In an inconspicuous hut, there were four people in silence, and the four of them were so far apart that it could be said that each of them was leaning against the corner. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A young man in a white mask was wiping his sword, the silver sword was shining by him, and there was no dirt on the white rag at all, but he still continued to wipe the sword in his hand, and from time to time he came to his eyes to watch, looking from the hilt to the tip of the sword, as if he was looking at the sword straight. put on a domineering appearance, as if as long as someone else said a word, he would be provoked to swing his sword. In the rectangular thatched hut, he was the closest person to Lan Lingmu.

In the two corners where the sun did not shine, there were two teenagers in black masks, one of them half leaning against the wall, and the other sitting cross-legged.

The beds in the hut are also very interesting, they are placed in the four corners, I don't know if they were originally like this, or if they were moved later.

glanced at the three of them, and under the mask, Lan Lingmu's lips pursed, as if he was smiling.

Ignoring the three of them anymore, Lan Lingmu closed his eyes, and the powerful divine consciousness of the six heavens of Hantian instantly unfolded, he had already learned to control his divine sense, and there would be no such thing as Wei'er, originally he used his divine sense to slip away from under the nose of the cold wind.

The divine sense unfolded, Lan Lingmu's face was very calm, even if the three people in the same room attacked him at the same time, he could detect it, and he could react immediately, and if he couldn't react, he would attack directly with his divine sense, just like the first time he unfolded his divine sense to smash Wei'er, as long as he concentrated his divine sense on the three people, he could attack them. Under his divine sense, Wei'er vomited a mouthful of blood, and the three people who had not reached the fourth heaven of the first introduction were immortal and half-disabled.

The divine sense spread around, and Lan Lingmu could easily see that there were teenagers like them in the thatched huts around them, most of them were silent, and no one spoke to each other.

The scope of the divine consciousness extends beyond the low mountains, spreading in all directions, and the eight low mountains around it are all about the same as his own low mountains. As the scope of the divine consciousness spread, the number of people he saw also increased, and Lan Lingmu found that the sum of these people exceeded the number of people in today's blood trial. Although he didn't count the number of people in today's bloody trial, he felt that it would not exceed a hundred. Now he found five or six huts on a low hill, each with four people, and five low hills with more than a hundred.

It seems that the people who have seen the blood trial today are only a small part of them.

When his divine consciousness spread beyond the tenth low mountain, he found a high green mountain with a different low mountain, which was more than twice as tall as the low mountain, and there was only a small building on it, and two people from the Rare Realm lived in it. The scope of his divine consciousness continued to expand, and he found eight similar green mountains, which were evenly located among the low mountains, separated by ten low mountains horizontally and vertically, which felt like a game of Go, the green mountains were the coordinates, separated by ten low mountains horizontally and vertically, and the range enclosed by the four green mountains was like a space for Go, and inside was a group of low mountains.

These low mountains are very close to each other, only a few tens of zhang apart. The divine consciousness spread for nearly fifty miles, and it was still the same situation, every ten low mountains must have a green mountain, and the distance between any two high mountains is ten low mountains.

It's so strange, is it someone doing it on purpose, or is it a masterpiece of nature?

Lan Lingmu was puzzled for a while, although any two green mountains were separated by ten low mountains, the distance between any two low mountains was not the same, so the distance between any two low mountains was not the same.

The scope of the divine consciousness spread for nearly 100 miles, and nearly 150 low mountains and 15 high mountains were found within this 100 miles. Among them, he saw the young man from the first day of the first heaven to the first day of the ninth heaven, and also saw the overseer of the first day of the first heaven to the fifth heaven of the first day. Here he feels that he is raising a group of small beasts, waiting for the strong ones to be selected from them, and the only way to end up being the thin ones is death, which is the unchanging principle in the world - the law of the jungle.

When the range of his divine consciousness exceeded 100 miles, he finally discovered a different area, where there were also green mountains and low mountains, but the difference was that there were few low mountains, but there were more green mountains.

In that area, there are all people who have left the realm. There are two small buildings on each green hill with four beds in them, presumably for four people. And on that few low hills, there was a small building with two beds in it.

People in that area come and go, come and go, freely, without any restrictions.

Compared with the area where Lan Lingmu is located, there are mostly low mountains. Moreover, on the green hills in the low mountains, there is only one small building, and there are only two people living in the realm.

In that area, there were almost no low mountains between the two high mountains, and they were far apart, at least three miles and at most nearly six miles. Therefore, what made Lan Lingmu depressed was that he couldn't even finish reading that area, and he didn't know if there were other areas outside of that area?

He thought of the two Lihan Five Heavens guarding the Gate of the Mother Space Domain, there would definitely be another area, but he didn't know what was in that area. Maybe there is a rare area, or there is a rare area, so how big is this place? There is no way to know, only he can know it slowly and deeply.

Retracting his consciousness and retracting his thoughts, Lan Lingmu found that the light in the room was very dim. Through the window, he saw that the sun was already above the western mountain, reflecting the colorful glow in the west. It won't be long before it gets dark.

Lan Lingmu turned his head and looked at the two dark corners away from the window, where there was no sunlight all year round, and there were two black-masked teenagers.

In the dark corner, there was a faint figure, and it didn't seem to be, and he didn't notice the person there when he was thinking about the problem just now, as if it was ...... Went out.

Just as Lan Lingmu was about to see clearly, a voice floated into his ears.

"They all went out. ”

Hearing this, Lan Lingmu's consciousness was swept away, and sure enough, there was no one in the corner. He turned his head to look at the white-masked boy who was wiping his sword. In his impression, the young man in front of him wearing a white mask seemed to have been polishing his sword for a day.

He actually spoke to me. Lan Lingmu's eyes showed a look of incomprehension.

