This time the creation is not the mortal dust refining the heart, not the divine channel method, not the heaven and earth enlightenment, but once, Mu Hao does not know, nameless creation. (.LA good-looking.)

It is very likely that because of this bone, he has the hope of manipulating the body of the barbarian, and similarly, he has the hope of relieving the great demonic qi, although this hope is not big.

"If there is a bone of this kind in every Tang City, then there should be many such cities in this world, what does this Tang Dynasty represent..."

"There are also those three murals, I can't understand this matter, but I can single-handedly destroy the existence of a holy land, and cultivate, even if I don't go beyond the god realm, it should be the peak of the god realm..."

"I need, as soon as possible, to steal the lyre..."

In Mu Hao's eyes, there was a strange light, flickering, he walked slowly, every step fell, he stepped over the space, a few steps later, fell on the top of the tree, Yin Ting on the side, sitting cross-legged there, the power of the years in the body, even more rich.

Looking at Yin Ting, Mu Hao showed guilt, this slender figure, like himself, carried too many things on his body, at this moment, he remembered Mu Shan.

He suddenly felt that he also owed Yin Ting a promise.

In the end, Mu Hao swept through the crowd, and he saw that in the second batch of heights, there was a fluttering figure around his body, it was Qiu Xiaoyue, even Mu Hao didn't expect that she would choose the way of Liangqing at that time.

The figures below are all closing their eyes, absorbing their own opportunities, only Mu Hao is alone, standing at the top, sometimes sighing, sometimes melancholy.

He stood there, looking at the Tianyin Sect, the figures one by one, imprinted their faces in his mind, he didn't know if he would be the enemy of these people after stealing the Xiangsheng Qin and becoming a traitorous disciple of the sect, perhaps, there was an answer, which already existed in his heart.

Mu Shan's fall was a big blow to him, and he grew a lot in terms of feelings, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar faces, he was silent.

Among these people, there are many people he doesn't know, and even before, there were many people who were very disdainful of their wasteful name, but he knew that even if he despised it, he would also put his position in the same sect, otherwise, that Xu Shi would not help him block the Baili family.

Because before leaving, Nayun Zhongyu had already said that no matter what grievances there were, within the secret realm, always to the outside, this point, maybe the disciples did not agree verbally, but indeed, in their hearts.

No matter how wasteful Mu Hao is, he is still a disciple of the Tianyin Sect, and this, in their hearts, is unchanged.

Mu Hao sighed, looked at the sky, and walked slowly, this sea of heaven and sea did not pose much threat to himself. (.la marshmallow)

He walked towards the other side, according to the sect, there was the final battlefield, and all the rankings would appear there, but when Mu Hao was halfway there, he turned back suddenly.

Looking up at the sky, at this moment, there seemed to be a whirlpool, slowly rotating, driving the endless spiritual power, Mu Hao couldn't see clearly, even if it was a talisman eye, he couldn't see it clearly.

But this situation only existed for a moment, and after this moment, it returned to normal.

"Something is wrong..."

Mu Hao frowned, at this moment, the wind was calm, and he didn't feel the slightest fluctuation, and he didn't see the clue before, but he just felt that there was something wrong.

After a long time, Mu Hao did not investigate, but walked towards the other side, in front of him, there was a huge battle platform, this battle platform, on top of that mountain range, seemed to be composed of endless stones, tens of thousands of feet.

Mu Hao walked to the top of the battle platform and sat cross-legged.

This seat is January.

In this month, there was not the slightest figure appearing, and it was only then that there was a fluctuation, and Mu Hao opened his eyes and looked up.

A long rainbow came, in this long rainbow, with a domineering spirit, it seemed that because of the opportunity, he at this moment, with a trace of arrogance, fell on the battle platform, stood with both hands, looked around, but his gaze fell on the center of the battle platform, when that figure, his eyes couldn't help shrinking, subconsciously retreated, and converged.

This time, it was another few days, in the past few days, there were figures appearing one after another, after appearing, I also saw Mu Hao in the center of the battle platform, the original momentum no longer appeared, but converged, only the disciples of Tianyin Sect, when they looked at Mu Hao, showed respect.

This time, another seven days passed, and after these seven days, most people came, Mu Hao did not move, and still sat cross-legged in the center, during which no one disturbed.

Until this moment, a long rainbow floated in, with a rolling weird aura, standing on the battle platform, an amazing momentum, erupted suddenly, in this outburst, he looked at Mu Hao.

"Gray hair repair, long time no see..."

"At the peak of the day, the invincible momentum of Brother Tai really shocked me..."

"I didn't have a chance to compete at that time, but this time, I don't think I would say no..."

This figure is the Baili Demon Venerable, looking at Mu Hao at this moment, full of fighting intent, this fighting intent is shocking, pushing the void, making everyone shocked.

"Brother Demon Venerable, don't come unharmed..."

