It is worth mentioning that compared to Qianmo's hard days when he followed the new army to eat bran and eat vegetables and sleeping on thatched beds these days, and also trained with a bunch of ancient new recruits.

Xuan Xiao and the others are obviously much better.

The twelve mortals are at least powerful middle-level or above. Even if they cannot contact the mortal world and storage space, the strength they can exert is still huge!

With the strength of the Great Power Realm, we have already begun to understand the origin of heaven and earth. It is no problem not to eat or drink for a few days.

And they are not like Qianmo. Without the mortar world and storage space, their strength will be greatly reduced.

The only thing that is a bit difficult to bear is Su Yu.

After all, his talisman inventory was collected in the storage space. The "King's Treasure House" was ruthlessly sealed, which was quite a blow to him...

But there are companions around them, how come they look like themselves?

Survive alone!

If you think about it this way...

Because they are all from the Zhuge family, Yan Chong Academy has probably figured out the general rules of the Martial God Tomb. Mo Yanshen and the others are also full, plus the twelve people of Xuan Xiao and the others...

It seems like he is an orphan?

What does this mean?

Special care for the fourth floor first place?

"Haha, okay, everything you should say is almost done. Now it's time to give you the last percent of your missing."

When Zhuge Kongming saw the increasingly gloomy expression on Qian Mo's face, he felt something was wrong, so he decided to send this boy who was about to come back to the scene first.

The feather fan shook lightly, and the black and white air flowed. This fan was clearly an extremely powerful magic weapon.

Just the two waves before and now, the space avenue contained in it made Qian Mo feel a strong sense of palpitations, as if facing the double oppression of heaven and earth at the same time...

But why is there an inexplicable sense of familiarity?

I seem to have seen this source of space somewhere?

"Mr. Zhuge, wait, the last question!"

"you say."

Looking at Qian Mo, who was gradually becoming illusory, Zhuge Kongming nodded.

"Is it me who passed this level first?"

"Indeed, congratulations to Mr. Qianmo."

"This doesn't matter! What about the reward? What is the reward?"

"Forehead……"

"You don't want to say no, do you?"

"This... was originally Zilong's understanding of the Origin of the Golden Dao, but now it has been consumed because of the arrival of his consciousness..."

"You guys are so cheating! No, you must give this reward!"

Qian Mo struggled desperately in the light curtain formed by the black and white energy, obviously not planning to let go of the old two who were lying to pay.

Zhuge Kongming and Zhao Zilong looked at each other and saw the glory in each other's eyes.

Fortunately, the teleportation has begun, so I wish he... Damn it?!

A rich black mist squirted out of Qianmo's body. The ultimate black was purer than the black and white energy black!

The most important thing is that the transmission light curtain formed by the black and white energy actually showed signs of breaking as soon as it touched the black fog?

This is simply unbelievable.

The energy intensity of the black fog is definitely not much stronger than that of Zhuge Kongming, but it crushes the origin of space?

Zhuge Kongming seemed to have thought of something, but he lost his calmness rarely. He stomped his feet helplessly and sighed: "This is the origin of nothingness! I have made a mistake...

We should wait until they leave the fifth floor before returning the power to the morgue world to them!”

Suppressing so many powerful people's connection with the morgue world and storage space is also a great burden for the tomb of the Martial God.

So after Qianmo passed the level, in order to save power consumption, Zhuge Kongming and Zhao Zilong naturally relaxed their control and allowed them to restore their power to connect with the world soul.

This black fog was emitted by Lao Huntan through Qian Mo's body. Although the dose is not large, it is not too difficult to break through this teleportation light curtain...

"Qianmo, what do you want to do... This teleportation consumes energy!"

Zhuge Kongming said a little annoyed.

The sixth level is a level that requires everyone to work together to pass, so this teleportation is naturally carried out with all the tomb-breakers in the fifth level.

Qian Mo's destruction doesn't matter, and everyone's teleportation will fail!

This means...

"Young clan, are you okay? This damn Martial God's Tomb is actually targeting us!"

Mo Yan helped Mo Yan up and was injured and still had a weak body.

The latter just fell from mid-air, but his face was firmly on the ground!

If it weren't for the physical fitness of the Great Power Realm embasser far exceeding that of ordinary people, I'm afraid that this could have been absurd...

"Captain, what happened to this teleportation?"

"I don't know, look at myself, there are many parts, right?"

"Ah, my chicken legs! I haven't been able to eat for several days. I just took it out and fell off!"

"I'm fucking..."

Compared with Mo Yanshen with his face on the ground, Zhuge Heze's situation is better.

But what happened?

Zhuge Heze couldn't figure it out...

The initiator of all this is now standing in front of Zhuge Kongming with a red face and a thick neck. Under the stunned gaze of a group of companions and the God of Martial God Zhao Zilong, he argues with reason and keeps clamoring for the issue of passing the mark...

"Brother Mo is indeed not an ordinary person, Niu Pi!"

"That's not... bargaining with Zhuge Wuhou like an aunt in the vegetable market, Brother Mo's strange achievements have increased again..."

Everyone looked at each other and finally sighed: "Qianmo (Brother Mo) (Captain), you are worthy of being you!"

...

"Qianmo, there is really no benefit, it's gone! Because you blocked the teleportation, we have to pay a portion of our strength to replenish it!"

"As a martial god tomb, there should be some good things, right? People with power and powerful people in the secular world have a lot of good things. The martial god tomb is not so cold, right? Give me some more!"

"I'm so scared of you! Zilong..."

"I'm here at Prime Minister..."

"Give it to him your blue sword!"

"Forehead……"

"You have all your skills on the gun, and the Gentian Silver Spear is your natal magic weapon. Although the Green Sword is pretty good, it is not very intelligent, so I gave it to him and sent him away quickly!

Otherwise, with his personality, it would be too terrible to make a big noise in the Martial God’s Tomb!"

"This...well."

The God of Martial Arts Zhao Zilong was called by the charlatan military advisor at the beginning, and was still a little stunned.

Why did these two people bargain with them?

Later, when I heard that the Prime Minister wanted to give the green sword himself, I was a little reluctant.

After all, it is a weapon to witness his fame in battle. Although it is useless after he dies, he is still a little reluctant to give it away now...

However, when he thought that this kid could even suppress the origin of the Prime Minister's space, he would have to stay for a while and maybe he would have caused some trouble.

The most important thing is that this kid is strong enough, and it is not a loss if he gives the Blue Sword!
Chapter completed!