Predecessors all over the world

Liansheng's disappearance was as sudden as his appearance. Before others could react, everything was over.

Mu Tianguang hugged Yin Miaomiao, confirming that she was just unconscious due to soul damage. After she was not in danger of life, she immediately returned to the battlefield to clean up the zombies and bones that were in trouble.

With his joining, the battle situation was cleaned up in less than half an hour, and no demon cultivator could escape.

Li Xintong looked around: "The Universe Mirror has not changed, it seems that there are still demon cultivators who have not died."

"We killed a total of ten demon cultivators." Wang Cuo, who joined halfway, reported on the situation.

Lu Qianqiu calculated by counting: "We killed about thirty-five of them. Including the guys that the skeleton and Uncle Mu dealt with, there should be three fish that missed the net."

"Miaomiao killed three before coming." Mu Tianguang frowned slightly.

Everyone looked at each other: "Isn't that a fifty-odd number already? Is there anyone here who is pretending to die?"

There are many ways to save your life. Although the examples of being able to be resurrected after being extinguished, it is not impossible. In particular, the magic cultivator's skills are very special. Perhaps it is unknown what saved his life.

Yue Bufan suggested: "Let's cut off the head of the demon cultivator."

"Okay." No one responded.

Mu Tianguang glanced at the blood-clothed demon cultivator who was killed by him in the distance. He felt a little uneasy. After thinking about it, he placed Yin Miaomiao and other injured people together, and instructed the female cultivators of Danxin Sect to take care of him. He planned to go.

Check out the enemy's corpses.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoists." Those who can be selected to enter the Qiankun Mirror are all people with strong and upright nature. Even if they are in a bit complicated, they will complete the task conscientiously.

Mu Tianguang was about to repent, and the ominous feeling in his heart became even stronger, and his hair stood up, as if there was a great danger coming: "You guys leave here immediately."

"Uncle Mu?" Everyone looked at him in surprise.

He said in a deep voice: "Go away quickly, something is wrong."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground vibrated violently, the mountains were shaking, and it started to rain stones in a short while.

Mu Tianguang's muscles were tight and he didn't think too much. He threw out a magic weapon with his backhand. It rotated and became larger in mid-air, and quickly turned into a three-story small tower, falling heavily on the ground.

"Vajra Tower?" A disciple of Guiyuan Sect blurted out its name. This is one of the famous magic weapons of Zhao Yuanshan of Qianmen, which can withstand the attack of the third-dimensional Yuanying True Lord.

Mu Tianguang picked up Yin Miaomiao and said concisely: "Enter!"

Everyone rushed into the tower.

Almost at the same time, the blood-clothed demon cultivator's body began to move, and bones rushed to drill out the muscles, and the head was stained with unsolidified blood, which was terrifying. What's even more strange is that this skeleton seemed to have life.

, he actually "sitted" straight up like this, no different from others, staring at the Vajra Tower with black eyes, the demonic energy mixed with blood and energy, and the momentum was amazing.

"No wonder it's called Bone Erosion Mountain, it's so incredible..." Lu Qianqiu murmured to himself.

"Haha, kill my adopted son, do you still want to leave here alive?" The skeleton's voice was actually from Zhenjun Juesha, which made people feel cold in their hearts.

The monks in the tower all had blood on their faces: "What should I do now?"

The Yuanying True Lord wants to deal with the Jindan monk, which is really a matter of moving his fingers. No matter how many people there are, no matter how clever the plan is, it is useless.

It can be said that the gap between foundation building and golden elixir is ten, so there are hundreds of gaps between golden elixir and nascent infancy!

If it weren't for this, how could the Yuanying True Lords in the Fourteen Continents be so few? Even the three major sects are only about ten people?

True Lord Juesha did not give them a chance to breathe, and immediately launched an attack.

The black and red airflow whistled, like a tornado passing through. Wherever it passed, the rocks collapsed into powder, and deep gullies appeared on the ground, and they came to the tower like a bamboo.

The Vajra Tower felt this extraordinary force, and a bright light flashed, the tower body shook slightly, but it firmly took the move of Zhenjun Juesha.

"This should not be the true strength of the True Lord Juesha." Lu Qianqiu felt a little relieved, "The Vajra Tower should be able to stop it."

Li Xintong frowned and said, "What's the use of being able to block it? If he doesn't die, we can't get out."

Mu Tianguang said lightly: "Wait for a while, I'll go deal with him."

"But Uncle Master, your wound..." The person next to him wanted to speak but stopped. The bloody smell on Mu Tianguang's body was astonishingly strong, and there was still undry blood dripping on the corner of his clothes, gathering into a light red on the ground.

Water stains.

He didn't explain much, took out the jade bottle, took two pills, and found a secluded place to meditate and adjust his breathing. The others looked at each other, and the people who could persuade him were unconscious. Now no one could do anything to him, so he could only obey him.

, they also sat down and adjusted their breathing, striving to restore some strength as soon as possible.

Outside, Master Juesha also noticed the tricky part of the Vajra Tower, but he did not intend to stop. It was just a magic weapon, just destroying it.

This shows the pride and confidence of the Nascent Soul monk.

boom!

The second time, the Vajra Tower still resisted, but the light was obviously much dimmed.

Sweat beads emerged from Lu Qianqiu's forehead and murmured: "I remember Master Zhao's Vajra Tower can resist the attack of the Yuanying True Lord three times, and the killing of the True Lord is not the original, but should be able to resist the five times."

Bang! The third time.

The eaves on the tower began to break, the hanging bells exploded, and the fragments fell down in a sensation.

These sounds awakened Yin Miaomiao. She struggled to open her eyelids and found that her consciousness was a little blurred and her body was not in control. It was also very difficult to speak: "What, why..."

