In southern Xinjiang, in the ancient land of Jiuli, a towering mountain range, a huge fireball burning in the void conjured out of thin air, as if a meteorite fell from the sky, crossed the sky in an instant, and smashed into a dense jungle.

Then, in less than half a breath, another flash of light appeared, and among them was a young man, who fell from the sky, his whole body burned, and his whole body burned all his clothes, and he fell naked into a hundred-foot lake.

The surroundings were calm again, as if nothing had happened, and all that could be heard was the rustle of leaves blowing in the mighty wind.

I don't know how long later, a dull snort of pain came out, and the man who had fallen into the lake was revealed, his eyes swept around, and there was a palpitation in his eyes.

"Did you escape?"

Yan Zijun spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face looked pale, and after observing the surroundings for a while, he swam towards the shore without hesitation.

His movements were stiff and he didn't seem to be in good shape, until he climbed ashore with some exhaustion, and he really exhaled.

And in fact, he was indeed not lightly injured, as early as when he was chased and killed by seven people with Qin Xiaocheng before, he was not recovered, and then he faced the terrifying existence of a witch slave, and his desperate escape made his whole person extremely weak.

Moreover, at this time, his naked and even his hair was burned in the embarrassment, which was caused by the teleportation,

And what surprised him was that he didn't know what kind of teleportation method Mo Ming was casting, there was a flame eruption during the teleportation process, if it weren't for the fact that he was a monk, he had spiritual power in his body to protect his body, and he didn't need to be killed by a witch slave, just this teleportation could kill him.

"Get out, you're crushing me!"

Suddenly, at this moment, a very tired voice came from not far away.

Yan Zijun's heart jumped suddenly, and when he turned his eyes, he saw three young people stacked on top of each other, and the scene looked bloody and embarrassing, and it was also speechless.

At the bottom, Mo Ming, who was covered in blood and had countless tiny cuts all over his body, his eyes were closed at this time, and his face was as pale as paper.

In the middle, Qin Xiaocheng, like him, was also naked, his hair was burned, there were even burnt marks at the corners of his eyes, and blood flowed all over his cheeks, which was very embarrassing.

And at the top, there was a young-looking man, lying on Qin Xiaocheng's body, with no face visible, but the only difference from them was that although his hair was also burned, he was wearing a cyan robe on his body, and he didn't look like he had been burned.

With Qin Xiaocheng's low shout, the young man moved slightly, as if he had woken up a little, and then suddenly jumped up, one hand flashed, and a cold and shining killing sword was revealed, facing Qin Xiaocheng's face and was about to be cut down.

However, the next moment, the young man's face was suffocated, his eyes showed great surprise and surprise, and as soon as he put away the killing sword in his hand, he didn't wait for Qin Xiaocheng to react, and threw Qin Xiaocheng directly with a big hand, revealing Mo Ming, who was also naked at the bottom.

"Little junior brother!"

With an exclamation, this young man was none other than Murong Qingzhuo, who had disappeared before.

"Do you still know that he is your junior brother?" Qin Xiaocheng walked over, and while taking out a piece of clothing from the storage bag and putting it on his body, he opened his mouth angrily.

"It's okay, nothing happened!"

On the other side, Yan Zijun also walked over, looking relieved, but there were palpitations in his eyes that could not be concealed, and he was really a little frightened by the existence of that witch slave before!

"Can anyone tell me what's going on?"

Murong Qingzhuo grimaced, helped Mo Ming up from the ground, and stuffed a few pills into his mouth.

At this moment, Murong Qingzhuo had already discovered that Mo Ming had been seriously injured, and the dense and extremely small wounds on his body were secondary, and the most serious was that too much blood flowed in his body, which hurt his own element.

"Don't you know? I still want to ask you what's going on, how did you suddenly appear, or in that way? Do you know that if you fell faster just now, you could kill me and Mo Ming directly!"

Qin Xiaocheng held his hand on his chest, looking very injured, and his face was very ugly, not at all because Murong Qingzhuo was the identity of a Daozi.

