Niu Qingla and Wolf Benhuang were dumbfounded, staring at their hooves and paws for a while, silently walking to the corner of the mountain, and their hearts twitched for a while before slowly closing their eyes and no longer caring about the outside world.

At this moment, they realized that compared with the human race, it was really more than one grade worse.

If it weren't for this, he would not have fallen into Wu Ming's trap step by step, or in other words, he exposed his psychological defects early and was lured into the trap step by step.

Although it only occupied a corner, when the two barbarian emperors sat cross-legged and their minds gradually stabilized, all that was left was rejoicing.

In terms of strength, the stunned emperor is far above them, and in terms of status, Tuoba Hong and Shentu Wuji will not lose, but the three emperors have already died.

Leaving them, even if there is Wu Ming's goodwill, and even the intention of showing goodwill to the cattle barbarians and wolf barbarians, and blocking the mouths of the barbarians, but this opportunity for enlightenment is a real benefit.

"Rock-paper-scissors!"

Together, the shouts of the other seven people came from their ears, not only did they not feel harsh, but they were extremely beautiful and comfortable, and they were indescribably relaxed.

Soon, Li Donghu, Sui Miao, and Xuanqing were defeated one after another, leaving only Wu Ming, Long Kui, and Song Yang!

"Hmph, Ben Shao is proficient in the way of easy calculation, you are doomed!"

Song Yang shook his fist triumphantly.

The facts have also proved its strength, after all, nine people have played the game, and six have been eliminated.

But it turns out that the reality is cruel after all, no matter what he does, Long Kui and Wu Ming make the same gesture, and with a little operation, Song Yang was squeezed out of the finals.

"I'm not convinced, have you discussed it, cheating!"

Song Yang was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, jumping three feet high.

But the two didn't bother to pay attention, pretending to make a few gestures, and no surprise, Wu Ming won.

At this moment, even the rest of the people who were suspicious, even though they still felt that something was wrong, they had to put their minds down.

The long river of the Holy Dao, the opportunity to enlighten the Dao, this is the first-class blessing in the world, and no one will give up easily!

And with their strength, if there is a divine sense transmission between the two, they will definitely perceive it, and if one person can't perceive it, everyone will not be aware of it?

But even if everyone broke their heads, they wouldn't understand that Long Kui was an incarnation outside his body, and he would naturally act according to his instructions, as long as he made the same gesture a few times from beginning to end, although he was not completely invincible, at least he was far above others.

And his luck has always been good, so he can naturally stand to the end.

"Count you ruthless!"

Song Yang glanced at the two of them gloomily, obediently walked to the position closest to the top of the mountain, and still muttered in a low voice, "It shouldn't be, this time the ancestors are all counted, it should be me!"

Wu Ming smiled secretly, calmly climbed to the top, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and recuperated.

Thundered!

The war has ended, leaving the long river of the holy path like a rainbow surging endlessly, reflecting the black earth, adding a bit of vitality and brilliance.

"Let's get started!"

After a moment and a half, the nine people opened their eyes together, Wu Ming glanced at each other left and right, bowed slightly, and then closed his eyes again, and pinched out the "Innate Gong" starting style in his hand.

"Huh?"

Song Yang looked at it clearly, his eyes flashed with surprise, and he waved his hands, which was very similar to his technique, but the trajectory was slightly different.

But there are thousands of exercises in the world, and Song Yang's cultivation is the secret method of the supreme true scriptures, even if he looks at Shenzhou, he is also a first-class true scripture mastery, and the operation of the true yuan inside is by no means ordinary and comparable.

Even if some exercises are similar to them, they are nothing, after all, many exercises in the world have evolved from the sutras.

The remaining seven people, standing or sitting, are like cows lying on the ground, like real brute bulls, but the wolf is looking up to the sky and howling, like a wolf swallowing the moon!

Airplanes!

The invisible mystical fluctuations, taking the lead in self-discipline Xi Feng's body, surged out, like a sharp sword light breaking through the air, straight into the long river of the Holy Dao, it was the true intention of the martial arts that came out of the realm of divine transformation, and introduced its own will into it.

Immediately afterwards, there were Wu Ming, Sui Miao, and Xuan Qing, nine invisible pillars of light, submerged into the long river of the Holy Dao, stirring the inner ripples, like the bizarre bottom of the lake, and the mystery was revealed in the mystery.

Soon, a halo of light flashed above Lu Xifeng's head, gradually condensed, and disappeared in an instant, but the will around him was three points more solid and sharp, and the whole person was like a divine sword out of its sheath, wanting to cut through the sky.

What is condensed in the long river of the Holy Dao is the remnants of the martial arts will of the powerhouses of all races who fell here back then, and only if you have enough perseverance to resist the temptation of thousands of chaotic and profound martial arts wills, and find a suitable understanding for yourself, can you gain something.

But this is only the first step, because other people's ways are someone else's after all, and if you are addicted to it and can't extricate yourself, even if you completely undertake it, the path is still limited and the future is bleak.

I don't know how long it took, the sword intent around Lu Xifeng's body swooped away, and the whole thing seemed to have changed as if he had changed into a person, from the beginning of the divine soldier out of the sheath, the edge was forced in, and in the end, no sword intent was revealed.

"Thousands of catastrophes, I will cut them with a sword!"

Lu Xifeng suddenly stood up, didn't look at others, swept straight down the mountain, and soon disappeared without a trace.

"Haha, there is a high top when the sky falls, Ben Shao only needs to play the world and protect the beauty...... Uh, there's anyone faster than me?"

