The Paranoid Tyrant’s Illness Got Worse Today

The ancient battlefield of the Abyss of Dusk covers an extremely wide area, traversing half of the fairyland.

At this moment, this giant formation is shrouded above the mortal realm, with the mountains facing each other, and the plains facing the wilderness, like a world in a mirror.

Between the upper and lower regions, not even a trace of sunlight could penetrate. Only the eight pillars of bright light covered the entire giant formation.

"Mu Paibai." As soon as Mu You finished speaking, Mei Xueyi saw a graceful figure swept in front of her.

The Eastern Sage Master Mu Cangbai usually only wears white clothes, and has a beautiful and cool face, a figure like a jade tree, and the whole body is full of immortal energy. It is the most perfect image of the sword fairy in the fairy tale book.

He stopped in a place not far or near, and his spiritual sense swept over lightly.

"Mu You! You are actually in the company of demons and enemies of the world, which is really disappointing to me." Mu Cangbai was high above, his eyes were full of indifference, and he regarded Mu You like an ant. Wait for me to kill my relatives righteously. I will only give you one chance, will you not look back?"

Several figures appeared behind him one after another, all dressed in cool and luxurious Sacred Palace costumes.

The Xianmen disciples had good looks, but in front of Mu Paibai, whose face was like a full moon of spring flowers, they were all set off like weeds.

Mei Xueyi stayed on Mu Cangbai's face for a while, and she couldn't help but sigh again, this is the most beautiful man in the Immortal Realm. Looking at this face, unconsciously, the holy and white fairy lotus on the top of Lingshan will float in my mind, perfect and independent.

Mu You's face was sullen, his lips pursed white.

In the past, when I didn't know the inside story, although I hated and admired pale in my heart, there was always a bit of natural admiration. Now that he knew that he was not his biological father, he and Beishenggong were both the executioners who killed his mother, and there was only hatred for Mu Cangbai in his heart.

This man has always been so virtuous, and no one can take off his fake mask. For example, at this moment, Mu You clearly knew that Mei Xueyi and Wei Jinchao were good people. If they didn't deal with this giant formation, Xianyu would usher in an unprecedented terrifying disaster. But she also knew very well that even if the King Wei and the Queen did good things, Mu Cangbai would still use their identities to make a fuss, and the final merits belonged to Xianmen.

This kind of thing is not once or twice.

Mu You's chest rose and fell, and thousands of words were squeezed into his throat, but he couldn't say a word.

Mei Xueyi lazily stepped on the boat and said with a smile, "I also ask the Holy Master East not to climb on relatives.

"Evil demons here, dare to be unrestrained here." Mu Cangbai drank coldly, the pressure on his body swept the world like a tsunami.

A clear light swayed, illuminating the darkness around him.

The great power of Hedao penetrates the sky and the earth, and the coercive aura on his body already has its own power out of nothing. I saw that the clear light swayed through the ground, the immortal sword and the clear shadow seemed real and illusory, and the second brother of the white lotus bloomed, and the ear was close to the ear. Hearing the sound of a crane sing, his heart was calm and horrified.

Mei Xueyi had a lot of dealings with Mu Cangbai, and at a glance, he knew that this was his heyday's coercion, and the purpose was to give his own side a slap in the face.

Seeing this coercion, he was about to hit the flying boat.

A layer of green suddenly appeared on the ground. It was as if the noise was too loud and disturbed the large group of fireflies in the bushes. I saw the dense green light surged up, hitting the coercion released by Mu Paibai with all his strength. In that instant, the sword shadows and the lotus flowers left behind everywhere. A string of traces of erosion.

The pressure disappeared, and the overwhelming dead figures fell back to the ground, hidden in a continuous green light, and everything that happened just now seemed to be an illusion.

"Sacred Master East," Mei Xueyi said with a smile, "this is the place where our demons are here. Those who are bold and presumptuous are you immortals."

She calmly looked at the traces of the dim light. Wei Jinchao said that as long as he is in the formation, he can protect her well.

Mu Pai's coercion failed to make a contribution, and his face couldn't help but become solemn.

"Oh, under the bright sky, how can there be a place where you are so charming." Behind him, a fairy sword slowly emerged, "My cultivator, you should do the Tao for the sky."

