The universe overturned, the galaxy shattered, Mu Weiming, Mo Liuli, and Yun Meng woke up, Nangong Yifeng was like an ant in the cosmic Hongmeng of great destruction, watching the spatial torrent sweeping in.

"Resist together!" Yun Mengxing shouted loudly, where can he still care about working hard with Mu Weiming at this moment, it is important to save his life.

"Demon Dragon Breaks the Sky!"

Yun Mengxing took the lead in making a move, and a demon dragon roared into the sky, and the demons were all around, devouring the soul and destroying the Dao. This move almost exhausted all of his true essence.

"Daohua Baiyang!"

Mu Weiming held the lamp with both hands, and the white light was shining, but he saw a white sun rushing to the sky. However, this time he did not integrate into the white sun, and after the trick was issued, the person remained in place. If he really rushed up, it would really be Song Sicheng who was sent to death.

"A sword and eternal sorrow!"

Mo Liuli held the long sword in his hand, and suddenly returned to the sheath of the sword, the sword was silent, and the sword light filled the sky, only to see a cold sword qi like the Nine Heavens Milky Way Flowing against the sky.

The new soy sauce brother Nangong Yifeng was extremely depressed at the moment, and he couldn't figure out the situation at all, but in order to save his life, he still used one of the strongest moves.

"Heaven forgives sins, the earth evolves, all things return to zero, and there is no one truth!"

Pinching the magic trick in his hand, he instantly formed a formation, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, gathering in the center of Nangong Yifeng's Dao Seal, and then as he pointed out, a blue light containing an extremely terrifying light shot towards the spatial torrent.

In the process of rushing forward, the four tricks converged one by one, exuding an incomparably terrifying power, colliding with the spatial torrent that fell in the sky.

With a loud bang, the frenzied black storm swept thousands of miles, and all five people present were seriously injured and rushed out hundreds of miles, fell to the ground, and struggled to get up for half a day.

However, no one noticed that the hamster wine fairy on Mu Weiming's shoulder turned over when the spatial torrent was about to sweep everyone down, and waved his small paw into the air as if nothing, and then the five of them were swept away by the frenzied storm.

In the center of the storm, the paper fan that had lost its owner's control instantly shrank and fell, but it was swept into it by the spatial torrent that had not yet dispersed, and it didn't take long to be torn to pieces.

The grade of this paper fan should be very high, but in the end, it was destroyed by its own power, which can be said to be a great wonder in the magic weapon of cultivation.

When Yan Wuxian woke up and knew that the magic weapon had self-destructed, I don't know if he would cry or laugh, but this qiē didn't matter, and now it was a question whether he could leave Qinglian Palace alive.

The black storm dissipated, and the platform in front of the sixth hall was as clean as ever, as if there had never been a major battle at all, worthy of the mansion of the immortals.

At this time, the most depressed and afraid Nangong Yifeng, who had just arrived through the level, was obviously passing by, but was inexplicably swept into the center of the battlefield, and as a result, Zhenyuan suffered such a heavy blow before he could reply after breaking through.

After all, this buddy didn't go through the previous two-by-two battle, and after the storm dissipated, he spit blood and struggled to get up, and looked at the four directions depressedly, daring to love him was the first to get up.

Burst......

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, but fortunately, the battle had stopped, and there was nothing else to worry about, Nangong Yifeng sat down cross-legged and began to heal.

He didn't offend anyone along the way, and he hadn't been to the outside world usually, so he didn't have an enemy, so he sat down and healed without scruples after he was depressed.

The second one to get up is Yun Mengxing, the vitality of this thief god seems to be hundreds of times stronger than the previous one, and he has been in danger many times, and he has not died yet, which is not great.

Glancing at Mu Weiming, who was getting up in the distance, Yun Mengxing felt a trace of murderous intent flow in his heart, and immediately began to heal his injuries.

After Mu Weiming got up, he naturally looked at Yun Meng and woke up, and began to heal against time.

Mo Liuli's treatment was obviously much better than these three people, and he was carried over by Zhuge and Jing Jue, and one by one the elixirs poured into his mouth as if they didn't want money, almost eating him up.

There's no way, Zhuge is an alchemist, Jing Jue is a local tyrant, such a little pill is completely trivial to them.

Only Yan Wuxian kept lying on the spot, motionless, as if he had fainted and had not woken up. After all, he had sacrificed all of his true elements, and when he was swept by the storm at the last moment, he was almost defenseless, and his injuries were naturally several times heavier than those of others.

Four people healed, one person was lying on his stomach, and the atmosphere in the field was very delicate.

Ye Feixia glanced at Yun Mengxing, who was seriously injured, and really wanted to kill him with a sword now, but thinking that by doing so, he would become the same kind of person as Yun Mengxing, so he gave up this idea for the time being.

Half a day later, the injuries of the four people were almost recovered, Mu Weiming took the lead in standing up and walked to Yan Wuxian, who was still dizzy, and with a single move, he took off the Qinglian Order from his waist and directly entered the groove of the gate of the sixth hall.

Coldly eyeing Yun Mengxing, Mu Weiming walked to the door of the main hall and put his Qinglian Order into the groove.

