The old man's eyes flashed with a cold light, and after a slight hesitation, he also chased in from the crack in the cold snort.

"What a big boldness, break the formation, enter without permission, you have already caused a big disaster, it won't be long before someone will punish you, since the old man has encountered it, he must not let you be so offended and killed!"

The old man's body shook, and after stepping into the gap, he went straight to the front and chased Wang Mo.

At the moment when this formation was separated by Wang Mo, almost all the great supernatural immortals in the entire Immortal Capital Star Domain noticed it, and as soon as their expressions changed, they immediately became gloomy and angry.

"Dare to break into the hometown of the god and find death!"

"This king wants to see who has the guts to break the formation!"

One after another, Changhong roared up from all directions of the immortal capital, heading straight for the Human Emperor Kingdom! At the same time, in the Imperial City of the Human Emperor's National Reputation, several extremely strong breaths roared up into the sky, rushing out with an icy intent.

Breaking through the formation of the Human Emperor Kingdom and forcibly entering, this is an absolute big deal for the Human Emperor Kingdom, it is an offense to the killing of the gods, and it is an unforgivable thing that needs to be punished vigorously!

Outside the formation, the three disciples of the old man looked sluggish, they looked at the gap in the formation, and saw that after Wang Mo entered, their master chased after him, and they were a little at a loss for a while.

Instead, the madman clapped his hands, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he roared as he rushed towards the gap.

"Haha, it's fun, it's fun. The madman's body flashed, and he stepped into the gap under a golden light, and the three disciples of the old man hesitated, looked at each other, and rushed in with gritted teeth.

Wang Mo looked at the familiar memories of the earth, mountains and rivers in his mind below, looked at the peak of Yiyuanzong in the distance, and looked at the attic building thousands of years ago on the peak, the familiar feeling became more and more profound and clear.

"Yiyuan Sect..."Wang Mo's face was filled with bitterness, and he took a gentle step forward, and under this step, the ripples under his feet echoed, and his body suddenly disappeared.

At the moment of his disappearance, the old man chased after him, his expression gloomy, and his pupils shrank sharply.

"Shrink the ground into inches!!This person's cultivation is that I can't see through it, but I didn't expect to shrink the ground into inches! But this is the hometown of the killing god, and there are many great gods and immortals stationed there, even if this person cultivates to a high level, he will not escape punishment!" The old man's eyes flashed, his immortal consciousness spread out, and his body shook forward, and there were ripples echoing under his feet, and he actually performed the technique of shrinking the ground into inches.

Thousands of miles away, beyond a jungle, there used to be a small city.

This small city has changed, and this small town is called Lecheng... But in this city there is an old house, which is like eternity, and has not changed.

This old house was the home of his four brothers...

Around this old house, there is a large courtyard, and in the east of the courtyard, an old tomb that has been rebuilt is silently there, as if waiting for the return of relatives.

In the old house, there is no one around, and the surroundings are extremely quiet.

In this silence, Wang Mo's figure appeared silently in the courtyard, appeared in front of the tomb, he looked at the tomb spirit, the blur in his eyes turned into two lines of tears, silently flowing down.

Wang Mo knelt in front of the tomb with tears in his eyes.

The memory of the first time he arrived in Xiandu appeared in Wang Mo's mind as he did back then, at this moment, in the exhaustion of his body, in front of the tomb of his righteous brother, tears continued to flow, he looked at the tomb spirit in a daze, but there was peace in his heart.

It seems that here, his heart is truly his own, and it is the real stop.

Everything here has not changed, everything here, as he did back then, this is his home, the real home...

Raising his trembling right hand, stroking the spirit tablet in front of the tomb, and touching the name engraved on it, Wang Mo's tears became more and more.

"You dare to break into the former residence of the Killing God..."At this moment, in the sky of this old house, a ripple echoed, the old man took a step, his expression was gloomy, his eyes were full of anger, he respected the killing god, and the hometown of the killing god must not be offended.

Chasing after him at this moment, he saw Wang Mo kneeling in front of the tomb at a glance, saw the tears on Wang Mo's face, and swallowed the words immediately.

His body trembled, stunned there, his brain was booming, he knew what place this was, he knew who was buried in that scene, he knew that in this heaven and earth, only three people were qualified to kneel here, and they were qualified to cry in front of the tomb!

He even heard the man who was kneeling down in front of the tomb, and the words in his muttering made his whole body shake, and his eyes showed words of disbelief.

"Big brother... I'm coming back to see you..."Wang Mo touched the tombstone, as if he saw himself and He Yu fighting, and He Fang fiddled with the tableware to greet their memories!

Wang Mo didn't seem to notice the old man's coming, stroked the tombstone, knelt in front of the grave, the tombstone was very cold, and a burst of coolness passed into his hands, but it turned into a trace of warmth, warming his heart.

Tears dripped down her cheeks and fell on the grave, slowly wetting the soil of the grave, as if melting into it, and flowing into the brother's body.

