"You guys go back first, I'm here to accompany my eldest brother!"

After He Yu and He Bao left, in the old house, in front of his brother's grave, Wang Mo suddenly disappeared, and suddenly appeared in place the next day, Wang Mo's face was unusually ugly, and he knelt in front of He Fang's tomb without saying a word, and knelt for seven days.

In the past seven days, Wang Mo's heart slowly and completely calmed down, he was like an old man, not thinking about everything, not thinking about the power of rejection in his body, but immersed in the memories of the past, silently watching the alternation of night and day, watching the sunrise and sunset.

On the eighth day, a young man in a green shirt came to the old house and stood quietly behind Wang Mo without saying a word!

"Lord of the Middle Constant... I should call you Qilin!" Wang Mo's voice did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation.

The person who came was the lord of Zhongheng, Wang Mo's nominal senior brother, and the initiator of the rumor, "Those who get the unicorn can get heaven and earth..."

"It seems that the master is not too late, what you have to do, the ninth imperial pillar has obviously already told you!"

"Why did you choose me?"

Qilin shook his head, also turned out a bottle of wine, and said lightly: "We didn't just choose you"

"What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, let's talk about a few nearby, Hua Yi vulgar, Shennong's second disciple, your second senior brother Lu Gongzi, and Zheng Feng, who is one of the three qis, these people are all in our choice, but they have not been tested!"

Wang Mo kept his head down: "What test?"

The Lord of Zhongheng smiled lightly, as if he was recalling something: "It's not a test, it's not good anyway, you're not bad!"

"If I don't say yes?"

The Lord of Zhongheng thought about it, and his tone couldn't tell whether it was true or false: "It's okay if you don't agree, it's just to choose another person, but... Once the demon god comes, many people will die, and of course, your relatives and friends will also die one by one. ”

"But if I were you, I would agree, after all, what I can control, I always feel at ease when I put my chips on others!"

Wang Mo didn't speak, but recalled in his mind that Meng Po's, Chiyou, Dijiang, Feng, Huang and others had said the same thing.

"If one day, someone asks you to do something that you don't want to do, promise him, you must promise him..."

At this moment, Wang Mo already understood, as if his whole life had been controlled by the man in front of him who seemed to be a scribe, and the invisible net had been shrouding him, and he couldn't escape or hide.

Wang Mo knew that if he didn't agree to what the stone pillar said today, then all the people who had a relationship with him would die, Wang Mo had no doubt about this.

After being silent for a long time, Wang Mo slowly raised his head, stared at the Qilin with a pair of cold eyes, and said fiercely word by word: "Brother Yong, did you kill them Yang Jiang?"

Kirin smiled faintly: "I killed it... But... Ye Yue is not dead, Mu Yuxiao is not dead, I once told you that half of Ye Yue's soul is in the Snow Girl Jiaxuan, and the other half is in the coffin in your storage room, Mu Yuxiao is Zhao Zijun, but Zhao Zijun is dead, I put her soul on the little girl adopted by the Snow Girl Jiaxuan, this girl is not good in the Northern Heavenly Gate now, in this way, your two confidantes are not dead..."

Ignoring the murderous aura that came from Wang Mo's body, Qilin shook his head: "I advise you not to fight that, you are not my opponent, I will kill you... It's a bit more difficult than killing an ant. ”

"What's more, if I don't kill Ye Yong and them, can your murderous aura realm improve so quickly?"

"Besides, I keep that for you all your confidante, and that... Duanqin... Aren't you alive and well?"

In an instant, just in that moment, Wang Mo's breath gradually became stable, even if his eyes were red and the corners of his mouth burst out with blood, Wang Mo didn't choose to do it for a long time!

After a while, Wang Mo suddenly spoke: "I promise you, but I need one condition..."

The corners of Qilin's mouth raised slightly, obviously not surprised by Wang Mo's answer: "Don't worry... When you're done... I'll leave you at your disposal, even if I... Cramps to refine the soul, sacrifice into the soul banner and torture every day, I can..."

As he spoke, he pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and a drop of blood emitting golden light slowly floated towards Wang Mo: "This is the blood contract..."

Wang Mo looked at the blood contract floating in front of him, and was suddenly stunned, this blood contract was not adulterated in the slightest, but at this moment, he couldn't understand how important it was for Qilin to stop the demon god from descending, or... How terrible...

Qilin's eyes were indescribably calm, and he smiled: "Okay, then I won't bother you." After saying that, he left the old house as slowly as a mortal walk.

Feeling that the madman slowly woke up, Wang Mo looked at the back of the Qilin leaving and put away the blood contract.

After a while, the madman woke up, stretched his waist and began to chatter again, chattering in Wang Mo's ear, in this old house, especially after snatching the wine jug from Wang Mo's hand, and drinking a few sips became even more chattering.

Even when he drank a lot of wine, he was drunk, and he actually sang a song, which made the sadness of this peaceful old house dissipate slightly.

On the ninth day, after Wang Mo kowtowed in front of He Fang's tomb, he took a deep breath, glanced at He Fang's tomb spirit, and turned around and walked away!

With this step, Wang Mo returned from Lecheng to the bloody world of cultivating immortals! What he will face will not be the warmth and memories of his childhood, but the cultivation of immortals who are deceitful and full of life and death crises!

