At this moment, the surroundings were extremely quiet, and everyone in the stands was stunned, looking at this scene of the peaks and loops!

Everyone sitting here obviously couldn't believe it, the dignified demon general was beaten like this by an outsider, although he was not dead, but the meridians of the whole body were broken, and all the bones were broken, such a person has become a wasted person!

If Zi Buming was defeated after an extremely fierce battle, then these people would still be acceptable, but at this moment, it was a flash of lightning, and the victory or defeat would be made.

At this moment, it shattered their pride as the Endless Realm of Goya! You must know that in the previous battles of demon generals, except for a limited number of times, there were rarely such serious situations in which demon generals were defeated.

As for being shot by outsiders, this is the first time!

The eyes with murderous intent in the surprise suddenly condensed on Wang Mo's body.

Among the demon generals on both sides, the sound of inhalation came, and the gaze that looked at Wang Mo was immediately different.

"This person is very strong!" The man of the demon general, a man who exuded a cold aura all over his body, stared at Wang Mo, with a hint of war intent in his eyes!

"Interesting, I didn't expect Chixin to have such a backup trick......" Among the demon generals, a black-haired man, he touched the wrench on his finger, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"So ruthless!!" Vice General Heng Jun pinched the armrest of the chair and looked directly at Wang Mo, setting off a huge wave in his heart.

On the north and south stands, the eight demon marshals all stared at Wang Mo at this moment, one of them was dressed like an immortal in the fairy capital, wearing a green shirt, and he was elegant, he looked at Wang Mo, and there was a trace of appreciation in his eyes.

"The shot is clean and neat, not dragging mud and water, this son, good!"

Leng Ruocan stood beside Pingzhi, looking at Wang Mo in a daze at the moment, the original Mozun in front of him has become completely different from back then, at this moment, he is even more powerful, and it can even be said that his strength is already a little terrifying!

Abolishing Zi Buming is still secondary, what really made Leng Ruocan's eyes condense, was Wang Mo's slap towards the golden spear, what is that golden spear, Leng Ruocan knows it very well, he heard the overlord say in his early years that there is a kind of supernatural power in the world, which can extract the energy of heaven and earth, condense it into power, and turn this power into liquid, this kind of supernatural power, even the human emperor is amazed.

Although the cultivation of the person in the golden armor has not reached the level of turning light into liquid, which is admired by the emperor, this shot is the real power of heaven and earth.

That shot, Leng Ruocan asked himself that he could shoot a little, but if he slapped Wang Mo twice in a row to completely change his direction, it would be very difficult! This is not a matter of cultivation, nor is it a question of immortal power, but a calculation! A kind of derivation!

"If he is in his current state and competes with me again for the title of Venerable First Place...... Even if I win, I will be seriously injured and retreat for a hundred years, and it is even very likely that my cultivation will fall!!" Leng Ruocan took a deep breath and looked at Wang Mo's gaze, full of complexity.

Among the crowd, the happiest was the demon general Chi Xin, the corner of his mouth showed a smile that could not be concealed, and his heart once again felt wise and powerful about his original decision!

"I have this relationship with this person, and I will not become an enemy in the future, the stronger this Wang Mo, the greater my chance of winning!

It's just that Jin Wei is a little big and bullied, if I can become a handsome one day, I will definitely make this person look good!"

A cold snort echoed in the square, and the sound was like a thunderbolt across the sky, bringing bursts of rumbling thunder, refocusing the eyes of most people on the person who snorted coldly.

The golden-armored man pointed at Wang Mo with his right hand, and shouted: "Do you know, the demon killer, behead! This time the demon general Zi Buming is not dead, so I will spare you once, Zi Buming's helper, come out!"

In the crowd on both sides, there was silence, and a weak voice came from inside: "I abstain!"

The golden-armored man looked gloomy, looked at Wang Mo, and said, "This round, you win, retreat!"

Wang Mo didn't speak, and walked towards the demon generals, and the moment he walked, there were several demon generals standing in front of him, subconsciously retreating and spreading a path.

Wang Mo walked next to the demon general Chi Xin, Chi Xin looked happy, and said softly: "Brother Wang, don't worry, that Jin Wei is just a eunuch, if the clan lord admires you, this Jin Wei is nothing!"

Wang Mo smiled slightly and did not speak.

At this moment, in the depths of the palace of the main city of soldiers, where the clan pavilion is located, in its internal formation, the divine soldier tiger spirit is inserted on the ground, and the body of the knife is buzzing, and it is in the main city of soldiers, and it immediately feels the existence that makes him indignant the moment Wang Mo makes a move.

Enraged, it immediately flew out of the ground, and was about to rush to dismantle the man like the flood prison it had damaged countless times, but as soon as it flew up, it hesitated.

