Gao Wu: Returning from the Tomb of Gods, I am invincible!

"Li Mu..."

Gao Zhixiang looked at him.

Talk to yourself softly.

Chewing the name slowly.

He seemed to be smiling, and there seemed to be a few traces of sadness between his eyebrows.

But Li Mu just looked at him calmly.

Silent.

"South Vietnam is neither a big nor a small place."

"But Mujingcheng is indeed a bit small."

Gao Zhixiang looked at Li Mu and seemed to have something else to say.

Li Mu calmly asked:

"Didn't City Lord Gao invite me to the banquet?"

Gao Zhixiang smiled and raised his hand in greeting.

"Haha, I'm rude."

"this way please."

The two took their seats.

Gao Zhixiang snapped his fingers.

The service staff began to serve the dishes.

Not long after, a round table was filled with a dazzling array of dishes.

There are also bottles of wine.

Wait for others to disperse.

Gao Zhixiang remained silent and looked at Li Mu without moving his chopsticks.

"You are welcome."

Li Mu nodded calmly and moved his chopsticks directly.

I'm not afraid of anything wrong with these foods.

If you are really planning something against yourself, there is no need to go to such trouble.

Of course, the more important thing is.

Even if it is really poisonous, it is within the operation of "Swallowing the Sky and Devouring the Earth".

It’s nothing more than nutrients.

I have to say that the dishes at Shanzhenlou taste really good.

What is rare is that the energy contained in the meat is not reduced by cooking with white fungus.

After a long time, Gao Zhixiang suddenly said:

"Li Mu, I want to know everything that happened in Qianzhong Mountain."

"You should know better than me."

Li Mu had no expression on his face, minding his own food.

"I think it's best for you to answer my question head-on."

Gao Zhixiang's expression suddenly darkened.

"if not?"

Li Mu put down his chopsticks and looked at him.

"otherwise……"

Gao Zhixiang's voice became a little cold.

But suddenly stopped.

Just because a hand patted his shoulder.

An old hand with loose skin covered with age spots.

An old man appeared out of nowhere.

Very thin, like skin and bones.

It looks like dry bones in a tomb.

Also wearing a black headscarf.

See this person.

Gao Zhixiang's expression suddenly became more serious.

"Elder Li."

"Don't be too impulsive, don't act like a young man."

The old man smiled and patted his shoulder.

Just sit down next to Li Mu:

"Young man, do you think so?"

Li Mu's shrunken pupils have not yet recovered.

He didn't even notice where this old man came from!

Vaguely, a premonition told him.

This old man is much more terrifying than Gao Zhixiang!

It’s not a level or level of existence at all!

Even, maybe it is close to the level of the King of Thousand Mountains!

Twelve grades!

"Young man, don't be nervous. I don't mean any harm. You can call me Mr. Li."

The old man spoke with a smile, which seemed to be somewhat kind.

Li Mu said nothing.

no offence?

Just listen.

"Those things that started in Qianzhong Mountain."

"We do know some."

"The so-called secret hideout of the Witch God is just a trap set by the Barbarian Witch Cult."

"It's a pity we found out too late."

"I failed to stop those strong South Vietnamese, and their sacrifices were in vain."

"This is indeed the fault of our Witch God Cult..."

"You can be more straightforward."

Li Muchu suddenly said:

"What do you want."

The old man has not yet responded.

Gao Zhixiang warned in a deep voice:

"Li Mu, I don't know if anyone has taught you."

"But I have to warn you."

"For the strong."

"You should maintain the most basic respect."

A trend.

Vaguely spreading from Gao Zhixiang's whole body.

Erratic and vast.

Just a few faint wisps seemed to make the air much heavier.

On the tabletop, some dishes and chopsticks were vibrating, making crisp collision sounds.

Li Mu was expressionless.

Looking at him calmly:

"The prerequisite is a strong person with no ill intentions."

If you have bad intentions, respect or not doesn't matter.

It's impossible for malice to dissipate just because of respect.

Gao Zhixiang smiled ferociously: "Very good, you don't think we won't dare to touch you if you have a martial arts master."

Its power instantly became rich and heavy several times.

Go straight towards Li Mu.

"Xiao Gao, sit down."

The old man suddenly spoke.

The heavy momentum in the air dissipated instantly.

Leave no trace.

"Young man, you are still very young."

The old man looked at Li Mu.

The voice was still unhurried.

"I'm not afraid to tell you the truth."

"For that ancient god, our Witch God Sect has been making arrangements for a long time."

"But the end result was somewhat unsatisfactory."

"Can you understand?"

"A lot of preparation went into it."

"In the end, it was all for naught. It was used as a wedding dress for others."

"Of course, so what you want is the god himself?"

Li Mu narrowed his eyes slightly.

This is indeed somewhat unexpected.

But it's not that unexpected.

Apart from "gods", what else is worthy of the Witch God Cult spending so much time on?

Think carefully.

The resurrection of "Qi" is probably fueled by the Witch God Cult.

And the Barbarian Witch Cult has completely become a pawn!

Even if the "deed" is successfully resurrected in the end and escapes Qianzhong Mountain, I'm afraid it will end up falling into the hands of the Witch God Sect!

However, the "contract" between himself and the King of Thousand Layers of Mountain failed.

This also led to the failure of the Witch God Sect's plan.

In other words,

In fact, it was one's own reasons that caused the "deed" to fail.

If he were not in the Qianzhong Mountains, the King of the Qianzhong Mountains would definitely not be able to keep the contract.

They may even be counterattacked.

It is impossible that the Witch God Cult did not factor in the King of Thousand Layers of Mountains.

The only variable is that he suddenly appears in Qianzhong Mountain!

But why does the Witch God Sect want a contract?

Want a god...

Just a moment of thought.

His heart couldn't help but feel a lot heavier.

"If I'm not wrong, the ancient god's consciousness should still be in your mind."

"I don't know why He gave up and chose to lie dormant."

"but."

"Young man, don't think you can really defeat a god."

"He is just lurking in your mind."

"At some point, he's bound to come back to life again."

"When the time comes, do you really think you can resist?"

The old man's voice slowly sounded.

The look deep in Li Mu's eyes became heavier and heavier.

The old man's words reminded him.

Did he really defeat "Qi"?

Logically speaking, His consciousness has been split in two by himself.

Some of them were even eaten by themselves.

He really should have no chance at all.

His consciousness has dissipated, and what remains is only the characteristics of his consciousness, without any subjective consciousness dominating it.

but,

The question is, is that really the case?

He is a god after all.

No one knows the truth behind "God's" methods.

"do you know."

"Actually, we in the Witch God Cult have good intentions toward you."

"That's been the case from the beginning."

"You just have to give us His consciousness."

"You will still be a guest of my Witch God Cult from now on."

"Qingyue is still yours."

"Speaking of which, she is already waiting for you in Hailong City and has prepared a gift for you."

"All it takes is that you hand over His consciousness."

"Everything is easy to talk about and discuss."

The old man smiled and taught.

It seemed as if he was really doing good for Li Mu.