"That's really interesting." Mei Xueyi crossed her arms, "Who promised you 'orthodox' status? Immortals, demons, demons and ghosts coexist in the world, and they are all within the rules of heaven. I have never done anything bad. God, what kind of sect do you do? Just because your immortal sect is prosperous, you call others as demons heresy, what is the reason?"

Mu Cangbai put his sword fingers together, and behind him, like a thousand-handed Avalokitesvara, there were thousands of sword shadows swaying away.

As long as he changes his tactics, this ten thousand swords made out of nothing will cut down the overachievers who are standing in the way.

Mei Xueyi pretended to be suddenly enlightened: "Whoever has a hard fist is justified?"

In Mu Pale's eyes, she was already dead.

When his sword tactics changed, he saw the snow-white sword shadows all turn around in unison, and the tips of the swords exuded bright rays of light, dazzling people.

In the next moment, Wan Dao Jianying pierced the clouds and broke the wind and hit the flying boat, like the sun falling, light and natural, nothing could stop it from coming, and nothing could escape from the sword.

"Dead people don't have the right to speak." When He Dao made a great move, Mu Cangbai didn't need to consider the possibility of the girl returning.

The only thing that can stop light is light.

This is Wei Jinchao's territory, and Mei Xueyi has nothing to fear.

I saw the beam of light not far away flickered slightly, and a wave of faint green light suddenly set off.

The waves of light rushed toward him, hitting thousands of sword shadows head-on.

In an instant, the sword shadows disappeared one after another at a distance of less than ten feet from the flying boat, like foam and waves collided.

Mei Xueyi's fingers trembled slightly, the corners of her lips tightened, her eyes fixed on the thousands of changes in front of her.

Found!

The real body of the fairy sword hidden in the shadow of the sword!

With a thought, her figure scattered on the spot, swaying over a distance of ten meters. A slender white hand condensed out of the blood mist, and silently held the sharp sword tip that was about to protrude from the faint green light.

The immortal sword and the master are in the same mind. The moment Mei Xueyi's hand touched the body of the sword, a terrifying sword energy erupted from the sword, and the fiery golden aura exploded.

Mei Xueyi had to avoid the edge, and her body dissipated again, condensing three feet away - the position of the sword hilt.

This time, she no longer has half a point to hold her hands, and her solid hands reach for the hilt of the sword, clenching tightly without hesitation!

Across the green waves, Mu Cangbai's mocking laughter fell into his ears. Immortal swords are things that have a master. Using someone else's sword will not only bring no benefit at all, but will be constrained everywhere and controlled by others.

A sword immortal like Mu Cangbai can easily let his immortal sword bring this short-eyed guy to him.

"Back." There was no wave in his eyes, ready to use an understated gesture to kill a small ant that crawled on the hilt of the sword.

The fairy sword did not move.

It made a 'bang bang' sound, as if it was stuck in the mud, shaking gently in place.

Mu Cangbai's complexion changed slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at Mei Xueyi.

She held the hilt in both hands, sucking it firmly in place. Jian Xiu and Jian fellow practitioners, Mu Pai's immortal sword contains aura no less than that of a Taoist monk.

Mu Cangbai's sword art changed heavily.

Immortal Sword still couldn't break free from Mei Xueyi's hands.

She raised the corners of her lips and said with a smile: "Since whoever is stronger is justified, then I, the "orthodox" of the heavens, will now act for the heavens and take up this evil sword."

Her face was relaxed, but her heart was full of waves.

She is a demon body. She thought that absorbing spiritual energy should hurt a little bit, but she was actually ready to release it at the touch of a button. What she didn't expect was that the feeling of spiritual energy entering her body was not much different from before.

Can aura and magic breath coexist in her? No, that's not right, the aura she sucked in was not on her, but went to a place where she couldn't tell.

She pressed down the thoughts that were surging in her mind, concentrated her mental power in the palm of her hand, and pushed the suction to the limit.

Mu Cangbai is a sword immortal, and he cultivates with the immortal sword.

As soon as the thought moved, Mu Pale's figure disappeared in place.

At the same moment, the green light of the faint fireflies on the ground surged up again, and the dead figurines followed one after another, hitting Mu Paibai who had teleported.

The attacking Mu Cangbai and his party entered the area covered by the reverse formation, and saw that the dead figurines all over the mountains and fields were activated, endlessly killing Mu Cangbai and his party, dragging them into the thousands of troops. The beam of light from the sky swayed a fluorescent green light, blocking Mu Paibai's path.

