The Lord of Zhongheng looked at Wang Mo calmly, he hoped that Wang Mo could enter the Divine Pool, dissolve the mystery, and become a true god from now on, and become the real key to that matter.

Mo Shengtu was silent for a moment, glanced at Wang Mo, gritted his teeth, raised his steps, and resolutely walked towards the Divine Pool, he was arrogant all his life, he did not put anyone in his eyes among his peers, and since he left the West Star, he had never met any opponent!

However, in this battle of the stars and gods, he was defeated again and again in front of Wang Mo, and he was completely defeated and killed in that Yuan Shen General, which made him unacceptable!

But in the same way, for Wang Mo, Mo Shengtu also has a trace of admiration in his heart, but this admiration is really insignificant compared to that unwillingness, he understands that if it goes on like this for a long time, it will be difficult for him to completely overpower the other party, he must take the sword sideways, and he must make a qualitative leap!

Therefore, he resolutely gave up the mystery and chose the path of becoming a god!

Stepping into the Divine Pool, Mo Shengtu immediately felt an unbearable pain coming out of his body frantically, and the pool water seemed to be boiling, constantly burrowing into his body.

Beads of sweat from Mo Shengtu's forehead were secreted from the bean-sized beads, and the sharp pain made him almost faint, as if there was a knife cutting flesh and bones on his body, and extracting the marrow, quickly absorbing the mystery of his thousand-year-old cultivation of immortals.

A large amount of immortal qi fused into his body, fusing with the power of his Heavenly Dao, forming a force that had never been before, condensing his whole body.

It was just half a pillar of incense, Mo Shengtu looked up to the sky - a roar, his hair was windless, and there was a loud bang in his whole body, and an extremely strong immortal qi burst out from his body.

His strength at the moment is actually a cut above before!

Mo Shengtu's eyes were like lightning, and an extremely comfortable feeling emerged all over his body, he clenched his fists, as if he had mastered the power of heaven and earth, and the spells he had learned before flashed in his mind, but he had a feeling that he could play freely and completely control his heart!

"Don't forget, one day, you and I will have to fight!!" Mo Shengtu walked out of the Divine Pool, his eyes were like torches, he glanced at Wang Mo and withdrew his gaze.

Mo Shengtu's performance immediately strengthened the determination of many people around him who were hesitant, and after him, people stepped into the divine pool one after another, and after a miserable pain, one by one, their cultivation increased dramatically, and the immortal aura was shocking, and they slowly walked out of the divine pool......

Everyone who walked out had a surprise on their faces, the feeling of mastering the power and completely controlling the use of spells, so that they would choose this path without regrets.

Wang Mo looked at Shenchi calmly, his heart was very complicated, he saw the top of the Immortal Dao...

All this is full of mysteries. Cultivating immortals is by no means simple, this path, in his opinion, can't tell whether it's right or not, it's just that he doesn't want to choose.

In addition, the most important thing is that in Wang Mo's opinion, those old monsters on the futon appeared at the moment of the divine pool.' No one took a look at it at all, which strengthened Wang Mo's choice.

Thirty righteous gods, in the end, there were seventeen people, who chose to enter the god pool, did not choose this path, in addition to Wang Mo, there were also more than a dozen people such as Guan Xiao, Su Muzhen and Beitun.

"This is your own choice, don't regret it in the future!" Kun Demon's gaze swept over everyone, raised his right hand, pointed forward, and immediately the divine pool floated into the sky and disappeared in a rumbling sound.

"Please seal the Monument of God!" Kun Mo drank in a low voice, his expression was extremely respectful, and as soon as these words came out, the auspicious clouds in the sky immediately rolled, turning into cloud dragons circling and wandering.

Bursts of astonishing coercion suddenly descended from the sky, enveloping the surroundings, and the immortals of the entire five star domains all looked at this scene and couldn't take their eyes off it.

After a while, he saw a cloud dragon with a swaying body, falling from the sky, opening his mouth and spitting out a stone tablet, which was only half a zhang in size, but when it fell, it made the entire star of the earth make a loud "boom", and the ground trembled.

The majestic immortal aura swept away peacefully, with a hint of tyranny, and spread wildly to all around.

"The first god, the thirty righteous gods, give you the opportunity to engrave your name on the god tablet!"

Mo Shengtu's eyes flashed, and he stepped out and came to the side of the divine monument, staring at this monument, but he was stunned at a glance.

Seeing that on the divine stele, there were countless names densely engraved, each name exuded a powerful aura, and even on it, there were many people who were famous in the five star fields, so the idea of carving the name was heavier, and he raised his right hand, looking for a blank space on it, and a little more ruthlessly...

The blue light of this stele flashed, and a strong force popped up into Mo Shengtu's body, Shengsheng shook Mo Shengtu back, Mo Shengtu sneered, the power of the Heavenly Dao in his whole body ran wildly, and under the black aura in the center of his eyebrows, he separated a strand and integrated it into his fingertips, and carved it fiercely on the divine stele.

Reluctantly carved his name, his whole body seemed to collapse, and he stepped back with a quick step, his face pale.

Wang Mo glanced at Mo Shengtu and saw that the reason why this person collapsed was because the immortal spirit actually divided a small half, which was absorbed by the divine monument, and he was immediately secretly vigilant in his heart.

