No one knows the origin of Xiaoshuai, but everyone knows that he has a close relationship with his master. Mu Yu even knows that Xiaoshuai also has an unusual relationship with Tianjian.
Mingyue controlled four heavenly swords alone, freeing the heavenly swords from the control of Mu Yu and others, and conveyed Feng Haochen's teachings to the four brothers who had different opinions.
No one shut up anymore. They picked up their swords based on different beliefs and aimed the sword tip at their fellow apprentices. That would be extremely stupid.
The Heavenly Sword originally got its name from fighting against Yumeng, but if it is clearly in their legs, it becomes a testimony of whether legs and feet can kill each other.
The four heavenly swords have spirituality, and they are unwilling to use the highest sword power of the nine swords to wrong their own people, so they choose to remove the sword power and be controlled by Xiao Shuai in his legs.
Mu Yu raised his head and looked at his senior brother. There were differences in their beliefs, but that was not enough to be a reason for them to fight each other.
"He won't hurt us." Xiang Nan said softly.
His cultivation level has long been higher than Chengyan's, higher than everyone present, but when Fu and Chengyan crossed paths, he didn't try his best. He relied most on Fu's earth-controlling technique, but chose the Star Gazing Sword.
Because he knew that the disciple of his sword Ying Chenfeng, the successor of Tianjian Jiuyin, had an affair with his senior brother, and whether the Star Gazing Sword was the most correct choice.
Chengyan and Luo Shang were silent. Their master fell into the lap of Sanzhong Gong, and they were extremely sad. Xiang Nan and Mu Yu chose their own method to resist Sanchong Palace, but they had to stop them.
Because the choice of Xiang Nan and Mu Yu will put the cultivation world that Master has devoted his life to protecting into danger.
"Master has Tiandong in his heart, so he doesn't allow all mankind to sacrifice himself. What does he gain? Is this kind of cultivation world really worthy of our protection?" Xiang Nan continued.
Mu Yu couldn't refute, and neither could Chengyan or Luo Shang.
They hate everything that Sanchong Palace has done. Is Sanchong Palace a behemoth? They seem to be struggling in the game of Dingdong in Sanchong Palace, unable to jump out.
If they want to truly fight against the Three Palaces, they cannot play according to the game rules set by the Three Palaces.
Xiang Nan chose to tamper with the rules of the game and customize his own rules in an extreme way.
Mu Yu didn't want to participate in that game, he just wanted to save Father Kumu.
Chengyan and Luo Shang wanted to play the game and go east. They wanted to protect all the cultivators who were gamed on behalf of their master.
After a long time, Chengyan spoke slowly: "He will not change his original intention, he will follow the master's wishes."
Luo Shang glanced at Cheng Yan, his mouth moved a few times, but he didn't speak.
"He wants to save Father Kumu." Mu Yu's belief remains firm.
Mu Yu doesn't want to be the guardian who saves the human race, he just wants to be the son of Father Kumu and help him fill his regrets.
Going south won't change either.
The four heavenly swords scattered in the air, as if they were breaking apart, each separated, leaving bleak sword marks in the sky, and fell into the legs of their respective masters.
Xiao Shuai also jumped on Mu Yu's shoulder, so he couldn't interfere with other wishes.
Chengyan looked at Mu Yu and Xiang Nan and sighed heavily. The master has fallen into the lap of the Third Palace, and he does not want his junior brother to get into trouble again.
But at the same time, he also understood that once many things happen, they can never be undone.
"Senior brother, he knows that I want to stop him, but if I want to stop him, I can only rely on my own strength. I am not a complete person. I have to be able to accept the consequences." Xiang Nanxuan Said slowly.
A powerful aura emerged from Xiang Nan's body, like a bright moon, pressing down on everyone, making everyone feel unprecedented pressure.