In addition to the reverse, another team of people arrived.

The man in the lead was wearing a purple robe, his eyes were thin and long, flying diagonally into his temples, and two thin lips that were curled inward were hanging under his eagle nose, and he could see that this man was not good at a glance.

Lord of the West, Ying Moya. This is a ruthless man who poisoned his biological father, abolished his cultivation base and imprisoned him in the inner palace, and ascended the throne of the Holy Master himself. He is violent by nature, and it is said that he has harmed many women, and even the body cannot be found.

Mu Cangbai once intended to marry Mu You to Ying Moya. Mu Xie Gong left and deliberately made a name for herself as a slutty demon girl, and only escaped the catastrophe.

"Brother Mu, stay safe? We haven't seen you for a long time, but Brother Mu still has the same demeanor! He really deserves to be the number one beautiful man in the Immortal Realm!" Ying Moya's voice was thin and long, and there was a strange smell of yin and yang in his words.

He could see at a glance that Mu Cangbai's immortal sword fell into the enemy's hands, but Mu Cangbai himself was dragged in place by a group of monsters.

At such a time, it is really heartbreaking to watch such a few words from the sidelines.

He wished to be pale and unlucky.

He said that he wanted to marry his daughter to him, but in the end he regretted it. Isn't this deliberately losing face to himself?

Ying Moya is a temperament that Jairus must take revenge on. He can remember this 'little revenge' for a lifetime.

"Sacred Master Xi," Mu Pai gritted his teeth, "Don't stand by and watch the enemy now!"

"Oh, the enemy." Ying Moya smiled sullenly, "Just so many skeletons and a few juniors? Tsk tsk, Brother Mu is really, he grows others' ambition and destroys his own prestige."

He spoke words that underestimate the enemy, but his body did not move, and he cautiously stopped outside the range of the beam of light.

What are you kidding, even Mu Paibai has fallen into it, there must be something tricky here!

Mei Xueyi glanced at him. This Western Holy Master Ying Moya... Mei Xueyi didn't know how to evaluate it.

In her previous life, she had only fought with him, and she surrendered before she fought him. As a sign of sincerity, he told Mei Xueyi his secret. After that... Mei Xueyi just wanted to stay away when she saw this person.

The immortal sword in her hand was half empty, and when she took the sword, Mu Cangbai, the sword immortal, was considered half useless.

This is the edge of the reverse formation. The formation that Wei Jinchao manipulates has limited power. If Ying Moya intervenes, she can only abandon her sword and retreat.

Mu Cangbai was no longer calm at the moment. After all, his lifeline was firmly held by others, and the flow of spiritual energy on the sword made him tremble with fear. Although he couldn't understand why the demon cultivator in front of him had such ability, one thing was very clear - he would not take the sword back again. , you will be ruined!

"Sacred Master of the West, if you force this demon cultivator back, I will give you the Thirteen Cities of the Western Region." Mu Cangbai promised a heavy profit.

"Hi--" Ying Moya pretended to lean back, "Sacred Master Dong is really refreshing at a happy event, how can he be so generous today! That being the case, why don't Dongzhou Ancient Realm also open up to my children, everyone. Expeditions and experiences can also enhance the relationship between the two palaces of the east and west, how about it?"

Mu Cangbai gritted his teeth and responded, "Yes."

Mei Xueyi frowned and looked at Ying Moya's slender eyes.

"Ah, what a beautiful little witch." He tutted in admiration, "It's the most beautiful person I've ever met!"

He cautiously entered the reverse formation range.

The dead figurines couldn't stop the great power of the Affiliate, and the faint green light wave was blocking Mu Paibai, so he had no time to take care of another Affiliate.

"Queen, retreat!" Mu You looked at the situation and knew that only by retreating deeper into the reverse formation could he be protected by the formation.

The immortal sword in Mei Xueyi's hand trembled violently, seeing that nearly 70% of the spiritual energy had been drawn.

If you can't destroy the sword, the aura can always be replenished, but it's just a matter of retreating for a while.

Dazzling, Ying Moya passed through a group of dead figurines and came to Mei Xue's clothes.

"Don't touch me!" She lowered her voice and said to him seriously, "I don't want to be a man."

Ying Moya's hand stuck in the air.

