[Who the hell is it?]

Ji Bei followed Ji Ming's gaze, but found that there was a crowd of people who were still in the test.

[Impossible, such a simple test can't be passed, how can it be?]

Ji Bei's first thought was to deny it, you must know that even in the Ji family, no one in his generation can be compared to Ji Ming, how can there be such a ghost place.

Just when Ji Bei held this thought and looked at those people with a disdainful expression, a glimmer of light slowly lit up.

This light is very faint, and if you are not careful, you will ignore the past, but the artistic conception attached to it makes people have to pay attention to him.

It is like the light of the dawn, faint at first, and then bright and bright to break through the darkness and bring dawn.

"It's ......"

Ji Bei was taken aback, this kind of artistic conception comprehension can be described as extremely difficult, especially when the other party is still in the cultivation of the mortal realm.

A smile rose at the corner of Ji Ming's mouth on the side, and he slowly stood up, and a sense of artistic conception spread out from his body, facing the glimmer of light.

If the artistic conception of the glimmer represents the dawn, then the artistic conception of Ji Ming is the twilight that brings darkness to everything in the world.

It's like the first rays of night that darken the sky, no matter how much light there is, it will be darkened sooner or later.

Two completely different artistic conceptions collide together, and a silent battle is carried out.

The light of dawn dispels the darkness here, and the night swallows up the brilliance there.

"It's kind of interesting, I'm starting to get excited..."

Ji Ming muttered a sentence in his mouth, and a sense of war suddenly erupted in his eyes, but then calmed down.

"But it's still too weak..."

Although it seemed to be evenly matched, the other party was too weak, and Ji Ming suddenly couldn't feel any fighting intent at all.

On the other side, Mo Jue, who had just woken up, looked dazed.

When monks wake up in an unconscious state, they usually subconsciously release their powers.

One is to regain control of his body as soon as possible, and the other is that even if there is any danger around him, he can react immediately.

It was precisely for this reason that Mo Jue would release the Daybreaking Sword Intent.

However, just as Mo Jue was sure that his surroundings were safe and was about to put away his sword intent, a force that was completely opposite to the dawn sword intent suddenly appeared.

The two were immediately entangled together, and it was too late for Mo Jue to take it back.

In addition, Mo Jue noticed that there was a hidden force in the other party's artistic conception, and it was obvious that he had not used all his strength yet.

I don't know why, after realizing this, a sense of disgust rose in Mo Jue's heart for no reason, as if he had encountered something that was destined to be incompatible with him.

Suddenly, Mo Jue felt something, raised his head and met Ji Ming's gaze.

In just a moment, Mo Jue dared to be sure that the power that disgusted him came from the golden-robed young man in front of him.

Suddenly, Mo Jue's face became solemn, this person and that 'immortal' are obviously from the same force, jumping out at this time, you don't have to think about it to know that this is not a good thing.

Thinking of this, Mo Jue took out the long sword and held it in his hand, and the spiritual power surging up and down Zhou's body, assuming a posture of preparing for battle.

Everyone is in the mortal realm, who is afraid of whom?

Just when Mo Jue thought that the first battle after entering the secret realm was about to start here, he didn't expect that the other party had no intention of making a move at all.

I saw Ji Ming smile at Mo Jue, waved his hand to show that he had no malicious intent, and then put away that artistic conception.

This makes Mo absolutely very incomprehensible, since there is no malicious intent, then what is he trying to do such a play? It can't be for the limelight, right?

The artistic conception is different from the sword intent, the latter belongs to the visible and touchable, while the former can only be perceived when you comprehend your own artistic conception.

Compared with the indifferent Ji Ming, Mo Jue can be said to be a punch on the cotton, which is extremely uncomfortable.

Due to Ji Bei's reasons just now, many people present were paying attention to their every move, and now naturally many people have noticed this scene.

Many people showed a look of great interest, and some even began to speculate about how Mo Jue would die.

After all, Ji Bei's ferocity just now left a deep impression on them, and he was completely the master of killing people without blinking.

Of course, there are not a few people who recognize Mo Jue, as the most mysterious sword peak of the Cloud Sword Sect, his information is noticed by many sect disciples, coupled with the conspicuous colorful cloud robe on his body, it is not difficult to guess the identity of Mo Jue.

Jian Feng personally said that it was a very interesting thing to face the golden-robed forces from unknown origins, so most people were expecting what kind of scene they would be fighting for.

However, to their disappointment, Mo Jue and Ji Ming only looked at each other for a while, and then they inexplicably died down.

Mo Jue felt the gaze around him, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

No matter what happened, the most important thing was always the onlookers, and he finally understood this truth.

"Tsk, that's a good mood. The young man has a future, and this boy is optimistic about you!"

