Transcending the Nine Heavens

Always cheeky people, at this moment, it's like a good child queuing up to watch a movie to buy tickets... a face blue and white.

Now, even if you really want to go, if you don't go to the Grand Prix, you can't: if people say that you leave at this time, you have ghosts in your heart!... that would make death even more unjust.

Register your profile honestly and enter the city.

When entering the inn, I felt even more different: every innkeeper is like a grandson, wary of asking guests to register; almost knocking and rolling will also let guests register their profile...

Because there's an order up there.

The inn is open all night, don't close the door, but if someone finds a mole in the inn, you're in bad luck, same crime!

Unless you are completely clear when registering...

Anyway, we all have proof of identity, and no one can fake it.

This gives the owners of a dry inn in the Imperial City the heart to hang.

Business is so hard to do, don't close the door, and take the risk of killing your head...

I really can't get through this! - That's what every innkeeper thinks.

Many innkeepers would rather close their doors than keep opening stores if they weren't afraid to get more unnecessary suspicions!

Over the next few days, the saints' hierarchy of the mighty, like a tidal wave, swept over the entire Imperial City, and surrounded by 3,000 miles!

This is definitely a huge drain!

Eighteen saints, eighteen directions! - Such a vast area can never be well cared for by one person's strength alone. Of course, if you drive to the level of master of the Nuan Ten, you can never be well cared for. But who can drive and who dares drive the strong after the Nine Kings?

In this regard, Mo Tianjin felt helpless, but had no choice but to stick to the top of his scalp.

He must ensure that no one can sneak into the Emperor silently and without his knowledge!

With such a saintly level of strength, the uncertainty of God does not overshadow, so long as you are not super strong at the level of the Ninth Emperor, you will surely not be able to infiltrate silently.

In this regard, Mo has tried, even the two kings of calligraphy and painting cannot sneak in, in other words, such a tight blockade of the defense line cannot be done even by the super strong of the 7-star guard level!

If the Holy King is still high enough to send a master of the rank of the Ninth Emperor to make a clandestine mess, Mo Tianjin will also admit it.

What to do, in the river and lake, the super strong who can reach the level of Jiujun 1, such a figure is definitely Phoenix Maorin horn.

Without employing the power of the masters who clearly belong to him, and finding such a figure in the rivers and lakes, the Holy King can only show that the number of sections of the Holy King is too high, the number of cards is too high, the absolute power gap between the two sides is too wide, it is not a crime of war.

It doesn't matter if you think so.

But on the contrary, if the Holy King does not have such power, he must behave!

Mo Tianju decided to bet on this, but he believed in the strength of the ranks of the Nine Emperors. In the Nine Heavens, it was not a great cabbage, even the Holy King did not have such a strong chip!

Even if it did, it wouldn't necessarily have to be sacrificed to fight!

Mo Tian Machine's face was calm, but his heart was actually biting his teeth.

Countless people entered the Imperial City like a tidal wave.

And then more and more people came in, and everyone, because of the front car, registered honestly, and then went into the city.

Even though he is a master at the saint level, he is no exception.

There was also a junior saint who wanted to make an exception, but was eventually beaten to death on the spot. The Kimo and Rock enemies in charge of this piece were the first to strike out, directly scrapped the dead and alive guy, then stripped naked and hung high on the flagpole!

Levy!

Both laughed in their hearts: Mo is now missing someone with enough credentials to use Leviticus, and this guy comes out. I see it's bad luck, so make it bad luck!

Not only Mo Tianjin, but even Kimo and Rock's enemies know that this guy is really innocent: it looks like he didn't come up like this to mess up and expose the trail himself!

But even though innocent, I'm sorry, and under Mo Tianjin's plan, it was the most tragic victim —— who made him the head bird?

Naked and hung high. His fluttering hair was brushed up quite smoothly. His head, lifted high, a face, was so face-to-face with everyone!

His cultivation has been abandoned, even if he wants to commit suicide.

It can only be so passively punished and humiliated.

Time is urgent, and Mo Tianjin can only use such extreme means of destiny.

Including the tens of thousands of people who had previously refused to register to be killed - several outside the gates of the city, there was a similar group, which, taken together, amounted to tens of thousands!

