"Hehe. The new disciple of the Formation Sect is indeed extraordinary. Even my companions can't do anything to me." A cold smile accompanied by a yellow light, a young man with a fierce face walked out of the darkness. Mu Yu had seen that young man, who was following Zhou Jinglin back then. The man's aura was very cold, and his spiritual power was very powerful. He was clearly a Talisman Master in the out-of-body stage!
Nanxing Taoist Temple was attacked late at night, and many houses were on fire. The fire illuminated the entire Nanxing Taoist Temple as bright as red day. Thick smoke billowed everywhere, and the sound of shouting and fighting resounded.
"What a powerful talisman, it can actually control them." Mu Yu said solemnly.
Gu Fei and Jing Yucheng were restrained by a piece of talisman paper on their foreheads, and strange green talisman patterns appeared on their faces, crisscrossing all over their bodies. Their eyes were dull, and they obviously had no sense of autonomy.
"The Divine Soul Talisman can be avoided by two mere golden elixir stages, but I escaped. I am worthy of being an innate disciple." The young man sneered.
"How could Feng Mu be so virtuous that he could be cared about by an out-of-body formation master?" Mu Yu said calmly. He had no intention of looking down on the wrong leg. If Luo Feilong and Ji Wenkai were not there, he would naturally not take it to heart. However, since the wrong leg's cultivation level was higher than his, he had to be cautious.
Talisman masters, like formation masters, have higher combat effectiveness than ordinary cultivators. Although Mu Yu couldn't treat him like an ordinary cultivator, he had never been in contact with a Talisman Master before, so he didn't know what kind of legs he had.
"I heard that the Formation Sect wants to send a golden elixir-level innate disciple to defeat their Fu Sect members. Does he want to know how a golden elixir-level person can compete with him?" the young man said with a smile.
The sound of fighting outside continued, but at that time, He Tianqiang's voice resounded throughout the entire Nanxing Taoist Temple: "Haha! Mr. Nanxing, my disciples, disciples, and grandsons have all been controlled by him. He sees how I can fight with him alone." Legs! Hurry up and tie your legs and capture him!"
"He Tianqiang, I am despicable and shameless!" Taoist Nan Xing was shocked and angry, but with an explosion, a figure fell down on Dong Lai, blasting the wall next to Mu Yu into pieces. Nanxing Taoist climbed up with difficulty from the rubble. When he saw Mu Yu, as if he had seen a savior, he staggered over and asked eagerly: "My dear nephew, where is Mr. Ma Zhongshi?"
At this moment, Taoist Nanxing's hair was disheveled, his whole body was covered in wounds, dripping with blood, and his breath was weak. Although he has the cultivation level of Nascent Soul Ninth Level, He Tianqiang seems to be more powerful than him. He is simply no match for Nao.
The young man glanced at him lightly and said with a smile, "Are we looking for that person?"
Ma Mingxun slowly walked out of the corner. There was a wound on his chest that was still bleeding. He didn't notice it, so he looked at Taoist Nan Xing expressionlessly.
"thump!"
When Nanxing Taoist saw Ma Mingxun, he immediately felt as if he had seen a savior. He knelt down towards Ma Mingxun and kept kowtowing: "Master Zhongshi, please help Nanxing Taoist Temple to survive this disaster. It is your great kindness and great kindness to Nanxing." I’m so grateful, please sir!”
Mu Yu pressed Taoist Nan Xing's shoulders, made him stop and kowtow, and said in a solemn voice: "He has been controlled, I don't need to beg anymore."
"What?" Taoist Nan Xing raised his head in disbelief. His eyes fell on Ma Mingxun's chest, where a piece of cyan talisman paper was stuck, and the talisman patterns that appeared and disappeared were flowing all over Ma Mingxun's body.
Taoist Nan Xing's face immediately turned a deathly gray color, and he lamented: "Is it true that God wants to destroy his Nan Xing Taoist temple?"
"Old Nanxing, if I kowtow to him and beg for mercy, maybe he will consider leaving a whole body for me." A figure fell from the sky. It was an old man with a vulture, a three-pointed beard, and almost all his hair fell out. It's all gone, and the cultivation level is also in the ninth level of Nascent Soul. He walked up to the young man from Fu Zong, bowed to him and said, "Thank you for your help."
"He Tianqiang, I am despicable and shameless!" Nanxing Taoist stood up and said angrily.
He Tianqiang smiled gloomily: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Now I am the only one left in our Nanxing Taoist Temple. He sees how I, Mingyue, can't fight with him!"
Many figures gradually flashed around. They were all dressed in the uniforms of Nanxing Taoist Temple. Each of them was a disciple of Nanxing Taoist, but each of them had a yellow talisman stuck in the middle of their forehead.
Like Gu Feijing Yucheng, all the disciples of Nanxing Taoist Temple except Nanxing Taoist were controlled by Fu Sect's Soul Talisman.
"Me!" Taoist Nan Xing's eyes were splitting as he watched in pain as each of his disciples aimed the swords in their legs at him by mistake.
"Old man, our people in Nanxing Taoist Temple are finished. Please beg me to kill the disciple of the Formation Sect next to you. He will consider letting me live alone." The young man looked at the wood as if he was playing a cat-and-mouse game. feather.
But it would be best to use their legs to kill Mu Yu, then the Formation Sect would have no way to deal with their Fu Sect. Ruming was so surrounded that he didn't believe that a small disciple of the Formation Sect could easily fly away with his wings!
"Kill him?" Taoist Nanxing focused on Mu Yu and asked him, a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, to kill a Jindan stage disciple of the Formation Sect. Isn't that an easy thing to do? If he kills Mu Yu there, no one will find out, and he can come back alive, which is a very tempting condition...
