"June's big competition, is the best opportunity to enter the inner door of the Wanluo Gate, this Wanluo Gate, it is rumored that there is a treasure of the town faction, condensed more than 100 million souls of the soul flag, this flag waved, the color of the heaven and the earth changed, it is the magic weapon of the upper row of the immortal capital. ”

"In addition, this Wanluo Gate specializes in refining soul flags as the main exercise, although the immortals of the immortal capital, most of them have some spells for collecting soul refining flags, but compared with Wanluo Gate, it is inferior, if you can learn it, presumably the power of the ancient black sword will be on a higher level!"

Wang Mo's eyes flashed, his right hand shook in front of him, and suddenly one after another afterimage formations immediately came out of his hand, guarding the surroundings, and then, he slapped the storage bag, and a piece of fairy crystal that flashed white mangs was held in his hand.

This immortal crystal is missing a corner, but the immortal power emitted is no different.

"Xiu Wei has recovered to the Eight Palaces of Jingmen, and he can swallow a piece of immortal crystal again to forcibly impact the bloodthirsty mystery and seal. Wang Mo was silent for a while, broke off a piece from the immortal crystal, took a deep breath, and put it in his mouth.

Suddenly, the unimaginable pain immediately came to me.

At this moment, in the realm of the Human Emperor and in the Heavenly Frontier City, there was a long sigh and tens of thousands of low sighs......

Within the border boundary, spring is in full bloom, the ground is covered with turquoise grass, He Yu is wearing a close-fitting black armor, at the chest of the armor, a blood-red fierce wolf hovers down, beside him He Bao and others are like this, several people stand on top of the tower of Tianjiang City, looking at the dense enemy army in the distance, He Yu suddenly smiled and said: "If the second brother is here, I'm afraid the battle situation will be very different!"

In the second year of Wang Mo's disappearance, the People's Emperor Kingdom was besieged by the other six countries except the Ghost Emperor, and the four major border boundaries of the People's Emperor Kingdom were heavily guarded by heavy troops to defend the enemy, and the northeast border of the People's Emperor Kingdom was resisted by He Yu and others as the main force......

Xu Yuan, sitting cross-legged under the city tower, with a trace of melancholy in his eyes, looked at He Yu and the others, and sighed lightly after a long time.

The news of Wang Mo's disappearance has already spread throughout the Xiandu world, and for this matter, he always believes that with the ability of the second master, he will be able to save the day.

Xu Yuan's eyes showed a hint of conviction, and then a heavy look of doubt was also full of eyes......

Not only Xu Yuan, but He Yu and the others all had a strong look of doubt, and they couldn't figure out what could make the invasion happen again and again......

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, spring flashed by, and it entered June.

June, perhaps for others, has no special significance, but for the outer disciples of the Ghost Emperor Kingdom's Wanluo Sect, it is a day full of joy.

This month is the day of the Great Contest of the outer disciples of the Wanluo Sect, through a series of eliminations, from the tens of thousands of outer disciples, only one person is selected to become the inner disciple of the Wanluo Sect.

On this day, Wang Mo woke up from the retreat, he slowly opened his eyes, at first glance, his eyes were black and white, but when he looked closely, he could see that there seemed to be stars shining in his eyes, extremely bright.

The black lines on his face were even darker, and there were only a few pieces left! These traces intertwined and became the key structure of the Overlord's seal.

The small piece of immortal crystal that was swallowed in his mouth was absorbed by him, and under the impact of the seal, it began to shrink in a large area, but if he wanted to completely expel it, he was never able to do it.

"Jingmen Nine Palaces Peak!!" Wang Mo muttered to himself softly, slowly stood up, he took a deep breath, and walked out of the cave.

"What I perceive is the mystery of life and death in the way of reincarnation, life and death in the world, the more you see through, the more you can't get rid of it, I have always thought that life is life, death is death, but with my understanding, I found that sometimes, life is death, and death is life.

I, Wang Mo, have killed all my life, almost all of what I see is the side of death, only life, not much understanding, when I entered the immortal capital at the beginning of the year, it is considered one, and the rest of my life after this catastrophe is also one, but, obviously, it is still not enough!" Wang Mo walked out of the cave, looked at the mountains in the distance, and shook his head gently.

"For the rest of my life after this catastrophe, my mentality has changed a little compared to the life and death of the war I experienced back then, especially in the first few months, I am even more emotional, looking at life is life, seeing death is death, looking at life is not life, seeing death is not death......" Wang Mo stood outside the cave, the mountain wind was owed, and the clothes were blown from time to time.

"This opportunity has given me a vague understanding that if I can find the point of unity, and return to the point where life is life and death is death, I can break through the mysteries and reach the five palaces of death.

It's just that the consummation of the door of death, the successful comprehension of the mystery of life and death, but the final consummation is still difficult, and the consummation of the realm of the door of death also needs consummation in the mystery......"

Wang Mo's eyes showed a deep expression, at this moment, he inexplicably had a pressure in his heart, this pressure had appeared in the second year of his disappearance, this feeling was like a black curtain covering the sky, unless he had a sword to break the black curtain and tear this black curtain apart, otherwise, he could not resist.

