"Shen Qingliang" Wang Mo turned his head slightly meaningfully and glanced at Shen Qingliang, who had already left, and secretly said in his heart that he had opened the Wuling Ancient Tomb, and the entire martial arts in China was moved, these monsters in the Hall of Fame claimed to have already stepped into the realm of semi-immortals, and they had already looked down on everything in the world, these words were like bullshit in Wang Mo's opinion, since Shen Qingliang had come, the rest of the Hall of Fame martial artists might be nesting in that corner now.......

Gently lifting the curtain of the tent, the corners of Wang Mo's mouth raised slightly, and he said with a smile: "Yo! Wang is late, everyone Haihan..... Haihan...."

Of course, everyone knew that Wang Mo was just putting on a show, but now the second master of the Wang family couldn't afford to mess with him, so everyone hurriedly stood up and bowed to Wang Mo.

Knowing that Wang Mo had arrived, Wang Xiang's heart hanging in his throat gradually calmed down, if this kid really didn't appear, even if Wang Jiagui was the first family in Huaxia, he would have to be drowned by the tens of thousands of warriors outside.

Since his grandson is here, it proves that he can really open the tomb of the five tombs, cleverly hide his happy look, and only after a long time did Wang Xiang pretend to know about Wang Mo's arrival: "Well! This person is easy to get sleepy when he is old, since he is here, he will drink a bowl of pear soup to moisten his throat, this ghost weather, it's really hot!"

Just as Wang Mo wanted to continue to enjoy his grandfather's performance, a strong sunlight came from outside the door, and then the elegant man from before pushed the curtain and walked in.

"Grandpa, the six major families have sent people to ask, when will it start?" The elegant man glanced at Wang Mo, who had a calm face on the side, and then bent down to Wang Xiang and said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the tent looked at Wang Mo with wide eyes, and the meaning in their eyes was clearly telling Wang Mo that they couldn't wait.

Ignoring everyone's anxious eyes, Wang Mo gently picked up the pear soup sent by his entourage for himself, and ate it by himself, Wang Xiang looked at Wang Mo who was eating pear soup leisurely with some complaints, and secretly said in his heart that he was going to die in a hurry!

Everyone just watched Wang Mo quietly finish eating the pear soup that night, and when Wang Mo finished the last bite, everyone's buttocks were more than an inch away from their stool, but Wang Mo's next sentence made everyone want to bite Wang Mo to death.......

At the signal of everyone, Wang Xiang cleared his throat and said, "Mo'er, it's not early, you see?"

Wang Mo put down the porcelain bowl in his hand, looked at Wang Xiang with a shocked face, and said, "Didn't you just wake up?"

"You...... Everyone is waiting for you to be alone....... You"

Seeing that Wang Xiang was a little excited, Wang Mo said in his heart that he couldn't go too far, then took out his handkerchief and gently wiped his mouth and said, "If you want me to open it now, you can do it, but you have to promise me one condition."

"Say, if only I could do it"

Wang Mo gently folded the handkerchief, and when he put it back in his arms, he slowly turned his head to look at the elegant man on the side: "Cousin Wang Mang, I am disgusted with you, you know, why don't you stay at home and don't go?"

The elegant man was Wang Mang, the only son of Uncle Wang Mo, Wang Mang frowned, and asked sharply, "What do you mean?"

Wang Mo ignored Wang Mang's inquiry, and just turned his head to look at Wang Xiang, who looked slightly puzzled on the side, and only after a moment did Wang Xiang ask softly, "This is your condition?"

"It's that simple"

Wang Xiang glanced at Wang Mang, whose face was flushed with anxiety, and said, "Well, Mang'er, the affairs of the family will be handed over to you!"

"Grandpa.... I...."Wang Mang's face became more and more red, and he knew that he didn't dare to be angry with his grandfather, so he turned his head and pointed at Wang Mo who was casual and shouted: "Wang Mo, I know you hate me for bullying you when I was a child, you are revenge, you ......"

Wang Mo looked at Wang Mang, who was anxious and a little incoherent, chuckled, and snorted: "What, I'm just retaliating! If you can beat me, you can do it!" Saying that, Wang Mo jumped up and put on a posture......

Wang Mang knew that he was far from being Wang Mo's opponent, so he had no choice but to snort coldly, and with a quick bow to Wang Xiang, he turned around and left with his guards.

Looking at Wang Mang who was angry and left, Wang Mo's eyes seemed to flash a hint of relief.......

Seeing Wang Mo turn around and leave, Wang Xiang and the others hurriedly followed, pushing open the curtain, Wang Mo was slightly frightened by the scene outside, and saw that the warriors who couldn't say anything were standing outside the tent with an expectant look on their faces at the moment, and a pair of eyes with different expressions were staring at him in unison.

With his eyes drifting slightly, Wang Mo couldn't help but see a lot of acquaintances, including the heads of various factions who had been close to him before, the heads of various families, as well as various martial artists from the alliance and the Hall of Fame, and even Wang Mo saw Wang Zilong and Gui Ying and others in official robes in a corner.......

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, still the signature smile, Wang Mo slowly walked in the passage that everyone automatically opened for themselves, everyone rushed to greet Wang Mo, even if it was only the first time to see Wang Mo, he still had the expression of an old acquaintance, for fear that Wang Mo would not look at him.

Returning everyone's greetings one by one, Wang Mo felt a bit like a national hero who had returned triumphantly at this time, or an international star.

When he walked to Wang Zilong's side, Wang Mo slowly stopped and said with a smile: "Team Leader Wang, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Ignoring everyone's envious looks, Wang Zilong smiled slightly: "Long time no see!"

Then, under the signal of Wang Xiang's eyes, Wang Mo said goodbye to Wang Zilong and continued to walk forward.

After a while, Wang Mo stopped on a high ground, and then said to the tens of thousands of warriors from all walks of life below: "You can enjoy your face today and share this holy day with Wang, Wang feels very honored" Everyone couldn't help but be shocked by Wang Mo's deep internal strength when they returned Wang Mo's politeness, and the few warriors on the sand mountain also spread for dozens of kilometers, Wang Mo can not only clearly transmit his words to every corner of this sand mountain, but also can do the realm of not changing his face and not panting, but he can really be called the first person in China.

"I have no other advantages, but I am blessed and love to share" Blinking slightly, Wang Mo continued: "Then I won't talk much about it...... Tomb ......"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Mo waved his arms violently before everyone could relax their senses, and then three rays of light of different colors appeared in the air in a triangle, although it was noon now, the brightness of the three rays was not weaker than the scorching sun that had upset everyone before.

After a while, the three rays of light suddenly mixed with the whistling wind, slowly converged to one place, and then everyone only felt a shaking under their feet, the sensational movement was gradually increasing, and in the clear sky, there was a lightning as thick as a baby's arm, and in the look of some fear on everyone's face, a gate that was not weaker than this sand mountain appeared in front of everyone........