After a long while, his small eyes opened wider and wider.

His thin lips twitched, and he whispered in disbelief, "What do you mean?"

"You know I know." Mei Xueyi said, "You immediately turn around and go back to your West Continent. I won't tell anyone this secret."

"His-" Ying Moya's slender eyes turned around.

He lowered his voice even lower: "They are all voluntary! My secret technique of reversing yin and yang has always only helped those women who don't want to be women..."

"I know." Mei Xueyi moved her eyebrows, "For example, the little girl who was forcibly taken back by your uncle was actually more powerful than your uncle, so your uncle had to give up the idea. Holy Master Xi, you are a Good man, I don't know how many poor women you have helped, I admire you in my heart, but I am very happy as a woman, so I won't bother you to help!"

Ying Moya's eyes twitched violently.

After a long while, he said depressedly: "How do you know my top secret, which girl betrayed me? It's really getting worse, and people's hearts are old!"

"Ying Moya!" Mu Pai's roar came from behind, "Don't do it yet!"

The immortal sword in Mei Xueyi's hand was crying softly.

In a few more breaths, this sword will be wiped out.

Mei Xueyi said, "Actually, Mu Cangbai is useless. His territory is not in your pocket? Holy Master Xi is a wise man. I don't need to say more about how to choose the most beneficial one."

Ying Moya smiled, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not rude to come and go. You've helped me a lot, and I can't take advantage of you in vain. Naturally, I want to give back some benefits."

Mei Xueyi frowned suspiciously: "No, you just turn around and leave."

I saw a flash of light in Ying Moya's hand, and a swirling purple gossip landed on Mei Xueyi's chest. She was startled, and was about to disperse her body to decompose the offensive, but found that the place where she was hit was neither itchy nor painful, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

Just at this moment, the immortal sword in his hand was completely drained of spiritual energy, and the simple and spiritual immortal sword let out a mournful cry and vanished in Mei Xueyi's palm.

"Pfft—" Mu Cangbai, who was trapped in the dead figurines, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly aged ten years.

He roared angrily: "Yes! Mo! Cliff!"

At the same time, the quiet fires gathered from all directions had condensed above the head, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and attacked the Yingmo Cliff in front of Mei Xue's clothes.

Ying Moyaguai smiled and said hurriedly to Mei Xueyi: "Little girl, being a man is actually very good, you will know if you try it! This technique can only last for three days, so you can experience what it is like to be a man for three days. …”

Before he could finish speaking, the faint fire had already struck in front of him, and he had to swept away, and the rest of the words came from the wind from afar—

"If you know the taste of the marrow, and if you want to last a long time, come to Xizhou to find me at any time, hahahaha!"

Mei Xueyi: "..."

The violent flames in the sky chased Ying Moya and swept out of the reverse formation, scattered in his arrogant laughter.

"Queen!" Mu You hurriedly drove the flying boat to Mei Xueyi and looked at her nervously, "Are you alright?"

"I..." As soon as Mei Xueyi opened her mouth, she realized that her voice was not right, and quickly covered her mouth and... neck.

She pursed her lips sadly, pulled her collar to her chin to cover the bones that popped out suddenly, then curled up and sat pitifully on the side of the boat.

The Mu You family came forward, surrounded her worriedly, and kept asking nervously.

Mei Xueyi just shook her head without saying a word.

Mu You frowned angrily: "This Ying Moya is really not a good thing! You hurt the queen, but you still dare to spit out that foul language! Queen, don't worry, I... I'll forget it, and King Wei will definitely do this for you. A thousand slashes!"

"The queen looks stronger, doesn't it?" Mu Longlong scratched his head, "Isn't it wrong to be more condescending than a man?"

Mei Xueyi: "!!!" Can't you be a foolish child? Observation is sharp at this time!

Jiang Xinyi grabbed him and pulled the baby to Feizhou's tail.

"Boom--" A loud bang came from the air.

Mu Cangbai vomited blood again, and with all his strength, he pushed back the dead figurines and the flames in front of him, and led his men out of the battle.

The sword of his life was destroyed, and his cultivation level plummeted at a speed visible to the naked eye. At this moment, he was full of anger and fear.

Mu Cangbai swept out of the formation, just in time to see Holy Master Bei teleporting with his fire spirit.

