The entire vast plain was filled with sounds of fighting. In just a short moment, dozens of corpses lying on the ground had already appeared.

Perhaps the bloody smell was a bit thick and filled the air, making people feel a little dazed.

Gradually, the contestants who were dominated by greed and desire gradually stopped their bodies, and they all looked at the boy dyed red in blood below with horror.

At this moment, he was covered with thick dragon scales. At first glance, he seemed to have turned into a dragon clan. His deep eyes were completely red.

Blood was constantly overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and his breathing looked a little heavy. It seemed that he was just relying on an indescribable will to support him.

But what is shocking is that this will actually make him like a generation of killing gods. Anyone who dares to stop him from going, no matter how gods and demons, will be killed by him.

Surrounded by the surroundings, many people's eyes had become more afraid. Only then did they realize that the young man in front of them seemed to be beyond their imagination.

In the sky, Yue Xinglou, who had been watching this scene quietly, looked extremely solemn. For some reason, in front of the warrior who was in the early stage of the God-Clustering Realm, he felt like [31 Novel Network          Update Quickly]. He felt an unprecedented pressure coming.

With Mu Shentan Mu Ling, whom he had faced, the oppression that the boy in front of him brought to him was even more enormous.

"Let's go!"

After killing dozens of people, no contestants dared to come down again. Each of them had some deep fear in their eyes. They immediately looked at Ye Mo, but did not dare to take action any longer.

Gradually, they began to feel a sense of fear about Ye Mo. Looking at the figure in front of them who could fall down at any time, everyone's hearts inexplicably had an illusion that was invincible.

Then, Ye Mo held the Pluto Spear tightly and began to move forward, walking forward. Every step he took seemed to be about to use his strength.

Looking at Ye Mo's embarrassed body, the shadow crescent moon behind him became a little complicated.

I have only known each other for about a month, but Ye Mo has paid so much for their siblings. Is it worth it?

After pondering for a while, Ying Xianyue quickly bit her silver teeth, supported Ying Yang and walked up.

At the peak ahead, Jian Xiao's beautiful eyes were also watching Ye Mo come, but she didn't take action anymore, but there was a little coldness on her cheeks looking at the other person.

It seemed as if he noticed that Jian Xiao's beautiful eyes looked over, and Ye Mo below also raised his eyes and looked at her.

With eyes facing each other, there was no other fluctuation on Ye Mo's face. He just glanced at her with a faint eyes, then moved back to his eyes and continued to walk out ahead.

"Sister Jian Xiao? Do you want to take action?"

Next to Jian Xiao, a female contestant who was also a Mu Shen Valley couldn't help but show a little doubt on her face after seeing Jian Xiao's delicate body that had not moved for a long time. She quickly looked at the latter and asked softly.

However, Jian Xiao frowned. She knew that Ye Mo's current state was just forcing him. However, for some reason, at the moment when he looked at Ye Mo, she saw some fearless courage in the other person's eyes.

She really couldn't imagine why Ye Mo still had that strong spirit when he reached this point.

At this moment, she was already hesitating. She felt inexplicably that she was afraid that she could not stop the boy from leaving in front of her.

Not only her, but even the others present could not stop the young man's pace.

This inexplicable premonition was extremely strong, so strong that she had been stiff in place but had not taken action for a long time.

Finally, under the gaze of countless gazes, Ye Mo walked out of the plain with Ying Xianyue Yingyang and the others, and immediately with their bodies leaving, this area was still in a silent state.

"well!"

After a long time, Jian Xiao sighed lightly, as if he had given up, and the energy that was swelling around him gradually dissipated.

"He deserves to have a magical post!" Jian Xiao said softly.

Upon hearing this, several female contestants behind her also had some surprises on their cheeks. They did not expect Jian Xiao to give such an evaluation.

"Senior Sister Mu Ling is afraid she will meet a difficult opponent!" Jian Xiao suddenly raised her head, her beautiful eyes looked at the sky ahead and sighed softly.

"Senior Sister, you're thinking too much. He, a little ghost in the early stage of the God-Clustering Realm, may not be able to defeat Senior Sister Mu Ling with one hand!" Several female contestants behind shook their heads and chuckled.

In their opinion, although Ye Mo is strong, it is too early to compare with Mu Ling.

No one knows the most potential genius in the Mushen Valley better than them that the genius possesses.

Hearing the disdainful laughter of several women behind him, Jian Xiao shook her head, but said nothing more. As the energy inside her delicate body was circulating, her body rushed out towards the front.

Since she couldn't get the divine post, she didn't plan to stay here anymore, but planned to go to other places to find the whereabouts of the divine post.

After seeing Jian Xiao leave, many people present changed their expressions sharply. After looking at Ye Mo and others who were gradually moving away, they sighed lightly.

Even Jian Xiao was not confident that he could keep the young man, so they naturally had no hope. Therefore, after everyone looked at Ye Mo, their bodies rushed out in the distance.

For some reason, when everyone left one after another, everyone knew that after passing through the battle of the deserted mountains, Ye Mo's reputation might be completely resounding throughout the entire war world.

Even though he only had the strength of the early stage of the God-Clustering Realm, even Yunchuan, the late stage masters of the God-Clustering Realm, died at his hands.

In addition, in front of many martial arts masters, he can still hold the magical post and leave, which will inevitably cause a storm.

Yue Xinglou glanced at Ye Mo's leaving figure, and then a cold curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"If I don't take action, it doesn't mean that my little saint king in Saint King Mountain will not take action. This divine post will eventually fall into my hands!"
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