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"If Master Mu Valley is unwilling, Zhou would not force it. If Master Mu Valley figured it out, he could come to Shengming Sect to find me at any time. This is my token, and it can be unobstructed in Shengming Sect." After saying that, an amber jade pendant was thrown out. As soon as the jade pendant left, his figure had disappeared without a trace.

Like the wind and shadow, it passed in an instant, so fast that it was incredible.

Mu Lingwei took the jade pendant, which was engraved with fine inscription textures, exuding a faint ancient and mysterious atmosphere. There is also a string of small words in the middle: Sheng'an Tianxia, ​​inscribed Qiankun, Zhou Chengtian.

Mu Lingwei let out a light breath, guessing that the person who came was the leader of the Shengming Sect, but after confirming it, her chest was still covered with a strong pressure.

Looking at the place where Zhou Chengtian had just stood, Mu Lingwei had already calmed down. She had planned to look for Chen Mo after she finished her cultivation, but after learning that Chen Mo would participate in this mission, she held the jade pendant in her hand and made up her mind at the same time.

"Chen Mo..."

Mu Lingwei couldn't help but spit out this name that she was dreaming about.

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"Huh~"

Seeing Sister Cuihua's appearance, Chen Mo was shocked and didn't know how long he ran until he was panting and sweating profusely, and stopped.

He leaned against a rockery and gasped heavily.

"Sister Cuihua is back in the world..." Chen Mo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but didn't dare to continue thinking.

"Haha, last time my junior brother was surrounded by countless heavenly monsters, and his mind was calm and his face was still unchanged. Who is Sister Cuihua? How could she make her junior brother so embarrassed?"

Chen Mo looked back and saw a familiar figure coming with the wind.

The person who came was senior brother Chen Jun.

"No, nothing." Chen Mo waved his hand and denied it. A stiff smile came from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that Chen Mo was a little embarrassed, Chen Jun smiled, then put it in his ear and said softly:

"Tell me, is Sister Cuihua your sweetheart?"

Chen Jun smiled wickedly when he heard a 'Sister Cuihua', and he couldn't help but have some thoughts in his heart.

"Puff~" Chen Mo almost spit out his throat. If this is true, he would have no hope of falling in love with his life before he became famous.

"Senior brother, don't joke, what's the matter with me?" Chen Mo quickly changed the subject. Although he was Sister Cuihua's "Bole", he didn't want to mention that "Thousand-mile Horse".

"Okay, junior brother, the sect leader said there is something very important, so I must find you." Chen Jun's face turned and became a little heavy.

"Must? If I don't go with you, will you be in trouble?" Chen Mo said with a pretended seriousness. He was disgusted by him just now, and he felt very unhappy. He had to let Sister Cuihua kiss him, no, he could kiss Sister Cuihua.

"Ha~, let's go." Seeing the junior brother 'putting airs', Chen Jun was not vague. He hooked his shoulders directly and pulled them over.

Chen Mo originally wanted to "struggle", but under Chen Jun's "toughness", he followed half-swer.

The two of them chatted on the road, and soon they arrived at the secret room of Tianlei Road.

In the secret room, the sect leader Feng Chonglei sat on the chair at the highest point, holding his chin with one fist and playing with an ancient jade with the other hand, and his face looked a little solemn. Next to him were five young disciples. Three of them were comrades-Feng Lingshuang, Zheng Jun and Feng Shikang who had been to the ancient ruins of Shengyuan together.

The other two seem to be disciples on the Dragon List, and Chen Mo is not familiar with them.

The atmosphere in the secret room was like Feng Chonglei's face, dull and depressing.

Chen Mo was a little puzzled and found all the young people in the middle of the Heavenly Level King of the Heavenly Thunder. Could this Feng Chonglei be trying to cultivate his successor?

Then I thought, it was not right. Feng Chonglei and his father were not much different from his age. His father is still ambitious to plunder resources to practice. So the sect leader decided to retreat to the mountains?

While Chen Mo was still thinking, Feng Chonglei suddenly stood up from his seat, with an expression of emotion, and said as if he was talking to himself:

"Young, that's good~!"

When Chen Mo heard this, he felt speechless. Uncle, have you never been young? I feel a lot of feelings here?

People around you look at me, I look at you, the monk Zhang Er can't touch his mind.

"It's once every two or three hundred years. It's so lucky to be caught up with you!" Feng Chonglei glanced at the group of young people, revealing his feelings about being born at the wrong time.

Everyone was in a mess. What the hell was the sect leader doing? He spoke a little incoherently.

"Sect, Master, if you have anything to do, just say it, tell me..." Feng Shikang was still floating in the clouds and wiping the cold sweat on his head, and asked tremblingly.

Feng Chonglei calmed down, sat down slowly, took a deep breath, and then said: "Half a year later, the three holy domains will unite all semi-holy domains to select young disciples with outstanding strength on the continent, and go to the rumored ancient battlefield of gods and demons to experience it."

Holy Land? Ancient battlefield of gods and demons? Experience?