"I ......"

Murong Qingzhuo was stunned, as if he remembered something, but his face suddenly changed and changed, the spiritual power on his body fluctuated, and the whole person rushed to the sky in an instant, directly overlooking the surroundings.

"Did you meet the witch slave just now?" When he landed again, Murong Qingzhuo asked with a solemn face.

"Did you meet it too?"

Qin Xiaocheng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, but his face changed, thinking of the little girl before, there was a palpitation in his eyes, it was obvious that if Mo Ming hadn't finally performed the Ten Directions Movement Technique, they would all have been unable to escape death!

"Sure enough!"

Murong Qingzhuo didn't answer, just nodded, which was considered an acknowledgement.

At this moment, Mo Ming woke up, he opened his eyes, revealing a blankness, but then his pupils shrank suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Don't move, your injuries are serious!" Murong Qingzhuo hurriedly said, stuffing a few pills into Mo Ming's mouth again.

"This place is not a place to stay for long, we need to leave immediately!"

"What about the little girl?"

Mo Ming asked, everything before was vivid, making it difficult for him to keep calm.

However, as his spiritual sense emanated and he sensed everything around him, he breathed a sigh of relief!

The Ten Directions Movement Technique taught by the Evil Dao had indeed kept them out of the sight of the terrifying witch slave, and under his spiritual sense, he could no longer see the original scene.

However, feeling his own state, Mo Ming was a little bitter, really as the evil Daozi said, the Ten Directions Movement Technique is not so easy to perform, and it is also a big threat to the caster himself, at this time, his body has been injured to the point of extreme eyes, and the blood in his body has been lost due to the devouring of the spell, and it has already hurt some of the original qi, at this time, if someone harms him, there will be no power to resist.

However, it has to be said that the Ten Directions Movement Technique is a powerful technique, especially as a life-saving supernatural power, which has been against the sky for many monks.

"Huh, what about the evil way?"

Thinking of the Ten Directions Movement Technique, Mo Ming was startled, remembering the previous scene where the Evil Daozi bought him time to repel the witch slave, and at the last moment, he saw the Evil Daozi's Yuan Shen turn into a point of light and disappear into nothingness.

The next moment, Mo Ming was stunned, and found that he was naked, with the earth behind him, and the soul nourishing wood carrying the evil Dao Zi Yuan God was gone.

"What kind of evil way?"

Murong Qingzhuo frowned and asked, obviously he didn't know about the previous scene.

Qin Xiaocheng and Yan Zijun frowned, thinking of the faint old man who suddenly appeared from Mo Ming before, their faces were not very good-looking.

Seeing this, Mo Ming was silent, and did not want to answer, but took a deep breath sharply, regardless of the injury in his body, gritted his teeth and got up from the ground.

Then, his spiritual sense radiated, and he carefully looked around Gangzi, and finally found the foot-long soul-nourishing tree in a bush not far away.

"It's good that it's not lost!"

Mo Ming muttered in a low voice, picked it up, and then took out a piece of clothing from the storage bag and put it on his body, tying the soul nourishing wood to his back again.

Regarding Murong Qingzhuo's appearance, Mo Ming was not surprised, nor was he too surprised, because at the moment of the previous teleportation, he was not really unconscious, and he knew how Murong Qingzhuo appeared.

At this time, his mind was full of what the evil Taoist had said before, and communicating through spiritual consciousness was already like a stone in the sea, and there was no response at all.

The evil Daozi had fallen into a deep sleep, and Mo Ming could feel the faint soul power fluctuations belonging to the evil Daozi from the soul nourishing wood.

"Little junior brother, where have you been in the past few years?"

When everything was calm, Murong Qingzhuo opened his mouth to ask, and he was really surprised that Mo Ming could appear in such a place.

Mo Ming smiled and explained with a smile while recovering from the injuries in his body.

He didn't say much, just simply said that he had been in retreat since he left Luo Jianzong, and then said no more.