Xiang Nanfu was the only person who did not have the Nine Heavens Demon Sealing Array outside his body. He chose to merge with Hou Tu, and his cultivation had already surpassed that of his senior brothers.
"He doesn't want to fight with us. If we fight, we won't deny him the right to fight. If we want to stop him, let's see if we can stop those people first!"
Swinging their legs heavily to the south, all the cultivators roared fervently again, and then the entire building made of yellow sand collapsed!
The endless desert appeared in front of everyone again, and a dense crowd floated in the air to watch the four brothers.
"Those more than 100,000 people will return to their lives with his orders, lurking among the cultivators, waiting for the moment when the time is right, and then join him to annihilate the Triple Palace. He thinks we can't stop those 100,000 people. leave!"
As soon as Xiang Nan finished speaking, countless whistling sounds were heard in the air, and more than 100,000 people all flashed, running towards the surroundings in an orderly manner.
Many people went to Qingshui City because it was a place for them to rest, but there were also many people who flew directly out of the desert, scattering like birds and beasts. In less than a quarter of an hour, more than 100,000 cultivators were possessed by demon spirits. They all disappeared at the end of the desert.
Among those 100,000 people, there are more than a dozen extremely talented immortals, countless disciples of the Eight Sects, and many cultivators with strong talents but low cultivation levels.
Each of them will become a Sikong Qiwen in the East, but Xiangnan will not let them be so public anymore. Those cultivators will hide in the world of cultivation in obscurity, slowly occupy the Extreme Immortal List, and control the Extreme Immortal List under their own control. In the leg, the conspiracy to destroy the Triple Palace.
There will be many more dark horses like Sikong Qiwen among the eight sects, and each sect will be overjoyed, because the number of extreme immortals represents the strength of a sect. The more extreme immortals, the more they will be valued by the three palaces. If he can become one of the top nine immortals, then the status of the entire sect in the world of cultivation will rise!
Xiangnan will make many people in the cultivation world see the hope of the sect's rise, but if this opportunity is not available, wouldn't it be so simple
The only ones left in the sky were those cultivators who were very unpossessed. They were still wrapped in the yellow sand and turned into sand sculptures.
The cultivators among those sand sculptures are all very low in strength, so the demon soul will choose cultivators with high cultivation levels, not the weak ones.
If I had chosen Sikong Qiwen at the Golden Core stage, he would have become a distraction in a short period of time, creating a gimmick. That sudden rise in power will attract more people to come to Qingshui City to find out the truth about Sikong Qiwen, thus completing Huang Nan's plan.
If Ming's plan has been realized, there is no need to choose weak cultivators.
The Sand Eagle Demon King in the altar had been controlled by Xiangnan and fell into a deep sleep long before Muyu killed Tianbuzai. He was unaware of anything that had just happened.
It has been a long time since the seal of the Sand Eagle Demon King was lifted. Mu Yu might have a way to help the Sand Eagle Demon King break free from the seal, but otherwise the Sand Eagle Demon King had lost his heart and he woke up soon after breaking free from the seal.
Both Chengyan and Luo Shang were worried. There were so many people dispersing in different directions. They couldn't stop them at all, so they could just watch them leave.
Those people, like Sikong Qiwen, will return to the world of cultivation quietly, playing the original role of each cultivator, collecting intelligence for Xiangnan.
One day in the future, when the Yumon Demon Tribe and the Human Tribe go to war, those people will definitely become a variable!
Can that be around 100,000 people
"They all have something they want to do, don't they?"
Xiang Nan glanced at Mu Yu, and the yellow sand in the sky was flying rapidly around him. His goal had been achieved, and it was not time to leave.
The sarcophagus slowly emerged from the yellow sand, and the heart of the Sand Eagle Demon King was sealed in it. Xiang Nan was standing in the sarcophagus at the moment.
"I didn't control his family, right?" Mu Yu asked quietly.