Mu Hao stood up, clenched his fists and said, but in his eyes, there was also jealousy, and the second change of heart made his cultivation improve to the early stage of Tianxian, but even so, compared with Tianjiao, the gap between this cultivation is also huge.

Not to mention, without the Condensing Pill, and similarly, when there was no confrontation against Mu Qingyun, the suppression of that kind of sequence, just cultivation, required many means to make up for it.

The current Mu Hao is barely comparable to Tianjiaozi, which is still because he has a lot of means, not to mention, those Tianjiaozi, each of them, is invincible among his peers, and he is the representative of the entire sect.

Without horror such as swan songs, it is difficult to suppress.

Mu Hao's road, although his heart has changed twice, although his life has changed once, it only means that his road cannot be deduced or changed by others, but after all, this road needs to go on by himself.

The Hundred Miles Demon Venerable sat cross-legged opposite Mu Hao, and the momentum was surging, and no one dared to approach him.

It wasn't until a day later that Na Luo Xuan came, appearing with a stronger aura than before, and at that time, there was a faint aura of an ancient sage.

Baili Qingkong also appeared, with a sense of domineering, sat down cross-legged, Xu Shi appeared, looked at Mu Hao, with a complication, and sat down as well.

Until Yin Ting, who was at the peak, sat next to Mu Hao with a strong atmosphere of time.

Tianyin Sect has fallen a Tianjiao son, and Tianyang Sect, except for Mu Qingyun who did not appear, only Luo Xuan exists.

The Baili family has also lost two, but now, there is one more Baili Demon Venerable, and the breath of this Baili Demon Venerable also makes Baili Qingkong surprised, before, he really didn't take the Baili Demon Venerable in his eyes, but this moment is different, he feels a destructive breath, rippling in the body of the Baili Demon Venerable.

"Here, there should be one less person..."

Mu Hao muttered, he looked around, where his eyes swept, one after another people had seen it, but he didn't see Mu Qingyun's figure, in that battle, the two were tied at most, Mu Hao was seriously injured, and Mu Qingyun was the same, after all, after being weak, he carried the funeral monument hard.

But now, everyone is coming, but Mu Qingyun is missing.

"He, it shouldn't be there, this kind of competition, for him, there is no point, what he wants is just a battle with you, and now he has a war, maybe, he has some things, he will deal with it..."

Yin Ting said on the side, she couldn't say anything about Mu Qingyun, she had hatred, but she also had sympathy, after all, they used to be the cultivators of the secluded country, and it was not easy to meet in a place like the depths of the Southern Realm.

"Everyone, now that everyone has arrived, this competition should begin..."

After Xu Shi finished speaking, a mark appeared in his hand, and when this mark was taken out, immediately, a light appeared from the place where the battle platform was.

Seeing this, the other people showed solemnity in their eyes, and the hundred miles of blue sky also waved, and under this wave, a mark appeared, and in Yin Ting's hand, there was also it, and Na Luo Xuan.

Four imprints appeared, the battle platform was full of light, and the surrounding scenes seemed to be different, spring, summer, autumn and winter continued to alternate, making it strange here.

Rays of light appeared, and these rays of light fell on the monk, forming a series of marks, which represented the distribution of oneself and the opponent.

As long as the two marks take care of each other, then he is your opponent.

This battle for places, everyone knows that those rankings, in the center of the battle platform, that level of battle, is exciting.

Mu Hao's eyebrows also had a mark, he subconsciously looked at it, there was a figure in the pavilion of the years, and it also seemed that his eyes showed surprise, but after that, he sighed.

This battle platform is too big, here, most of them are the monks of the Tianyin Sect and the Pavilion of the Years, and the other two sects have less than fifty people, even if they win, it is also a heavy blow to the two sects, these thousand monks are all thousands of choices, and now, less than one-tenth.

This battlefield is too big, divided into many battlefields, and huge pillars of light appear, each pillar of light is a battlefield, and each of them has hundreds of zhang.

The first competition kicked off quickly, with earth-shattering fluctuations, appearing within every pillar of light, and the same was true for Mu Hao.

In front of him, there was a disciple of the Year Pavilion, at this moment, this disciple took a deep breath, but after seeing Mu Hao, he was still a little trembling, whether it was fighting with Mu Qingyun before, or incarnating as Shura, and constantly killing, he did not have the slightest certainty.

The disciple of the Pavilion raised his hand and waved, a blue sky, appeared in an instant, and at this moment, he took out a stick and threw it towards Mu Hao, the stick was good in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it was already ten zhang in size.

Mu Hao stood there, his cultivation was now in the early stage of Tianxian, and the cultivation of the Pavilion of those years was also the peak of mortal sages, and the gap between them was too big.

Mu Hao shook his right hand and threw a punch at the stick, but at this moment, his eyes shrank, and the power coming from the stick was extremely terrifying, and at this time, a shadow of the sea appeared, enveloping himself.

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