Can Taoist Nan Xing shook his head and said with a sad smile: "Although Taoist Nan Xing is not as good as others, he is not capable of doing such shameful things! Nephew Feng Mu, let me get out of there quickly! Otherwise, he will harm us, and Mingyue will Even if he dies, he will make them pay the price!"
A sword was thrust out of Taoist Nan Xing's leg, and he rushed towards He Tianqiang.
Mu Yu sighed softly, that Taoist Nan Xing was not an upright person. The disaster was actually caused by him, and Nanxing Taoist Temple was the one who was implicated. He grasped his leg and pulled Taoist Nan Xing back, and then said: "I don't deny that he has wrong leg, so he will recover from his injury."
Taoist Nan Xing's eyes widened. He had the cultivation level of the ninth level of Nascent Soul. He had already rushed out with all his strength. His own strength was far inferior to what a Jindan cultivator could hold him back. Could Mu Yu be like that? Is it really possible for a golden elixir-level cultivator to suppress him with a thousand pounds of strength
"Do I—"
Nanxing Taoist turned his head to look at Mu Yu in surprise, wondering if Mu Yu had already walked in front of him, looked at the young man from Fu Zong, and said calmly: "There are so many people who want to kill him, I am not the first one, nor the last one." one."
"What a loud tone! He Tianqiang, I'm going to kill him!" the Fu Sect young man said.
"No, sir." He Tianqiang of the Yin Vulture was like a rapid lightning, mixed with the force of thunder, and rushed towards Mu Yu. He also didn't have the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul Ninth Level. In his eyes, Mu Yu, who was glowing with the golden elixir stage, was obviously a dead person.
"Be careful, nephew! He Tianqiang's Ancient Spirit Sword is very domineering. I won't deny that he has wrong legs!" Nanxing Taoist shouted. No matter how familiar he was with He Tianqiang's legs, he also thought that Mu Yu at the golden elixir stage was not as good as He Tianqiang at all. wrong leg. Taoist Nan Xing was just about to help Mu Yu, but Mu Yu's action when he came to the east almost shocked him!
"I sent such an old guy in the Nascent Soul stage to kill him?" Mu Yu didn't even look at He Tianqiang, the sword in his leg had already been thrust out. The Shadow Sword sank into the air with an invisible green light, and returned to Mu Yu's legs in an instant.
He Tianqiang's originally sinister expression suddenly froze. He looked at his chest in disbelief. Unexpectedly, a bloody hole had been opened in his chest, and looming death energy invaded his body.
When the death air entered his body, he felt as if he had sunk into a bone-chilling world. The coldness came from his soul. Then he felt that his consciousness was unknowingly shattered and gradually dissipated. He could even clearly feel His consciousness was swallowed up by the cyan sword.
How did you die
So He Tianqiang's first thought was that he didn't see clearly where the sword came from. He even thought it was a bit ridiculous. How could he die in the legs of a person in the Golden Core stage
Whether he could never figure it out, He Tianqiang's whole body fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust. All life is gone! No one noticed that He Tianqiang's body was shining with invisible red lights, trying to disappear into the void, but those faint lights were pulled by some force and disappeared into the shadow of Mu Yu's legs. sword.
The wood spirit has always been integrated with the Shadow Sword.
"Then... instant kill?" Taoist Nanxing stared blankly at He Tianqiang's body. He was equally indistinguishable from the other party. Can a cultivator of the ninth level of Nascent Soul survive in front of that young man from the Formation Sect? one move
He does not deny the golden elixir stage!
The young man from Fu Zong's face darkened, and he did not expect Mu Yu to hide his strength.
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There is a mysterious place in Sanchong Continent called Sanchong Palace. They seemed to be walking in a land of gods, surrounded by palaces glowing with divine light, which made people feel awe and they did not dare to commit any blasphemy.
There are two sacred monuments in the palace, which are divided into two parts: Yin and Yang, black and red. They are thousands of feet long and tower into the clouds. The red monument is dotted with green light spots, like countless stars in the sky. From time to time, some green spots will disappear, and then green spots will appear in other places. There are subtle invisible textures interlaced between those green dots, as if there is a connection between each green dot.
The other black formation monument is dotted with red light points, but the number of red light points appears to be less.
"What will be the population situation of Sanchou Continent tomorrow?" A man whose whole body was shrouded in red light asked lightly while looking at the red dot on the black formation monument.
"Returning to the defensive formation, sir, a total of one hundred nine thousand one hundred and thirty-six people died, and one hundred nine thousand nine hundred and fifty-one were born." Another voice said with a hint of respect.
"The number of births is 915 more than the number of deaths, so they won't be able to collect soul power next month?" The defender's voice was a little unhappy.
The green dot on the red monument represents every living person in Mie Continent, and the disappearance and appearance of the green dot represents the death and birth of the population of Mie Continent. When a person dies, soul power will be generated, but if those soul powers will be attached to the newly born person, the excess soul power will gradually be attached to the black sacred monument in the Sanchong Palace through the formations in various places on the Sanzhong Continent. . The red dot on the black monument is the soul power! If this is the source of maintaining the power of the Triple Palace, it means that tomorrow's soul power has not increased.
In fact, the soul power in the Black Formation Monument has not increased for a long time.
"Should it...wait a minute, after a person dies, all his soul power disappears, or completely disappears. That shouldn't be the case! Everyone will generate soul power after death, why is there one missing person?"
"One person's soul power is missing?" The defender pondered slightly. This was not the first time he had discovered such a thing, but because he felt that a person was insignificant, he stopped asking.
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They would not have thought that He Tianqiang, who died with Mu Yu's legs, had all his soul power swallowed up by the death energy of the Wood Spirit Sword.