"Don't worry! He will never wrong us, including our closest relatives, my friends, and the formation masters I am in charge of. They are all fine. My sleeping eldest brother Mu Qingfan has also recovered. . He will let everyone in Qingshui City take care of the safety of our Mu family. I can do what I want to do in the future without worrying about what will happen to my family."
Later, Xiang Nan said word for word: "He doesn't want me to lose my family like him."
At a certain moment, Xiang Nan's eyes seemed to sparkle with tears, and there was a hint of sadness that was difficult to conceal. But the yellow sand covered everything, and no one could see his tears clearly.
Xiang Nan has experienced the pain of losing his family, so he understands what it means to lose his family.
Although he no longer supports Xiang Nan, Mu Yu is still his junior brother. He wants to persuade Mu Yu to join him, but he will never use his family to force Mu Yu.
There were more and more yellow sand, gradually wrapping Xiang Nan's body, and then all the yellow sand suddenly lost control and scattered to the east with a "crash", and Xiang Nan's figure had disappeared.
The altar that sealed the Sand Eagle Demon King gradually sank to the east and fell into the yellow sand again, and everything returned to calm.
Chengyan clenched his fists. There was a desert there, and he wanted to pursue something that was impossible to do in the south.
Whoever wins this competition is not a matter of priority for Muyu, but for him, there is something more important to do.
"Thank you." Mu Yu said softly, looking at the yellow sand disappearing to the south.
Mu Yu put away the trees surrounding him, glanced at Cheng Yan and Luo Shang, then tapped his feet eastward and swept towards Qingshui City.
Luo Shang didn't stop him because they knew Mu Yu wouldn't leave Qingshui City so soon. Qingshui City had many of his family members there.
Luo Shang looked at Mu Yu's retreating back, but there was a wavering light in his eyes.
"What exactly is wrong to do?"
Luo Shang felt confused in his heart. Mu Yu's words echoed in his ears. What should he do if Lan Linger had an accident
He looked at Chengyan, and for the first time his belief was shaken.
In Luo Shang's heart, the lives of Master and Lan Ling'er are more important than those of all cultivators. He helped Chengyan just because Chengyan denied Senior Brother. He thought that what he did was wrong, but he would only find out tomorrow that many times it was wrong. Right and wrong are not considered at all.
If you can't even protect the people you care about, how can you talk about protecting cultivators in Tiandong
Luo Shang didn't know how to be popular, he really didn't know how to be popular.
He should have been the most unruly person.
The strong wind in the desert swept every sand sculpture, the sun burned the yellow sand, and the steaming heat was floating.
Chengyan sighed, and the metal around him turned into countless blades, as thin as cicada wings. Those blades moved towards the sand sculpture with a sound of breaking through the air. Each blade turned into cold light and intertwined around the sand sculpture. Countless yellow sand The blade peeled off Donglai easily.
Unfortunately, Ximen didn't get out from the beginning to the end. He watched everything silently, and finally left with Chengyan and Luo Shang.
The cultivators wrapped in yellow sand soon revealed their original faces. Everyone slowly opened their eyes and looked around in confusion.
Xiangnan did not deprive those people of their consciousness, but allowed them to come back alive.
"What just happened?"
"I don't know, he remembers that there seemed to be countless clouds of sand rising up in the desert! Then they were not swallowed up by the yellow sand."
"Wrong! Who was the previous winner of that competition?"
"Sikong Qiwen's change just now was too strange. Where are the others?"
"Muyu and Tianbuzai are also gone."
Many people were whispering to each other, and at the same time they found that there was sand everywhere in their clothes, and they even started cleaning it.
Those cultivators would never think about how they could escape death by chance. They still believe in the Triple Palace that raised them like livestock, and regard the owner of the Triple Palace as a god, thinking that with the Triple Palace there, the Triple Continent will be ablaze with light.
They thought that the world of cultivation was still calm.
But no, how can there be peace in that world? There are just people carrying the burden for them in the darkness.