Nobody Truly Think Master is a Mortal, Right?

Forest Road.

The coffin opened a small corner.

Lin Mo ignored it.

Perhaps, he has been unable to feel the outside world.

Strong emotions flooded his consciousness.

At this moment, Lin Mo is like a walking corpse.

If it continues like this.

Soon, Lin Mo will be completely suppressed by his own negative emotions, and his consciousness will enter a closed state.

At that time, it will be difficult for Lin Mo to awaken his consciousness, and his body will instinctively kill with his negative emotions, in order to vent his negative emotions.

But the coffin didn't seem to want to see Lin Mo's situation at all.

A small horn that opened exuded a grayish gas.

These gases enveloped Lin Mo.

The next moment, Lin Mo's many negative emotions all subsided.

After feeling that Lin Mo's negative emotions subsided, those gases quietly fell off.

I saw that the originally gray gas turned into a dark black.

These dark black gases flowed back into the coffin.

When the dark black gas flows back in.

The coffin was obviously brighter.

Boom!

The coffin was closed again, and after a loud bang, it returned to calm.

And Lin Mo opened his eyes again when the coffin was closed again.

His consciousness is back.

But in his eyes, there are still negative emotions such as hatred and anger.

This kind of negativity doesn't just disappear.

As far as Lin Mo is concerned, as long as Lin Mo's breath remains, this hatred will not disappear.

"The burial coffin..."

Lin Mo lowered his head slightly and glanced at the black iron coffin beside him.

He got information about the coffin.

In other words, the coffin took the initiative to pass on the information to him.

His companions are not useless.

But a very powerful magic weapon.

It's called the burial coffin.

It means to bury everything.

Every time he killed an existence, the coffin would absorb its primordial soul and feed it back to him.

It is an extremely terrifying treasure.

When Lin Mo got this treasure, he did not show any joy.

His face was calm.

"Master died..."

"It's because of me."

"Damn me!"

"But before I die, I want to avenge the master!"

"It's the monster who made the master fall. I want the entire monster clan to be buried with the master! Let this entire continent become the tomb of the master!!"

Lin Mo roared hysterically.

As soon as this word comes out.

Boom!

Above the sky, thunder and lightning rang, and it was unknown whether the sky was angry or celebrating.

Lin Mo didn't have any thoughts about whether there was thunder in the sky.

There was only hatred in his heart.

Lin Mo said nothing, dragged the black iron coffin, and walked outside.

Go here, burial demon!

...

at the same time.

On the other side of Shenxing Continent, Wudao Sect is holding a big competition.

To be precise, the sects under the command of many disciples of Wudao Sect are holding a big competition.

Many disciples of Wudao Sect plan to have a big competition. Of course, this is not their end in person.

Instead, they let their disciples, the second-generation disciples, end.

There is a big competition among the second generation of disciples.

At the same time, they also invited many sects in the Shenxing Continent to watch.

How dare those sects refuse the invitation of the disciples of Wudao Sect.

One by one agreed.

For a time, the competition of the second generation disciples of Wudao Sect actually surpassed the competition of the ten thousand sects.

This made countless monks feel embarrassed, and at the same time felt very reasonable.

Wu Dao Sect was originally the largest force in the Shenxing Continent.

Wu Dao Sect is going to hold the second-generation disciple competition, and it is very reasonable that so many sects are invited to participate.

With so many sects participating, it is naturally more terrifying than Wanzong Dabi.

The second-generation disciples of Wudao Sect were held outside Tianwu Mountain.

I don't know if Ye Luo is intentional or unintentional,

I chose the location near the shopkeeper's 'Xianzui Inn'.

This made the shopkeeper laugh silly.

In the vicinity of Dabi, his inn has really become a fairy drunk inn.

Countless monks stayed at the inn.

Know the relationship between the shopkeeper and Chu Yuan.

All of them were respectful and did not dare to offend the shopkeeper.

Some even dare not offend Xiao Er.

What's more, it was so exaggerated that he and Xiao Er grabbed a job and wanted to please the shopkeeper.

For a time, Xianzui Inn became strange.

But no one cares at all.

Everyone defaults to this method.

...

The second-generation disciple of Wudao Sect was in a mountain range that Ye Luoluo moved from the Xianzui Inn.

In the middle of the mountain range, Ye Luo built several arenas and palaces.

Today, the second generation of Wudao Sect disciples started.

The disciples of each sect have second-generation disciples to fight.

It's just that these battles shocked the sects who were watching.

Not too strong to be shocked.

But is it because these second-generation disciples of Wudao Sect are too weak?

The roots of these second-generation disciples, counting upwards, what kind of genius are their masters? Almost everyone is an existence that covers the entire Divine Travel Continent.

Looking further up, the ancestors of these second-generation disciples are even more supreme.

How to look at these second-generation disciples, they are not very good?

Most are Jindan realm.

Some of them didn't even succeed.

That is the one called 'Emperor Wusheng', who can be regarded as Tianjiao, who is already in the realm of calamity at a young age.

...

in one of the palaces.

Many disciples of Wudao Sect are naturally watching the battle.

It's just that the faces of these disciples are not very good-looking.

It's really that their disciples are too hot for their eyes.

Obviously they are all geniuses.

The disciples who can be taught are better than each other.

It seemed to be some kind of curse.

Even Su Xi, Hua Shenyi, and Hu Yao's two brothers and sisters, these people who tend to accept apprentices and accept disciples are like this, and they don't understand how to teach them.

"Junior brothers and sisters, you disciples can teach it well, but it's not very good."

Ye Luo sat in the first place, chuckled softly, and said slowly.

The other students fell silent, and no one answered.

Among them, Zhang Han and Su Qianyuan both gritted their teeth.

They suspected that Ye Luo was deliberately making such a big noise in order to see them making a fool of themselves.

Of course, there are no apprentices among the disciples.

Such as Sile, Perilla, Chi Jia.

They are not apprentices.

Naturally, he just felt a little speechless, and there was no other special emotion.

"This disciple of the senior brother is indeed very strong, and I am afraid that it will be stronger than us in the future."

Sile said softly.

"Indeed, the disciple of Senior Brother is very good."

Both Shi Su and Chi Jia also admitted this.

The other disciples also nodded slightly.

The disciple of Emperor Wusheng is indeed very good.

After all, it was instructed by their master.

It would be weird if it wasn't great.

See this scene.

Ye Luo was trying to be humble.

But suddenly.

Ye Luo seemed to sense something, and looked at the coast suddenly.

At the same time, several disciples who had reached the Mahayana state also stood up...

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