Song Yang woke up for the second time, pinched his waist and laughed proudly, and suddenly saw the empty position hanging on his side, his smile froze, and he glanced at everyone with a lack of interest, and finally paused slightly on Wu Ming's body, shook the folding fan lightly, and flew away.

"Hmph, the Yin and the Underworld are on fire, the ghost door is reopened, the mother can rest assured, the child will definitely go straight to the Nine Shadows, for the ......"

Sui Miao woke up faintly, gray karmic fire flashed in her eyes, the aura around her body swelled more than doubled, and the sack behind her was undulating, as if there was a monstrous murderous thing that wanted to break out of the bag.

As the three of them left, the long river of the Holy Dao seemed to have risen more than a notch, and the three gaps that had been flickering and uncertain were gradually closed.

Boom!

Soon, two rays of blood like a rainbow rushed up to the sky, but they saw Niu Qinglu and Wolf Ben waking up almost in no particular order, and their blood and qi were raging and surging like waves, which was actually a sign of breaking the realm.

The two of them are worthy of being the few Tianjiao powerhouses in the barbarians, and they suppressed this impulse for a long time, and finally glanced at Wu Ming, and swept down the mountain together, not knowing where they went.

"The flesh and bones of the living and the dead, I will turn the bell doctor into a demon body!"

An emerald green halo appeared around Li Donghu's body, turning into a Taoist robe, like soft armor, his hideous face was slightly soft, and even the top of his head was calmed down, and he looked more and more like an unusually tall person.

"No matter what conspiracy you have, if he cuts off the cause and effect, it will be the time for me Li Donghu to become a human again!"

After taking a deep look at Long Kui and Wu Ming, Li Donghu flew down the mountain.

"Taisu is correct, all evils are easy to dispel! The inheritance of the fairy palace will never be broken!"

Xuanqing stood with his sword in his hand, the dust in his hand was shining, like a heavenly maiden descending to earth, drifting down the mountain, walking unusually freely, as if there was no nostalgia behind him.

But it went quite quickly, and it seemed to be running away from something, which is unknown!

On the top of the empty mountain, there are only two figures left, or one person!

"You can't get up!"

I don't know how long it took, Long Kui's tall figure suddenly got up, looking down at a long figure slowly coming at the foot of the mountain, and it was a armor-faced man who had gone and returned.

"Who the hell are you?"

The armor-faced man looked up at Long Kui with burning eyes, as if he wanted to see through, but with a heart full of doubts, "Even a saint can't be truly selfless, but you are willing to give up such a supreme opportunity and be willing to protect others!"

"Leave or die!"

Long Kui said lightly.

"Very good, when he wakes up, pass a word for me!"

The armor-faced man's gaze shifted slightly, and he landed on Wu Ming, who was motionless, and said, "From now on, he is the target of the Holy Sect!"

Long Kui was silent, just looked at the armor-faced man indifferently.

"It's a pity!"

The man narrowed his eyes and turned to leave.

"Could it be him?"

Long Kui watched him leave, until he couldn't see his figure, he still didn't retract his gaze, and slowly shook his head for a long time, "Forget it, this kind of trouble, let's leave it to the deity to worry about!"

Under the long river of the Holy Dao, Wu Ming sat alone, as if he had forgotten everything, immersed in it wholeheartedly, no one knew that he was experiencing a transformation!

Long Kui glanced at Wu Ming as if he was aware of it, and shook his head slightly without saying a word.

Although he is an incarnation, it can be seen that Wu Ming is him, but he is not Wu Ming, and what he knows and thinks cannot be exactly the same as the deity.

But through the connection between the mind and the mind, he can still sense a subtle change, for him, it seems to be a kind of enlightenment, a kind of fog to see flowers.

"I see!"

The sun and moon flashed in Long Kui's eyes, smiled slightly, glanced around, sat cross-legged again, and silently realized.

At this time, Wu Ming's own will, under the traction of the true intent of the martial arts, completely submerged into the long river of the Holy Dao, and there were slides in it, and it was as if it was a horse watching the flowers.

But all the images convey a very real thought, that is, this road is incomparably wide!

For anyone, even Wu Ming, he can still feel his own desire, but no matter how much light and shadow passes, there is not much nostalgia.

It was the battle form of the fallen before his death, and it has survived under the evolution of the great power of heaven and earth, and it also has its miscellaneous thoughts, and the strong are even comparable to the demons in their hearts, even if they are resolute, it is difficult to restrain them.

After all, the desire of every martial arts cultivator is to become stronger!

These lights and shadows represent their way, the smooth roads paved by their predecessors, listed in front of Wu Ming at this time, as if countless stunning beauties Chi Guoguo beckoned, posing in various sultry postures and shouting - choose me, choose me!

Especially the most powerful light and shadow, it can even change its form, as if a demon is whispering, and it enters the depths of Wu Ming's mind, making it shake again and again, and stabilizing his mind again and again.

For the fallen powerhouse, this is their unwilling wish, hoping that someone can inherit the will and go further.

For Wu Ming, it is an experience, a mental journey!

"The big waves sweep the sand, bravely stand at the head of the tide and dare to be the first!"

Wu Ming held on to his mind and moved forward bravely, I don't know how long it took, his eyes suddenly opened up, as if he had come to a vast starry sky!

No one knew that after the long river of the Holy Dao, there was a broader world.

PS: Pay the account in advance, the year is busy, I really don't have time to save more manuscripts, and now I just happen to meet the recommendation, this Wednesday, thank you for your support, thank you for your support!