Maybe it was the shadow of a cup bow and a snake, the battle just now scared everyone's courage.

This is the case of the human world without fighting. There is scrupulousness in everything, and it does not want to be like the former, and has the spirit of not admitting defeat.

Broly slaughtered all over the land boundary, and millions of years of slaughter still did not change the status quo of the land boundary.

If it were placed in the human world, it would have surrendered long ago.

After discussing it, the few of them stood up together and headed to the sacred mountain in the central mainland.

........

At this time Jian Wushuang and Mo Luo were floating in low altitude, looking at the entry assessment once every 100 years below.

The people who design this kind of assessment are also very interesting, let some disciples in the sect dress up as casual cultivators, and cooperate with those family children in the assessment.

Every time they were assessed, it seemed that casual cultivators had entered Fengmen Mountain just like those family children, but they were all behind them.

There is simply no casual repair that can enter Fengmen Mountain.

The ordinary assessment is also very simple, but it is just a simple test, it does not identify their respective potentials, or stimulate their potential.

Not even the original trial screening.

Especially the black box operation.

There are actually quite a few casual cultivators who can come here, but without the help of resources, the strength is very weak, the strong are few, and even fewer can be comparable to those of the family's children.

Even if it is comparable, it will allow these true casual cultivators to compete with those disguised casual cultivators.

The Fengmenshan disciple who pretends to be a casual cultivator, although his strength is only that, can deal with those real casual cultivators with a crushing attitude.

On the ring.

A true casual cultivator named Xin Jiu was the strongest one in this entry test, even stronger than those of the family.

His skin is dark, his body has been refined to the extreme, and ordinary methods can't break his defenses.

Unfortunately, this time he drew lots against a Fengmenshan disciple who pretended to be a casual repairer.

The realm and strength of the Fengmenshan disciple surpassed Xin Jiu's cognition.

Cang!

A sword came out, as fast as thunder. Many spectators couldn't see the shadow of the sword. When the sword stopped, a blood dance splashed on the ring.

"Burst Sword!" A family kid's eyes shrank, very surprised.

Being able to use the burst sword proves that he has developed sword aura.

A casual cultivator, able to display sword aura, made their family children a little ashamed.

"This year's casual cultivator is too strong, neither of these two people I meet is an opponent!" A girl from a big family touched her accessories, her expression worried.

An old man standing behind her raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Want to enter Fengmen Mountain is not based solely on strength. Look at that person named Xin Jiu, isn't he quite unlucky?"

The girl was not happy when she thought of this, but rather regretfully said: "With such a strong strength, it is a casual cultivator. It would be a shame not to enter Fengmen Mountain!"

Most of these family children were born only a hundred years ago, and they have very little knowledge of the world, so naturally they don't know some of the methods of closing the mountain.

But the old man knew that he had also come from this step, but he hadn't attained the Dao to become an immortal. After cultivating for 100,000 years on Fengmen Mountain, he went down the mountain.

Return to the family and teach the younger generation of the family.

Hearing the girl’s regret, the old man was stunned for a moment, surprised at the human nature, then his complexion recovered, thinking of something, and then he said, “It’s not a pity that they can’t get in because they can’t get in. It's impossible!"

"Oh!" The girl nodded seemingly and didn't think much.

But that seed of destiny is buried in my heart.

The battle on the ring is basically one-sided. Among the family's children, there are few sighs, and most of them sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

The casual cultivator's side, however, saw his brow furrowed slightly.

A casual cultivator who is not weak, said in a low voice: "The guy who uses the sword is too ruthless. Everyone is a casual cultivator. It's necessary!"

"Unfortunately, Brother Xin Jiu, I thought he would enter Fengmen Mountain this time, but I didn't expect to kill a sword master halfway through!"

"It's nothing. There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. At least this time, out of the ten places, four of our casual cultivators have entered Fengmen Mountain. In the past, there were two at most three. It seems that in the future, our casual cultivators will be even better. what!"

After the rest of the casual cultivators heard this, there was a trace of comfort in their hearts, and they all said, "Yes, those family children, that is, they have more resources than us. If we all have the same resources, they are not necessarily the number of ten places. How many can stand!"

In midair, Jian Wushuang watched all this and shook his head silently.

This kind of non-existent hope is the most disintegrating.

There was a trace of murderous in the eyes that Mo Luo looked at from the side.

"Why, even you, a strong demon road, can't stand it anymore!" Jian Wushuang was a little surprised. Mo Luo Kingdom was walking through the demon path, and this demon elder was naturally also a strong demon road.

Mo Luo shook his head and said, "Young Master, you are wrong!"

wrong?

Jian Wushuang couldn't figure it out, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

He really wanted to hear the truth of the elder of the Moluo Kingdom!

"Young Master, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, do you know where we are born in the magic way?" Mo Luo sighed, "Almost all of us are casual cultivators, and some of the family children are all those who go to the magic way. It's because of the injustice of the family!"

They are not born with the magic way, nor are they without a heart. In fact, they are the same as the right way, but the way is different.

"The injustice of the clan will be judged by the patriarch and the patriarch, but who will judge the injustice of the casual cultivator?"

Mo Luo became more and more angry, and some bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes.

"It's not that we are willing to go to the devil's way, but that we are forced to go to the devil's way. If we don't become strong, we will be bullied. By!"

One person gets the ascension to heaven!

In a family, there is often a strong person, who can enter the top power and cover the entire family with one person.

This is why, no matter where they go, there will be people clinging together.

The strength of a person is limited, and the strength of a group of people is unlimited.

The realm may eventually set foot on the road of the human realm, but not now.

The human world is the day when the universe has been set, and the casual repair will never start.

When Mo Luo said this, he remembered who he was at the beginning.

This is a past of the Moluo Kingdom.

Jian Wushuang listened carefully and was shocked, and at the same time admired Mo Luo.

It was an era of hunger and cold.

Mo Luo was born in a ruined stone temple. His begging mother was violated by another beggar and gave birth to him.

It's just that the beggar ran away long ago, leaving his mother alone to raise him.

Unfortunately, because his mother lost too much blood when he was born, she froze to death in the stone temple a month later.

Mo Luo was rescued by an old monk in the stone temple.