Wang Mo throughout the day, in addition to reinforcing the brand of the demon clone, one billion soul flags have long been scattered by Wang Mo, and the 100 million souls in them have turned into black clouds, enveloping the sky above the Wanluo tribe, and the sound of soul whistling is heard all the time, becoming a special symbol in the Wanluo tribe.

At this moment, countless miles away from where Wang Mo was, somewhere on the border between the Remnant Gang Clan and the Night Loss Clan.

Here, is a large mountain range, this place is shrouded by demonic energy all the year round, belongs to the remnant gang clan and the night loss clan both do not care about the place, in the depths of the demonic qi, there is an ink-colored city, to be precise, just a castle, surrounded by ten zhang high ink-colored mountain stones, in the demonic qi, a mysterious feeling, leisurely.

At this moment, a black shadow flew quickly in that demonic aura, and when he was in mid-air, the black shadow knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "My subordinates see the master, and I have found out where Wang Mo, who disappeared on the ancient battlefield ten years ago, is located!"

There was silence in the castle for a while, and a gloomy voice came out: "What kind of cultivation is he doing now?"

The dark shadow hesitated for a moment and said, "This ...... The subordinates did not find out, because the team that captured this person in the Chiyou tribe was wiped out, and there was no news coming. However, the subordinates learned that this person was now appointed as the envoy of Chiyou, and Lord Qianmo was killed by this person!"

"Dry Demon?haha, Wang Mo can kill that waste of Dry Demon... It seems that it is also extraordinary, sending three teams of immortals... Bring another Tianzi Demon Slave over and capture this person for me!"

The black shadow hurriedly said yes, and his body flashed and disappeared.

In the castle, an extremely illusory figure muttered to himself: "That waste of the devil, there is more than enough success and more failure, hehehe... This Wang Mo, it seems that he is going to cheapen me......"

"Next, it is necessary to refine the three swords of the Sword Saint well, these three swords, falling on their original owner's body, is really a waste, I have studied it once, in it, there seems to be another magical power! Wang Mo patted the storage bag, and the three swords of the hidden sword, the Xu sword, and the sword flew out immediately.

The three swords emitted a fierce sword aura, Wang Mo spewed out a breath of immortal qi, turned into green mist, wrapped the three swords, closed his eyes, and concentrated on refining.

In the blink of an eye, three months have passed, and on this day, hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Wanlu tribe, several Changhongs flew in the sky, and their goal was extremely clear, it was the Wanluo tribe!

Among these people, there was a person dressed in gold, and his whole body was covered with bursts of golden light, this person looked not very old, and his face was cold and arrogant.

Next to him, followed by a person, this person was a young man, dressed in white and dressed in snow, and his appearance was dignified, but at this moment, his face was bitter, and during the flight, he looked at the Wanluo tribe in a complicated way, and there was a hidden hesitation.

"Bi Ru'an, what are you thinking!" the man in gold squinted his eyes and snorted coldly.

This white-clothed young man was the young city lord of Xunhuan City who had entered the Gouya Endless Land Realm with Wang Mo, Bi Ru'an! When this person entered the Gouya Endless Land Realm, he was protected by several elders with advanced cultivation around him, but at this moment, he was just alone.

Hearing the voice of the man in gold, Bi Ru'an's body trembled, and he hurriedly said respectfully: "Immortal master, subordinates ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the golden-clothed man interrupted and said coldly: "No need to explain, since you have joined my Immortal Demon Sect, you must be absolutely obedient, if it weren't for the face of your niece Yue Ruyan, do you think that this time to capture Wang Mo, such an opportunity for meritorious service, can you have a part in it......

Bi Ru'an was silent, whispered yes, and said silently in his heart: "I don't know that Wang Mo of this Wanlu tribe... Is it not a person with Wang Mo, who is the Venerable of the Human Emperor Kingdom... Alas, I am too extravagant, they can't be alone. ”

"This time to capture this Wang Mo, Lord Xianzun specially sent a Tianzi Demon Slave, this time, there is no danger, but be careful, don't let that Wang Mo run away!" After the golden man finished speaking, he squinted at the end of the line, a middle-aged man dressed in black.

This man, with an ordinary appearance, has a flat expression from beginning to end, and the ancient well is not wavering, as if there is nothing in the world that can move him.

Around his body, a series of subtle ripples slowly dispersed, vaguely fusing with the surrounding void, and his aura almost completely dissipated in this state, and ordinary immortals could not feel the existence of this person at all just by looking at it with their immortal sense.

Being able to achieve this realm of divine fusion of heaven and earth and vaporization of nothingness means that this person's cultivation has reached the early stage of entering the Dharma Dao. It's just that this person's path to the Dharma is a little strange, in his immortal spirit, it seems that immortals and demons coexist!

In the pagoda of the Wanluo tribe, Wang Mo crossed his knees, opened his eyes, and a flash of lightning burst out from his eyes!

"Bai Yue, there are guests here, invite them!"

The group of Immortal Demon Gate, stepping on the breeze, facing the white clouds, went straight to the Wanluo tribe.

Far away, a continuous black mist appeared in front of them, this fog was too thick, not to mention the line of sight, even if the immortal sense penetrated into it, it would be immediately shocked back, and even the slightest carelessness could be swallowed by the soul inside!

Bursts of sharp whistling sounds came from the black mist, which could shock people's hearts!

Wrapped in black fog, it is impossible to see inside at all, but this huge black fog that is dense with a radius of hundreds of miles can make most people stop!

