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Chapter 1314 Straight in, invite

Emile sneered, "I'm afraid you are overthinking this. It is absolutely impossible to take the treasure in your hand out of the world of Shenmen."

"Anyone who leaves the world of Shenmen will be personally searched by the power of the Lord of Shenmen."

"No one can hide from the master of Shenmen."

"If you want to break through to level 6, you can only do so in the world of Shenmen."

"But as long as you break through, you will be discovered by the master of Shenmen immediately."

"This is an unsolvable dead end, and it can only be avoided by joining our organization of free men."

Zhuang Wuming looked at the confident Emile, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, that's pretty much it for the show."

"Then let me speak frankly, Miss Emile."

"I have a golden slate in my hand, and I want to cooperate with your Freemen organization."

"Let your leader come to see me. I have something to discuss with him."

"It affects everyone's future."

The expression on Emile's face was dull, and Zhuang Wuming suddenly said these words, which disrupted her rhythm.

"You...know about the Golden Tablet?"

Zhuang Wuming glanced at her indifferently, "What do you think? Why do I sell so many mysterious substances in Wasteland City?"

Emile felt cold all over, and she felt as if she had fallen into some kind of trap.

"Are you the master of Shenmen?"

"Of course not, I'm just a passer-by from the outside world."

Emile sneered when he heard this, "From the outside world?"

"From ancient times to the present, since entering the Shenmen period, no outsider has ever been able to enter here. "You must be the master."

"You want to lure out our leader, right?"

There was ridicule in Emile's eyes, and she stood up directly. Her whole body was filled with fluctuations of truth and black iron brilliance, ready to explode at any time.

Zhuang Wuming smiled slightly, "You don't have to be nervous."

"Look at what this is, and you'll know if I'm lying."

After the words fell, a huge black stone slab appeared in Wuming's right hand.

This stone slab is one meter high and completely pitch black.

At this time, this stone slab is covered with countless crystals of mysterious substances.

These crystals are still growing, spreading outward like ice.

Seeing the golden slate, Emile's face was filled with shock.

She is very aware of the preciousness of the Golden Slate, and there is only one in the entire Freemen organization, and it is controlled by their leader.

The leader would never let anyone get close to the Golden Slate, it was something more important than his life.

But now Zhuang Wuming actually took out a golden slate and placed it in front of her. She couldn't believe this shock.

Some people would actually carry something as valuable as a gold slate with them.

This is simply incredible.

"you……"

Looking at Emile who was almost speechless, Zhuang Wuming said calmly, "Just tell what I said to your leader."

"Also, there are people outside watching this place."

"Please be careful when you go out."

"At least take my words to death, understand."

Emile has completely lost her confidence in strategizing.

She understood that all this was a trap set by the other party, just to induce their organization to appear.

Just for one sentence, so many things have been done.

He was even exposed to the official attention of the Shenmen World without fear.

She found it incredible how courageous the other party was.

And just as she was shocked, Zhuang Wuming slowly disappeared from her eyes like a phantom.

"This is just a projection of my clone."

"If your leader would like to meet."

"Just come to Black Wind Mountain to find me."

Along with a wisp of sound, Zhuang Wuming's figure disappeared without a trace, and Emile took a deep breath.

By this time she had woken up from a series of shocks.

There was a hint of solemnity in his eyes, "Maybe this person really comes from the outside world."

"This news must be reported to the leader."

Thinking of this, Emile stopped staying and disappeared outside the hotel.

With Zhuang Wuming's reminder, she naturally knew that someone was watching outside.

The moment she left the hotel, she quickly used her power to get rid of these sights and tracking.

Zhuang Wuming had already arrived at Black Wind Mountain, which is located in Shenmen City, 1,000 kilometers to the east.

A bare black mountain.

Legend has it that this place was transformed from the corpse of a very terrifying ancient beast during the chaotic period.

That ferocious beast was filled with a terrifying evil spirit that would kill all life, and the Black Wind Mountain it transformed into after death was also shrouded in countless evil spirits.

Black Wind Mountain has been extinct for thousands of years, and is shrouded in a black storm formed by terrifying evil spirits.

On the top of Black Wind Mountain, Zhuang Wuming sat here quietly, a black iron light enveloped him, blocking all the black storm.

After Emile left the hotel, he immediately contacted the leader of the Freemen organization.

As a fifth-level divine being in the organization, her status is naturally high and she has the right to directly contact the leader.

He took out a mirror in his hand. This was his tool to contact the leader, and her power was constantly injected into the mirror.

He is calling the leader, waiting for the other party's response.

About 10 minutes later, the mirror in Emile's hand lit up with a gleam of light.

A voice appeared in his ears.

"Emile, what makes you come to me so anxiously?"

"Chief, the situation is like this..."

Soon, the leader of the Freedom Organization knew the cause and effect.

A very remote place, a strange point, and inside this point is a strange space.

In the center of the space is a huge base. In the center of the base, on the throne under the altar, sits a mysterious man in black robes.

There was an illusory mirror in front of him. Looking at Emile facing the mirror, he fell into deep thought.

Through Emil's description, he had already guessed a lot of things, including the origin of the golden slate in Zhuang Wuming's hand.

"Last time, Luo Hua reported that he found a broken gold tablet."

"When he took action, the first fragment was snatched away by someone, and in the end he never found out who took action."

"When he found the second fragment of the Golden Slate, he never returned."

"It even attracted the power of the Lord of the Divine Sect and almost found me."

"Now it seems that the golden slate was obtained by this mysterious person."

"He should not be the master of Shenmen, but we have to guard against this possibility."

"Then let's go take a look first. I hope everything will be as I guessed."

Thinking of this, the man in black robe lightly snapped his fingers.

The altar behind him is dozens of meters high, with a golden stone slab on top.

As the altar slowly opened, the space inside was revealed, which was a winding world.

In the world flows a mother river that runs through the entire world.


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