The bones of the god slave puppet slammed all over his body, and his whole body was like madness, and in a low roar, he once again raised the mountain range several feet high, and rushed up.

No matter how big the crack was, it shattered under the impact of this mountain range, and after reaching a certain height, the god slave puppet shouted and threw this mountain range downward.

The earth shook, and the storage space here seemed to be crumbling, with more cracks.

This mountain range fell from the sky, but the place where it fell was to suppress all the cracks that appeared on the ground, and taking this opportunity, Wang Mo rushed out of the valley.

Even the invisible light and shadow disappeared without a trace at this moment, and I don't know where it went.

Wang Mo gasped, rushed out of the valley and looked ahead, only to see that the third valley in the distance was also implicated, and at this moment, the light of the seals on it kept flickering, obviously many seals had collapsed because of the drastic changes in this mountain range!

"I'm afraid that the gods of the storage space here never thought that one day, someone would shake the mountain range here to break the seal!" Wang Mo breathed slightly, shook his body, and went straight to the third valley!

An Ericsson gasped, the shock in his eyes gradually calmed down, his body shook in a wry smile, and he went straight to the front to chase.

As for the god slave puppet, it consumed too much power, turned into a phantom, integrated into Wang Mo's body, and recuperated.

Wang Mo and An Ericsson went straight to the third valley one after the other, gradually getting closer and closer, and after a while, they came to the front.

The damage here is more serious, the originally narrow entrance is now opened in a figure-eight shape, and the light of the seal flickers around continuously, Wang Mo can see at a glance that there is a temple in the valley!

This temple is not big, the damage is a little serious, even the door is gone, in front of the temple, there are two skeletons!

One of them was wearing armor, while the other was empty, but the golden light of his right finger bone was shining deep into the bones of the armored skeleton.

Fragments of his skull were shattered, apparently crushed by this grasp.

Although I didn't see the battle back then, seeing these two skeletons, it was completely conceivable that the two fought fiercely back then.

Wang Mo grabbed the void in his right hand, and the armor on the skeleton immediately flew away, and he grabbed it in his hand, and the moment he touched the armor, Wang Mo immediately felt a bloody sadness coming from it.

Looking at it contemplatively, this armor is extremely rough, revealing a trace of vicissitudes, and on this, there is still a powerful aura remaining, which seems to indicate that the lord of this armor was powerful back then.

An Ericsson took a few steps forward, came to the other skeleton, stared at the golden phalanges of his right hand, took a deep breath, squatted down and broke them one by one.

When he looked up, in this position, he arrived at the doorless temple at a glance, but the pupils of his eyes shrank suddenly, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Mo, look!"

Wang Mo raised his head, took a few steps forward to look at the temple, and fell into it with a glance, with his concentration, he couldn't help but gasp, slowly stepped forward, swept the immortal sense, and after making sure that it was okay, he entered the temple.

Enrixin also stepped into this temple next to him.

The temple is divided into two floors, and in the first floor, there are no offerings, nothing but a few murals hanging on the walls around it!

There are a total of twelve murals, and when I look at them one by one, An Lixin's eyes show an incredible look, and he mutters: "This... What kind of supernatural power is this... How could there be such a powerful person... Everything in this painting is not fiction..."

On those paintings, a young man in a black robe was clearly depicted, and around him, countless gods held various magic weapons and launched a crazy attack against him.

The breath of the gods is really insignificant compared to it, and the eyes of this black-robed young man always reveal a sense of indifference, but this painting is too engrossed, and even the fatigue revealed in the indifference is drawn exactly as well.

Twelve paintings, all of them.

"Twelve... Heavenly God..."Wang Mo was silent, looked up at the stairs to the second floor, sighed secretly, and stepped slowly, leaving An Lixin on the first floor, looking at the paintings, and muttering to himself in a daze.

After all, there are not many people in this world who still know about the gods... The second layer is relatively simple, with only a desk table, a yellowed paper spread on it, and a few brushes next to it, you can imagine that the owner of this place loves to paint.

Not far from the case, there was an incense burner, but at this moment, only the embers remained.

Wang Mo came to the side of the desk and looked, the paper on it was pressed by a ballast, and this ruler exuded bursts of fairy energy, obviously not a mortal thing, but Wang Mo's eyes did not look at the town, but looked at the paper.

"The war in the divine realm is no longer controllable, but no one really knows what the reason is, respect the relatives... At the end of the handwriting, the Demon Father's handwriting is sloppy, and it seems that you can feel the anxious mind of the person who wrote this word.

"The Demon Father... The former Venerable Father didn't even want to quarrel with you... But then... What the hell is wrong with you..."The handwriting ends here.

Wang Mo's eyes were solemn, and after a moment of silence, he sat down in front of the desk and picked up the paintbrush, he wanted to feel what happened to the god who wrote back then!

Wang Mo took the paintbrush and slowly closed his eyes, and after a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his right hand wrote on the paper according to the handwriting, and gradually, he seemed to find a trace of the feeling when the god sat here that day.

In the process of writing, my mind gradually became anxious, and it was a kind of hesitation and confusion, which still stayed in the room today. In the end, Wang Mo stopped in mid-air with his right hand, he raised his head and looked out along the window on the second floor. This god has just finished painting, but he is even more confused, after leaving this words, there is a change, someone should be visiting!" Wang Mo put down his pen and looked out the window.

He groped for some signs, and at this moment he looked at the paper on the desk, and like his right hand, the paper immediately burned and turned into a green flame.

After burning it clean, Wang Mo collected the ruler and walked down the second floor, but saw An Lixin taking off the painting on the first floor and putting it in the storage bag.

Wang Mo hesitated for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Brother An, if you take this painting, you must store it carefully, don't let outsiders see it, otherwise it will cause a big disaster!"

