The little white dog glanced at Wang Mu very arrogantly, and then waved his paws at the vultures and snow sculptures in the sky, and a snow sculpture came down and landed under the four feet of the little white dog, and the little white dog "Wang" sounded.

The surrounding vultures and snow sculptures want to stay away, but there seems to be a powerful force in the dark that controls these snow sculpture vultures.

Wang Mu only discovered at this time that these snow sculpture vultures were not transformed by spiritual power, but their souls grew flesh with the help of spiritual power, and once their spiritual power was destroyed by Wang Mu, their souls would naturally collapse, and their bodies would dissipate.

And when they saw the little white dog, it was from the coercion in the depths of their souls, an innate coercion that made these blood-drinking beasts feel afraid.

The wolves also distanced themselves a little, and they didn't follow Wang Mu and them so closely.

It seems to be a very strange thing, the birds of prey in the sky and the beasts on the ground are hanging Wang Mu from afar, not attacking, as if waiting for Wang Mu to stop or be alone, and then rush up and swallow him.

But Wang Mu's spirit runes can fly to more than fifty zhang in the air, which is already the limit, and he looks in all directions, the grass is green, like the turquoise sea disappearing.

Wang Mu flew down and said to the three of the Wind Rafter Clan: "There seems to be only one way here!"

"You're a good dog, where did you buy it?" said the wind rafter.

Wang Mu felt that the Wind Rafter Clan seemed to be like a gangster in the world, could it be that he had been mixed in with these people before, and now he was contaminated with their breath, causing him to speak like those uneducated gangsters.

Wang Mu thinks that he is a cultural person, he has spent many classics in Lingtai Sect, and in his dream he has apprenticed to a very human Confucian, so he naturally has a full stomach.

At least he's a person who is outside the gold and jade, and he can be regarded as a scholar.

"Senior, now is not a question of discussing it. Wang Mu glanced at the little white dog, the little white dog at this time still had a trace of fierceness towards Wang Mu, but when he saw Wang Mu's clenched fist, there was a trace of flattery in his eyes.

Wang Mu said to the Wind Rafter: "Senior, this is the eighth level, if we don't want to go down one by one, and then die on the road, we can only think of other ways." The Blood Sect Ancestor has retreated at the eighth level, and our eighth level at this time will not be as simple as the ninth level!"

The Wind Rafter Clan plucked out his ears, and he said: "I naturally understand, otherwise I wouldn't have come to the Xuanmen Pass to break the bloodline shackles of my Feng clan, but this is an endless road, even the sky has an end, why don't you have an end?"

Wang Mu thought for a while, drew a circle in the air, and then said: "This circle has no beginning, no end, you can never go out, and you can't go back!"

"Since we can't go back and forth, do we go to heaven or into the ground?" said Yuan Hongdaoren.

"Left or right?" said the Wind Rafter.

"Although it is very likely that this is the result, we still need to prepare to determine whether this place is left and right or up and down!" Wang Mu said.

"That's good, I'll fly up and take a look first!" The wind rafter flashed and flew towards the sky.

Wang Mu stood on the ground, his face was full of envy, when would he be able to fly into the sky like this, but soon, his current cultivation has reached the ninth level of foundation building.

In a little bit, it becomes a realm of gathering energy.

The nine steps of the foundation have been completed, the abutment is perfectly built, and then on the abutment, the five qi in the chest can be refined, and it can be condensed into a golden pill. Become a powerhouse in the realm of Yudan.

It is said that the five qi in the chest is the best condensed, the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, fire, wood, earth, gold and water!

This is just gathering the five qi and warming up, and it has not yet reached the legendary five qi dynasty, and the three flowers gather at the top.

This realm of gathering qi is simple and very simple, as long as the five qi are gathered and condensed into a golden pill, but the five qi are easy to gather, and the golden pill is difficult to achieve, so there is a realm of gathering qi.

Wang Mu felt that as long as he moved one thought, he would condense the first fire qi.

He already has the karmic fire of the innate divine fire, and he can naturally condense the fire qi of the heart into the power of the flame.