Kun Mo nodded, those who can engrave their names on the Fengshen Tablet are all amazing cultivators, and he is still very satisfied with Mo Shengtu, and secretly said that this person will definitely be able to shine in the battle with the immortal capital.

After Mo Shengtu, the thirty immortals stepped forward one after another, but except for Guan Xiao, the red-robed youth and the bald youth, no one could carve their names on them.

Wang Mo was the last person, his eyes were calm, and he slowly walked towards the half-zhang Fengshen Monument, looking at the names on it, he was silent. Wang Mo is cautious by nature, Shenchi, he doesn't choose to enter, there are many reasons, and now this divine monument makes him groan...

His deep groan, so that the eyes of the surrounding immortals condensed, Wang Mo in this act of sealing the gods, can be said to be breathtaking, extremely eye-catching, he did not enter the god pool, it has already caused a burst of discussions, now seeing him standing under the god monument silent, but also caused the speculation of the surrounding immortals.

Not only them, but at this moment, in the entire five star domains, all the immortals who saw this scene through the sound transmission stone were all condensed and watched carefully.

They want to know, don't forget, will they give up, if not, can they leave their names on the god stele, although almost the vast majority of them don't know the legend and origin of the god stele.

In the midst of the deep groaning, Wang Mo's eyes flashed, he raised his right hand, pressed his index finger on the Fengshen Monument, and the next moment, he immediately felt a strong force surging from within it, and directly flicked his hand away.

With a slight frown, the power of the Heavenly Dao in Wang Mo's body operated, and immediately his index finger was engraved again, this time the rebounding power was stronger, but the moment it fell on Wang Mo's finger, the power of the Heavenly Dao immediately burst out from his body to fight against it.

In this way, with the wave of Wang Mo's index finger, the rebound force became stronger and stronger, and in the end, there was a loud bang, as if it was about to collapse.

Bursts of dazzling light flickered from it, and at the moment of the last stroke of Wang Mo's right finger, he immediately felt that the immortal spirit had split a part and quickly emerged towards his right finger.

It's just that at the moment when the immortal spirit was about to merge into the Sealing God Monument, Wang Mo suddenly raised his right hand, and with the strong force coming from the Sealing God Monument, he retreated a few steps backwards before stopping.

Kun Mo's eyes froze, and he glanced at Wang Mo meaningfully, he naturally saw that Wang Mo's immortal spirit was not integrated into the Fengshen Monument, even if it was engraved on it, it was not one of the two names Wang Mo and Mo Forget, but the Demon Rakshasa!

"This is worthy of being from the immortal capital, and he is not greedy, but cautious!" Kun Mo withdrew his gaze.

"Now, this is the last reward for the first god and the thirty righteous gods, thirty-one of you, each of you, you can make a request, the five main stars, we will do our best to help you achieve it!

Wang Mo's heart was shocked, he took a deep breath, forcibly calmed his fast-beating heart, and his eyes showed an unprecedented light, he came here to participate in the gods, just for this last reward!

Wang Mo didn't show this kind of violent mood, he calmed down slightly, his eyes gradually calmed down, but behind this calm, there was a flame from his heart burning wildly.

He didn't step forward first, but waited for someone to say their own requirements one after another, and then slowly walked out, hugged his fist towards Kun Mo, and said respectfully: "The junior has a request!"

Kun Mo glanced at Wang Mo and said flatly: "Don't forget, say your request." ”

"The request of the younger generation is to resurrect the deceased, not only the soul returns, but the body also has to be reshaped..."Wang Mo said in a deep voice, his expression could not see the slightest change, but his heart, at this moment, was thumping and beating rapidly, as if he was about to rush out of his chest.

"Oh?" Kun Mo's eyes froze, he groaned slightly, looked at the old man of the Zhu family, and said: "This request is not difficult, the Zhu family has a magical power called resurrection since ancient times, this technique is said to be infinitely useful, it should be able to meet your requirements, Zhu Xianyou, what do you think?"

The old man surnamed Zhu smiled slightly, he was very appreciative of Wang Mo, and when he heard this, he said with a smile: "This matter, it's not difficult! You first take out the remnants of the soul of the deceased and let the old man check it!"

Wang Mo took a deep breath, at this moment, his concentration of three hundred years of cultivation seemed to be extremely fragile, and he suppressed his trembling heart: "Junior... No... There is no soul."

"If you have the remnants of the soul of the deceased, even if you don't take good care of it, the old man has a way, but you don't have a soul... Even Da Luo Jinxian is probably powerless... Don't forget, let's ask for a different one. The old man surnamed Zhu sighed secretly, he had the heart to help this don't forget, so he gave the other party the choice of changing his requirements.

The voice of the old man surnamed Zhu was like a sharp needle, at this moment, it stabbed Wang Mo's heart fiercely, the pain was indescribable, as if the Expo collapsed in front of him, the shattered nothingness, only the desolate whirlwind remained, and everything was gone.

This kind of pain made Wang Mo show signs of extinguishing the vitality in his body in an instant, and in his ears, only the other party's voice, word by word, echoed over and over again like a rumbling thunder.