Of course, Mo Ming didn't ask about Murong Qingzhuo's changes in the past few years, and he didn't even want to explore why Murong Qingzhuo suddenly disappeared before.

After all, in this Jiuli Ancient Land, anything can happen, and you don't have to think much to know that Murong Qingzhuo must have encountered something that he couldn't get out of before, just like when he used the Ten Directions Movement Technique to teleport away, Murong Qingzhuo may also have gone through something and suddenly appeared in front of him.

As for this person who has always brought him warmth, the word senior brother has already penetrated into Mo Ming's heart, and there is no need to say much when they meet, just a glance can understand Murong Qingzhuo's concern for him.

"How are you recovering?"

Three days later, Murong Qingzhuo asked, his expression became more and more serious, in these three days, every time he wanted to speak, as if something had happened, it was difficult for him to calm down and continue to wait here, if it wasn't for Mo Ming's injury to Taizhong, maybe he would have left long ago.

"Almost!!"

Mo Ming said in a low voice, three days is not a long time, it can even be said to be a short time, but because of the elixir given by Murong Qingzhuo, his seemingly extremely serious injury has recovered about eighty percent, and he already has the strength to fight, and he is no longer the weak appearance he had before.

"In that case, let's get out of here quickly!"

Murong Qingzhuo opened his mouth coldly, paused and said solemnly: "There will be chaos in this place soon, it is no longer for us to continue to stay, the appearance of the witch slave, many monks have died!"

"Will there be a big mess?"

Qin Xiaocheng asked in surprise, he came a long time before Mo Ming, and knew what kind of state it was in the Jiuli Ancient Land now, although the monks from all sides were competing for the treasures that existed in this place, they were all normal, and nothing too unexpected happened, and he didn't know what the chaos Murong Zhuo was referring to.

Murong Qingzhuo nodded and said: "Before, I wanted to rush to you, but on the way, I met a witch slave, and was taken to a small and incomplete world, and saw a lot of dead monks, this place will soon have terrible things happen, stay for a long time, with our strength, we can't protect ourselves!"

"What kind of terrifying thing?" Qin Xiaocheng became more and more surprised and asked in a low voice.

"The witch slave has come out of the nest, and the true ancient land has been revealed!

"The core of most of Jiuli's existence back then will be revealed?" Qin Xiaocheng was completely surprised!

"Well, it's been revealed, the crippled little world I went to before is near that ancient land! It's just that there are witch slaves, and I have to come out early!"

Murong Qingzhuo said in a low voice, then as if he remembered something, and then said solemnly: "However, soon, this small world will also collapse, and everything will be annihilated with it!"

"They will all be annihilated...... This ......"

Qin Xiaocheng's mouth grew up, and he couldn't believe it, compared to hearing that the real ancient land would be revealed, the collapse of this small world made him feel even more shocked.

Needless to say, he had been training in this place for more than half a year to make him understand what kind of thing the so-called Jiuli Ancient Land was about to collapse.

Because the ancient land of Jiuli is a small world, although it is located in the hidden land of the witch immortals, it is still complete, and it is an independent space!

However, if it collapses, it will be the collapse of this small world that has been revealed, and there will be no such place in the world as the ancient land of Jiuli, and everything in it will be annihilated with it, whether it is the residence where most of the Jiuli once lived or the monks who have come here now, they will completely disappear.

This is a catastrophe, at least for the many monks who can only show the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building, a natural disaster that cannot be resisted.

They will not have any power to resist, even if they desperately burst out of their original cultivation to resist the power of collapse, they will be eroded by the strange power in the witch immortal burial ground in an instant, turning into pus and blood and dissipating from heaven and earth.

Or, some will die and turn into new witch slaves who will remain here forever.

"I don't know if someone got that treasure, but when I was about to save you, I already found out that the witch cultivators of all the major parts of Southern Xinjiang were already preparing to evacuate this place, and the monks of the various sects had already received the news! It is estimated that it will not be long before the monks who come here will leave!" Murong Qingzhuo said.

"Then do we need to leave now?" Qin Xiaocheng frowned.

