Primordial God

In the Fenglong Mountain, Li Mushen did not use the Tianxuan saliva spirit grass to achieve a small achievement in the flesh, because he has the precious blood of the Black King Qi clan, which is enough for him to temper the flesh.

The thousand-year-old Tianxuan saliva spirit grass, coupled with the ten thousand-year-old Huangquan Fuxuemu, may make his body in the martial arts realm reach the realm of great achievement!

Tianxuan saliva spirit grass appeared in the busy market, like a hurricane swept the entire desert city, it only took half an hour, hundreds of martial arts experts gathered in the bustling market, full of fiery looking at the Tianxuan saliva spirit grass on the booth.

But no one bought it.

Because the Tianxuan saliva spirit grass is very precious, and at the same time it is hard to find a ring, and few of the martial artists present have a ring.

"Boy, I don't have a ring, what if I exchange it with other items?" Someone asked.

Li Mushen shook his head and refused, waiting peacefully.

A three-star martial artist wanted to exchange a mysterious weapon, but was rejected by Li Mushen. He was impatient and wanted to fight directly.

Li Mushen only made a sword, and the sword body contained 30 cauldrons of pure power and slammed into the three-star martial artist.

A sword shoots a flying martial artist!

Li Mushen took back the Dragon Execution Sword and glanced around coldly.

"Who else wants to come over and grab it, you can try it."

Suddenly, there were whispers in the crowd. I didn't expect this seemingly ordinary teenager to have such strength.

Not long after, there was a loud shout from the other side of the downtown, and a group of warriors riding a Humvee came over.

The leader is a burly young man with a black face and a rushing breath. He is an eight-star martial artist with a powerful voice!

"I bought this Sky Profound Saliva Spirit Grass."

Li Mushen raised his eyelids, looked at the young man, and said in his heart, "Mo Shantuo, the young master of Mocheng."

Mo Shantuo glanced at Li Mushen, took out a ring, threw it over, and was picked up by Li Mushen.

Li Mushen nodded and was about to give him the Tianxuan Saliva Spirit Grass.

But at this moment, only a cold voice was heard in the distance.

"Wait, I want this Sky Profound Saliva Spirit Grass."

The chilly breath permeated the entire downtown, and the crowd was separated by this chilly aura.

I saw a gloomy-looking young man walking over.

"I'll give you twenty cubic meters of Najie, and this Tianxuan saliva spirit grass belongs to me." There was no refusal in his tone.

And when the warriors in the busy city saw these two people, their expressions suddenly changed.

In the past few days, the two had fought several times in Mocheng, each time causing the death of an innocent warrior.

When everyone thought of this, they hurried back a few meters away, and could only watch from a distance.

"Zhang Yin, it's you again!" I saw Mo Shantuo's murderous aura was full of anger, and his face was full of anger like a black charcoal, "Snatch from me, don't think you're from the Xuankui Holy Land, I won't dare to deal with you! "

"Haha." Zhang Yin sneered, "Do you think Princess Mohai will fall in love with you if you give this plant of Tianxuan Saliva Spirit Grass? Don't think too much, go back and take a shower and sleep in the mirror."

"Zhang Yin, you are courting death!"

Mo Shantuo clenched his teeth tightly, his strength surged, and he wanted to kill him.

Zhang Yin snorted coldly, and at the same time burst out with the breath of an eight-star martial artist.

"Mo Shantuo, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Then he looked at Li Mushen, "Boy, give me the Heavenly Profound Saliva Spirit Grass."

Li Mushen chuckled and said to Zhang Yingyin, "Give me your confinement ring first."

After listening to Li Mushen's words, the surrounding warriors were even more shocked.

What does he mean? Do you want to sell Tianxuan Saliva Spirit Grass to Zhang Yin?

"This young man is estimated to be greedy for the 20 cubic meters of Najie." In the crowd, someone shook his head.

"People don't swallow elephants. Mo Shantuo is the young city owner of Mocheng. If he angered him, he will definitely be finished." Another warrior said.

In the downtown crowd, whispering.

Mo Shantuo stared at him and said angrily: "Boy, come first, come first, what do you mean? If you dare to give him this Sky Profound Saliva Spirit Grass, then I will kill you!"

"You're acquainted. With me here, this Mo Shantuo would never dare to kill you."

Zhang Yin nodded in satisfaction, but without speaking, he took off the Na ring between his fingers and threw it to Li Mushen.

Li Mushen took a look at the space for the receiving ring, and it was indeed a twenty cubic meter receiving ring, and two receiving rings were enough for him.

"Give me the spirit grass."

Li Mushen shook his head, and instead of throwing the Tianxuan Saliva Spirit Grass to Zhang Yin, he threw it directly to Mo Shantuo.

Mo Shantuo caught the Tianxuan saliva spirit grass, and his eyes were suspicious, "You?"

At the same time, he secretly said in his heart: "This kid, why did you give me the spirit grass, is it because you are afraid of me?"

Thinking of this, Mo Shantuo laughed.

"Isn't it sold to Zhang Yin?"

The surrounding warriors were also surprised, not knowing what Li Mushen was thinking.

Zhang Yin stared at Li Mushen sullenly, "Are you kidding me?"

"No."

"I'll give it to you, this Tianxuan Saliva Spirit Grass should be given to me." Zhang Yin gritted his teeth and said, "You think Mo Shantuo dares to kill you, but I dare not?"

The Mohai family has lived in the Huangquan Desert for generations. Although they have mastered the Huangquan Fuxuemu, because of their use for thousands of years, their younger generations have become immune to this **** wood, and they cannot make flesh through the blood wood refining. Therefore, it can only rely on other heaven and earth spirit medicine treasures.

