Murdering Heaven Edge

The gates of the Magic Gate are not big, but they are very old, and even some are worn out, full of traces left by the years. If you only look at this mountain gate, there will even be a feeling of dilapidation. But in fact, this mountain gate is precisely the greatest pride of the entire magic door.

Because this mountain gate has been passed down from ancient times! There have been countless years of history. From this mountain gate, I went out to countless horrific peerless arrogance.

Chu Mo looked at the mountain gate, and there was some emotion in his heart. It is time to accumulate such things. This is not something that can be done by two generations of a generation.

"This is the magic door. For so many years, I came here for the first time." Xiaodie said with some emotion on the side.

"This mountain gate is good." The demon star stared at the mountain gate and watched it carefully. The scorpion flashed a smattering of color: "You can understand."

Chu Mo nodded: "If you swear, it will be a pity."

Qin Shi and Dong Yu looked at each other with a smile. In fact, they also know Chu Mo very well, knowing this time, Chu Mo is really angry.

Moreover, they did not mention the words rain in front of Chu Mo. Although they did not know what happened, they saw Chu Mo alone, and the murder was almost impossible to cover up, and they all understood some things.

"Who?" A disciple of the fantasy door, frowning at Chu Mo and others, his eyes are not good.

Because Chu Mo’s sentence was a little pity, it was heard by others. Therefore, Chu Mo is directly regarded as the person who finds the door.

"I am Chu Mo." Chu Mo looked at the disciple of the fantasy door and said faintly: "I am looking for something."

"You..." The phantom disciple of the Shoushan Gate just wanted to say that you are bold, and then he looked at Chu Mo with a look of surprise: "You are Chu Mo?"

Chu Mo nodded.

This phantom disciple has no choice but to sacrifice a piece of instrument directly from the body. The instrument rises up instantly and makes a sharp sound in the void.

Almost in an instant, there were a lot of figures coming from afar.

Hey!

A group of people, who fell to the front of the mountain, looked at Chu Mo with a vigilant look, but there was no such feeling as an enemy.

This is the essence of the real top faction. Although they know who Chu Mo is and know what he is doing, he does not think it is dangerous.

On the contrary, when looking at Chu Mo, he also took a bit of scrutiny. As for the demon and other people next to Chu Mo, they are ignored by the subliminal disciples!

If they say that they are in the air, they just look down on them, then they are simply ignoring them.

The demon king is not annoyed. For so many years, he has seen more of this ignorant gaze. Many people who die under his knife often look at his eyes before he dies, and they are full of contempt.

Just like aristocrats watching civilians, even if you can't beat you, you are a nobleman, you are also a public! Death will not bow in front of you.

"Chu Mo, what do you do with the magic door?" A handsome young man separated from the crowd and walked out of the crowd.

The other illusion disciples all rushed to the young man: "I have seen Master Zhang."

"Zhang Shixiong is good!"

"I have seen Master Zhang!"

The handsome young man just nodded faintly, his face was held, and he went to the front of Chu Mo, and he looked at Chu Mo with a cold light: "I ask you something!"

A young man around the age of 30, a young man, said coldly: "When you see the core disciples of the Magic Gate, don't you see the ceremony?"

Another person sneered: "The earthen buns are the soil buns. I have never seen any big scenes. I don't understand a little etiquette!"

Dong Yu said with a sneer: "The earthen buns are the soil buns. I haven't seen any big scenes. I don't understand a little etiquette... This is true!" He said, but he did not hide his contempt in his eyes, watching coldly. This group of fantasy disciples.

"Bold!" The 30-year-old youth glared at Dong Yu: "Do you have any part of your speech?"

Dong Yu disdainfully smiled: "What are you doing? Also with me?"

The young man in his thirties still wants to say something, but he is stopped by the young man next to him. He faintly glanced at Dong’s language and said: "You are Dong language? The daughter of Tianjie Dongjia, talking so rude, not afraid Give your Dong family a shame?"

Dong Yu said: "What are you doing? Who do I have to lose face with you?"

Qin Shi also stood up at this time, faintly glanced at the young man: "The core disciple of a fantasy door in the district, not to mention the magical door of the fairy world, even if it is a heavenly magic door, what can be arrogant?"

“The Heavenly Magic Door?” The young man said: “The Heavenly Magic Door is just the branch of my fairy door! The ancestral hall of the Magic Gate...here!”

"Oh, is it glorious?" Qin Shi said: "Do you think this is very proud?"

"Of course!" the young man said with some pride.

"Oh, it’s just a group of poor people who refuse to admit the reality. You feel that the status is higher than the heavenly fantasy door. You feel that you are a disciple of the illusion. But in fact, among you, you can compare Do you have a disciple of the Heavenly Magic Door? The Heavenly Magic Door is not as good as you from the bottom, but in terms of strength, hehe..." Qin Shi smiled coldly and was too lazy to say it.

Dong Yu said: "I really don't know where your superiority comes from, so weird."

The young man's face became a little hard to look at. He didn't expect this group of people to come to the magic door and actually dare to be so arrogant. At the moment, I said coldly: "What is the meaning of licking the tongue? Chu Mo, don't you say that you came over to find something? Then I am standing here now, you are coming over!"

"You?" Chu Mo mouth screamed: "You can't, change people."

"You are looking for death!" The young man was finally provoked. As a core disciple in the fantasy door, where did he walk to this fairyland, wasn't it complimented and held? When do some people dare to be so arrogant in front of them?

The young man gave a cold and cold drink and directly sacrificed a piece of implement. It was a silver sword. Only the chopsticks were long, but they shone with brilliance. The silver sword is empty and directly stabs to Chu Mo!

Hey!

This silver sword almost pierced the void, and it was instantly in front of Chu Mo.

Chu Mo reached out and grabbed a silver sword.

The young man saw that Chu Mo was so big, his face was so angry that he was angry and shouted: "Hey!"

The little sword brushed a little, and he took out a sword. The sword was only a short length, but it was sharp and unparalleled, and he slammed into the palm of Chu Mo.

Chu Mo grabbed the little sword and held it firmly in his hand.

The young man's face turned red, and he repeatedly urged the mana to break the palm of his hand. But the little sword... is completely out of his control. No matter how he motivated, Xiaojian did not move!

Chu Mo’s hand is slightly hard

Hey!

This small sword, which contains several kinds of best materials, is broken. Directly by Chu Mo to become two.

puff!

The young man wowed a spurt of blood. An incredible look at Chu Mo.

Chu Mo will throw the two cut swords and throw them toward the side of the mountain gate.

boom!

boom!

Two muffled sounds, two rays of light, directly shattered the two cut swords.

Then, a long figure descended from the sky. Accompanied by it, it is a gentle voice: "When you come to the door, the door is welcome, but don't be a villain."

"Nine brothers!"

"The nine brothers are coming!"

"The nine brothers are the masters of us!"

A group of fantasy disciples, who suddenly looked at the man who was burning.

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