This road is a road of no return! When we embark on this road, we must resolutely go on! We cannot stop, and even if we turn back, it will only be for a short moment.

On the tenth day, Wang Mo came to the Human Emperor City and met the Human Emperor and the Overlord who were waiting in the main hall early.

Wang Mo looked at the bottomless middle-aged man in front of him, and bowed to him with a calm face: "Wang Mo has seen the human emperor..."

The Human Emperor smiled calmly from the throne: "Now you are the pride of the immortal capital, killing gods..."

Seeing that Wang Mo was silent, the Human Emperor continued: "I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, but your cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds..."

"I bought my life for it..."

The human emperor can ignore Wang Mo's disrespect, but the overlord can't, seeing that Wang Mo's voice just fell, the overlord smiled coldly: "Killing a god is really killing a god... Now I have so much confidence... It's not the little fairy who relied on people to protect him back then..."

Hearing the ridicule in the overlord's words, Wang Mo said bluntly: "Today's Wang Mo... Killing is just a wave of the hand... Even if you... It won't take much time for Wang..."

"Put..."

Before he could say a word, the Human Emperor waved his hand to interrupt the overlord who was about to become angry: "Do what you want, from today onwards you will be the King of Mo under one person in this human imperial city... As for your fairy city... This emperor looks at the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect well..."

"Finish it sooner... Chattered... I heard that you are back, but I have been excited for a few days..."

"If you need help, the generals of the Human Emperor Kingdom are up to you to choose..."

The bottomless man in front of him seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding with Wang Mo, and Wang Mo seemed to acquiesce to this tacit understanding, and arched his hand lightly: "Thank you to the emperor, but this king can solve it himself!"

Then he turned around and left!

And a hundred miles away from the gate of the Human Emperor, He Yu He Bao and others had been waiting for Wang Mo here for a long time.

If Wang Mo in heaven and earth cares about everything except Shizun Shennong and Duanqin, then only the righteous brothers He Yu and He Bao are left!

He Yu and He Bao have been fighting desperately for many years, and it seems that what they are waiting for is today.

Looking at the two who were immature and mature in the past, Wang Mo didn't say much, just hugged the two tightly, as if recalling the brotherhood of the year.

Since Tianjiang City, Yao Lei, Li Hongru, Lu Feihong, Lian Xing and others have followed the three Wang Mo brothers, except for Xu Yuan, TJ, and Wu Mu who stayed in Tianjiang City, Wang Mu, Wang Huo and Qi He died in the battle with the Bird Emperor Kingdom, and there was one more person in the crowd, and this person was also quite fated with the three Wang Mo brothers.

In a sense, the reason why He Yu and He Bao stepped into the road of cultivating immortals, in addition to Wang Mo, the main thing is the son of the Lecheng member of the year, outline!

This person also participated in the battle of killing immortals back then, and since Lecheng, he has outlined his respect for Wang Mo in the past hundreds of years, not decreasing but increasing...

Boom Boom!

The illusory sword mound of the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect collapsed under the rapid contraction, but although it collapsed, it was also a strong counterattack that rushed out, causing the thunder to be disordered, and most of it collapsed on its own!

Wang Mo's eyes flashed, and the whole person immediately took a step, raised his right hand into a palm, pointed to the starry sky, and then pressed it down fiercely!

Seal of the sky!!

The entire Heavenly Spirit Sword Shrine Formation, the entire heaven and earth at this moment, with the rotation of Wang Mo's pupils, all reversed, and the universe changed!

At the moment of change, in this starry sky, a scene of heaven and earth was transformed, and at the same time of reversal, a roaring squeeze was launched, and the expression of the Immortal Sword Saint changed greatly, and with a wave of his hands, the clouds were rolling and filling, expanding up and down fiercely, wanting to support the general!

Wang Mo even burst out with a cold light in his eyes, his left hand was raised, and a Netherworld Fire Palm appeared in his mind, and he slapped it forward with one hand, and under the roar, a huge Fire Palm Print appeared, heading straight for the Immortal Sword Saint!

This palm print was almost sky-high, and it came out in a mighty way, containing endless magical powers, making the pupils of the Immortal Sword Saint's eyes shrink fiercely!

Outside the storm that enveloped the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect, the thunder roared, and the second time it suddenly fell, letting out a shocking thunder roar, and in a bang, it fell on the storm again.

The storm shook violently, and in the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect, countless people spurted blood and fell to the ground, and the disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect spurted out the same blood one by one, and their bodies exploded directly, and they were wiped out!

A hint of unbearability flashed in He Bao's eyes, this was already Wang Mo's third day in the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect, and in the past three days, Wang Mo seemed to be enjoying it, **naked slaughter, everyone, even every living being in the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect.

On the first day, Tu Se, the great elder who had killed He Fang, was cut off by Wang Mo, and his body was destroyed by the blade, and his soul was thrown into the soul banner to suffer endless torture!

Even some of the registered disciples who had just entered the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect were all killed by Wang Mo and thrown into the soul banner to be tortured!

He Bao faintly saw the same unbearable different color from the eyes of He Yu and the others, but no one chose to stop it, because they knew that Wang Mo had waited too long for this day...