This is a mortal war, Mu Hao stood on a city wall, pulled out the enemy's battle flag, planted the battle flag of the mortal country, and looked up at the bottom of the city wall.

The eyes are sharp, the spear in his hand, I don't know how much blood he has drunk, faintly, the runes flicker, and the screaming place has a monstrous blood.

Mu Hao glanced at the spear, his sharp gaze, and at that moment, he showed a soft color, the spear had a spirit, and it trembled slightly in Mu Hao's hand, and in the past three months, the spear also showed a fierce aura.

Faintly, he became a murderer.

In this battlefield, both sides have 300,000 troops invested, and the dense corpses have attracted the bloodshed in the sky, and here, it has become a sea of corpses.

In this battle, they won, but there are only nearly 100,000 soldiers left, relatively speaking, this is a big victory, this battle, the name of the country.

The 100,000 soldiers, looking at the figure holding a spear above the city wall, had a fanatical look in their eyes.

At this moment, Mu Hao didn't have much joy, his body was full of blood, extremely rich, but at this moment, he was a little tired.

Looking at the dense corpse, I didn't know what to think, and after a long time, I sighed.

"One will become ten thousand bones, and from then on, the two will be separated, and the dream will not return to the earthly road..."Mu Hao sighed, this is war, it is a baptism of blood, and war is cruel.

Mu Hao has the physique of a catastrophe in the Heavenly Realm, even if he has not cultivated, in this mortal country, he is also an existence against the sky, but even so, he can feel the cruelty.

Looking at the almost endless corpses, all kinds of mutilated bodies and broken arms, ordinary people will vomit when they look at them.

This is the only way to go through a war, and you need to use the blood of the enemy to water your own fighting spirit.

These people who lie down are almost all young and hot-blooded people, many of them have wives at home, old people and children, but they died on the battlefield.

Mu Hao was faintly able to see how many white people had taken away their black hair, and even how many people were watching the news at home, for them, they didn't need to be generals, as long as they were safe.

A wisp of wind blew across the entire battlefield, and when the wind blew, it carried a coolness that blew on the faces of every soldier, making them sober.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, their hearts were also heavy, but this is the war, this is the purpose of their war to protect their beloved.

In this battle, the emperor of Fan Guo Dayue gave Mu Hao the king of the broken army, with 600,000 soldiers, sealing thousands of miles of territory, and sealing 100,000 taels of gold.

This war lasted for a whole year, and finally, it was time for a decisive battle.

Mu Hao was in charge, and the spear in his hand was silver and white, but at the tip of the spear, there was a little blood, and in that blood, there was an endless condensation of evil energy.

Faintly, a fierce aura burst out.

Both countries have gathered a million soldiers, and in this war, there have been too many losses, and these million soldiers are everything to both sides.

Mu Hao looked at the soldiers in front of him, densely packed, and a surge of war intent swept away the clouds above the sky.

The horns of war between the two countries sounded, and both sides rushed straight out.

"Battle..."

"Kill..."

War is on the verge of breaking out.

Mu Hao's spear is invincible, in the eyes of mortals, he is the spiritual leader, this year, Mu Hao has created too many legends.

They have all been recited through the ages, and they are all the achievements of the centuries, and his achievements have become the epic of the mortal country.

"This is the real war..."Mu Hao waved his hand and slapped an enemy soldier away, blood splattered on his body, like a baptism like a god of war.

This one was fought for three days and three nights, and for three days and three nights, Mu Hao didn't know how many people he had killed, he couldn't remember, and he didn't want to remember.

Mortal kingdom, victorious.

It's just that there are only 300,000 troops left, and the vitality of the country has been greatly damaged, but this time, they have expanded their territory, which is a rare event.

A decree was preached throughout all the lands.

"Breaking the army and seeking the fan, killing countless enemies, invincible, raising our morale, laying down the country for the country, sealing, the title of the god of war of the country, and the general of the town..."

......

But just as everyone was celebrating, Mu Hao disappeared, he didn't want to be canonized, everything was for the sake of refining his heart.

Mu Hao, back to the small mountain village at the beginning, no one in the village knows, he is Qiufan, only knows, he likes fishing, likes to see the scenery when he has nothing to do.

Mu Hao stood at the door, his hands on his back, the color of enlightenment in his eyes was intense to the extreme, if he wanted to, then, immediately, the rotten meaning in his body would disappear.

This is the second winter, and just like last year, it is snowy, but this year's snow is heavier.

"Spring goes to spring and comes again, and the mortal dust is no longer there..."Mu Hao could feel that his cultivation was a little uncontrollable, but this mortal country had a formation, and a killing machine emerged.

"On the summit monument, there is my name, and in the history of the world, there is my legend..."

"Mortal dust training mind, practice, is an artistic conception, see all the world, achieve their own state of mind, this is mortal dust practice heart..."

"Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are covetous, there are ...... Fan Chen..."Mu Hao raised his head slowly, and above his forehead, the heavenly eye suddenly opened.

