It was a silent space, empty, like a dead place, but the tranquility of this place was ruthlessly broken in a few minutes.

Pillars of light fell from the sky and slowly landed, revealing the horrified eyes of the boys and girls, who gasped for breath and had not yet reacted from the collapse of the Wanyu Stream.

"Are we still alive?"

"Where is this? Paradise?"

"What the hell is going on?"

...！...

This piece of heaven and earth, with the increase of figures, suddenly exploded, one after another frightened figures, hugged each other, crying bitterly, they are all underage children, this kind of feeling of falling apart, has never been experienced.

Don't say it's them, even their parents can't imagine what they have experienced, just now, they seem to have walked away from the ghost gate.

"Hehe, little ones. ”

In this area, the exclamations in the sky suddenly disappeared, and the countless eyes looked at the sky above the bluestone square one by one.

I saw that, the light condensed, and an old figure slowly emerged.

That old figure is not unfamiliar, it is the person who gave them the seal stone and warned them of the rules when Liu Mo and the others first came in, but what they saw in front of them was not an illusory light and shadow, but a real entity.

Liu Mo stared at the white-haired old man who was slowly landing, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, from the latter's body, he sensed a rather strong sense of oppression, this kind of oppression was obviously not something that the strength of the ordinary Xuan Realm could have.

Although the white-haired old man was standing there, it seemed to be integrated into this world, and from him, Liu Mo couldn't feel a trace of breath, but he didn't think that this old man would be an ordinary Muggle who couldn't be more ordinary.

"What a terrifying strength. Liu Mo smacked his tongue secretly.

The white-haired old man looked at the slightly immature boy and girl with a smile, and a kind smile appeared on his face, and finally, he stayed on Liu Mo, and under his gaze, Liu Mo only felt as if the latter had seen through his body, and there was a feeling of coldness.

Then, he looked at everyone apologetically, and said in kind words, "This time the disaster of the Wanyu Stream is the fault of my Sanwufeng, and I am here to apologize to you." ”

As he spoke, he bent down slightly and bowed to the many children who were at a loss.

"This ......"

The commotion in the sky suddenly stopped, and they stared blankly at the old figure bowing to them, and somehow, a touch of heartache and embarrassment surged in their hearts.

"Senior, don't be like this, it's not your fault, if you hadn't rescued us just now, I'm afraid we wouldn't know where we are now?"

Liu Mo was the first to speak, hugged his fist at the old man, and said respectfully.

With Liu Mo's beginning, the overwhelming voice sounded again, this old man is not much older than them, how can there be a reason to bow to them.

"Hehe, thank you for your understanding, little ones, come in, the Sect Selection Conference is inside, please come in. ”

As he spoke, his old but white palm waved casually, and in his robe, a silver-white light, like a shocking spear, converged towards the old man.

"Boom!"

Just when that silver-white light converged, everyone noticed that this piece of heaven and earth shook violently, and behind it, a loud sound vaguely resounded from behind, and the void there became extremely unstable, and the cultivation was distorted.

The young man and girl who was there hurriedly retreated, for fear of being affected by the power of that space.

On Liu Mo's side, all eyes were looking at it deadly.

There, a silvery-white light shone brightly, and space was distorted to the extreme. In the end, it faintly turned into a huge giant gate, on which the ancient lines were inscribed, as if they had been handed down from ancient times.

Thundered!

Under the gaze of countless people, the white distorted giant door also slowly opened at this time, and the light was magnificent, and it was amazing.

"Little ones, please come in. With the opening of the giant gate of the desolation, the slightly old voice of the white-haired old man also came out slowly.

This voice directly ignited the atmosphere of the scene, didn't they come here for the Wanzong Continent, now that it is close at hand, what reason is there to retreat.

The eyes of tens of thousands of people were a little red with excitement at this time, as if they were crazy, and the next moment, like a wasp crossing the border, the overwhelming sound of breaking the wind sounded, and they swept away in the huge gate of the desolation.

"Let's go in too. ”

Seeing the black pressure and the young man and girl rushing inside, he looked back at the people who were already eager to try, and waved his hand.

Yan Ling'er smiled slightly, followed by Yun Ya also nodded, along the way, they have gone through many tests, and now, they have finally come here.

"Let's go!"

Liu Mo and Yan Ling'er were the first to rush out, and in a few breaths, they appeared in front of the giant gate of the desolation, and when they approached, they felt the grandeur of this giant gate, in front of it, they were not even ants.

When they rushed into the giant gate, the scene in front of them changed abruptly, and they only felt that the world was spinning, and when they came back to their senses again, they were already on top of a huge square, the square was extremely real, but there was a trace of blur, as if it could dissipate at any time.

At this time, countless figures flashed out of this square, and soon the slightly empty square became full.

Countless people looked around blankly, obviously, for this endless but slightly empty venue, the second monk was puzzled.

"Liu Mo, Ling'er. ”

At this moment, an inopportune voice came, attracting the eyes of the surroundings, and the two of them also looked at the source of the sound.

As far as I could see, a round figure squeezed out of the crowd of black oppressors, waving his hand at them from time to time.

"Yanbin!"

"Brother!"

The two also recognized the identity of the person who came, naturally it was Yan Bin, who was separated from them that day, and after a short period of time, the three finally met again.

Liu Mo stepped forward, patted the latter's shoulder, and smiled slightly, however, before they could say anything, there was a strange movement in this world.

"Hehe, there are so many little ones here this time. ”

And just when many figures were puzzled, suddenly a slightly lazy chuckle resounded, directly covering the noise of the entire heaven and earth.

Then the heavens and the earth fell silent.

Everyone looked up suddenly, and what they saw was, at some point, a spatial vortex appeared, and between the whirlpools and twists, the white jade thrones were like a lonely boat in the vast ocean, sailing out of it.

On the white jade throne, there were faint lights and shadows leaning lazily, and above the body, there was a strong Xuanqi coercion.

Everyone looked at the hundreds of lights and shadows, felt the terrifying coercion emanating from their bodies, and couldn't help but turn pale, in front of that light and shadow, they were like ants, as long as the latter was willing, they could be wiped out at any time into nothingness.

These people are the envoys of that sect.