Mo Zhaoxue will kill you one by one, Wu Mingjian frowned.

You must know that at this moment, what appears in the sea of consciousness of everyone is what this person hates or fears the most in the depths of his heart.

Looking at Mo Zhaoxue's expression of gritting teeth, Wu Mingwan didn't expect that he would be hated by Mo Zhaoxue to this extent.

Looking back on the past, I, Wu Ming, have a clear conscience, how could I get to this point today.

Those masters who have died have sunk to the bottom of the boundless sea of suffering one after another, and remain in this sea of suffering forever.

Wu Ming took a look at it and saw that there were only about ten people left who were still struggling at this time.

Wu Ming is not the only one who has broken free from the boundless sea of suffering.

The Tiangang Arhats of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, the pure traceless Penglai Immortal Island, and the Longyang Zhenren of Shushan also broke through.

Wu Ming is not surprised, the world is so big, all spirits grow, he is by no means the only lucky one, he can get the inheritance of the Killing God and Demon Emperor, others may not have this kind of opportunity.

At this moment, he was just staring at Mo Zhaoxue quietly.

The few people who broke out of the boundless sea of suffering, while being surprised in their hearts, soon fell into grief again.

People are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless.

All the way to the present, their companions on weekdays, buried in this sea of suffering, they all have a feeling, for this Yuntian Talent Fighting Skills Conference, so many people have given their lives, is it really worth it?

So, how can they laugh when they look at the lake under their feet and think of their companions who were still by their side not long ago?

Tiangang Arhat recited the Dharma name: "Amitabha, good, good." The great monk kept shaking his head, looking depressed.

There are still a few people who are still struggling, Tang Feng is also among them, and the other Tang Yu and Tang Jie have already sunk to the bottom of the sea of suffering.

The shouting grew fainter and weaker.

The few remaining who were still struggling seemed to be exhausted.

Wu Ming let out a long sigh and flashed to Mo Zhaoxue's side.

Mo Zhaoxue's eyes have begun to drift, as a disciple of the Funeral Desire Pavilion, practicing self-respecting merit, Mo Zhaoxue has not been able to cut off her feelings, she hates Wu Ming, but there is no hatred if there is no love, she must kill Wu Ming with her own hands and cut off this strand of love.

However, it is precisely because of the monstrous hatred in her heart that in the face of the boundless sea of suffering, how can she break through?

Mo Zhaoxue's expression had begun to become dull, and her eyes gradually became blank.

Wu Ming knew that in a few breaths, Mo Zhaoxue would also become a heartless corpse, sleeping in this boundless sea of suffering.

In the end, Wu Ming still came to Mo Zhaoxue.

He turned into a sword finger with one hand and gently pressed it against Mo Zhaoxue's eyebrows.

Reciting the Heart Purification Mantra, Wu Ming transmitted a clear divine soul power into Mo Zhaoxue's sea of consciousness.

After a hundred breaths, Mu Zhaoxue's eyes finally regained a trace of vitality.

She was sweating profusely, extremely weak, her face was pale, and her breath was like a gossamer.

Her eyes gradually condensed, and finally stared at Wu Ming's face.

Whether it was true, a dream, or what, Mo Zhaoxue couldn't tell at all.

Just now, her sea of knowledge is full of Wu Ming's figure, as well as the scene when she was waiting for Wu Ming in the Mo family in Xuandu City, when the red ribbon was flying, and she was wearing a red robe.

At this moment, I suddenly realized that this face was close at hand.

In an instant, Mo Zhaoxue's eyes surged with murderous aura.

"Wu Ming, I'm going to kill you. ”

It's still this sentence, but this time, it's in reality, not in Mo Zhaoxue's sea of knowledge.

Syllable!

Mo Zhaoxue directly slapped a palm, and this palm slapped firmly on Wu Ming's chest.

Fortunately, Wu Ming's Heavenly Demon Overlord was extremely strong, otherwise, if he was slapped hard by Mo Zhaoxue at such a close distance, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

Wu Ming was shocked by this palm and withdrew five or six zhang away.

Mo Zhaoxue stood up directly.

"Wu Ming, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you. ”

Wu Ming calmed down the chaotic aura in his chest, and in an instant, his face was also gloomy, and in the face of the crazy Mo Zhaoxue, Wu Ming yelled: "Stop." ”

The roar was deafening, and Mo Zhaoxue was stunned for a moment.

It wasn't until this moment that Mo Zhaoxue suddenly realized that she seemed to have returned to reality?

What had happened just now, and what had happened now, for a moment, she felt like her mind was messed up. But no matter just now or now, her mind is full of one person, all one face.

"Listen up. I, Wu Ming, don't owe you, nor do I owe you the Mo family, how much you hate me in your heart and want to kill me, I can't care so much. But I want to tell you, forget it this time, and there will be a next time, I, Wu Ming, don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and die. ”

Domineering side leakage, Wu Ming shows the majesty of the king.

Mo Zhaoxue was obviously suppressed by the aura on Wu Ming's body, and in addition, she gradually came back to her senses.

"It's so dangerous, it's really dangerous, I almost died in the illusion of the boundless sea of suffering, and I actually broke through?"

"Just ...... Did he save me?"

Thinking of this, Mo Zhaoxue looked at Wu Ming again, and her eyes were full of contradictions.

"The person I was bent on killing, saved me?"

Mo Zhaoxue's mind was extremely confused, and her master's voice also sounded at this moment.

"Kill him, kill this person, you can cut off the love thread, your self-respecting skills will definitely be able to break through again, Zhaoxue, this person is your biggest obstacle, kill him." ”

"But he saved me?"

In addition, in the face of such a domineering Wu Ming, Mo Zhaoxue couldn't raise the will to fight at all.

After a full time of tea, Mo Zhaoxue asked coldly.

"You, why did you save me?"

Wu Ming sneered and said, "Hehehe, what I want to do, there is no reason, or I am just confused for a while." ”

After speaking, Wu Ming turned around and walked towards the opposite side of Bishui Lake.

Floating in the light, stepping on the water, Wu Ming straightened his spine and walked chicly, leaving only mottled ripples on the water.

Mo Zhaoxue quietly looked at Wu Ming's back, this so-called competition was meaningless to her, if it weren't for Wu Ming, she would have lost and died, it didn't matter whether this road of no return went down further.

Therefore, Mo Zhaoxue recited the decision to withdraw from the point of no return, and her figure gradually disappeared into the boundless sea of suffering.

As a result, only six people finally passed the third level of the boundless sea of suffering.

It is worth mentioning that the five people are from different forces, and they are all second to none big forces, big sects.

The Tiangang Arhat of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, the Pure Traceless of Penglai Immortal Island, the Longyang Zhenren of Shushan, the Tang Feng of the Tang Gate, the Mu Yongchang of the Mu Wangfu, and the Killing God and Demon Palace...... Wu Ming.

Wu Ming relied on the void to resist the wind and walked forward alone, and every step was extremely solid.

The other five people followed behind Wu Ming, their hearts were quite heavy, and everyone had an indescribable feeling that since they embarked on this road of no return, it was as long and arduous as if they had walked centuries. ()