After all, the clan monarch once said that let it be quiet for a few days, and don't go out during the battle of the demon generals, otherwise, the consequences will be very bad.

Thinking of this, Hu Luo let out a few unwilling knife groans......

The time of the day passed quickly, and after Wang Mo, he successively conducted six more competitions, winning three people, two of which were decided to win or lose because the demon general had no helper.

The battle of the demon generals on the first day is over, and as night falls, the demons will walk out of the battlefield and return to their residences.

This first round will take seven to ten days to end, but fortunately, the winner does not have to come again, so Wang Mo has a short rest.

This competition between demon generals and the fight between immortals, Wang Mo really didn't want to see it every day, so he simply didn't think about it, and he still listened to the piano and drank by the river, quite freely.

Compared with Wang Mo, the demon general Chi Xin is in a worse state of mind, he has to go to the main city of the army every day to watch the battle, and some of the games that he thinks are a threat to Wang Mo are imprinted with supernatural powers, and after returning at night, he will give them to Wang Mo.

All his hopes were already pressed on Wang Mo at this moment.

In the past few days, Wang Mo's body and mind have merged into the sound of the qin, so as to touch his own heavenly way. He has been listening to this sound for some time, but from the beginning to the end, he has been in a passerby mentality, tasting the five flavors of the sound.

On this day, before the painting boat arrived, Wang Mo was lying on the river, holding a wine jug in his hand, looking at the white clouds in the sky, Wang Mo drank the wine, and his eyes showed a confusion.

"Entering the Dharma, entering the Dharma, how can we meet the requirements of entering the Dharma...... Jingmen comprehends the mystery of death, and the essence of death is shocked, and the mystery can be melted into the body, but it is still not enough to enter the Dharma path. I've long since entered the mystical body.

But it's still one step away! What is this step...... Everyone's perception of the mystery is different, so that they can separate different immortal ways, can not inquire about the immortal ways of others, even if they know, not only is it not beneficial, but there will be fetters, one way of the immortal path, only to practice alone, to perceive alone!"

The confusion in Wang Mo's eyes was even stronger, and he was lying on the river, and Wang Mo continued to taste the sound of the piano......

returned to the city, the night fell on the earth at this moment, but a day passed, Wang Mo flew all the way, flying towards Chixin Mansion.

As he was flying, his brows furrowed, his body stopped, and he said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

On the long street, several people walked out from afar, these people were men and women, and their cultivation was all above the stage of shock, and some of them had even reached the threshold of touching the Dharma Dao!

Wang Mo's expression was as usual, looking at these immortals in front of him, he didn't speak, he didn't feel the slightest murderous aura in these people, but there was a thick sadness and indignation.

In the crowd, a man in white walked out, this person looked good, hugged his fist at Wang Mo, and said: "The name of Mozun was like thunder in the immortal capital, and in the battle of the demon generals a few days ago, it made me admire it in my heart." ”

Wang Mo glanced at everyone, and more or less guessed the thoughts of these people in his heart, and at this moment he also clenched his fists and said, "Pass the prize!"

The man in white sighed and said: "In Xia Liquan, this time I was involved in the battle of the demon generals, I had to do it, a few days ago, Mo Zun's demeanor was like a stick to wake up, this Gouya Endless Realm, the life of our immortals is lower than that of ants, the demon will not die, and the demon killer will be buried with him, and in the end, only we, the immortals, let these barbarians of the Gouya Endless Realm be entertained as a play!"

Wang Mo was silent and did not speak.

"This is the helper of the demon general Zi Buming!" The man pointed to the person beside him, only to see a middle-aged man, wearing a Taoist robe, he took two steps forward, hugged his fist to Wang Mo, and said respectfully: "Mozun, the battle of Zi Buming also made me sober, although the battle exploits of this Gouya Endless Land are heavy, but if you don't have a life to enjoy, what's the use." ”

The man in white sighed and said, "It's not the choice of me and other immortal cultivators to make fun of the barbarians here, these immortal friends behind me are all ready to leave this main city, today, it's to say goodbye to Mo Zun!

Several immortals behind him also said goodbye to Wang Mo with their fists, and they all turned into Changhong and disappeared into the sky.

Wang Mo stood quietly in place, looking at the departing people, always silent.

If you bow your head for power, you will have no reverse words, and all that will be left is conformity to fate!

But this reverse word has another meaning, these immortals who have left are not reverse, but avoidance!

The real adversity is not to avoid heaven and earth, not to avoid fate, not to avoid the laws of heaven, in Shun, retrograde!

"Immortals, if you don't have your own immortal path, you won't be an immortal......" Wang Mo walked into the distance, he didn't fly, but walked quietly, his back was in the moonlight, and it was very long, very long.

"Cultivating immortals...... Against the sky...... has his own immortal heart...... "Wang Mo walked very slowly, like this street, endless and long......