Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

After hearing Zhu Qincang's words, Master Chixiao, who had been closing his eyes and trying his best to maintain the formation, slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at Zhao Mu, who was standing in the air outside the formation, with a smile on his tired face.

"Yes, Taoist Wan Yu came back too soon. If he comes back two days later, our Zhoutian Xingdou Formation will probably be completely destroyed."

The mana that Master Chi Xiao was operating at full strength suddenly shrank a bit, and the power of the Zhoutian Star Formation also dropped a bit.

But at this time, the demon sect's filthy spirit-destroying formation was still operating at full capacity.

By doing this, Master Chixiao took the initiative to lower the defensive capabilities of the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation.

It seems that he has great confidence in Zhao Mu, believing that since Zhao Mu has arrived, the crisis in Ziwei Dao Sect can be resolved.

Therefore, there is no need for the Zhoutian Xingdou Grand Formation to continue operating at full capacity.

As for the actions of Master Chi Xiao, Zhu Qin Cang and other elders and disciples of Ziwei Dao Sect had no objections.

Everyone took this opportunity to slowly recover their lost mana.

Outside the formation.

Zhao Mu has arrived above Ziwei Mountain.

The three demon leaders immediately flashed and surrounded Zhao Mu.

Li Wumu snorted coldly: "I asked you to take a detour, but you still moved forward. You really don't know how to live or die. Why, you are also from the Ziwei Dao Sect?"

"So be it."

Zhao Mu smiled lightly and said: "The Thirteen Demon Leaders of the Demon Sect are famous in the world of immortality. I thought they were truly powerful people, but when I saw them today, you really disappointed me."

"Stinky Taoist, what do you mean?"

Li Wumu was furious.

The status of the Thirteen Demon Leaders is that they are famous and powerful not only within the Demon Cult, but also in the entire world of immortal cultivation.

As a result, as soon as they met, the Taoist priest in front of him expressed contempt, which made the hot-tempered Li Wumu explode.

"The literal meaning, why, can't you understand it?"

Zhao Mu ignored the three people at all, and instead looked at the Evil Spirit-Destroying Formation below.

He was quite interested in this formation, which was specifically designed to restrain the righteous magic weapon.

However, his contemptuous attitude further angered Li Wumu.

"Stinky Taoist, since you became the Thirteen Devils, you are still the first person who dares to look down on me so much. No matter whether you have anything to do with Ziwei Dao Sect or not today, there is no need to leave. Leave your life to me."

Li Wumu's tone was solemn, and he suddenly raised his right hand, and his palm turned into white bones.

He had a sinister look on his face, and his bone-white palm dug directly into Zhao Mu's heart at an extremely fast speed.

This is the upper-level skill of the Demon Sect, the "White Bone Dharma". Li Wumu has practiced it to a very advanced level and can change the shape of any part of himself at will.

The power of the "White Bone Dharma" is very overbearing. Once it turns into white bones, it can make the physical body as strong as a magic weapon.

Therefore, Li Wumu, who practices "White Bone Dharma", rarely uses magic weapons in normal battles, because his own body is the most powerful magic weapon.

If ordinary monks faced him, even if they were both at the twelfth level of the Sage Realm, they would not dare to confront him head-on.

Otherwise, his "White Bone Dharma" can dig a hole in your body with just one paw.

But at this moment, facing Li Wumu's bone-white claws, Zhao Mu did not dodge, as if he was preparing to resist with his body.

"Is this Taoist priest stupid? He actually dares to fight against the "White Bone Dharma" with his body?" Li Wushui said mockingly.

"Hmph, I thought a master was coming, but I didn't expect that the one who came was actually a fool. Just because he wants to save the Ziweidaomen?"

Li Wuguang also sneered.

At this moment, Li Wumu's bone-white claws had touched Zhao Mu's heart.

boom!

Unexpectedly, Zhao Mu's heart did not have a bloody hole dug out as they expected, but instead made a muffled sound.

It sounded like a hammer hitting the ground, without causing any substantial damage at all.

Zhao Mu's heart was intact as before.

"What, how is this possible?"

Li Wumu's eyes widened in disbelief, obviously not expecting that his bone claws had no effect.

Li Wuguang and Li Wushui also opened their eyes in shock.

This was the first time they had seen someone who could physically carry the "White Bone Dharma".

The physical strength of the Taoist priest in front of them seemed to far exceed their imagination.

Is this guy really a human race?

Zhao Mu finally turned around.

He flicked the clothes on his chest with his hands, as if flicking away a tiny speck of dust.

"Haha, is this the attack of the thirteen powerful demon heads? It seems a bit inappropriate!"

"It seems that what Pindao said just now is right. The thirteen demon heads who are famous in the world of immortality are indeed nothing more than that."

Zhao Mu smiled contemptuously.

"Stinky Taoist priest, you are too arrogant!"

The faces of the three demon leaders were gloomy, and Li Wumu, who had a hot temper, roared angrily.

"You don't need to comment on the strength of my thirteen demon heads. Do you really think you can look down on my thirteen demon heads by blocking one of my moves?"

Li Wumu snorted coldly: "Today, I will let you know that the reputation of my Thirteen Demon Heads is not something that anyone can despise. Look at my "White Bone Dharma"."

With a roar, Li Wumu's whole body suddenly expanded, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a huge white bone statue that was ten feet high.

I saw a cold light flashing in his empty eyes, and he raised the sole of his foot and stepped hard on Zhao Mu.

"Haha, you still don't believe me when I say you can't do it. It's just a skeleton. What can you do to me?"

Zhao Mu was unmoved and transformed into nine-colored glass again, resisting the opponent's attack with his tyrannical body.

He raised his hands, grabbed one of the withered toes of the White Bone Dharma Image, then turned around and threw it over his shoulder.

boom!

The White Bone Dharma Prime Minister was caught off guard and was thrown out by Zhao Mu, falling awkwardly on a mountain below.

The top of the mountain was actually smashed to pieces by him, and huge rocks rolled around.

"Li Wumu, are you okay?"

Li Wushui was startled and asked quickly.

"fine!"

Li Wumu shook his skeletal body and stood up. The light in his eyes became colder and colder: "You two, this Taoist priest's methods are indeed extraordinary. I'm afraid it will take three of us to attack him together."

"It's true that you can't drag him down. This person's cultivation is by no means an ordinary sage."

Li Wuguang narrowed his eyes slightly: "Okay, the three of us will join forces to deal with him as soon as possible. The Ziwei Dao Sect cannot delay too long, otherwise things will change if it is too late."

"Okay, I want to see if this smelly Taoist priest can resist the three of us joining forces."

Li Wushui snorted coldly.

The next moment, the three of them took action at the same time. The powerful mana directly blocked Zhao Mu's surroundings and kept squeezing inward.

"Hahaha, that's great. The three of us came together and solved it together."

Zhao Mu showed no fear and instead laughed loudly.

Suddenly, he shot out with electricity and took the initiative to meet the attacks of the three people.