Everyone understood, took out the Qinglian order, put it into the groove one by one, and in the expectation of everyone, under the mutual vigilance, the door of the sixth hall finally opened slowly.

Just as the door opened a gap, the unconscious person lying on the ground finally reacted, only to see him get up in an instant, like the wind through everyone, to escape into the world of the Sixth Palace.

It's a pity that just as he was about to enter the door, he saw a sword light sweeping across, and then Yan Wuxian felt that his head flew up, and the swirling scenery of the Asgard Palace fell into darkness the moment it landed.

Yun Mengxing licked the short sword in his hand, very satisfied with the warm blood on the sword. However, just as he was proud, the other person skillfully beckoned his hand and took the storage bag on Yan Wuxian's waist into his hand.

"Mu Weiming, this thief god will give you face, but don't go too far. Yun Mengxing bit the dagger and threatened.

"It can't be wasted. The light flashed and lit up again, and Mu Weiming replied lightly, "I don't know if there is poison on your short sword?"

is as smart as him, and being too proud is a stupid thing after all. Yun Mengxing frowned when he heard this, his face suddenly turned pale, and he hurriedly spit out the short sword, took out a pill and was about to take it.

When Mu Weiming saw the antidote, where could he eat it, and immediately Zhenyuan was full, and slapped it with one palm, wanting to snatch him from the antidote.

"Despicable, shameless!"

Yun Mengxing blocked with his palm, the demon was raging, and he counterattacked, and at the same time his right hand was hooked, wanting to take the opportunity to take the antidote. Where do you know that Mu Weiming did not avoid it at all, took the demon in his palm, condensed it into a palm, and counterattacked back with the palm of the evil yuan.

Caught off guard, Yun Mengxing was directly hit by a palm, and the pill in his right hand also flew down.

Sensing that the antidote flew away, Mu Weiming slapped the antidote directly and smashed it and scattered it into the dust. Suddenly realizing the mistake, Mu Weiming raised his hand and dropped another palm, but it was too late, on the other side, Yun Mengxing had already taken the antidote while taking the palm strength, and retreated dozens of feet.

Rao is like this, Yun Mengxing, who has been delayed for detoxification, has a purple-black face, and his lips are like two big brown-black ham sausages hanging on his face, and his appearance looks very creative.

Mu Weiming looked at such a thief, but he stopped attacking with a strange expression. I can't kill him now, unless it's Mo Liuli or Ye Feixia to help. However, there was no need for them to help Mu Weiming to deal with this great enemy.

"It's the same evil way, you went too far. ”

Extinguishing the light, Mu Weiming was silent, and his face was still very strange when he watched Yun Mengxing wake up. As if realizing that he couldn't speak clearly, Yun Mengxing touched the lips of the sausage, and suddenly his face became worse.

"Mu Weiming, offended the thief god ......"

Before the squeaky words were finished, Yun Mengxing had already dodged and escaped into the Sixth Palace, and now he really couldn't see anyone again.

Yun Zong Sujin smiled lightly, Ye Feixia was also in a good mood, the two looked at Mu Weiming amicably, and happily entered the door.

Mu Weiming glanced at Mo Liuli, who had already formed a team, and directly entered the seventh palace world. Zhuge Hao, Mo Liuli, and Jing Jue also entered the gate afterwards.

After everyone entered, Nangong Yifeng, the soy sauce brother who had been confused for a long time, turned into a cyan light and shadow and entered the door.

After everyone entered the platform period, the door on the sixth hall was closed again, waiting for the next batch of qualified young masters to come and open.

After a long time, one after another, the monks broke through the sixth level and came to the front of the main hall, and when they saw the corpse on the platform, their hearts were slightly cold, and they were a little more vigilant with each other.

What died in front of him was the first master of the young generation of the Nine Nations Alliance, but the rookie in the eyes of everyone was pitiful, but now he ended up like this, and everyone was concerned.

Only Ye Yunlin glanced at the corpse on the ground and felt very happy.

Mu Weiming, who entered the seventh house world, stood on a grassland, and in front of him was a boundless forest, if the speculation was correct, the entrance to the eighth house world was in this forest.

One step at a time, Mu Weiming stepped into the forest, where many ferns grew and shrubs were few, and there were many small insects living in it.

His divine sense spread out, and he didn't sense any powerful creatures, Mu Weiming felt a little puzzled, and a moment later, he had already entered the depths of the forest.

As the forest became darker and darker, the light in Mu Weiming's hand turned on, and a faint chill dispersed, so that those weak carnivores did not dare to take offense.

The long, dark forest path is very boring.

For some reason, when Mu Weiming sensed the traces of powerful demon beasts a few times along the way, these demon beasts seemed to have encountered something very terrifying, and they disappeared within the scope of his divine consciousness in an instant.

Half a month later, Mu Weiming came to a huge lake, this lake is more than 6,000 miles in circumference, there is a small island in the center of the lake, the attic on the island is three floors, and it is the seventh hall.

Could it be that the rippling blue water in front of him doesn't know what the mystery is? Mu Weiming, who was originally about to cross the water, stopped his steps.

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