Hearing the experience, Zheng Jun and Feng Shikang felt a little sad and took a few steps back. Since the unbearable experience of looking back at the ancient ruins of the Holy Abyss, not only did the two have not improved their strength, but their little hearts have been greatly hit.

This is not a training? It is simply asking for trouble. In the ancient ruins of the Holy Abyss, all kinds of misery and suffering can even be robbed by monsters. No one believes this.

It took me two years to become the king of heaven, and then I forgot all the tragic things...

"What are you going to retreat? Some people want to go there and don't have this opportunity yet. For example, if I had experienced it in it, I might have become a saint long ago." Feng Chonglei was so angry that he shook his head and roared angrily when he saw these unscrupulous juniors.

He once thought about becoming a sanctified, and after a series of blows, he gave up.

Thinking that the original dream was not realized, Feng Chonglei's eyes suddenly changed a lot.

Zheng Jun and Feng Shikang were roared by Feng Chonglei, like trembling chickens, and their faces became extremely ugly. In fact, it was no wonder that they were. After all, their experience in the ancient ruins of the Holy Abyss was too unbearable to look back on. It was simply a nightmare, and they were still vivid in their minds.

But Chen Mo could hear some clues.

With every experience, danger and opportunity coexist. What the strong sees opportunities, and what the weak sees danger.

"Sect Master, you said it more in detail." Chen Jun also felt this opportunity, and a look of determination appeared on his face.

"The scale of talent selection this time is rare. Anyone under the age of 30 on the mainland can go and try it out and select outstanding young disciples. Those with excellent grades will receive joint rewards from the three major holy domains. By the way, not only humans, but also the ancient Fire Phoenix clan will send people to fight."

"The Fire Phoenix Clan?" Everyone said in unison.

When they heard about the Fire Phoenix Clan, everyone seemed to listen to the heavenly books and couldn't understand at all. What is the Fire Phoenix Clan?

"The Fire Phoenix Clan is said to have existed in the Great Wilderness Realm for a long time. I heard that I have been entangled with the demon clan, but I don't know how it came about. Anyway, you have to know that this competition is very important, especially important!" Feng Chonglei's face was solemn and emphasized again.

When Chen Mo heard about the Fire Phoenix clan, he felt a special sense of familiarity, but he couldn't tell what it felt like.

"Sect Master, what's going on in the ancient battlefield of gods and demons?" Feng Lingshuang, who was standing beside her, asked softly with her cherry lips opened.

"I have never heard of the ancient battlefield of gods and demons. It seems that twenty thousand years ago, a God of Light and the army of demons died together. Later, it became a broken void. Later, hiss~..." Feng Chonglei frowned, wanting to say more of these mysterious things in front of the young man, but he only knew so much.

After all, that happened 20,000 years ago, and it was even longer than the history of human beings in the Great Wilderness Realm.

"Broken void? What is it?" The more everyone listened, the more confused they became, and the more they listened, the less they were.

"Don't worry about those that are not important. What's important is that it is the place where the sacred emperors come out. When the sect leader of the three major holy realms was young, they all experienced it in it. Ten thousand years ago, our ancestors had the final say. Later, after the ancestors eliminated demons and died..." Speaking of this, Feng Chonglei's old face became gloomy again and his voice stopped.

Ten thousand years ago, that dusty past slowly unfolded in Feng Chonglei's memory. He felt it was necessary to let these younger generations know, and then slowly said:

"At that time, the ancestor Feng Tingqing was eager to eliminate demons and used the meaning of the Taihuang Thunder Path to suppress the Demon Saint, which made it difficult for later disciples to cultivate into a saint-level emperor. Later, the bastards from the three holy realms united and squeezed our Heavenly Thunder Path out of the Holy Realm. From then on, our Heavenly Thunder Path began to decline..."

In the future, the sect leader of each generation will take the Heavenly Thunder Dao back to the Holy Realm as his mission, but each generation has not succeeded, for ten thousand years. Thinking of this, Feng Chonglei breathed a deep breath.

At this time, Feng Chonglei glanced at Chen Mo, and another ray of light shot out from his eyes. This kid absorbed all the meaning of the Taihuang Ben Lei Dao, and his qualifications were also good. It was only a matter of time before he became a Saint-level emperor. If he could seize this opportunity, he would be able to take a lot of time in advance.

"From now on, you have an important mission, that is, to fight for the saint~~!" Feng Chonglei waved his arms and shouted loudly as if he was shouting a slogan.

"What, how can you rush?" Hearing the word "Sheng Sheng", a light flashed in Feng Shikang's eyes. After all, it is too tempting to become a Saint-level emperor, and you have to go to death even if you fight.

How many times can you fight in life? When will you fight if you don’t fight at this time?

"If you can win the first place in the competition, you will get a ninth-grade Dragon Pill, and at the same time, the three sect masters of the holy realm will also work together to protect the Dharma to help you break through the heavenly level and rise to the holy level." Feng Chonglei said, and he was moved. Then he glanced at the younger generation and said slowly: "As long as you are not a pig, you will become a holy level emperor."

"Pig~, can you get the first place?" A very subtle sound came out from somewhere. Although it was very small, it floated around the entire secret room.
Chapter completed!