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Mo Xian went to Shenghai University, and Tong Rufeng was still in seclusion. He was in seclusion on an island on the sea. There were a lot of monitoring in the room. Recently, there have been frequent abnormalities in time and space in the room. After all, he is building Guixu. So far, no one has successfully built it. Generally, successful construction is not Guixu. At most, it is equivalent to projections such as neutron stars. Some people have disappeared for no reason.

It was learned from the surveillance that Tong Rufeng was still there, and many monks who studied physical nature, especially those who studied gravity and Guixu, were watching all this. So far, the gravity in the room had abnormalities, but as expected.

Because Tong Rufeng was in seclusion, Mo Xian did not see Tong Rufeng when he arrived at Shenghai University. After asking about Tong Rufeng, he went through the resignation procedures. He took a deep look at Shenghai University. Since he met Tong Rufeng, he finally began to interact with middle and high-level people in this society. He was a passerby in this world, and Tong Rufeng was the first monk to look at him differently. Unfortunately, he couldn't see him before leaving. Mo Xian sighed and walked out of Shenghai University.

He walked alone to Jingyun Mountain in the southwest. In Jingyun Mountain, there was the Wanling Laboratory and Experimental Field of the Immortal Alliance, which was a valley. Four mountains were lined with mountains, and the Valley God was sitting here. A unique microclimate had been formed here. The magic arrays divided the radius of 100 miles into various climatic conditions such as tropical, subtropical, temperate and cold zones, and subdivided into their own distinctive areas. They had both normal and extreme climates. It can be said that within this 100 miles, the green star climate was all in one place.

Mo Xian had just got off the high-speed train. Since Jingyun Mountain was surrounded by mountains, it maintained its original landform completely and was not connected with modern public transportation. The monks working in it were both modern means of transportation. Mo Xian had to abide by the rules of this place when he got off the train and had nearly 50 kilometers of road. Mo Xian did not fly, but walked on the ground. Every step he took was like a planned one step, no more or less, and it was indeed fifty meters. Those plants and the like did not move suddenly, leaving a way.

He spread out his spiritual consciousness, without the need to use divine thoughts, but passively receive it. This information includes all aspects. He felt the unique climate in the mountains, suitable soil, breeding many creatures, insects and more. Mo Xian gradually understood the overview of Jingyun Mountain. Jingyun Mountain is indeed a treasure land. It is not a question that Xianmeng regards this place as one of the All Spirit Laboratory, and there is another place, which is the famous Medicine King Valley.

Mo Xian was walking, and suddenly stopped. Around him, clouds and mists quietly rose. He did not expect that someone would dare to ambush him in the territory of Jingyun Mountain. He was careless and his habitual thinking really killed people. The surrounding environment changed quietly. He actually stepped into a small space and took action in the realm, which alarmed others. Especially Jingyun Mountain had the God of Valley in charge. Mo Xian stepped into the small space without any feeling. The person who arranged this environment was definitely a master, and the other party covered the secret of heaven, otherwise Mo Xian would call the police automatically.

Mo Xian stopped and moved slightly under his feet. The other party did not pay attention. Inadvertently, he used his feet instead of his hands. There were already talismans everywhere around him. These talismans were silent. As soon as Mo Xian started, a strange effect would form around Mo Xian. If the other party attacked him, he would not be able to attack him in a short time.

"You are going to invite me into the small space. I wonder what it costs?" Mo Xian said.

"Shao Nian Die, you forgot the purpose of the Blood-Regioning Organization! As long as you admit that you are a member of the Blood-Regioning Organization, we will assume that nothing has happened. If you enter the laboratory of the God of Grim Region, we will not expose you!" There were six people around Mo Xian, four of whom were in the pregnancy stage, two of whom were in the Yuanshen stage, and the one who was talking was a Yuanshen stage cultivator.

"You have recognized the wrong person, my name is Mo Xian, not Shao Nian Die!" Mo Xian said.

The other party did not expect Mo Xian to deny his identity and laughed: "If you think you are denying your identity, we believe that you are too naive. Once you enter the Blood Door, you will be the Blood Door for life. You actually deny your identity. Since you don't know the truth, don't blame us for being polite. The organization has just developed a puppet technique. Since you have fallen into our hands, you should cooperate obediently. We have used such powerful power, and you should feel glad!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of phoscent energy emerged from his palm. This was a kind of traction beam, developed by gravity and electromagnetic techniques, and a magical power specially restricted monks. He looked like he was dying of Mo Xian. When he just emitted this phoscent energy, Mo Xian smiled. With his thoughts, a large number of talismans suddenly rose on the ground, and he was hard to create an imaginary appearance similar to the world around him.

As soon as the phosphor energy arrives, it suddenly stops, not stops, but is extremely slow. Like a snail crawling, the space changes beside Mo Xian. Mo Xian is in a small world, and builds a huge world. It seems that Mo Xian is the same as usual, but they are thousands of miles apart.

As soon as Mo Xian took action, the two soul cultivators immediately changed their color: "The soul realm, you are not Shao Nian Dice!"

"Of course I'm not. I just said that if you don't believe it, what can I do?" Mo Xian said, a double spiral light belt appeared on his head, which resulted in various strange phenomena. Six thin filaments stretched out from the double spiral light belt and stretched straight towards the six people. It was extremely fast and fast. He was the same as the Dharma and I. Although the holy light light is beneficial to life, it can also seize other people's life energy. This is the magical power that Mo Xian transformed.

Two of the pregnant god-stage monks did not dodge, and the light silk suddenly tangled the two, quickly forming a big cocoon, entangling them, and they could not see what was happening inside. Only two screams were heard, and the light silk retracted, and the two corpses had become mummies and fell to the ground. The other two pregnant god-stage monks turned into vermilion birds, and the other turned into light rainbows. Two magic weapons emerged, one was the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover and the other Taihao Mirror. A ball of flame and a beam of mirror light blocked the light silk. The two primordial monks also showed strange images. One appeared above the head, and the trillion stars rotated counterclockwise, and the light silk suddenly slowed down; the other appeared a beam of generalization that seemed real but not real, and the light beam actually left empty.

Mo Xian's eyes lit up, and the two light silks that stretched towards the two pregnancy stages suddenly shook, and they were infinitely mysterious. The Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover and Taihao Mirror flashed, and then the light silk had already penetrated into the bodies of the two of them.
Chapter completed!