The man in gold clothes, looking at all this in the distance, suddenly turned gloomy, he snorted coldly, and said: "Where this Wang Mo is, it's just such a protection, if this protection is broken, we will be able to capture this son!"

Beside him, there were several people, all of whom had gloomy faces, looking at the black and oppressive mist, unable to speak.

A trace of ridicule flashed in Bi Ru'an's eyes, he still knew something about this matter from his niece, Lord Xianzun sent a Heavenly Demon Slave to capture this immortal named Wang Mo, and in all the teams, they all thought that this matter was nine out of ten, and this opportunity for meritorious service was snatched one after another.

As for the place where Wang Mo was located that the messenger who brought the news said, there was a powerful black fog shrouded in it, and this information was naturally not too concerned by those who snatched the opportunity to make meritorious contributions.

They always believe that with the presence of the demon slave of the sky, everything is not a problem!

Bi Ru'an looked at his side, including himself, there were less than twenty people, among these people, most of the cultivators were around the five palaces of the Shocking Gate, only a few of them, after the cultivation reached the Seven Palaces of the Shocking Gate, if you said the Nine Palaces, there was only one, that is, Uncle He, who was always silent along the way.

Bi Ru'an glanced at the gray-haired old man not far away, and a sadness rose in his heart, this old man is Uncle He, his father's fellow disciple, this time he entered the Gouya Endless Realm, the purpose of this Uncle He is to protect himself.

But he never thought that his little niece would secretly follow... In the end, he let himself end up like this, and even Uncle He was erased by the secret method and became a puppet. He was even planted with a demon seed by the Immortal Venerable, and he couldn't help himself in life and death.

"The black fog is just a bluff, Jia Ding, you go and break this black fog for me!" shouted the man in gold.

An immortal beside him who was shocked by the four palaces, his face was ugly, he hesitated, but he didn't dare to resist, he could only sigh secretly and said respectfully: "Subordinates obey orders!"

The immortal gritted his teeth, his body shook out, and he went straight to the black fog in front of him, but the closer he got to the black fog, the more intense the oppression that could shock the immortal spirit became, and the whistling sound in it was like the magic power of sound waves, rushing out of it frantically.

This immortal is thousands of feet away, he can't move forward, he has a feeling that if he insists on flying away, he will definitely die!

Seeing that this immortal stopped, the golden-clothed man's face flashed with anger, and he shouted coldly: "Jia Ding, you dare to disobey your orders!"

When the immortal heard this, his face showed bitterness, he sighed, and said secretly: "That's it, this person's life is not like a human being, and there should be an end, if he dies here, it will also be a relief!" He exhaled deeply, and took a step forward under his feet, like a meteor, and rushed directly!

In the blink of an eye, his figure rushed through a thousand zhang, but at this moment, the black fog suddenly moved, and between the clouds and rolling, an earth-shattering roar rumbled out from within it, and at the same time, the black fog instantly transformed, forming a big mouth that seemed to be able to swallow the heavens and the earth, and under one bite, the immortal was completely swallowed, and there was nothing left.

In the sky, the black mist rolled like angry waves, forming patches of mushroom-like shapes, constantly expanding outward. The sharp sound became more and more violent, whistling between heaven and earth.

The group of people from the Immortal Demon Gate, except for a few, were originally looking at this place, and suddenly showed a look of shock, although they were far away, but at this moment, they were as if they were there, and the sweat oozing from their bodies instantly wet their clothes. It was as if the black mist just now had turned into a big mouth, and it was not just the armor that had been swallowed.

The black-clothed man of the Heavenly Demon Slave at the back of the team, his unwavering eyes, at this moment, burst out with a gleam, and he looked at the black mist carefully, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Immortals... Immortal Lord, this black mist..."There was a man beside the man in gold, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

The gold-clothed man's face was even more gloomy, and he pointed to the old man not far away with his right hand, and said, "He Kuiyi, you go!"

This gray-haired old man was Bi Ru'an's uncle, his expression showed a trace of sluggishness, he didn't say anything when he heard the words, he took a step forward, and then stepped away.

Bi Ru'an clenched his fists, he looked at the back of Uncle He, who was in the distance, and his heart was bleeding.

The gray-haired old man, in a step, came to the black fog in front of a hundred feet, and was about to continue, but at this moment, suddenly the black fog rolled and surged, and suddenly accelerated the speed of expansion, and in an instant, the black fog opened from the middle, and a blank road was separated.

A young man with a grim expression walked out step by step from inside, he glanced at the old man coldly, and then looked at the group of immortals and demons in the distance, and said flatly: "My master, please everyone!"

The golden-clothed man's face changed slightly, and he immediately screamed: "He Kuiyi, kill him! Follow this path, we can enter!" The cold young man was Bai Yue, his expression was as usual, and he didn't make waves, as for the white old man, he shook his body and came straight to Bai Yue.

However, at the moment when it was about to approach, a stream of black mist immediately flew out, and under a roll, it enveloped the old man and disappeared.

This scene was like a heavy cone, hitting the hearts of the people of the Immortal Demon Gate, especially Bi Ru'an, who was even more red-eyed.

Bai Yue stretched out his right hand and said, "Please!" With that, he turned and walked back.

The gold-clothed man's face was uncertain, he subconsciously glanced back at the black-clothed man behind him, his heart was a little calm, he sneered, and said, "Let's go, let's go in and see, what kind of tricks this Wang Mo is doing!"