Enricotson nodded thoughtfully. "There should be some magic weapons or jade slips in the storage space here, Brother Mo won't look for them anymore?" An Lixin asked.

"Brother Ann is looking for it. Wang Mo shook his head, and after seeing what was written on the paper, he had a lot of mysteries about the war in the divine realm in his heart.

Especially when he saw the second valley, Wang Mo felt that here, even if there were really some remnants, I was afraid that it was very limited. Because the most important magic weapon has been taken by him, and that is the skull! This skull, obviously, is the skull of some gods!

"It's okay, I'm setting up the seals while looking for a look, and I'm also looking for an exit from this place in the First World War, if not, I'll need some time to connect one. An Lixin hugged his fist at Wang Mo, glanced at the second floor of the temple, and did not go up, but walked out of the temple and walked into the distance.

Wang Mo sat cross-legged outside the temple, took out the nine skulls in the storage bag, and slowly studied them. Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, it was a month.

In the past month, An Ericsson has not gained much, and in the end, he will no longer look for it, but it is worth mentioning that the eight short swords that attacked Wang Mo at the beginning, I don't know what method An Ericsson used was actually mastered by him. Wang Mo was quite surprised by this, but when he thought of Enricson's seal, he seemed to have an understanding.

In the past month, all the collapse points calculated by Anrixin in this storage space have all been sealed, and for the calculator camel, Anrixin's strength seems to be stronger than Wang Mo.

As long as he thought that with the help of his own seal, he could have the opportunity to kill the gods, An Ericsson was short of breath, although he was alert, but he had a weakness, that is, he had extremely blind confidence in his own seal.

In addition, he also thought about what would happen once the master camel did not die, so he made a decision in his heart, he was only secretly helping in this matter, and would never participate in it, and after the arrangement was completed, he decided to separate from Wang Mo first, after all, this matter was too big, even if Wang Mo was kind to him.

In fact, being able to help secretly is already his biggest limit, and at this moment, it is not easy to do this.

On this day, An Lixin returned to the temple with a solemn expression, looked at Wang Mo, his eyes showed a complicated color, he sighed, and with a flick of his right hand, a crystal-like sealing ball floated in front of Wang Mo.

"Brother Mo, I have arranged a total of 1,265 collapse points in this storage space with the Forbidden Seal, as long as you spit out your immortal power, this sealing ball can detonate all the seals here, and the storage space here will completely collapse in an instant!" Wang Mo took the sealing ball, swept the immortal sense, and after making sure that it was correct, he hugged his fists and said, "Thank you!"

An Lixin's expression was slightly gloomy, he hesitated for a moment, and said: "Brother Mo, in fact, if you don't want to be found by that master, I also have a way, but I need you to hide in a cave mansion and not go out... Until the master forgets the hatred..."

Wang Mo smiled indifferently and said: "Brother An's good intentions are in his heart, if he goes to the end, there is really no way to fight against Shi Huo, and he will trouble Brother An." ”

An Lixin was silent, and after a long time, he was afraid of the storage bag, took out a jade slip, gave it to Wang Mo, and said: "Brother Mo, what is recorded here is the forbidden seal of my An family, although it is said that if you don't go to the ancestral hall to inherit it, you can't divide your heart seal, but under your research, it will be helpful for the seal, especially the method of hiding the aura, there are several of them!" Wang Mo took it silently and nodded.

An Lixin sighed, pinched his hands, and a teleportation array appeared in front of him at one point, this array was not stable, and it seemed that it would collapse at any time.

"Brother Mo, this teleportation array can only be opened three times, you... You have to be cautious, be careful!" An Lixin glanced at Wang Mo again, stepped into the teleportation array, and did not look back, but said softly: "If An Mou is not concerned, he will definitely stay, and witness how I calculated an immortal above the two seas of yin and yang under the seal of my An family!" Brother Mo, take care!" An Ericsson's sigh, as well as the aftersound, his figure, flickering in the teleportation array, disappeared.

Wang Mo raised his head, with a cold glint in his eyes, and muttered to himself: "Shi Huo... The teacher is fishy... Even if you have the essence blood and Le Jing, under the collapse of this storage space, among the power that destroys everything, I, Wang Mo, will bet once, whether you can be resurrected completely!"

On Wang Mo's body, there is a storage bag, this storage bag is from Shi Erfish, but this storage bag can't be opened, and Wang Mo can only cast a seal, so that the breath of the brand inside it will not spread too far.

In addition to this storage bag, Essence Blood Le Jing, Wang Mo originally also had a real medicine, but it was used in the battle between Gouya Endless Realm and the Dry Demon, although he explained that there must be a real essence blood Le Jing in this storage bag, but he couldn't open it.

"This kind of anti-heaven medicine, even if it is a master camel, it is absolutely impossible to have more, plus so many years of consumption, I am afraid that there can be one or two pills on its body, which is the limit. ”

With a sneer, Wang Mo took out the imprisoning master's bloody sealing ball from his storage bag, and had no interest in continuing to ask, and threw it with his right hand, and the sealing ball immediately flew out and hit deep into the mountain range in the distance......

After doing all this, Wang Mo took a step forward and stepped into the teleportation array, the light in the array flickered, and disappeared with Wang Mo.

"Shi Huo... Since you won't let Wang go, then Wang will come to kill the god in Enrison's mouth!"

When he walked out of the teleportation array, as the ripples of the formation dissipated, what appeared in front of Wang Mo was a strange world, the sky was still gloomy, with thunder, fire, water vapor, wind, and light wandering away, and the edge could not be seen at a glance on the ground.

Although it is unfamiliar, it has a familiar atmosphere, and this place is still a mysterious world.