In front of him, a strange stone platform in the shape of a pyramid stood up. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The entire stone platform is made of a material that glows with a black glow. From the bottom to the top, layer by layer, under the careful count, there are six layers, arranged in an orderly manner, and it looks very regular.

However, what shocked Dongfang Mo was that on each layer of stone platform, there were many monks sitting in an arc around him, facing his steering wheel. And these monks were all in a transparent bubble the size of several zhang, no more, no less, exactly fifty people.

Because the higher the stone platform goes, the smaller the range, so the monks sitting on it also decrease layer by layer. At the very top, there were only two figures sitting on the disc.

Dongfang Mo's eyes swept over these people one by one, and various expressions such as surprise, doubt, and even joy appeared.

The first thing he saw was a burly body like a demon god at the top of the pyramid.

With an open nose, dark skin, a pair of fist-sized bone earrings, and a figure that is two feet taller than ordinary people, this person is not Xing Wu.

And next to Xing Wu was a slender woman in a red dress with a light veil on her face. The moment he saw this woman, the eyes under Dongfang Mo's mask flashed with a trace of murderous intent, just because the woman was Han Ling.

One floor below them sat three young men he didn't know. One of them was pale, and his eyes were as hollow as if they were dead. There is also a young scholar with a sword at his waist and an ancient book in his hand. The last one is a stout man with no special features.

He continued to sweep towards the strata below the three of them, but most of them he didn't know. However, when he saw the rightmost position on the third layer, a handsome man in light armor, Dongfang Mo's brows furrowed slightly. Although this person's appearance has changed a little, he still recognizes him at a glance that he is the light-armored young man he met on the Bone Mountain and almost died in the hands of Mu Ziyu.

Dongfang Mo's gaze skipped over this person and looked down, and the first one on the fourth layer was a handsome man dressed in white with a proud face. Seeing this person's arrogant expression, Dongfang Mo's expression moved, and he recognized this person as his fellow senior brother back then, Zu Nianqi.

On Zu Nianqi's side, there was also a young man with a sickly face and an extremely handsome appearance, who was still his old acquaintance, Jiang Zixu.

Then down the fifth floor, Dongfang Mo saw a blue long skirt with a cold look of wind and leaves. As he expected, Feng Niangpi was indeed among them.

And when his gaze shifted and landed on a girl on the side of Feng Falling Leaves, whose appearance could only be described as a closed moon shy flower, Dongfang Mo only felt a "buzz" in his mind, and he couldn't move away anymore.

At the same time, the figure of a girl in her early tens, but always with her hands behind her back, looking old-fashioned, appeared in his heart and lingered. Although I haven't seen her for more than ten years, Dongfang Mo instantly recognized her from the beautiful appearance of this woman, and she is Nangong Yurou.

At this moment, he inadvertently remembered the scene when he bribed this woman with a spirit stone that was about to be sucked dry in Taiyi Dao Palace, and deceived her with clever words.

also remembered that when he was on the Bone Mountain, he almost failed to break through the foundation building period, and the woman cried and asked him not to die.

He also remembered the scene when he was in the land of the blood clan with this woman, and was forced into a life and death trial by the great leader of the blood clan, and took her to kill people along the way.

even remembered the scene when he collapsed in front of this woman and wanted to go to Nangong's house to propose marriage.

Every picture is so clear, as if it was right in front of you, as if it was just yesterday. Dongfang Mo's heart shook, and there was an uncontrollable fluctuation in his heart, and even his body trembled slightly.

"Whew...... Whew......"

He continued to take deep breaths, and after a long while, he finally adjusted his uncalm mentality, and when he looked at the woman again, his eyes gradually calmed down.

Previously, he escaped from the Qingling Monument and learned that after the Nangong family in the Western Regions was in the Great Devil's Hidden World, he suffered extremely heavy losses, killing and injuring many monks. For this reason, he was also extremely worried about the safety of this woman, and now that Nangong Yurou was fine, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there was his mask to cover it, so no one noticed his anomaly.

At this time, seeing Nangong Yurou looking at him with a slightly puzzled look, Dongfang Mo hurriedly looked away and continued to look down. He knows that at a time like this, there can be no mistakes.

Then, he saw Zhao Wouji, saw Mo Qianli, whose appearance was not inferior to Nangong Yurou, and even Bai Yufan, who entered the Taiyi Dao Palace with him back then, and had a first-class golden fire spirit root.

