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I saw that in the far distance in front of him, there was a majestic mountain rising from the ground. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a giant mountain, because the mountain stretches to the left and right for an infinite distance, and is submerged in the hazy scenery that is beyond the naked eye at both ends. Looking up, in front of him, it was like a giant pillar of optimus, towering into the nine skies, and it was difficult to see the top of it.

The highest mountain he has encountered over the years should be the Bone Mountain in the Blood Clan's Land, and it is said that the Bone Mountain has a height of 100,000 zhang. However, Bone Mountain is shrouded in obscurities all year round, and it is impossible to see the specific size at all. However, he had an intuition that even if the bone mountain was so big, compared to the giant mountain in front of him, it was the difference between a small witch and a big witch.

Needless to say, this mountain is the famous Temple of Heaven Mountain in the Eastern Regions.

Facing the giant mountain that he only saw in his life, Dongfang Mo only felt an invisible oppression in his heart. Immediately, his heart was shocked, and the oppression was dispersed, and then his body shook, and he continued to gallop forward.

It wasn't until he had been on the road for more than half a day that he deeply understood what it meant to run a dead horse on Wangshan Mountain, and he had traveled so long at his speed, but he was still extremely far away from Tiantan Mountain.

He wanted to use the compass to teleport directly, but he was afraid that he had already arrived at his destination at this time, and everything had to be cautious, maybe there would be a high-level monk from the Eastern Regions here, and he must not make a risky move.

After another half a day passed, the sunset had already dyed a large number of clouds in the sky, and Dongfang Mo finally came to the foot of the mountain.

Looking up at the almost vertical cliff in front of him, Dongfang Mo looked happy, and under the encouragement of mana, he exerted the technique of Mu Dun to the extreme, and his body turned into a hazy green shadow, galloping towards the top of the mountain.

About half an hour later, it was already night. Dongfang Mo looked at his feet and whispered, "Go and see!" ”

As he spoke, the shadow flickered from under his feet, instantly blending into the night.

After a while, the beast flew back again, and at the same time, Dongfang Mo clearly "looked" at the range above his head. But what made him strange was that judging from the picture brought back by the shadow, there was nothing special about the range above his head.

"Could it be that the kid of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect dares to lie to me?" Dongfang Mo thought in his heart.

After thinking about it, he felt that it was unlikely, because he had threatened the young man's life at the beginning, and he didn't need to lie to himself about it, so he shouldn't have lied.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo shook his head, and secretly said that his location was still at the foot of the mountain, and even if he found anything, it should be at the top of the mountain. So I put aside my distractions and continued to climb.

In this way, another three days passed in the blink of an eye, and he didn't know how far he had traveled, only that he could only see a white expanse when he looked down at his feet.

And on the fourth day, Dongfang Mo finally lost his patience, his mind moved, and he ordered the shadow to go all the way to the top of the mountain, and then turn back when he found something. With this beast's speed, it is definitely much faster than he is concerned.

Before, he was worried about Han Ling's daughter, the white beast in his hand, if he was with the shadow, only one of them would be able to appear. Together, the alien beast in Han Ling's hands will dominate the day, while the shadow will dominate the night. In his opinion, if the selection of the hand-picked person was at the top of the mountain, with Han Ling's strength, he would definitely be able to enter the top fifty, and when the alien beast in the hands of this woman detected the existence of the shadow, he would definitely have a lot of trouble.

But now he had no other way, and if he didn't quicken his pace, he would have no hope.

After the shadow left, he simply found a secret place to sit cross-legged and began to recover his mana, just waiting to restore his strength to the peak state.

In this way, the whole day passed again, and on the second day, the sky was just dark, and a black shadow "fluttered" into his feet. At this point, Dongfang Mo's heart moved, and he began to close his eyes and look at it.

After a while, he opened his eyes, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes.

It turned out that the top of the mountain was still hundreds of miles away from where he was now. To his surprise, in the mountains and forests near the top of the mountain, there were all traces of fierce battles. In addition to this, there are some corpses lying on their backs.

Further up, there is a vast and huge platform. There are quite a few monks on the platform, these people are dressed in different costumes, and they all seem to be young people who have cultivated to the foundation building period.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo's expression was overjoyed, and he learned from Feng Luoye's mouth that the person appointed was no more than fifty years old, and he had to be a monk below the Ning Dan realm to be eligible.

Among them, no more than 50 years old is a requirement for qualifications. And if the cultivation cannot exceed the Ning Dan Realm, it is because you have to pass through the Star Field Enchantment, the higher the cultivation, the more difficult it is, and the foundation building period is already the limit.

Therefore, in his opinion, there is no doubt that these people are the people who came to participate in the selection of hand-picked people this time, and the young man of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect really did not lie to him.