Two days later, the Wanluo Gate Dabi began, tens of thousands of outer disciples, a total of hundreds of battle scenes, every day, there are several confrontations, among these outer disciples, there are scattered immortals, there are people from the Xiuxian family, they came to the Wanluo Gate for this day.

There is only one rule for the big competition of the outer disciples of Wanlumen, as long as they can win, the loser lives or dies, and the winner will kill if he wants to, as long as he has the ability, even if he kills everyone, he will not interfere at all.

Even, there is a rumor among the outer disciples that the more people who kill people, the greater the certainty of being selected in the end, if there is a strong man who kills all the way and fights no one alive, then his grasp of entering the inner door will reach an incredible height.

This rumor will circulate at every time there is a big competition, in fact, as early as many years ago, there was a killing star among the disciples of the outer door, all the way directly to the final battle, although it failed, but it was also included in the inner door.

That exceptional income immediately made this rumor spread rapidly as if it had grown wings.

No more than half of the tens of thousands of outer disciples can survive in each big competition! There is no exception! The rest of the big competition needs to pay more jade crystals and spiritual liquid in order to keep their identity as outer disciples and strive for the next big competition, so that they can enter the inner gate.

For countless years, no one can count how many outer disciples have died in Dabi, and no one knows how many souls have increased after each Dabi...... The entire Wanluo Gate is growing in this cruel way.

Every day, there are a large number of outer disciples who die, hundreds of battle scenes, almost blood flows into the Wei River, Wang Mo has been observing these days, every time a person dies, this person's soul will be absorbed by the battlefield platform and disappear.

On this day, it was the day when Wang Mo came on the field, he silently floated up and landed on the left side of the platform, a Dumen immortal in a black robe, was the inner disciple who presided over the scene, and was a Dumen immortal in the first palace, he glanced at Wang Mo coldly, and was shocked in his heart, in his opinion, this person's cultivation is on par with himself, among the outer disciples, it is rare to see this kind of cultivation, he said in his mouth: "Six thousand seven hundred and thirty-two, face the battle!"

A low shout came from the disciples around him, and then, a short and fat man jumped out, like a huge ball of meat slammed down on the platform, he didn't speak at all, and immediately after appearing, he pinched his hands and immediately appeared in front of him, like a rain of fire, under his finger, smashed towards Wang Mo.

"Wounded Gate First Palace..."Wang Mo shook his head, this time in order to enter the inner gate, he fixed the cultivation in the Dumen First Palace, at this moment, with a wave of his right hand, his body had already jumped off the platform.

The moment his body left, the short and fat fairy's whole body trembled, the fireball in the sky suddenly disappeared, his head tilted, and he fell to the ground unconscious.

Wang Mo didn't kill anyone, it's really a shame to kill a junior who injured the family.

As time passed, a large number of outer disciples died, and seven days later, tens of thousands of disciples, except for a thousand who entered the next round, had already died.

The rest, all of them gave up in advance, or both were defeated, so they did not die, in these seven days, there were four disciples of the outer sect, which caused the side eyes of Wan Luomen.

Among the four people, one of them is an old man with gray hair, he has the cultivation of the second palace of Dumen, along the way, all the people he met were killed by him with an unstoppable sword rain technique, and this sword rain technique does not seem to come from immortal power, but more like an innate energy.

The moment Wang Mo saw this sword rain technique, he immediately thought of the alien clan in his mind, and he was stunned, and the appearance of Zhao Min appeared in his mind instantly, and then a soft smile flashed on Wang Mo's face......

The other person is a short, extremely thin young man, although this young man's cultivation is only the fourth palace of the injured door, but he has an intuition like a beast, for any spell, he can always feel the fluctuation of immortal power in advance before the other party casts it, and make countermeasures.

If you face a high-level immortal, maybe this intuition is not very useful, but for the same level, it is like occupying the heavenly opportunity, and it is invincible.

With Wang Mo's concentration, the moment he saw this young man, he couldn't help but have a trace of love for talent, and he moved the idea of wooing, but he finally gave up.

The third person, Wang Mo is familiar with, this person is the arrogant man in the 11th hole of the first six elements, this person has a magic weapon, this magic weapon is a jade medal, under the use, he has killed countless people all the way, and everyone who fought against him was killed.

As for the last one, it was Wang Mo himself, and any disciple he met along the way was an understatement, and he made the other party unconscious with a single wave, so that it naturally attracted the attention of others.

However, this is exactly what Wang Mo did deliberately, only if the other party pays attention, then it will not be surprising to finally obtain the qualification to enter the inner door.

Time flies, another seven days have passed, and these 1,000 selected disciples have been brutally eliminated again, and in the end, only four people remained.

Coincidentally, the remaining four people were the four people who were noticed by the Ten Thousand Soul Gate.

On this day, when Wang Mo came on the stage, he stood on the platform, looking at the immortals who walked on this stage, and the corners of his mouth showed a strange smile.

The person who came to power was none other than the arrogant man who had six elements and eleven holes.