Chapter 617

After only a few breaths, Liu Mang's face gradually became gloomy, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously showed a ferocious smile and murmured in a low voice:

"It turns out that there are still fish who have missed the net. Hum, beat the small ones and come out the old ones. OK, I'll kill you."

Although Liu Mang's voice was low, there was a strong anger and killing intention in his words. It was like a sleeping beast being woken up by people. The feeling that the anger was about to break out was especially oppressive and terrifying. The temperature around him had dropped a lot. The passers-by here felt strangely chilly.

The gate of the spirit snake city is less than a mile away from where Liu mang is. With Liu Mang's accomplishments and eyesight, this distance is no different from before. Therefore, Liu mang can see the movement of the gate at a glance.

On the right side of the gate, there is a wooden sign, on which there are human heads, numbers and two lines of numbers.

This huge wooden card is a wanted list. The portraits of people's heads on it are all wanted people. The numbers represent the money. That is to say, if you kill this person and carry his head, you can get the money marked with the number at the bottom of the portrait. As for those with two lines of numbers, the upper line represents the price of the dead, and the lower line represents the price of the dead, It represents the price of the living, that is, the one who catches the living and the one who kills the living. As for the money here, it's a unified meta crystal, which is common to ordinary people and Qi practitioners.

As for the reason why Liu mang is angry, it is precisely because two portraits have just been pasted on the wanted list. One of them is Liu Mang's portrait, and the other, of course, is mo Jueyuan's, Enough to be in the top ten.

When Liu mang saw that he and Mo Jueyuan were wanted, he immediately woke up and knew who they were.

If only Liu mang himself was wanted, Liu mang couldn't figure out who was wanted, but Mo Jueyuan was also wanted. Liu mang immediately realized that when Mo Jueyuan first came to the endless sea, the only thing he offended was a darizong. Although he killed all the people that day, there was still one alive. Before, the two elders threw a thin black man into the sea, I didn't expect that the thin black man had been drowning in the sea, and Mo Jueyuan and Liu mang forgot about it, which made him escape.

"It must be that guy who came back to darizong and gave us a wanted order. Hum, it's really good. It seems that darizong, you don't have to exist. When my brother's enlightenment is over, you can die."

Liu mang muttered in a low voice, and his eyes subconsciously turned to Mo Jueyuan, aiming at Mo Jueyuan.

Liu mang just took a look and was stunned, because he found that Mo Jueyuan had gone deep into the scar of the sword, and he was walking slowly step by step.

"My God, brother, this is not the way to seek death."

Liu Mang's face was full of bitter smile, but he was shocked in his heart. He was almost dizzy by Mo Jueyuan's surprise. Subconsciously, he stepped away and rushed to Mo Jueyuan.

A yellow light flashed by. Liu Mang, who was as strong as a bear, came to Mo Jueyuan's back in a twinkling of an eye. He was more than ten feet away from Mo Jueyuan. Therefore, in a few short breaths, Mo Jueyuan went a few feet away again, and had already entered the range of one hundred feet, but Liu mang stopped at a place of one hundred and twenty feet.

At the moment, Liu mang was a hundred feet away from the mark. He already felt the horror of the mark and the endless killing. Liu mang did not dare to move forward. He could only stop and look at Mo Jueyuan.

Looking at Mo Jueyuan's action, Liu mang was completely speechless. He was hundreds of feet away, and he was oppressed by this momentum. However, Mo Jueyuan was still walking in. Seeing the firmness of the pace, it was like walking. Liu mang was envious and envious. He wished that person was himself, Liu mang was shocked. Was the little brother he just recognized the illegitimate son of the sword demon? Otherwise, how can it be as easy as going home?

The more Liu mang thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. After all, how terrible was the sword spirit of the sword devil? Could anyone get close to it? Not to mention Mo Jueyuan's strength, even if he was an old monster out of the ordinary world, he didn't dare to say that he could easily get close to this sword mark. Once upon a time, an old monster with a sword was turned into fine powder ten feet away from this sword mark. It was as if he had been cut by a thousand magic swords. Even a finger sized corpse could not be found, even his weapon, All turned into iron powder, we can see how terrible the sword demon's sword meaning is.

"I said, brother, don't get upset."