However, when he took a closer look, he found that these people were now scattered all over the place. Although the breath is stable, most of them are in tattered clothes and look a little embarrassed.

It is worth noting that now everyone is now all focused at the moment, looking at a raging tornado in the center of the platform that covers a radius of hundreds of miles.

The tornado raged at the top of the mountain, sweeping up boulders and ancient trees and tearing them apart. Because the tornado is so big, it looks like a black, heavy wall of wind. Even in the picture, Dongfang Mo can feel a majestic momentum.

At this point, the shadow turns back. So Dongfang Mo suddenly opened his eyes, and at the same time suddenly got up, and took out the compass without thinking, and under the encouragement of mana, he was about to roll into it.

But in the next breath, he seemed to think of something, and temporarily took his mana. Instead, he put away the dust in his hand, and then used a scarlet cloak to cover his wide robes. At the same time, he took off the peach hairpin on his head, and his long hair suddenly fell casually on his shoulders.

Not only that, but he also took out a mask with no facial features from the storage bag, and this thing was given to him by the soap-robed boy back then, this thing can hide from the prying eyes of the Ning Dan Realm monk, and even if the Infant Realm monk is not careful, he can't see his depth.

As for the cloak that Gu Suci gave him, he didn't take it out, because he learned along the way that there would be many geniuses from the Western Regions coming here, Jiang Zixu, Nangong Yurou and others had seen him wearing a cloak back then, maybe these two people were among them. Dongfang Mo finally changed his appearance completely, and he could never be exposed again, so he was extremely cautious.

After putting the mask on his face, his appearance has completely changed compared to before. It was an eye-catching sight, but that's what he wanted.

At this point, his mana continued to agitate, rolling into the compass. After about ten breaths, his figure disappeared under a white light.

At the same time, near the top of the mountain, a white light flashed, and Dongfang Mo's slender figure appeared here.

As soon as Fang appeared, he raised his head and looked around, and at the same time, a powerful divine sense exploded. I saw that everywhere he could see his consciousness and his eyes, it was really a mess, and many corpses were exposed to broad daylight, allowing the wind and the sun to blow.

"I didn't expect this selection to be so cruel, and so many people died."

Dongfang Mo naturally learned from the mouth of the wind and falling leaves that every time the hand-picked person is selected, it is carried out through some unique ways. One of the most common is to compete for strength, and to divide the victory and defeat by strength. It's just that in the past, there would be requirements for distinguishing between life and death, although he had not participated in the selection of hand-picked people, but he still knew that this selection seemed to have changed, and it was not the same as before. A fivefold increase in the number of hand-picked people can also be seen in one or two.

But all this didn't really matter to him, and his figure blossomed, and he continued to gallop upward.

It's just that the closer you get to the top of the mountain, the stronger the wind blows. Dongfang Mo's expression changed slightly, in his opinion, it should be caused by the aftermath of the tornado on the top of the mountain. But the wind didn't bother him in the slightest, and it wasn't long before he finally reached the great platform at the top of the mountain.

When he arrived, he raised his eyes and saw a number of monks scattered around, all sitting cross-legged and watching the huge tornado ahead.

Following the gaze of these people, his expression twitched slightly, and only then did he clearly sense that this tornado was even more turbulent than he imagined. From the bottom up, from thin to coarse, the highest point has stirred up the clouds in the sky. When I looked up, the black clouds were rolling, as if there was a wild beast at work in it.

"Huh!"

Regarding the arrival of Dongfang Mo, everyone felt something, and they all looked at it. And found that he didn't dare to show his true face, and couldn't help frowning. Some were confused, others were unabashedly sarcastic. Most of them, however, shook their heads and stopped paying attention to him, instead continuing to stare at the huge tornado.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo was extremely suspicious. After a moment of silence, he stared at him, walked forward, and came straight to a horse-faced young man with a somewhat pale face, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and deliberately lowered his voice and asked:

"This fellow Daoist, dare to ask what is the situation?" After speaking, Dongfang Mo stretched out his hand and pointed to the huge tornado in front of him.

Hearing this, the horse-faced young man raised his head, and after glancing at his strange outfit, he still spoke:

"The hand-picked battle is over, and all fifty hand-picked people have been decided, and now they are all in it."

Hearing his words, Dongfang Mo's eyes showed a touch of unwillingness, and he said, "When will it end!"

"Half a year ago." The horse-faced young man said lightly.

"Half a year ago?" Dongfang Mo breathed for a moment, then he raised his head and also looked at the tornado thousands of feet away in front of him. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Why are those people still in it after it's over?"

"Hehe, Daoist friends shouldn't have been able to participate in this hand-picked battle." At this moment, the horse-faced young man looked at him and smiled lightly.