These people, who believe that the vast majority of them are also innocent, are not real traitors.

But Mo now doesn't care if they're innocent, what he needs is direct and bloody means! As a warning to the whole world, no one will ever make it again!

The same plan, if implemented in Chuyang, might be implemented in a relatively soft way.

But in Mo's hands, it's always so direct, bloody, brutal.

But it's blood, simple and effective!

Mo Tianqi doesn't care about cursing names; all he wants is the result, just the safety of the Grand Prix!

Thirty-seven thousand lives, a saint hung naked, at such cruel cost, in exchange for the present order.

These, in the eyes of the vast majority of people, are too much!

But in Mo's view, it's worth it!

In his heart: at a time like this, if you have the guts to jump out, then, there is a way to take it out!

Why doesn't anybody jump out, you're the only one out?

Since you think you're such a dick, you've done a lot of similar things in the past...

You have to pay the price to pretend to be a cowboy, so you're going to blame! Mo Tianqiao killed the mind reasonably.

“So everything we do now is on behalf of Skywalk! Nice kill. Nice kill! You deserve it! I have avenged countless innocent people who have died in their hands - because they have also finally died innocently!” Mo Tianju drew a noble conclusion about his atrocities.

Almost all those who heard it collapsed; men even had cramps in their eggs, and women had almost identical periods when they heard it.

Although you had to do it for the big picture, it was also brutal after all...

I can't believe I can find such a moral reason to live for my people...

Shameless!

The so-called disgrace is invincible. Obviously, Mo Tianjin has reached such a point!

Hu Liao stood in front of Jonghua City and couldn't help but sigh as he watched the city head hunt with the flag.

Or, once it's in there, it doesn't have to come out, does it?

I don't know, and how many of them in general will survive?

But in any case, since childhood, I have never had a chance to repay you, and this is the time to repay you.

Shaking his head, he walked slowly to the city registry office, waving his white hair cool. Between the waist, a broken knife sheath,

“Out of bounds?” The registered official questioned: “Is that your real name? Are you sure about that? ”

The dusk old man blinked for a moment and honestly said: "Yes. ”

Thus, the Registrar honestly recorded the name along with the follow-up information, but did not notice that several people behind him had changed their faces almost at the same time when they heard the name.

Until one of them first placed the information on the focused surveillance list and presented it on a case-by-case basis, watching the shadow enter the city gate.

Unreturned, Junior Saint, Knife Saint.

This person is a famous, mysterious and unpredictable solo knife, solo traveler, no one knows where he came from, no one knows where he went, he does not ask right or wrong, but by his own taste.

Among the relevant concerns laid out by Mo Tianjin, especially these people, require focused attention.

……

Wu Yun, after a journey of thousands of miles, finally arrived in Jonghua City, facing the city he had visited countless times, but for the first time felt strange and sincerely strange.

The reason is no one else, just because this heaven and earth has been replaced by a new master.

And it is by the order of his master that he, too, has no other purpose, which is to do his utmost to make that Xie Dan Qiong, even if he has become Emperor, gray face and sweep the wind.

However, it is conceivable how dangerous this mission will be.

The likelihood of returning alive is minimal, regardless of whether the task is ultimately accomplished or not.

But you can't stop coming.

First to repay grace, but second to restrain.

When Wu Yun walked into the gate, he also asked himself: How many people like himself are there in this world?

Or not a lot, but not a lot, right?

He shook his head and grinned.

He really doesn't know how to answer that question!

The place you come out of is a mysterious place, a hill; for a million and a half years, you've come out of it with millions of masters, but no one in the world has ever known where that place is.

No one in the river or lake knows about this nobody. Just silence exists, and every year, a lot of kids get in there; every year, a lot of killers throw up!

Every year, the number of children admitted there exceeds at least 100,000; however, the number of people who can get out of it does not exceed 3,000 every year.

The other 97,000 people, they don't know where they're going.

Until… one time I accidentally walked into that mountain, I was surprised to find out about it.

Wu Yun will never forget that day.

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< Tomorrow the leaders of the Grand Games Department will come to me... I will work overtime tonight; report to everyone in advance. >