Seeing Lan Lingmu coming over, the young man in the white mask also stopped what he was holding and looked at Lan Lingmu. The two looked at each other for a moment, and the eyes of the young man in the white mask did not dodge in the slightest. After a while, he ignored Lan Lingmu and wiped his sword on his own.

Lan Lingmu got up from the bed and walked to the door.

"Huh?" The young man in the white mask stopped what he was doing and looked at Lan Lingmu, with a puzzled look in his eyes, "You are not an assassin, what are you doing at night?"

"Breathable. Lan Lingmu said without emotion, did not stop, opened the door directly and walked out, leaving the young man wearing a white mask alone in the room in a daze.

Outside the house, the breeze was blowing, blowing Lan Lingmu's black hair after the change. Feeling the freshness brought by the breeze, the slightly cool feeling made people feel a burst of pleasure, and he couldn't help but stretch his waist, feeling very comfortable.

In front of me was a small forest, and the wind rustled the leaves. Lan Lingmu took a step and entered the grove in front of him.

Well?

Within a few steps, Lan Lingmu heard the sound of weapons clashing, and he was not far from him. He covered himself with a powerful divine sense, intending to see who was fighting.

Boom, there was a crisp sound, and the two swords came together.

It was two men in black masks, and the two swords were standing together, but immediately separated again. Between the lightning and flint, the two fought more than ten times in a row, and each time they saw two black shadows rubbing against each other, making a gurgling sound.

Ignoring the two of them, Lan Lingmu walked somewhere else, surrounded by the sound of battle. He wandered around for a while and found the place where the battle was fought, but he realized that neither side had killed him, as if he was fighting. In one duel, he sees a man in a white mask fighting a man in a black mask. It is rare that people wearing different masks are sparring, and it is also the first person wearing a white mask that Lan Lingmu has seen sparring.

Lan Lingmu guessed that this grove was a place for people to learn.

Being in this kind of place is really boring, as soon as Lan Lingmu turned around, he was about to go back to the hut. Just as he turned, a man appeared in front of him.

Wearing a white mask, huh......? Did he find me?

Lan Lingmu stared at the other party's eyes, and the other party seemed to be staring at him as well.

Lan Lingmu covered himself with a powerful divine sense, conceited that no one would find out in this situation, even if he walked in front of others, others could only treat him as air. But now from the other party's eyes, he felt that he was being seen.

In order to determine whether he himself was seen by others, he did not act rashly to see how the person reacted.

Hmm, a cyan long sword appeared in the hand of the person wearing the white mask and rushed towards Lan Lingmu.

Lan Lingmu's eyes widened, he was sure that he had been discovered, because there was no one else around him at all. With a flip of his right hand, a silver long sword appeared in his hand, which was the sword obtained from the first killing.

The speed of the opponent's sword slash was not fast, Lan Lingmu dodged sideways and successfully dodged the sword. However, the other party stopped the sword, changed direction, and swept towards his waist.

Lan Lingmu hurriedly swung the sword in his hand and slashed it to his waist, narrowly blocking the opponent's sweep.

Seeing that the sword was blocked, the other party slapped Lan Lingmu with a palm, Lan Lingmu hurriedly stepped back on his toes, and narrowly dodged a palm, but the other party's palm wind blew him staggering.

The other party glanced at Lan Lingmu lightly, didn't give him a chance to breathe, and quickly rushed towards him, his speed was much faster than just now, and he was a little caught off guard by the same sword. He could only put his sword above his head, barely blocking the opponent's sword attack. The opponent's sword slashed right on top of him, instantly making him feel his sword sink.

In the Killer, the Silver Mask represents the Assassin, while the Black Mask represents the Assassin. The main refining body of the overlord is based on strength, supplemented by speed. The assassin major is the method, which is based on speed and supplemented by strength.

The white mask represents the cultivator who is the overlord, and the black mask represents the cultivator who is the assassin. People who wear both masks are below Jieli, and only when they reach the Jieli realm can they become real tyrants and assassins.

The person Lan Lingmu met was wearing a white mask, presumably a bully who cultivated strength-based, no wonder he could stumble with just the palm wind.

But what Lan Lingmu didn't expect much was that the person in front of him was not an ordinary cultivator.

Suddenly, a sentence echoed in his mind, making him feel like he was in the middle of a big bell that had been hit, and his head was buzzing.

"The person who has been reincarnated by the Thousand Moon Split Soul is so weak that he can't even use a sword. You don't look like him at all!!"

The reincarnation of a thousand moons?

Lan Lingmu's eyes widened, and her pupils shrank.

He actually knew that I was the reincarnation of Brother Qianyue's soul, who was he? Who was he?

Lan Lingmu began to get angry.

Whoever it is, it must die, and no one must know about me, and everyone who knows must die!!

Lan Lingmu's eyes began to become fierce, in his eyes, the person in front of him had to die. This is for the sake of his own safety, for the sake of revenge in the future, if the person in front of him publicizes his identity and reaches the ears of some people, his life will be in danger. Although he didn't come out for a long time, I don't know if the Emperor of People has issued a notice to arrest him, but he will never let others use this to blackmail him, and he will do his best to kill that person without leaving any trouble.

At this time, Lan Lingmu began to become serious, and his breath began to become solemn.

Whoever knows who I am must die!!

Lan Lingmu's eyes flashed ruthlessly.

The other party looked at Lan Lingmu rushing over, and the lips under the mask smiled slightly, it was a satisfied smile. And if he takes off his mask, he will find a beauty mole on the left side of his face.

"Hehe, that's a bit like a thousand moons. Then let me see, how are you going to let me die? haha!"

Another joking word came from Lan Lingmu's mind.

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