Mu Tianguang immediately walked over and held her hand: "How are you?"

The lip and tongue were difficult to move, and she did not answer his questions and insisted on asking: "Outside..."

Mu Tianguang hesitated for a moment and told the truth: "It should be Jue Sha's clone."

This answer did not surprise Yin Miaomiao too much. She said with difficulty: "My hairpin, sword energy, master..."

Mu Tianguang was stunned for a moment and pulled out the white jade hairpin that she tied her hair: "Is this?"

She nodded.

He said, "I understand."

The tower shook again, and the fourth time went on.

Mu Tianguang did not wait any longer and jumped out - he couldn't wait until the fifth time. If he missed, the Vajra Tower could provide another blessing to other disciples.

"Finally dare to come out?" Zhenjun Jue Sha sneered, without saying much nonsense, and raised his hand high.

In the air, a huge bone claw composed of demonic energy condensed and appeared, covering the light of Mutian with the aura of Mount Tai.

He was already seriously injured and was under pressure from the Nascent Soul stage cultivation level. His chest was filled with blood, and blood could not be stopped from the corners of his mouth. However, he was unmoved and held the snow sword in his hand tightly.

, and tried his best to use his strongest sword move.

The wind roared and the snow was scattered.

Zhenjun Juesha showed disdain and waved his hand to press it down. The raging wind and snow were held by the bone claws, frozen inch by inch, and it was actually curbed a few feet away.

At this moment, Mu Tianguang inspired the sword energy on the white jade hairpin.

In the past, he rarely heard of Ren Wuwei's name, only knew that he was a sword cultivator. However, he was unknown in the past and did not have a reputation after he became a baby, as if he was a person who was completely unattainable.

Until now.

Ren Wuwei's sword energy was like his man, without any fancy parts, without blood, light, silent, but... so powerful that it was terrible.

True Lord Juesha's expression changed suddenly and he had to use all his strength to resist.

When the bone claw touches the first sword energy, it instantly dissipates invisible.

Without giving him a chance to react, the second sword energy followed one after another.

True Lord Juesha knows that it is not good, so he avoids it.

Too late.

The sword energy hit a rib on his chest.

Then, the other bones seemed to have lost their vitality and were blown into dust by the wind, drifting away like smoke.

The devil cultivator's flying boat.

True Lord Juesha spit out blood and his eyes were so angry: "Damn it! I almost succeeded!!"

He pulled out one of his ribs for his adopted son and sent out the most powerful bone slave. Unexpectedly, both of them fell into the Qiankun Mirror. It would be fine, even his clone failed. In the end, that

Whose sword energy belongs to? This is definitely not the power that a Jindan monk can have. Which guy in the Taoist cultivation?

His face was gloomy.

Outside the window, the Qiankun Mirror burst out with bright light, and several figures flashed - the game ended, and the people inside were about to be teleported out.

"Prepare to do it." He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and sent a voice to the entire flying boat, "No need to show mercy!"

Haha, he brought so many people here, not just to have a fair competition with Dao Xiu.

The movement of the Qiankun Mirror also attracted the attention of Dao Xiu.

Yun Lian's reaction was quick: "The junior sister is back."

Before he finished speaking, the man had already flew out of the flying boat and rushed to the mirror of the universe. At the same time, the people from the demon cultivator also initiated the entry into the palace. Countless demon crows came out in full swing, surrounding him and the people who were teleported out.

It was like taking advantage of the moment when Dao Xiu was happy and relaxed to launch a sneak attack.

Yun Lan's body shattered like glass, turning into countless butterflies.

The next second, the demon crow that was charging forward was torn apart by the sword energy at the same time, and it disappeared in an instant.

When Zhaotian Zhenjun saw this, he was stunned: "It has made great progress compared to the Fengyun Club... It's not right..." He remembered that when Fengyun Club, Yunlian gave Su Wei, so he had

Some strength is unknown to outsiders.

This is the "Sitting and Forgetful Art", which is with the light and dust, and forgets things and me. It is known as the closest mental method to ascension.

As he thought, he waved his sleeve and a huge palm appeared out of thin air, holding the disciples teleported out of nowhere. He swept his spiritual sense and there were more than 30 people, and he felt very comforted.

Seeing butterflies gathered again, Yun Lian had already taken Yin Miaomiao into his arms: "Junior sister."

"Teacher...Brother..." Yin Miaomiao pulled the corners of his lips, "I'm fine."

Yun Lian didn't care about the coming demon cultivator and took her back to Feizhou: "Master."

Ren Wuwei immediately came over and checked her: "It turns out that the soul is damaged. Okay, don't talk. Your soul is weak, and your control over your body will decrease. Save it." He stopped and said impatiently,

"Don't worry about anything. Let your senior brother rest with you. The next thing is our business."

Yin Miaomiao smiled slightly, nodded, and fell asleep in an instant.

Ren Wuwei looked at the battle situation outside with his hands behind his back. The demon cultivator indeed launched an attack. Zhaotian Zhenjun and the leader of the Kun sect both joined the battle situation and fought with the people from the demon cultivator.

There is not only one Nascent Soul in Juesha's bone-eating mountain, but also two elders, and he is fighting hard to part with.

Feng Wu from Wanshui Pavilion did not interfere, just helped to send the disciples who participated in the competition back to Feizhou. It seemed that everyone was seriously injured, and even Mu Tianguang was seriously injured and fell into a coma.

"I asked me to find those two last time, where can I find them?" He sighed, but his spiritual sense firmly locked the other party's flying boat, and did not let go of any suspicious points.

The author has something to say: Don’t guess. Mu Tianguang and Miaomiao still have a lot of scenes. They won’t break up so quickly, and the breakup will definitely not be because of jealousy or something. After all, they are monks.

And, Master is really strong...

See you tomorrow