As soon as Mo Zhaoxie appeared, he heard a voice saying, "Mo Zhaoxie, it's been a long time since we saw you."

Mo Zhaoxie did not turn around, but just smiled slightly, "Shui Ran. You are waiting for me."

Shui Ran, dressed in white, walked step by step in the bloody land, with bloody limbs and broken arms around her feet, and the blood-colored river flowed like the blood vessels of this earth. Shui Ran was covered in cold temperament, and the chuckling at the corner of her mouth looked fascinating. Shui Ran, walking in Shura Hell, was like a snow lotus from the mountain in the sky.

It is cold and charming, lonely and arrogant on the top of the mountain.

"Yes," Shui Ran stood still, looking at the man covered in blood at this time. "A substitute puppet and a real demon-loving sword can indeed deceive everyone. With the strange and unpredictable sword control technique, it can indeed confuse everyone. There is no doubt about the foolish Mo Zhaoxie. However, I know that only by staying will it be Mo Zhaoxie's true nature."

Mo Zhaoxie turned around and looked at Shui Ran. I have to say that Mo Zhaoxie has always been more cautious about him than everyone. This person is not only accustomed to his behavior, but also has strange behavior. She can choose to believe in herself without hesitation when everyone doubts her. Just like her confidant. However, every time Shui Ran acts, she only wants Mo Zhaoxie's life and treasures. It really fits the saying that what you know best is not your friend, but your enemy.

"I'm not afraid that I will kill you if I stay alone." Mo Zhaoxie looked at Shui Ran and said.

Shui Ran chuckled, her expression casually as if she was saying that if you could do it, just kill it.

Mo Zhaoxie looked at Shui Ran and found that this person really made him unable to understand. Every time he improved his cultivation level, he would find that Shui Ran's cultivation level would also be improved in a confused manner. And he was higher than him every time. Although Mo Zhaoxie was never afraid, he felt an unspeakable surprise. This time, he had just improved his cultivation level, but Shui Ran in front of him also improved.

Seeing Shui Ran's expression and eyes, Mo Zhaoxie confirmed something. She had no idea about her conversations and actions with the Void Existence just now. It was reasonable to think about it. It was easy for Void Existence to hide something from someone in the Temple of Martial Gods to do something.

When Mo Zhaoxie was surprised by Shui Ran's cultivation level, Shui Ran felt even more shocked and shocked in her heart. Her cultivation level had improved fast enough. For some reason, it can be said that her cultivation level had no barriers. As time goes by, her cultivation level would naturally improve rapidly. However, every time when her cultivation level was improved, she felt that she could kill Mo Zhaoxie, she found that Mo Zhaoxie had become stronger at this time. She made her hesitate every time the sword she had already held in her hand.

Since he was not sure, Mo Zhaoxie would no longer waste his time. Moreover, there was nothing to say between him and Shui Ran. Mo Zhaoxie walked towards Jiuwei Tower, obviously he wanted to enter Jiuwei Tower.

"Since you have avoided it, why do you still have to take risks?" Shui Ran said.

"My sword has fallen inside, I will always find it back." Mo Zhaoxie said calmly.

"Although that is the supreme evil soldier and demon-loving sword, it is probably a bit worse than life." Shui Ran followed Mo Zhaoxie.

"You don't understand." Mo Zhaoxie didn't care whether Shui Ran wanted to follow him.

Shui Ran really didn't understand that the Demon-Eating Sword is an extremely evil soldier to others, and it is a treasure that is hard to come by. However, for Mo Zhaoxie, it is not only an evil soldier, but also a treasure given to him by Lu. If that guy knew that he had lost the Demon-Eating Sword, he would probably bit him a few bites. Mo Zhaoxie thought to himself, and when he thought of the Lu who turned into a stone, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

Lu, wait for me!

The dark entrance of the cave is the entrance of the Jiuwei Tower, and there is no barrier at this time. Mo Zhaoxie and Shui Ran slowly walked in the extremely dark cave. In the empty space, there was only Mo Zhaoxie's footsteps. Although Mo Zhaoxie could sense that Shui Ran was following him, he could not hear any of her voice, whether it was the sound of footsteps or breathing.

It was like as soon as I entered a cave, Shui Ran completely disappeared.

Don’t attack evil, and Shui Ran is even more so.

The moment he entered the cave, Shui Ran found that Mo Zhaoxie, who was not far away just now, suddenly disappeared completely. He could not see or hear any sound. This situation surprised Shui Ran. Although he was shocked, Shui Ran was not panicked. It was just a simple entrance and there should be no danger.

In the dark environment, there is only oneself. Such an environment can easily make people unable to perceive the accuracy of time. After walking for about half an hour, when Mo Zhaoxie took a step, the scene in front of him changed drastically, and the dazzling sunshine made Mo Zhaoxie close his eyes.

Just as Mo Zhaoxie closed his eyes, a cold sword suddenly appeared silently and stabbed Mo Zhaoxie's throat.