A ray of light came out of the eye of the sky and shot towards the heavenly firmament, and that ethereal formation, for the first time, was completely seen by Mu Hao.

To be precise, what he saw was a corner of the formation, Mu Hao didn't know how big this formation was, at least, it also shrouded the entire mortal world.

"Cover the sky with a formation, replace the starry sky, and envelop the entire mortal world with an ethereal meaning, making this place an independent space, what a big stroke..."

Mu Hao's body shook, his throat was sweet, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, Mu Hao smiled bitterly, he finally knew why there were only mortals and no monks here.

Because here, it is the space condensed by others with great mana, and people are mortals, but what they can see is only this mortal world.

"Isn't this a space condensed by great power, with great mana, used as a place for future generations of disciples to refine their hearts...?"

Mu Hao felt a chill in his heart, this possibility is very big, why, when his cultivation is revealed, there is a killing machine locked, and this killing machine comes from the large array above.

"No wonder here, there are only mortals..."

"It's no wonder, the monkey stopped barking, it turned out, I was afraid of revealing my cultivation..."Mu Hao muttered, suppressing his own cultivation fluctuations, and looking around, he suddenly found that he had a trace of reluctance here.

The tree in front of the hut has no leaves, only snow, and between heaven and earth, white, has become the main tone.

Three days later, Mu Hao's state of mind was complete, and there was wisdom in his eyes, although he was not as sharp as Confucianism, he was much sharper than ordinary people.

"It's time to leave..."Mu Hao walked out of the cabin and walked towards the majestic peak, this time, he walked very slowly, originally, there was only one day to reach the place, this time, it took five days.

Looking at that mountain, Mu Hao smiled, although it was only a short year, but he had too many changes, he had seen all the states in the world, and he also had a better judgment on things, and his mind was like a demon.

Mu Hao suddenly noticed something, turned his head and looked sideways, the old Confucian man at the beginning, standing not far from him, standing with his hands upright, and there was a complex meaning in those wise eyes.

"Thank you seniors for mentioning it at the beginning..."Mu Hao clenched his fists and said seriously.

The old man smiled, shook his head, waved his hand, and said, "You, who are not destined to be from this world, help you, what's the matter..."

Mu Hao's heart was shocked, presumably the old man of Confucianism also saw that this place was a forged mortal world, and it was a place for monks to refine their hearts.

"If I have the chance, I will take you to the real... The world..."Mu Hao said seriously, people from all countries can't see the real starry sky.

"Hehe, young man, you are wrong, the mortal world, that is, the mortal world, just like you monks, when you come here, you are still mortals, and you can't afford to make big waves..."

"But if we go to the cultivation realm, we don't have the power to choose life..."The old man said slowly, not caring if Mu Hao listened or not, he turned around directly and walked away slowly.

Mu Hao looked at the figure of the other party, and after a long time, he nodded, bowed in the direction of leaving, and then looked at the mountain peak.

"We, we are people from two worlds..."Mu Hao began to climb the mountain, this time the speed reached the extreme he could perform, just an hour, and he came to the top of the mountain, the elixir on the mountainside, he still didn't take it.

Looking at the summit monument on the side, he couldn't help but sigh, his cultivation finally couldn't be suppressed, but in an instant, it suddenly dispersed, and the decaying meaning completely dissipated.

A burst of vitality filled the whole body, feeling the strong power in the body, and Mu Hao's face also showed a smile.

At the same time as Mu Hao's cultivation was dispersed, the large array on the top of the firmament was slowly moving, and finally, a spatial crack appeared in front of Mu Hao, and a familiar aura came out from within the spatial crack.

"Experiencing mortal dust to prove one's Dao heart, this is mortal refining the mind, this is the cultivation of the state of mind..."

"That great Confucian is right, refining the heart in the dust is also a practice...... It's just that I don't know, what realm I've cultivated to..."Mu Hao's gaze showed a look of determination, and then, step towards this spatial crack.

This step is two worlds.

Just like crossing the long river of time and space, this step is a step for mortals to become monks, and it is also a step for Mu Hao, a mortal to refine his heart.

Mu Hao felt dizzy for a while, but in just an instant, he recovered, and in front of him, it was not the previous scenery, under his feet, nor on the top of the mountain.

Mu Hao looked back, there was no mountain before, a little, it was an attic, and when Mu Hao was thinking, he subconsciously looked up.

Heaven and earth were all dark, and above Mu Hao's head, dark clouds were rolling, with the sound of thunder, resounding in all directions, and a trace of heavenly power shrouded below.

"This is, is my cultivation a catastrophe?" Mu Hao looked at the rolling catastrophe, but he did not panic at all, all the dust refines the heart, what he practiced, is the word mood, Mu Hao's cultivation, under this catastrophe, is thorough, boiling, monstrous qi and blood, giving people a feeling of a wild beast.

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