Zhang Yin came here all the way from Xuankui Holy Land, why?

It's not just to celebrate the birthday of Princess Mohai in two days.

And this Sky Profound Saliva Spirit Grass is undoubtedly the best gift.

Similarly, there is Mo Shantuo who has such an idea.

Zhang Yin's pale face was full of coldness.

Everyone around knew that Zhang Yin was angry, and hurriedly took a few steps back, fearing that Zhang Yin's power would hurt him.

"This kid is finished." Someone shook his head.

Mo Shantuo laughed loudly, put his horse in front of Li Mushen, and said to Zhang Yingyin, "Little white face, what do you want?"

In the previous life, Li Mushen had been to Mocheng, and he naturally knew that these two characters were not good birds. Although he sold the spirit grass to Mo Shantuo, it was not necessarily that he would sincerely help.

Sure enough!

In front of Li Mushen, Mo Shantuo turned his head and said with a smile: "Boy, do you know the strength of this dark eight-star martial artist?"

Li Mushen nodded, "Very powerful."

"You can also see that he wants to kill you, and I can protect you. The premise is that I accept the ring..."

"No need." Li Mushen shook his head. As the young city owner of Mocheng, Mo Shantuo was still as shameless as in his previous life.

Mo Shantuo snorted coldly, "I want to see what confidence you have to say such a thing?"

At the same time, the people around are also curious.

Li Mushen put both the Nativity Rings on his hands, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said to Zhang Yin, "Do you want Jiu Xuan Saliva Spirit Grass?"

Zhang Yin was cold and silent.

The surrounding warriors suddenly heard exclamations, and even Mo Shantuo was shocked, only to see Li Mushen took out another plant of Tianxuan saliva from his arms, which was also a hundred years old, even more than Mo Shantuo's one. it is good!

"He actually owns more than one Sky Profound Saliva Spirit Grass?"

The people around were swallowing saliva, and many warriors had hidden greed in their eyes.

Thinking of Li Mushen's sword flying a Wu Xuan, then he must have eaten spirit grass. Does it mean that he still has a third and a fourth?

Li Mushen ignored the greedy gazes of the surrounding warriors and threw the spirit grass to Zhang Yin.

Zhang Yingyin: "Is there still Tianxuan saliva spirit grass, can I have other things in exchange with you?"

Li Mushen shook his head, "This is the last Tianxuan saliva spirit grass."

But how could anyone believe what Li Mushen said?

Mo Shantuo stared at Li Mushen, sneered, pulled the reins, drank, and left with a group of warriors.

The Tianxuan Saliva Spirit Grass has been sold, and his purpose has been achieved. Presumably, the Mohai Clan will come to him because of it.

Li Mushen put away the booth, glanced at Zhang Yin, and swaggered towards the inn.

Walking on the street, Li Mushen found at least ten warriors following him, and even Mo Shantuo sent people to follow him.

"If you want to follow, then follow."

Back at the inn, Li Mushen stayed behind closed doors, he was waiting.

The Mohai Clan is the absolute rule of the Yellow Springs Desert, and the Tianxuan Saliva Spirit Grass appeared in the Yellow Springs Desert, how could the Mohai Clan not know about it.

Would they think that they still have these Heavenly Profound Saliva Spirit Grass, a hundred years old, or even a thousand years old?

In the past few days, Wang Zifeng's life essence and blood on his body gradually dissipated. Li Mu Shen thought, if he guessed correctly, he was already on his way to the Yellow Springs Desert.

Right now, he must go to the Yellow Spring Desert as soon as possible, and then enter the ancestral land of the Shahai tribe to strengthen himself.

In the next day, Li Mushen stayed at home and continued to practice the "Suppressing the World's Immortals and Demons". The human spirit lake in his body continued to expand, and the ink dragon king at the bottom of the human spirit lake was no longer the same as the previous days. Trembling, almost back to normal.

Li Mushen will naturally not let go of the ancient immortal arts of the Black Dragon King, and why the Black Dragon King is so afraid, he also has to figure out.

During the day, Li Mushen comprehends the treasure pattern in his arms and the Book of Origin, and at night he meditates.

On the second day, Mo Shantuo came to this inn and found Li Mushen directly.

Mo Shantuo laughed, his face as black as ever, "Little brother, are you interested in going to the Mohai Clan?"

Li Mushen knew that tomorrow would be the birthday of Princess Mohai of the Mohai tribe, and the major forces that had a good relationship with the Mohai tribe would send people to celebrate.

But who knows, on the birthday of Princess Mohai, it will be the destruction of the Mohai clan.

The blood stained the yellow sand, the blood spirit was born, and the ancient inheritance was opened!

Li Mushen shook his head and refused, the weasel greeted the chicken for the New Year, what kind of heart can he be at ease?

Although he was going to the Mohai Clan, he would not go with Mo Shantuo.

Seeing Li Mushen's rejection, Mo Shantuo still laughed, but deep in his eyes, there was a ruthless gleam.

He left directly, and ordered people to hide outside the inn, watching Li Mushen well.

As soon as Li Mushen leaves Mocheng, he will kill him directly to see if there is still Tianxuan saliva spirit grass on him.

With such an idea, it is not only Mo Shantuo alone, but at least half of the martial artists in Mocheng have their eyes on Li Mushen.

Not all martial artists can achieve a small physical body. Many six-star and seven-star martial artists have not reached the realm of the physical body. It is conceivable that Tianxuan saliva spirit grass has a great temptation for martial arts.

Not long after Mo Shantuo left, a man with golden complexion came to the inn.

This is a Mohai tribe.

He heard that someone was exchanging the body-refining spirit grass in the downtown area. His purpose was very simple.