Mo Zhaoxie raised his lips lightly, and his eyes were still closed. But his hand had moved, and a dark Fangtian painting halberd suddenly appeared. It was faster than the cold sword and pierced the chest of the sneak attacker in an instant. Then, a shock, and the edge of the corpse was split into pieces.

Mo Zhaoxie put away his magic weapon, and did not even look at the scattered corpse. He slowly opened his eyes and adapted to the dazzling sunshine. What appeared in front of him was a golden, a golden desert that could not be seen!

Behind him was a dark door. The door opened, and it was extremely dark inside. Even the hot sunlight could hardly shine in at all. It seemed that this was a gateway, the gateway to the first floor of the Jiuwei Tower.

And this boundless desert is the first floor of Jiuwei Tower.

Mo Zhaoxie waved his hand and a bag of objects flew into his hands. "No matter how small a fly is, it's still flesh. Who said that I'm too poor now?" Thinking of the savings of Master Shengxie and Master Chunjun, Mo Zhaoxie felt a pain. Originally, those things were enough for me to use for a long time, and there were many things I had never seen before. Unfortunately, I was squandered all of them in the battle not long ago.

Although it's a pity, Mo Zhaoxie doesn't regret it. If he didn't do that, he wouldn't give himself enough time to create illusions. It's always a difficult task to survive by so many experts.

There will be no help from the subsequent nihilistic existence.

Then, don’t attack evil step by step, walking on the boundless desert like a mortal.

Shui Ran walked out of the portal, glanced at the corpses and blood on the ground. She looked at Mo Zhaoxie who had walked not far away, and smiled slightly, "Mo Zhaoxie, we will meet again." After that, she chose a direction opposite to Mo Zhaoxie, and took a step forward and disappeared quickly, step by step.

Mo Zhaoxie could sense Shui Ran's departure, and he could even hear Shui Ran's words. After the help of the existence of nothingness, Mo Zhaoxie found that his spiritual sense was stronger. Mo Zhaoxie had never known this spiritual sense of cultivation very much. He didn't know how to cultivate and improve. However, as his cultivation level continued to improve, his body tempered continued to refine. Mo Zhaoxie found that his spiritual sense was also increasing proportionally, although he didn't know why.

Mo Zhaoxie once heard of such spiritual awareness. As each cultivator improves his spiritual awareness, his spiritual awareness will continue to improve. However, such improvement is ultimately limited and absolutely accurate. Lu said that only those who practice gods will truly perceive the existence of spiritual awareness and then learn how to use it.

When the spiritual awareness of the god-cultivating person is raised to a certain level, a qualitative change will occur and evolve into a more advanced existence. People call that existence - spiritual consciousness!

There is no way to hide under the spiritual consciousness!

The ignorance here does not mean that the strength will become extremely good, nor does it mean that you can understand the truth. It does not mean that you can see the truth in the true sense. Even if Mo Zhaoxie does not apply to his eyes at this time, you can know everything within a few dozen feet of radius. Even in such a strange space in the entrance, it will not be affected. You can easily find the killer who hides in front of the portal and wants to accidentally attack him.

For example, at this time, someone buried deep in the sand and wanted to sneak attack Mo Zhaoxie. Mo Zhaoxie walked by him casually, his expression as if he had not found a person underground. Just as Mo Zhaoxie had just walked past, the sand behind him suddenly burst out. A figure suddenly appeared with his mouth and nose covering. The spear in his hand had already stabbed Mo Zhaoxie's back.

A black shadow passed by, with a crisp sound. Accompanied by the sound of the spear breaking and the sound of flesh and blood being cut open. Bright red blood splashed out, and the head flew high, rolling down with the broken spear.

Until his death, this person did not see who or what the person who killed him looked like. He had only a thin back and continued to walk forward.

Mo Zhaoxie held the bag in his hand and muttered dissatisfiedly: "These people are too poor. Even if they are ten or hundreds, they are not as good as the Sword Master of the Nine Sword Pavilion. Alas, it really feels like nostalgia."

Mo Zhaoxie walked casually in the boundless desert, killing and plundering treasures and money along the way. What surprised Mo Zhaoxie was that in this boundless desert was not only the cultivators, but the indigenous creatures, the extremely poisonous sand scorpions and sand snakes, appearing in groups, the cruel and cunning shuffle foxes and sand wolves.

Moreover, the indigenous creatures here are really difficult to deal with. They have been present in the desert for a long time. Not only do they know the climate and terrain of the desert, but what is even more terrifying is that they seem to be immortal in the desert. Even if they are killed, they will only turn into a pile of sand and then condense and form.

Killing endlessly, you can't overcome your annoyance!

If the Fang Tian Hua Ji was not really powerful in his hand, Mo Zhaoxie would have to worry about those strange indigenous creatures. Every time he killed an indigenous creature, Mo Zhaoxie missed his demon-loving sword very much. There were never any creatures under the demon-loving sword that could never be killed, no matter whether it was a flesh-and-blood body or a sand-tiled body.
Chapter completed!