The coldness in his hands, the warmth in his heart, the tears in his eyes and the wetness on the grave made Wang Mo and his brother's grave seem to merge into one at this moment.

This fusion reveals an indescribable flavor.

The old man in the sky looked at all this in a daze, his heart roared, like countless thunderbolts exploding, his body trembled faintly, he had a guess in his mind, this guess made his eyes show excitement.

There is only one person in this world who is qualified to kneel in front of this grave, a person who is qualified to cry in front of this tomb, and a person who is qualified to say the word "big brother", and that is to kill God!

At this moment, there was a whistling sound echoing in the sky in the distance, but I saw the madman coming out laughing, and the three disciples of the old man behind him pursued him to the death.

In an instant, everyone came to the sky above the old house.

As soon as the three disciples of the old man shouted angrily, they were immediately thrown by his master's big sleeves, and directly rolled the three of them to his side, and with a glaring of their eyes, the three of them immediately stopped shouting, and they all bowed their heads and were silent, but at the moment of bowing their heads, they saw Wang Mo kneeling in front of the grave below.

The madman ran out of the distance, looked back and saw that no one continued to chase, he couldn't help scratching his head, and his body fell in the courtyard next to the old house below, and when he saw Wang Mo kneeling not far away, he immediately ran to the front and looked up and down!

Wang Mo turned a deaf ear to all this, he knelt there silently, stroking the tombstone, as if caressing He Fang's face.

At this moment, the heaven and the earth were gloomy, and as the sunset gradually fell, the entire formation flickered violently, but I saw that many great magical immortals who had sensed the fluctuations of the formation before turned into more than ten Changhong roaring at this moment, and rushed into this formation in a blink of an eye, and after entering Lecheng, they seemed to be aware of it, and went straight to the place where Wang Mo was.

The gloomy sky was immediately crossed by a long rainbow, and many immortals appeared from the long rainbow, and they appeared in the air, looking at Wang Mo kneeling in front of the tomb below.

There are some people who are local immortals in this immortal capital, who have met Wang Mo before, and at this moment in such an environment, after seeing Wang Mo kneeling in front of the tomb, they immediately recognized Wang Mo's identity!

"Mozun !!"

"Second Master!!"

A burst of exclamations came from the mouths of those immortals who recognized Wang Mo, causing a commotion, like setting off a storm, causing all the immortals who came to shake their bodies, their expressions showing shock, and even more unbelievable excitement.

The three disciples of the old man were even more dumbfounded, they never thought that the person who walked with the madman, the person who was talked about by them as vulgar, was actually a god of killing!

At this moment, their minds were blank, and the three of them had forgotten to think and stayed there.

As soon as the sky lit up in the distance, there were two figures whistling, approaching here in a blink of an eye, walking out of the two of them, one life was like a girl's house, but the cold ice that flashed faintly in his eyes was in contrast to his handsome face, one was handsome, wearing a blue robe, and his face under long hair was not angry and arrogant.

These two people are He Yu and He Bao, who are friends with Wang Mobabai!

The two looked at Wang Mo who was kneeling down, his expression showed reminiscence and melancholy, and he knelt silently to the side, without saying a word, and in the silence of all the monks around, He Yu whispered a word.

"Second brother.. You... It's back..."

Wang Mo didn't look up, kept looking at the tombstone, and spoke in a low voice after half a ring.

"I'm back..."

Lu Feihong looked at the three kneeling people and sighed, the scene of He Fang's brutal killing seemed to be repeated.

"Let's all go away, let the three brothers be quiet. Lu Feihong's gaze swept over the people in the sky.

The more than ten immortals around him, suppressed excitement in silence, bowed deeply to Wang Mo, and then bowed to the tomb, and then turned around and left with respect.

Many of them have been following Wang Mo since Tianjiang City, and although they are excited at the moment, they are also very important!

The old man also left with his three disciples who still couldn't be trusted.

In the blink of an eye, there were only four people left in the old house, Wang Mo, He Yu and He Bao, and the madman, after seeing it for a while, felt a little bored, so he walked to the side by himself, leaned against the courtyard wall, closed his eyes and fell asleep......

"Second brother... Today is the death day of the eldest brother... I miss my eldest brother so much..."He Bao was silent for a moment, sat next to Wang Mo, took out three pots of wine with his right hand, put them beside him, looked at the grave, and spoke softly.

Wang Mo raised his hand to touch the tombstone and sat on the ground silently.

"How have you been all these years?" Wang Mo picked up a wine jug, put it to his lips and took a sip.

"I heard that Hua Yishu has crowned you king?" The wine in that pot had a familiar taste to him, as if he had returned to hundreds of years ago.

"Well... It's not just us... Also yours. Second brother, you are now the King of Mo, in the Human Emperor Kingdom, second only to the Human Emperor..."He Yu said softly.

"But the eldest brother is gone... He Yu picked up the wine jug, took a sip, looked at the sky, and said slowly.

Wang Mo was silent, and he seemed to have the He Fang who always carried warmth in the majesty of the year!