Liu mang looked at Mo Jueyuan as if he was possessed. He was very worried. He kept turning back and forth in the same place, and his mouth was constantly murmuring. His eyes were turning around, and he looked restless.

Liu mang is worried in the same place, but Mo Jueyuan seems to have entered another space.

Before that, when Mo Jueyuan arrived a hundred feet away from the sword mark, he suddenly felt a strong desire in his heart. The sword mark on the opposite side seemed to have infinite attraction, attracting him to want to get close.

Mo Jueyuan remembered Liu Mang's warning to himself that this place was very dangerous, so he forced to suppress the impulse in his heart. He stood firmly in the same place with his feet rooted like roots, and did not move. He endured the impulse in his heart and forced himself to calm down.

Mo Jueyuan's soul power is so strong. In the twinkling of an eye, Mo Jueyuan's desire has been suppressed by him, and his agitation has been restored to calm. At this moment, Mo Jueyuan's heart is calm without waves, without any waves. Standing still, he feels the sharp sword meaning coming from his face, which contains endless killing opportunities and strong winds, Sharp as a knife, it constantly blows Mo Jueyuan's robes and makes a sound of hunting. The wind is eroded by the meaning of the sword, and it's even sharper like a knife. It makes Mo Jueyuan's skin ache. If it wasn't for Mo Jueyuan's strong body, he would have been hurt all over at the moment.

In Mo Jueyuan's mind, a moment of emptiness, in Mo Jueyuan's memory, the mysterious picture suddenly flashed, a man holding a long sword, gently stroke, space broken. The picture flashed, and then Mo Jueyuan forced to write down those strange traces, like words, but also like random scratches, now in Mo Jueyuan's mind, flashing white light, traces, become more bright and clear. In this moment, Mo Jue yuan's heart, once again emerged the desire, the attraction of sword marks on the wall, let Mo Jue yuan's steps, slowly move up.

At the moment, Mo chueyuan's heart, half asleep and half awake, seems to be in a coma. He has no idea what he is doing. His heart can no longer control his behavior.

"Where is this..."

Mo Jueyuan's soul is once again trapped in a strange space. There are sharp winds everywhere, whistling and raging. But Mo Jueyuan's soul seems to be just a shadow. Let these winds cut through, Mo Jueyuan has no injury, but the surrounding environment makes him very confused.

The strong wind whistling, countless visible wind rotation, all around will be constantly distorted, expansion, simply Mo Jueyuan's body will not be injured, otherwise, such a terrible natural force, will make Mo Jueyuan's body and spirit all disappear.

Knowing that he would not be hurt, Mo Jueyuan ignored the forces around him and walked forward slowly, looking around for a different place.

"Where is this, and why am I here? I am not in the sword spirit left by the sword demon Fengling sword? How did you get here? "

Mo Jueyuan was very puzzled. How did he come here? This place is totally strange to Mo Jueyuan. In his mind, Mo Jueyuan has no information about it.

Mo Jueyuan didn't know how to leave and where it was. He could only keep going forward and keep going

I don't know how long I've been walking. The rampant wind suddenly changed. It turned into bright swords, whistling and raging, whizzing and leaving shining traces in the air, with long tail behind.

Mo Jueyuan looked at the sword that was constantly passing through his body. Suddenly, a touch of light came out of his eyes, and his eyes showed interest. Because at this moment, Mo Jueyuan suddenly saw that the traces of the sword had some strange charm, which seemed to resonate with heaven and earth. Every sword passed by, The surrounding space will twist and curl violently, or expand and lengthen. The space here is just like a ball of plasticine. Let these swords flatten and round it, and there is no sign of damage.

"This is..."

Mo Jueyuan stares at these swords. Suddenly, these swords turn into strange words and traces, which are very similar to those that Mo Jueyuan once wrote down at the gate of tianwu Academy. Mo Jueyuan can't understand them at all. However, at the moment, these words and scratches flash with a faint white light, forming a connection with the words and scratches in Mo Jueyuan's mind, An inexplicable artistic conception suddenly envelops Mo Jueyuan's soul. In this mysterious space, it emits a weak white light and flashes mysterious charm.

At this moment, Liu mang on the outside looked at Mo Jueyuan in a daze. His eyes were filled with envy and he kept muttering:

"The bastard of the sword devil!"