The Evil God Emperor is In the City

At every turn, he is over a hundred years old. For cultivators, Shouyuan is far longer than ordinary people. When he is used to seeing life and death parting, his family affection will fade away.

Therefore, the great-grandson Wang Zhuo did not make Wang Mengfu feel the pain.

He cares more about "Da Zong Yan Fa"

Ge Mu admitted that after learning about this exercise, his old voice trembled slightly: "Boy, you really have something to do with the old thief Yan!"

"so what?"

"I repeat, the old man, you go back now, hand over the "Da Zong Yanfa", and wear sacks and filial piety for forty-nine days in front of my great-grandson, the old man may save your life."

Ge Mu grinned: "You think too much, that little beast of Wang Zhuo deserves to die."

presumptuous-

Although Wang Mengfu used some kind of sound transmission secret technique to communicate directly in his mind, this drink was like thunder rolling over his ears, causing a buzzing in Ge Mu's ears.

"The old man has been very polite to you, I don't know what is good or bad."

It could be heard that Wang Mengfu was already in a state of rage at this time, but Ge Mu didn't answer, just snorted inwardly.

"Then don't blame the old man for being ruthless!"

A word falls.

Ge Mu felt like a vast mountain fell from the sky and hit his soul.

The huge momentum that came from him made him tense, his blood vessels seemed to be pulled up, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Straight to the attack of the soul—

Immediately confused.

In the past life, in this life, all kinds of fragmentary pictures came pouring in my mind, and even the vision gradually blurred.

Fang Ying turned his head to look at Ge Mu. From the abnormal performance of his body, he could already see that he was undergoing Wang Mengfu's supernatural powers. It might be extremely painful, but his face was always steel-forged with determination. .

Wang Mengfu, the famous old monster in front of the Maotou boy who is less than twenty years old, will not have the slightest cowardice?

What kind of person is he...

Fang Ying stretched out her green fingers to hold his cold hand and bit her lip, but unfortunately she couldn't help him share the pain, so she could only comfort him with a little tenderness.

"Even if Wang Mengfu catches up, I'll accompany you."

Ge Mu could no longer hear the sound.

This kind of soul attack is far more difficult to deal with than the physical spell attack.

He felt that the fire of his soul was gradually dimming, his mind seemed to explode, and when it was fed back to his body, he could no longer control the operation of spiritual power by himself.

The rotation of the Zhoutian has become a mess, and the spiritual power reverses and destroys the meridians and even the body.

The pores on the back of the hands were oozing blood.

What's worse is that due to the backlash of spiritual power destroying the meridians, his realm is rapidly falling, from the late stage of foundation establishment to the middle stage of foundation establishment in just five minutes, and it is still going on.

"Boy, if you continue to be obsessed, you will only die."

"Wang Mengfu, old man! Since I and Yan Shixiao are all the way, do you think my bones will be soft? Let me wear hemp and filial piety. Your surname Wang is not so qualified. I just hate me for not slaughtering more of your clan."

"If you are still so stubborn, the old man will abolish you first."

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At this moment, Wang Mengfu, who was standing on Xiaoyuan Mountain, had a gloomy expression on his face, and Ge Mu's toughness had made him completely angry.

Since the siege of Immortal Master Yan that year, he has not been down the mountain for more than ten days.

This time in person, if I don't settle the old face of this hairy boy, I will definitely not be able to hang.

"town-"

Wang Mengfu gave a light drink, and his warm eyes that had been rubbed by centuries of years suddenly burst into fierce light.

This blow was intended to abolish Ge Mu's cultivation and even his ability to act.

But he missed one thing!

The techniques of directly attacking Ge Mu's soul are all through the subtle connection between the strand of hair and the body of Ge Mu, but how much power can a strand of hair endure?

He exerted it with all his strength, and that strand of hair turned into powder.

Immediately, the particle of light representing Ge Mu on the altar also disappeared, and that subtle connection has disappeared due to the annihilation of the hair.

"The old man has lost his mind!" Wang Meng folded his sleeves and took away the altar.

Bai Leng was also quite trembling in front of this old monster, looked at his face, and then said hesitantly: "Senior Wang, maybe... this is also God's will, Ge Mu shouldn't die this time, you might as well let him go for the time being. A horse."

Wang Meng twisted his beard and sneered.

"Let him go? Even if the old man is willing, the three elders who died under the hands of the old thief are not willing, and the great-grandson who just died is not willing. You don't have to say anything about it."

Bai Leng avoided Wang Mengfu's gaze and stopped talking. He had already said what he had to say, but this old monster was not something he could dissuade.

The four words "Licheng Bai's" are worthless when the sword immortal of the Bai family falls.

The Taoist world still has to rely on strength to speak.

He bowed and stood silently, watching Wang Mengfu chasing in the direction of southern Gansu with the technique of flying in the sky, with mixed feelings in his heart, it seems more difficult than expected to shine on the lintel of the Bai family. The guy from the evildoer, and the majestic mountains like Wang Mengfu.

As for Ge Mu, can he escape this disaster?

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call-

Ge Mu took a long breath and picked up a tissue to wipe the sweat on his face.

Fang Ying, who was holding his other hand, was full of concern. From the change in his expression just now, he felt that he seemed to be on the edge of life and death. , the heart that has been tugging finally stretched out.

He asked softly, "How are you?"

"You can't die if you die, but the realm has now fallen to the early stage of foundation building."

Ge Mu's face was pale, and he smiled weakly.

It is not easy to save one's life under Wang Mengfu's hands, and it is an extravagant hope that it is intact! He doesn't care much about the fall of realm, the road is long and long, and the immortality will always come out.

Gotta see.

"I'm worried to death, what about Wang Mengfu now?"

"The magic he used on me has stopped, and the reason can probably be guessed. He should have used the hair I left in the Xiaoyuan Mountain villa to perform the magic on me, but the hair could not bear the power of his magic and was annihilated. , so it will be interrupted.”

Ge Mu turned his head and looked out the car window, "Sanqingshan is on the border of southern Jiangxi, and it's almost there. It's safe to get there."

"The road sign shows that there are still 32㎞."

After this 32㎞ is out of Wuyue, and as long as you reach Sanqingshan, it is the sphere of influence of Sanqingmen.

Wang Mengfu's strength is strong, and he can cover the sky with one hand in the land of Wuyue. He does shameless things like bullying the younger generation. Others dare not speak out with justice, but the situation of Wuyue is very different. There is no invincibility.

But there are still 32㎞.

Still in danger, Fang Ying was very nervous.

"Don't be caught up by him, but...he's over 170 years old, this time it's obviously the fault of his great-grandson Wang Zhuo, but he still takes action against you regardless of his identity. ."

"Righteous way? Shameless is actually more ruthless than Xie Xiu!"

Ge Mu was full of shame.

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