The morning glow rises again, the red sun is rising, and it is another sunny day.

Bathed in the glow of the golden mountain, the light of the golden mountain is strange, countless sharp or round stone ends reflect various halos in the morning light, intersect in the air, colorful like qualityless colored flowers, floating out of a three-dimensional cloud garden.

Beautiful, mysterious, graceful, not the world can have, not words can express.

The mountain of gold carved in this way is not a place where human beings should stop.

Around the mountains, demonic cultivators who had hidden traces of the past appeared one after another, enduring the increasingly serious fire poison, placing unknown artifacts in various hidden corners, and sometimes some people played a magic decision, nodding or shaking their heads, as if they were testing something.

Ridges, trails, mountain beams, gentle slopes, you can see the busy figure of demon cultivation everywhere, the same meticulous and the same killing, the difference is the cultivation and division of labor, the expression is solemn or indifferent.

Hold on for fifteen days, this is an order issued by several bigwigs, and it is also the goal that all demon cultivators recognize and strive for. However, everyone understands that as long as the demon hunter goes all out, this is the flower in the fog and the moon in the clouds, which can be seen but not touched.

However, no one refused.

When there are only tigers and wolves in front of them, and when there are only companions and cliffs behind them, the only thing people can do is to charge.

Lu Mo silently walked down the hill, came to the place where he had just participated in the battle the day before, buried a side of the array in the ground, examined it, and turned around to leave.

"You are the current Holy Son of the Blood Killing Clan?"

A voice suddenly came into his ears, Lu Mo's expression was slightly grim, and he looked up to find that an old man in a red robe was suspended in the sky 10,000 meters away in the distance, looking at him with a smile.

"You are?"

Demon cultivators and demon hunters have been facing each other for so long, and the inspectors of the two sides have met almost every day, but they have never spoken. You must know that fighting a war is never only about life and death, but there are also some interesting things that can be called happening, whether it is in the mortal world or in the cultivation realm. It is not at all unusual that the opposing sides are seeing each other one moment in life and death, beckoning each other the next, and even saying peace to each other.

The reason why the demon hunters and demon cultivators are strangers is not because they are mortal enemies, but because the people of the Luosang Star Domain look down on this group of demon cultivators who can only flee for their lives, on the contrary, the demon cultivator team has always been shrouded in the shadow of failure or even being refined into demon generals. There's no interest in talking.

This kind of thing is always possible if both sides are equal, just like people don't have nothing to do with pigs, in the past, in the eyes of the demon hunter, demon cultivation was like a group of livestock waiting to be slaughtered, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

The red-robed man in front of him was obviously different from other demon hunters, not only did he not have that kind of lofty posture, but he also took the initiative to greet Lu Mo, who was a demon cultivator and had just killed his own great cultivator, which seemed a little strange.

Lu Mo is not a diplomat. But he didn't mind talking about this demon hunter, he thought to himself that the other party was not the master anyway, and he couldn't do anything to himself from a space of 10,000 meters; if he really dared to get closer, the hidden team behind him didn't mind a small ambush, and if he could kill this guy at least the level of a great monk, it would be a contribution.

"It's a pity that there are too many people in demon hunting, otherwise, you might as well use the method of luring the enemy. ”

Lu Mo thought so in his heart, and then asked, "How do you know my identity?"

The red-robed man smiled faintly. replied: "Old man Zuo Gongming, from the Huoyan Star Domain. Added as an elder of the Fire Spirit Holy Sect. ”

Lu Mo hesitated for a moment and said, "Under Lu Mo, blood kills the Holy Son." ”

Zuo Gongming actually hugged his fists and said, "Holy Son, you are polite, just now I said that the old man Weishenme knows your identity because the ancestor has seen a real demon monk. I know something about them. ”

deliberately sold a pass, he said: "When you made a move yesterday, the old man witnessed it with his own eyes, and the bloody killing knife Fahehe's famous name should not be wrong." ”

"Real demons?"

Lu Mo laughed a little. I thought that the demons still had the truth or falsehood, and I took the wrong medicine to kill you, and I didn't bother to ask the old man why the monk Huoyan came to work for the Luosang people, and he said, "Something?"

Zuo Gongming said: "When the old man saw that you were arranging the formation, he wanted to inform you, this is just a waste of effort, there is no need to waste a lot of mana." ”

Hearing this, Lu Mo didn't know what to say, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Whether it's useful or not, you can only know if you try it." ”

Zuo Gongming sighed inexplicably and said, "It seems that the demon clan has indeed stayed in the abandoned land for a long time, and has forgotten so many things. ”

Lu Mo was confused, thinking in his heart that I didn't expect to find my roots from you and ask my ancestors, and was about to leave after an explanation, when he suddenly heard him say, "Have you heard of Douzhuan?"

Lu Mo shook his head, his expression was faint and he didn't mean to ask, Zuo Gongming was not surprised, raised his hand and pointed to the altar in the distance, and said: "That is the Dou Zhuan Formation Hub arranged by the old man himself, which can slowly transfer the firepower within a thousand miles to Dao Jinshan." You should have noticed that since the formation was in operation, it has been sad every day on the gold mountain, right?"

Hearing these words, Lu Mo's eyes burst into ejaculation, and he looked up at the tall altar that was faintly visible in the distance, and his expression gradually became cold.

