The Eldest Martial Sister Gave Up Treatment

His hand was grabbed by a woman whose abdomen had been cut open.

The face seemed familiar, but that didn't matter.

He's going to run away.

He wanted to get out of the siege quickly.

He knocked down the woman with one punch, and ran along the bleakest part of the white light.

There were many women without arms and legs that rushed towards him, but none of those people could stop him.

a while.

Mu Yisheng saw a hole.

There is the exit.

Yes.

When the white light faded, Mu Yisheng was pleasantly surprised to find himself back in the bamboo forest.

But he wasn't happy for long.

The bamboo forest is still there, but the mountains and caves are all gone.

Standing in front of him was Bai Lian whose body was wrapped in white flames, and there were countless "sparks" floating behind Bai Lian.

This... is this a born saint?

Mu Yisheng took a step back unconsciously.

He roared: "If you want to kill me, it's impossible!"

Yan Xiyi 500 years ago can't do it, neither can Bai Lian 500 years later!

His hysterical look resembled a mad hyena.

"Yin Yuan has no life mirror!"

Mu Yisheng raised his hand and shouted.

To his surprise, the mirror around his neck didn't move.

what happened?

Mu Yisheng grabbed the frame with both hands, but he couldn't take it off after breaking it for a long time.

At this moment, his magic weapon became the collar that bound him.

"Humph."

Bai Lian snorted coldly.

She wanted to say that Mu Yisheng was like a dog, but she felt that this insulted the dog.

Aren't dogs cute?

At least the dog won't lose his humanity by cultivating immortality like Mu Yisheng!

"Do you know." Bai Lian said in a cold voice, "Those souls are the purest mirrors, what kind of person can see what kind of self in the mirror. How ugly you are, the things you see are as ugly as they are. , hatred, fear... it's all yours."

Mu Yisheng was breathing heavily.

Bai Lian continued: "Xiu Xian is also known as Cultivation. If the true self that I cultivate is like yours, then it's fine if this Xian doesn't cultivate!"

Mu Yisheng laughed heartily.

so what?

He is a demon cultivator, and no taboos are his pursuit.

There are thousands of ways in the world, and he only wants to be able to become an immortal and be an ancestor.

The real me who can't become an immortal is useless!

He looked at Bai Lian without fear.

It's ok.

"Even if there is no Yin Yuan Lifeless Mirror, I can kill you!"

"People like you..."

Bai Lian took a step forward.

She remembered the plot of the game.

Even in the best line, the head of Qin Yufeng died in the hands of Mu Yisheng, and more ordinary disciples died in the aftermath of the battle.

In the worst line, most of the people in Duxianmen died due to this service, and Yan Yue was also seriously injured, so that the realm declined, and there was no hope of ascending to immortality.

Whether it was for the breath she had held when she played games in her previous life, or for the woman who was floating beside her to help her survive the calamity, she couldn't let Mu Yisheng go.

Use special effects punches on him!

In the anger, Bai Lian's fists were wrapped in the dense mist, and the mist seemed to hide the dazzling galaxy.

She punched.

It seemed slow, but Mu Yisheng had nowhere to hide.

At that moment, when the fist with Xing He landed heavily on Mu Yisheng's chest, the second half of Bai Lian's words also came out.

"It's more appropriate to be dead!"

boom!

The rays of the sun are shining, and the galaxy trembles.

Even the people of Bai Guang were shocked.

"Damn things!"

They saw Mu Yisheng greeted him angrily.

What about born saints?

What about the reincarnated Xingjun?

What about the strong in the fusion period.

Those who stand in his way will all die!

Bang bang bang.

Mu Yisheng madly punched Bai Lian.

One, two, three...

Fist Jin distorted the white light.

It was just that the madness of beating Mu Yisheng faded away.

He was actually suppressed!

Snapped.

The arm cracked and blood flowed.

Snapped.

The shoulders fell off and the arms were like mud.

Snapped.

The chest collapsed, the heart and lungs shattered.

"how is this possible?"

Mu Yisheng shook his head desperately.

If Bai Lian was so powerful, how could he be restrained by his Yin Yuan Lifeless Mirror as soon as he came up.

Fake, all fake!

"idiot!"

Bai Lian smashed Mu Yisheng's head with a punch, but soon the head returned to its original shape.

Although she has broken through to the God Transformation stage, she can also fight against ordinary late stage immortal cultivators.

The reason why she was able to suppress Mu Yisheng was not because she was powerful, but because she was not fighting alone.

She is not alone!

There are still 100,000 pure souls behind her!

When these souls burst out with their own power, even the violent Yin Yuan

The mirror spirit can be torn apart, let alone suppress Mu Yisheng.

"I can't die, I haven't gotten my revenge yet."

Mu Yisheng panicked.

He fled to the left, only to meet Si Yunshang, who was killing like rain.

After several fights, he hurriedly fled to the right again, this time the grumpy Yu Xinghan was blocking the way.

"I said I'm going to kill you!"

Mu Yisheng, who was hit hard, fled to the Marquis of Wu'an in panic.

"Let me go!"

he growled.

The Marquis of Wu'an shook his head expressionlessly.

Times have changed.

Mu Yisheng scolded: "Bitch, didn't you say you came to help me?"

The Marquis of Wu'an shouted with a cold face: "Evil, Hugh