"That's exactly what I want to ask you!"

Murong Qingzhuo said, "There should be two months before the real collapse, and during this time, you have almost all been given some opportunities to create, and now that the chaos is about to break out, do you want to stay here any longer, or do you want to leave now?"

"If you continue to stay here, then you may not face a battle between the monks, but also those terrifying witch slaves! it will be extremely dangerous for you!" Murong Qingzhuo continued.

"Have any of the cultivators of the various sects already left?" Qin Xiaocheng did not answer, but asked rhetorically.

Murong Qingzhuo nodded and said, "Not everyone will participate in the battle for that real ancient land! After all, this final battle will be extremely fierce, and when the time comes, it may not only be the monks of our realm who will appear, but also some Yuan Infant Stage cultivators, and even the great power of the God Refining Stage may also be! Those people, even if their cultivation is suppressed in the Foundation Building Great Perfection, the means they can show are not that of ordinary Foundation Building Great Perfection cultivators!"

"If we leave, what about you?"

Mo Ming suddenly asked, hearing this, he faintly heard a hint of extraneous voice, Murong Qingzhuo's plan seemed to be just wanting them to leave.

Sure enough, hearing Mo Ming's words, Murong Qingzhuo was silent for a while, and finally shook his head.

"I'm going to fight for the final battle! This time, my Hundred Refining Sect needs to capture enough cultivation here, only in this way, after five years, my Hundred Refining Sect can have more cultivators enter the extraterritorial battlefield to fight! Only in order to get more resources for my sect in that extraterritorial battlefield!"

"Moreover, not only me, but also the Daozi of the Great Yan Holy Land will not leave now, and the same is true of Luo Jian Sect, Lie Wuji and the others should have entered that ancient land by now, it is impossible for me to fall behind them!!"

Murong Qingzhuo's eyes suddenly revealed a strong battle intent, and there was a kind of fiery that was unwilling to be ordinary.

"Luo Jianzong is also here?"

Mo Ming's eyebrows suddenly raised, thinking of something, and asked with some hesitation: "Mo Sihai, the Taoist son of Luo Jianzong, is also here?"

"Mo Sihai, which Mo Sihai?"

Murong Qingzhuo was stunned for a moment when he was asked, but then said in surprise: "Are you talking about the first Dao of Luo Sword Sect? Why did you suddenly ask him?

"I ...... Let's just have a one-sided relationship!"

Mo Minggang wanted to talk about acquaintance, but after thinking about it, he still didn't want to explain too much, because Uncle Sihai was more of a spiritual pillar for him, and he didn't want others to know about the relationship between him and Mo Sihai.

"I see!"

Murong Qingzhuo shook his head, didn't ask deeply, thought for a while, and said, "Mo Sihai hasn't shown up for five or six years! Listening to the rumors of his sect, he has closed his dead pass, and he won't appear in ten years! This time, he won't come!"

"That's it!"

Mo Ming's expression darkened, and then he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Because of hearing this, his original worries could be put down, although the result was still disappointing, but the discovery of Uncle Sihai's identity token in Tongtian Mountain may have been just an accident, otherwise Luo Jianzong would not have spread the rumor that Uncle Sihai was in retreat!

After all, if a disciple really died, there was no need for a great sect like Luo Jian Sect to do such a concealment.

"Uncle ...... Seas"

Mo Ming secretly shouted in his heart, a little lost, since Uncle Sihai left with his sister Mo Xin, they have never met again, and the experience over the years is really a bit confusing, always passing by, as if there is an invisible big hand interfering with all this.

"Have you thought about it, what about leaving now?" Seeing Mo Ming's silent expression, Murong Qingzhuo asked in a low voice.

"If you want to leave, leave together! You are going to participate in the real ancient land competition, and I will accompany you!" Mo Ming said without any hesitation.

"You...... Why?" asked Murong Qingzhuo in surprise.

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Tongue text is today's birthday.,I drank some wine in the evening.,My brain is not very flexible.,This chapter is very dissatisfied and not good.,Forgive me!