"East Holy Master, why is this so?!" The North Holy Master was shocked to receive the Fire Spirit, his pupils shrunk to the size of a needle.

The relationship between the four palaces is intricate and complicated, and it is simply a word for 'benefit'. After Beisheng Palace "sold" the secrets of the ancient battlefield and Mu You's biological mother to Mu Cangbai, they have maintained friendly exchanges for a long time.

Seeing that Mu Cangbai was so embarrassed, there were so many calculations and calculations in the eyes of Beisheng's master.

Mei Xueyi supported the boat and looked out.

In the last life, there is a 99% chance that Mu You died at the hands of Qin Shuangxiu, the Lord of the North.

Because of his seniority, this man deliberately had a white beard, and he looked a little kind. After the fire spirit was recovered into the body, a red flame mark floated on his forehead, which made the whole person look like a lucky old birthday star.

At this time, the star-like giant formation above the head made a muffled 'woo hum', and began to rotate rapidly from west to east, shrinking and condensing towards the formation center bit by bit.

Wei Jinzhao's refining has obviously reached a critical moment.

One after another sword light swept in from a distance, and the disciples of the Immortal Sect arrived one after another, gathering outside the reverse formation, like locusts all over the mountains and plains.

Mu Cangbai was about to retire, but was persuaded by the Northern Holy Master Qin Shuangxiu. The two did not know what they had discussed, but they dismissed their intentions and both stood in front of the battle.

Mei Xueyi looked at it coldly, seeing the two people's eyes swept in the direction of King Wei City, her heart could not help but hang. They obviously intend to fight against each other, whether it is to seize the opportunity, or to make this burst crash into the mortal realm, it is a harmless thing for them.

I just heard the strong and righteous voice of the white-bearded old man spread across the world: "Today there are demons in power, and people's lives are in danger! My generation of cultivators takes demons and demons as their own responsibility.

"Slaying demons and eradicating demons, even if you die, you have no regrets!" Everyone raised their swords and shouted in unison.

Mei Xueyi's eyes flashed slightly.

The Southern Emperor Xuanyuanren is dead, and the Western Holy Master Ying Moya is not an enemy. If the remaining two Holy Masters of the East and North can be cooked together, the Immortal Realm will be much cleaner.

She stood up straight, squinted her eyes unconsciously, and looked contemptuous.

"Hiss..." Mu You's voice came in a low voice, "The queen is so imposing, like a man standing in the sky!"

Mei Xueyi: "!!!"

she! Not at all! In no mood! Be a man!

The mournful Mei Xueyi waved his hand and motioned for Mu You to return to King Wei City in a flying boat, then threw a giant dragon, swept to the dragon's head, and used his divine sense to order the giant dragon to circle to the front line.

At this moment, the monks like locusts have been plundered into the reverse formation one after another.

The white shadows were dyed with a faint green light, and they looked like Yin Soldiers Rakshasa.

The dead figurines gathered into a large army, and they headed towards the people in the fairy gate who were attacking like a tide.

Once the two sides came into contact, they immediately stalemate and fought.

Compared with the war of mortals, the lethality of the war of the immortals is many times stronger. The big cultivator's sword swung out, and it was easy to flatten the top of the mountain. The casualties on both sides were like reaping wheat, and they were flattened into mud one after another.

Mei Xueyi's dragon control hovered on the battlefield, manipulating the giant dragon to spew out fires one after another, causing the people in Xianmen to cry and howl.

The strength of the giant dragon is comparable to that of Hedao, and Mu Cangbai, who has lost the immortal sword, can't even touch its tail.

From time to time, she would turn into a blood mist, and congealed on the side of the enemy, holding their magic weapon and fairy sword, sucking it into a piece of debris.

Before the opponent could react, she had escaped back to the top of the dragon's head.

This superb, insidious and despicable sneak attack made the people of Xianmen grit their silver teeth with hatred in the previous life.

She stared at those who were cultivating up and down, and at first glance, it was the disciples who were good seedlings of Xianmen. They were fast, accurate and ruthless. Wherever she passed, each precious magic weapon turned into gray embers.

Wei didn't make another move in the present, the layer of faint green streamer gathered towards the formation center, and the speed of the giant formation above his head became more and more amazing.

Mei Xueyi turned back to look in the direction of Wangcheng, and saw that several cultivators had rushed out of the stalemate battlefield and flew towards the Star Picking Platform.