the white clothes, there was joy in his eyes that could not be concealed, at this moment he was like a dead person resurrected, he raised his head and looked around, his eyes were no longer confused, but became extremely calm, because he remembered many things.

His hands kept rummaging around his body, and finally two blue rings appeared in his hands, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw these two rings, and he had put all his things in the rings.

Ye Mo felt his cultivation for a moment, and then he was surprised to find that he had broken through, and he couldn't help but look at his left hand while being excited.

"Huh...... What the hell is going on!" Ye Mo's brows suddenly furrowed, and his face instantly darkened.

Just as he was running the Yan Body Realm formula, he found that the eyes in his body could not be mobilized at all, which made him feel uneasy in his heart, and he originally wanted to take a Juyan Crystal from the ring to recover his cultivation, although the flame power in this dragon gate was extremely strong, he didn't dare to absorb it easily.

"Something is wrong...... What the hell went wrong. After Ye Mo tried a few more times, but the inflammation in his body was still as stable as Mount Tai, and there was still no change in the slightest, he knew that the inflammation in his body was still there, but no matter how he tried, he couldn't bring it out.

"Ahem......" Just as Ye Mo was thinking hard, there were suddenly several voices behind him that made his whole body tremble, and the voice was a little old.

Ye Mo has been vigilant since he woke up, and when the extremely abrupt voice came out, Ye Mo picked up the blood sword and jumped.

"Who?" Ye Mo yelled as he turned abruptly.

A figure in a black robe appeared in his sight, it was an old face, Ye Meng knew this person, the person in front of him was the same evil man who attacked Ye Mo in that village.

It's just that the face of the original man in black has been hidden under the black bubble, but now it is completely exposed, and under the fright, Ye Mo's eyes are staring at the man in black in front of him, and his whole body is ready to retreat.

"Giggle...... Little bastard, now that you meet the old man, see how you escape. The black-robed man's eyes flashed with a playful light, he looked at Ye Mo, who was no longer a red-haired man, and he was already arrogant in his heart, when he was outside the Dragon Gate, the red-haired Ye Mo made a deep impression on him, especially the indifferent eyes He still remembers vividly.

As soon as the black-robed man's words fell, Ye Mo secretly scolded in his heart, now that his cultivation is useless, how fast can he run with just the strength of his body? Thinking of this, Ye Mo has no intention of escaping.

"Old horseman, the master's life is here, you have the ability to come!" Ye Mo waved the sword in his hand, and then shouted.

"Four-color body kill!" the old man looked cold, looked at Ye Mo with a wave of his sleeves and said.

Ye Mo stood the blood sword in front of him, his young heart was already beating wildly, but there was also a flicker of murder in his eyes, he was almost killed by the old man in front of him at the beginning, and now he couldn't escape his fate, how could he not hate it in his heart.

However, when the black-robed man waved his sleeves, the flame power of the surrounding heaven and earth did not change at all, and the four-colored magic light did not appear in front of Ye Mo.

Ye Mo was also stunned for a moment, at this moment he finally understood why he couldn't use the power of fire, he was not the only one who couldn't use the power of fire, and the same was true of the black-robed man in front of him, all because of the environment they were in at the moment.

"It can't be. The black-robed man also realized this problem, and immediately spoke silently.

Once the Yanli cultivator can't use his own flame power, he will become no different from a mortal, unless he is mainly refining his body like a person who guards a lineage, even if he loses the power of his physical body, it is still shocking, but obviously the black-robed person in front of Ye Mo does not belong to that kind of person.

"Old Puffer, you have today. Ye Mo stared at the old man, his eyes began to become unscrupulous, swept back and forth over the black-robed man, and walked over with the sword in his hand.

"Junior, the old man cultivates to kill you like pinching an ant to death when he is here, don't be arrogant. The black-robed man looked at the murderous night silence, and said with a little trembling body, his magic weapons are all in the storage ring, and now he can't take them out, which makes him desperate and aggrieved at the same time.

"Haha, old horseman, it's easier for me to kill you than to pinch an ant to death. Ye Mo didn't pay any attention to it, and the sword in his hand had already been slashed.