However, when Dongfang Mo's gaze inadvertently skimmed over a certain figure and was about to look down, his gaze pulled back violently in the next breath. I saw that it was a fat Taoist priest with a bloated body and eyes narrowed into two slits. This person's mung bean eyes flickered from time to time, who else could it be if it wasn't Yue Laosan.

Back then, in Bone Mountain, this kid took his two Taoist companions down the mountain first, leaving him and Mu Ziyu behind. Later, he also asked the Qinglou woman in Blood Mound City to send him a message and ask him to leave as soon as possible, but he didn't want to be ambushed by the great leader of the blood clan and forced to participate in the blood refining of life and death.

After more than ten years of separation, Gushan has never seen this profiteer again. And now Yue Laosan is alone, and he doesn't see his two Taoist couples named Xiaoyue and Xiaoqiu.

Just when Dongfang Mo was looking at Yue Laosan, this guy was also condescending, glaring at him with two nostrils.

Dongfang Mo snorted coldly in his heart, skimmed him, and continued to sweep down.

Then he looked at everyone, and found that he didn't know any of them, so he shook his head, and was about to withdraw his gaze.

But at this moment, his eyes instantly fell on the edge of the sixth layer, an extremely inconspicuous figure that he almost almost ignored.

This person is tall and thin, dressed in a black night suit, enveloping his whole body, and only a pair of eyes without the slightest emotional fluctuation are revealed all over his body.

The moment he saw this person, Dongfang Mo suddenly agitated the pure yang power contained in his body because of his cultivation of the anode forging technique. Suddenly, he felt a warm and indescribable feeling all over his body. And when facing this person, he immediately had a wonderful mental feeling in his heart that could not be explained.

"It's her!"

This person was the assassin girl who had a double cultivation with him in the Blood Demon Palace back then. Dongfang Mo couldn't have imagined that he would be able to meet her again here.

"Oops!"

But then he secretly said that it was not good.

His aura and appearance have changed greatly, so that people close to Xing Wu and Nangong Yurou can't recognize him. But because the Anode Forging Technique and the Yuan Rou Forging Technique are the reasons for the dual cultivation exercises, after he intersected with the assassin girl, even if he changed the bone marrow, this woman would probably be able to recognize his identity at a glance because of the wonderful induction with him. Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo's heart suddenly tightened.

Now, after the assassin girl saw him appear, a flash of shock flashed in her original Gu Jing Wubo's eyes. You must know that it can cause her mood to fluctuate and make her look change, she has really not encountered it in these years, which is enough to see how much impact Dongfang Mo's appearance has brought her.

In addition to the shock, there was a faint flash of murderous intent in this woman's eyes, just between breaths, this murderous intent also dissipated without a trace. At this point, her eyes became unwavering again. But from beginning to end, she stared at Dongfang Mo tightly, and she couldn't see joy, anger, sorrow, or joy.

Seeing this scene, for some reason, Dongfang Mo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. In order not to be discovered, he immediately came back to his senses.

Now he looked at everyone again, all of this seemed tedious, but in fact it was only a dozen breaths.

But what made him suspicious was that he didn't find Qing Mulan's daughter among these people. He knew very well that this woman had not died back then, and with Qing Mulan's strength and scheming, she could definitely be included in these fifty hand-picked people.

His gaze even focused on a few women he didn't know, but he never found anyone suspicious.

At the same time that Dongfang Mo was looking at these people, these people were all looking at him. And almost all of them looked extremely stunned, and they didn't know why there was such a person in a scarlet cloak here and now.

"Where did you come from, report your name to the Sprinkle family!"

Just when the atmosphere was extremely wonderful, at this time, above Dongfang Mo's head, a voice that was extremely familiar to him suddenly came. He didn't even have to look up to know that it was Xing Wu's idiot.

I saw that he didn't pay attention to Xing Wu's words, but continued to look at the stone platform in front of him, as well as the dozens of bubbles on the stone platform. After a while, he touched his chin and looked thoughtful.

He saw that there were many extremely complex patterns engraved on this stone platform, although he didn't know anything about the formation, but he had an intuition, these lines were a little similar to those on the Great Formation of Stealing the Sky and the Sun before. Therefore, he guessed that this stone platform should be a teleportation array. This also confirmed what the horse-faced young man said that the extraterritorial envoy had arranged a teleportation array outside the Star Domain Enchantment.