But now is not the time to condense the five qi, what he has to do is how to leave the eighth level and lead to the ninth level, although he is not a person in the world, but he also has to pursue the supreme immortal path, and naturally he wants to break the suppression of him by the Xuanmen Pass.

Not for others, only for yourself!

Cultivation is to go against the sky, if you have a good heart, it is also after becoming an ancestor and laughing at the vicissitudes of life.

At this time, he was still a cultivator struggling in the vicissitudes of life. Wang Mu looked at the wind rafters who were constantly flying upward, and the persistence in his heart was even more stable.

He is a person with a firm mind, and he can persist in the original destruction of Thorn Ridge, although he is supported by a heart of revenge, but he still has a firm belief in his heart, firmly believing that he will definitely let the exterminating Qing, who is a high immortal master, kneel in front of the grave of their Thorn Ridge people.

He has done it, and now he has achieved it to the extreme, and there are not many people in the entire cultivation world who can look down on him, but this is not something he can slack off.

In this Xuanmen Pass alone, he is the weakest one, he is not like Jiao Wujiao, nor is he cynical like the Wind Rafter, and he will not stay out of the matter like Li Xiu.

All he wants is freedom.

I don't want the Xuanmen Pass above my head to suppress myself all the time, I don't want the monks in the cultivation world to keep arresting me, and I don't want those who are even more arrogant than me to make random moves on him.

The little white dog beside Wang Mu seemed to feel the sudden change in Wang Mu's mood, and the little white dog rubbed against Wang Mu's calf, constantly coquettish. But he was kicked away by Wang Mu, this puppy is not even as good as Gou Zheng, he eats more inside and outside than a white-eyed wolf!

The surrounding wolves have long been afraid to approach after the little white dog came down, although the will of the eighth level is controlling them, but the fear in the bloodline has penetrated into the three souls and seven spirits, and it cannot be changed.

This is the fear left by the ancestors, and it has also been passed down with the blood and soul, warning the descendants of the back that such an existence cannot be provoked, this is a natural protection.

Otherwise, the newborn rabbit runs to the tiger, which is delivering food. The more the wind rafters flew, the more frightened they became, as if Wang Mu had said that the earth was no longer flat, but a huge arc, low on both sides, and high in the middle, like a hillside.

They seem to have entered a small world, and there will be such a huge earth like the earth! And they are on the earth, constantly circling in circles, and the road here is constantly changing, there are no trees in front and back, only grass, and they can't recognize where they have walked, and there is a phantom array, and they can't even see that they have walked past.

However, although they saw the formation, they couldn't get out, and a trace of anxiety appeared on the face of the Wind Rafter Clan, originally thinking that this Xuanmen Pass was just like this, it turned out that the Blood Sect Ancestor knew everything about each level, but now this is not the case.

They didn't know how to break the eighth level, and when they were thinking about it, more than a dozen snow sculptures with a terrifying aura suddenly appeared in the sky, and they surrounded the wind rafters.

With a strong killing intent in his eyes, he then killed towards the Wind Rafter.

The wind rafters took out a painting in their hands, there were mountains and waters, scattered little by little, and the snow sculpture was pierced by water droplets, but it did not change its speed and came towards him.

There was a hint of solemnity in the eyes of the Wind Rafter, these snow sculptures were actually the same strength as him.

But when Wang Mu flew to the sky, this snow sculpture was very well-behaved, but when he went to the sky, how could he be so ferocious!

With all his strength, a snow sculpture was shattered, and he was slightly panting, this was due to too much spiritual power, but this kind of full force blow, Rao was not able to come a few times even if he cultivated to be strong, but the snow sculptures in the sky actually came more and more, and he saw that the vultures flying in the low altitude suddenly grew white hair, and then turned into snow sculptures.

What a monster this is!

A hint of surprise flashed in the wind rafter's eyes, but now was not the time for him to be surprised, and a series of magic seals formed in his hands, countless spiritual lights exploded on his body, and then some snow sculptures fell to the ground.

But there were still powerful snow sculptures, like breaking his seal, scratching at his shoulder with one paw.