At this moment, a small immature hand landed on Mo Jue's shoulder.

I saw the town guard boy stepping on the void, putting his hand on Mo Jue's shoulder, and pretending to be old-fashioned.

If it were normal, Mo Jue would definitely laugh it off and not take it seriously.

However, at this moment, he was extremely cautious, because the spiritual power surging in his body was suppressed back in an instant when the boy put his hand up.

Coupled with the fact that the boy said the artistic conception, Mo Jue can be sure that this boy must not be so simple.

was stunned for a moment, the boy didn't know what means he used, and when Mo Jue came back to his senses, he found that he had come to Ji Ming.

"Young people don't be so angry, come on, come on, shake hands and make peace!"

The boy who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic just now, now he turned his head and persuaded the two, giving the people around him the feeling that this boy did things completely according to his own preferences.

It is estimated that the loose cultivation boy also woke up the boy to sleep, so the latter will ignore it.

However, Mo Jue didn't know this, he only knew that the force he felt on his shoulders was getting stronger and stronger, and if he continued like this, he was afraid that his bones would be crushed.

Where is this persuasion, it is clearly a threat to Mo Jue.

"When we meet for the first time, please don't worry about the offense, Ji Ming. ”

At this time, it was Ji Ming who made a move first, only to see him stretch out his hand in front of Mo Jue, and said quite politely, and reported his name at the end.

Ji Ming's move gave enough face to the guarded boy, and at the same time took care of Mo Jue's feelings, and finally gave himself another step, which can be described as impeccable.

However, Mo Jue frowned, he always felt that the other party's actions revealed a false feeling before and after, which was very weird.

But before he could think about it, the force on his shoulder suddenly increased a little, and the sharp pain caused Mo Jue's pupils to shrink suddenly.

In desperation, Mo Jue could only gently hold Ji Ming's hand, and said softly: "Mo Jue." ”

At this moment, Mo Jue suddenly felt a violent dizziness.

In a trance, he seemed to see a round of dazzling sun behind Ji Ming in front of him, and the scorching temperature kept sweeping out.

"Found you!"

A calm voice fell, and Mo Jue woke up suddenly, shook off Ji Ming's hand, turned over and took out a long sword and pointed at the latter.

The sudden change made the town guard boy stunned, a person who was okay just now, how can he say that he will change?

In astonishment, his grip on Mo Jue's shoulder also let go.

Ji Ming on the other side was pointed at by the long sword, smiled indifferently, and said, "What's the matter?" ”

Looking at him, he didn't seem to know anything about what had just happened.

Mo Jue put away his long sword and lowered his head slightly, and replied in a calm voice: "It's okay, it's just that I haven't completely escaped from the illusion yet, so I will retire first." ”

With that, he turned and walked towards an open space, ignoring the reaction of the crowd.

The town guard boy was bored for a moment, and said with a lack of interest: "Okay, okay, let's all disperse." ”

As he spoke, a stream of aura gathered and formed a bird at the boy's feet, and then rose to the sky.

After the town guard boy left, Ji Ming sat on the ground casually, staring at the direction of Mo Jue, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Ji Bei suddenly stepped forward and whispered, "Boss..."

Seeing Ji Bei's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Ji Ming frowned slightly and asked, "What's the matter?"

"This ink is ......"

Before Ji Bei finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ji Ming's cold drink: "Shut up, you don't have to worry about this." ”

The former immediately froze, opening his mouth but not daring to say anything.

Don't look at Ji Ming's very good talk, in fact, the people who know his temper best are precisely Ji Bei, who has been bullied since childhood.

It can be said that as long as Ji Ming speaks, there is no room for disobedience.

Seeing that Ji Bei was deflated, the rest of the people looked at him with a gloating look, and even brought a little sympathy, making the former angry enough.

"I'm telling you, don't report this to the family, you know?"

Ji Ming gave a cold warning at this time, and then murmured: "Old enemy, you should let me solve it alone, even if he is a remnant of the Mo family..."

Mo absolutely didn't know anything about Ji Ming's words, and at this time he was sitting upright on the ground, thinking about the problem with empty eyes.

Just as he shook off Ji Ming's hand, a familiar mark appeared in Mo Jue's sight.

Ji Ming's palm actually had an imprint similar to that of Mo Jue's palm, and it caused the restlessness of Taiyin Xuanshui, so he left in a hurry.

"The Ruler of the Sun?"

Mo Jue couldn't help but say to himself, when he saw the mark in Ji Ming's hand, this word came to Mo Jue's heart.

He finally understood where that disgust came from, the yin and the sun were completely opposite forces, and they could not coexist at all.

In contrast, Mo Jue cares more about the sentence 'I found you!'.

From this point of view, Ji Ming and his party not only came for the secret realm this time, but most likely came for him.