And these fifty bubbles, arranged layer by layer, in a certain order of high and low, should be divided according to the strength of those people in the bubbles.

This is also said that the Tonghan Spirit has the Heavenly Fire Spirit Root, and can be at the top.

However, to Dongfang Mo's surprise, Xing Wu, an idiot, was actually ranked at the top with Han Ling. It can be seen how strong his strength is, and the body of the Nine Refinements really lives up to its reputation.

However, thinking of this, he suddenly turned and looked at the Assassin girl on the edge of the bottom row. He knows the strength of this woman very well, and it stands to reason that it is absolutely impossible to be in the current position, and the only possibility is that she hides her strength.

It seems that this woman will put herself in the most inconspicuous position whenever and wherever she wants, and only in this way can she give the enemy a surprise blow at a critical moment.

"The Sprinkle family asked you something, but you don't answer quickly." Just as he was groaning, Xing Wu's dissatisfied voice came from above his head again.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo raised his head and looked at him with a twitch.

At this time, he took a deep breath, and the anode forging technique, as well as the physical body transformed by the soul restoration technique, continued to recover from his injuries. The aura around him also rolled in, replenishing the spiritual sea that had been drained by as much as half of him. Then he laughed, and deliberately lowered his voice and said, "If you happen to pass by here, you can be trusted!" ”

"Huh!"

At the moment when his words fell, Dongfang Mo didn't notice that Jiang Zixu's ears trembled suddenly, and then he looked at him and frowned, and then fell into deep thought.

"Hmph, you can't be an idiot when you are a sprinkler, but your strength is not bad, this layer of Longgang Feng can walk in, much stronger than most of the cowards here." At this time, I heard Xing Wu scolding.

And his words obviously offended many people present, including the lightly armored man and Zu Nianqi, all of whom looked at him, with a cold light in their eyes.

Seeing this, Xing Wu Tongling's eyes widened, and he glanced back at everyone viciously. Seeing his gaze sweeping, everyone was obviously a little jealous, so they turned around and continued to look at Dongfang Mo.

"This fellow Taoist has won the prize." Dongfang Mo arched his hand at Xing Wu, and then paced. After a while, he looked at the crowd and said, "I can't hide it, the purpose of coming here is to compete for the hand-picked person."

"Hahaha, boy, you're in the wrong place, now that the hand-picked battle is over, get out of where you came from."

As soon as Dongfang Mo's words fell, in the bubbles on the side of the assassin girl at the bottom, an ugly man with a face full of hideous wounds and no way to see his original appearance suddenly laughed.

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo stopped to look at this person. When he saw the ugly man's face, he was also slightly stunned, and then secretly thought about this person's voice, as if he had heard it somewhere. But because it had been too long, he really couldn't remember it, so he shook his head and looked at this person and smiled contemptuously.

"Since there are fifty hand-picked people, but now there are fifty-one people here, so I think that this hand-picked battle is not over, I don't know what you Taoist friends think."

"Idiot ......"

"Idiot ......"

Hearing his words, everyone all had a sneering expression, including Han Ling at the top, who also showed a look of interest in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo's expression under the mask became extremely ugly, and a feeling of being regarded as a clown mocking off the beam gave birth to in his heart.

"Boy, do you know how much effort we have made to get this far, and you want to steal the fruits of our victory." The ugly man looked at him with great disdain.

Hearing his words, a faint smile curled up at the corner of Dongfang Mo's mouth: "Yes, this is the idea of fighting in the next place!" ”

"Hahahaha......"

This time, almost everyone let out a mocking laugh.

Dongfang Mo didn't care, coughed lightly twice and continued: "Don't worry, I will only move one of you, and the remaining forty and nine will not move."

"I don't know how thick the sky is, boy, then tell me, which one of you think you are here, you have the confidence to fight." The ugly man looked at him with a joking look.

"It's you!" Dongfang Mo chuckled.

As soon as his words fell, his figure disappeared with a "swish". When he reappeared, he was already in front of this person, and his right hand was suddenly raised, and a silver-white edge lit up on the palm blade.

With a "tearing" sound, he sliced at the man's head like lightning.

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