Zuo Gongming waved his hand and said, "The formation hub is personally guarded by the four elders, even if you powerful people act together, you don't want to destroy it." ”

Lu Mo silently bowed his head, and sent the news back to the rear with divine thoughts, informing several bigwigs while secretly transporting mana, ready to attack at any time.

Zuo Gongming chuckled and said, "I know there are still people behind you, but it's best not to think nonsense, you should think that since the old man appears here, it is likely to be a trap." ”

Lu Mo was silent, how could he not understand the truth of what the other party said, but since there was no way to destroy the formation, he had to try to see if he could destroy the person who presided over the formation, otherwise, if he let the fighting and fighting formation continue to run like this, wouldn't he sit still and wait to die?

Zuo Gongming seemed to see that he was unwilling to give up, so he sighed helplessly and said: "To tell you the truth, the formation will operate on its own when it is activated, whether there is an old man or not, the effect is almost the same." ”

Lu Mo finally raised his head, his clenched hands slowly relaxed, and said in a deep voice: "Say, what are you looking for me?"

Zuo Gongming smiled at him and said, "You and I just met by chance, why did you say that the old man made a special trip to find you?"

Lu Mo sneered and said, "When Lu is a three-year-old child, believe this kind of thing?"

"Well, it's hard to believe. ”

When questioned about him, Zuo Gongming nodded honestly and admitted, and said, "The old man is not idle and has nothing to do, of course he did it on purpose. ”

Lu Mo simply closed his mouth and waited for him to continue.

Zuo Gongming said: "As you can see, the demon cultivation is at the end of the road, the old man is waiting for you to see your bones Qingqi, it is a pity to die like this, especially to persuade you to surrender." ”

"Poof!"

Lu Mo's heart was cold, and he couldn't help but laugh angrily at this sentence, wondering if I was suffering from fire and poison, and I was hallucinating.

"You don't believe it?"

Zuo Gongming looked a little aggrieved, and said: "The old man swears by the Tao, if you are willing to surrender to me, the old man will not only keep you safe, but also do not need to recognize the master, let alone serve as a slave." ”

Lu Mo was dumbfounded, and his hanging hand pinched his thigh twice before he confirmed that he was not in a dream.

"Old Man Promise"

"Wait, you're going to make me surrender to you as a person?"

"Yes, don't worry about embarrassing the Lord, the old man has come all the way to help, and this bit of face is still there. ”

"But weishenme?"

"Didn't the old man say that, seeing that your bones are strange and your foundation is good, you really shouldn't stop there."

"Stop!"

Lu Mo was worried that he would go crazy sooner or later if he continued to talk to him like this, so he hurriedly stopped; he who had always been indifferent couldn't help his face at this time, and said with a strange expression: "Either tell the truth, or go your separate ways." ”

I don't know weishenme, after saying this, Lu Mo suddenly felt like he was about to lose something, as if it was an object, and it seemed like an opportunity, and it was difficult to understand. Because of this feeling, his mood also became bad, and his expression became natural, and he said in a cold voice: "Just one chance, you have to think clearly." ”

The funny feeling rose again, and Lu Mo mocked himself in his heart where he was qualified to threaten others, he was simply sick.

Seeing that he was so serious, Zuo Gongming sighed again and said, "Do you believe in fate?"

"I believe in the knife in my hand. ”

"The old man believes in fate, there is a fate between you and me, it is destined. ”

He was still so serious, and said seriously: "The old man has specialized in cultivating the fire control formation all his life, and for some reason he has gained insights from the formation, and gradually studied the fate method, and is extremely obsessed; ”

"Elder Heavenly Oracle is cultivating the Dao of Peeping Heaven, but it is not a charlatan like you. Lu Mo responded in a cold voice.

Zuo Gongming smiled faintly and said, "That's what you don't understand, whether it's looking at the sky or others, or yourself, it's all about fate, if you don't have fate, no matter how advanced your cultivation is, it's difficult to touch." In fact, you might as well think about it, if the Heavenly Machine can be peeped at after a few days of cultivating the Dao Law, can it still be called a Heavenly Machine?"

"Elders don't just practice for a few days. ”

Lu Mo thought silently, and actually agreed with his words in his heart, if the heavenly machine can be seen through casually, then it can still be called a heavenly machine?

"Therefore, everything is connected by fate, for example, the Demon Cultivator and I are not separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, but the vast starry sky. However, with that trace of fate, no matter how strong the barrier is, it cannot become an obstacle. ”

"Who is rare of you!" Lu Mo thought silently in his heart.

"There is a fate between you and me, a fate related to life and death. ”

Zuo Gongming said: "This kind of thing sounds mysterious, but it is actually not uncommon at all, some people are destined to meet at a special time and place, and something will happen." The old man believes that in your past experience, there must have been such examples. ”

Speaking of this, he used his eyes to carefully examine Lu Mo's expression, and his expression was slightly nervous.

Lu Mo didn't reply for a while, and he didn't know in his heart that Weishenme suddenly remembered the trip to the autumn hunt, thinking of the person who would never have met him, but he had met several times and had to create miracles every time.

He didn't notice that at this moment, Zuo Gongming seemed to see something, his eyes looking at him were faintly shining, and his expression became excited, as if a person who was about to drown grabbed a life-saving straw, which was incomprehensible.

"Well, the old man is not wrong. ”

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...... (To be continued.) )