Just when Jiuwu Guiyi realized that something was wrong, Mu Zekun, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly let out a muffled groan, vomited a large pool of blood, and his spirit quickly weakened. It was obvious that the needle-shaped light that Ping Sihai offered had seriously injured him.
Jiuwu Guiyi hurriedly supported Mu Zekun, and there was a rare concern in his tone: "Old man, how are you?"
Mu Zekun took several long breaths of air-conditioning and tried to adjust his breathing. Only then did he regain some energy. He said with a bitter look on his face, "My consciousness has been slightly damaged, but it's not a big problem. I just want to I’m afraid I won’t be able to summon Wandong from the ancestral world with my spiritual consciousness.”
"If you two old guys want to live a little longer, you'd better be more honest with me! Otherwise, I don't mind sending you on your way first!" Ping Sihai said, looking at the two of them with a sneer.
"Bastard of a bitch!" Jiuwu Guiyi had never been so aggrieved before. His eyes were red with anger and his whole body was shaking. Fortunately, he was trapped by the Immortal Prisoner Tower at this time, otherwise Mu Zekun would have been worried that he would rush up and die.
"Okay! Don't get angry with him, let's continue to think of a solution!" Mu Zekun patted Jiuwu Guiyi's shoulder and said with an expression full of exhaustion.
"We can't rush out, and our spiritual consciousness is useless. What else can we think of?" Jiuwu Guiyi was obviously shocked, and his voice was full of decadence.
Mu Zekun's mood was extremely heavy at this time, but he still did not give up hope. The look in his eyes brightened again after a moment of dimness.
Ping Sihai said a word and then ignored Jiuwu Guiyi and Mu Zekun. He looked at Mu Yucheng and others with a smile and said, "Well, I've given you enough time. You should think it through." Bar?"
Mu Yucheng and Mu Tiannan looked at each other, and they could see the bitterness in each other's eyes. Jiuwu Guiyi and Mu Zekun's attempts have failed. Under such circumstances, what solutions can they come up with
Seeing that Mu Yucheng and others were silent, Ping Sihai shook his head and said with a smile, "It seems you haven't thought about it yet, it doesn't matter, I have a lot of patience. If you continue to think about it, I will send Jiuwu Huiqiu and his precious grandson to the west first!" "
As soon as Ping Sihai said these words, everyone changed their expressions, especially Jiuwu Huiqiu and Jiuwu Xiongba, whose faces turned ashen!
"Wait a minute! I... I..." Jiuwu Huiqiu suddenly shouted, his expression changing in an instant. It seemed that he wanted to say something, but couldn't. It just made people feel that his inner world at this time must be extremely complicated.
"Grandpa! You have taught me since I was a child that our Jiuwu family is the best and most powerful family in the entire Taoist sect. We are born kings and are born to rule this world! People in our Jiuwu family will never ask for help. No one should give in! My grandson will remember every word of his teachings and never dare to forget them!”
If in normal times, if the Nine-Five Heroes said these words, everyone would just sneer and scold him for being arrogant, but under this situation, everyone could feel the Nine-Five Heroes' heroic spirit and courage that is not afraid of death.
"But...but you are too young, your life has just begun..." Jiuwu Huiqiang's tears suddenly stopped, and his face was filled with tears in an instant, making Mu Tiannan and others sigh. Incessantly.
"So what? Being able to fight side by side with grandpa, and being able to go to hell with grandpa, that's enough for my grandson!" The Ninth Five Heroes suddenly straightened their bodies, with an excited expression. He is a true righteous man who has put life and death aside!
"Ping, if you dare to kill my descendants, I will not spare you!" Jiuwu Guiyi, who was under the prison tower, saw this scene, his blood boiled, his eyes were about to burst, and he roared.
However, Ping Sihai didn't look at him seriously at all, and the murderous look on his face became more and more intense. Jiuwuguiyi was filled with rage and anger, and he didn't care about that much. He jumped up and slammed into the green light released by the Immortal Prisoner Tower.
However, under the impact of Jiuwu Guiyi again and again, the Immortal Prisoner Tower remained motionless, but he himself was vomited blood by the force of the backlash. If this continues, if the Immortal Prisoner Tower is not destroyed, he himself will be killed alive first.
This scene looked like a farce in Ping Sihai's eyes, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Mu Zekun finally couldn't stand it any longer, and suddenly stood up and hugged Jiuwu Guiyi, "It's useless. Even if you are killed, you can't break through this Immortal Prisoner Tower! Calm down, calm down!" "
"Let me go! Let me go!" Jiuwu Guiyi, who was so angry that he simply lost his mind. Not only did he ignore Mu Zekun's advice, he even struggled ferociously. Seeing that Mu Zekun always refused to let go, he actually struck Mu Zekun with his palm.
Under such circumstances, Mu Zekun did not fight back and allowed the heavy palms of Jiuwugui to fall on him one after another. No matter how advanced Mu Zekun's cultivation was, he could not withstand the madness of Jiuwu Guiyi. Within a few moments, he was already spurting out blood.
"Hahaha... Good fight, good fight! It seems that I can save some time again!" Ping Sihai watched more and more happily, and his laughter shook the earth.
"This is not the way! Yu Cheng, I will teach you the method of summoning the ancestral world. After a while, we will desperately entangle Ping, and you rush to the top of the mountain and summon Wandong!" Mu Tiannan was also anxious, gritting his teeth. said.
"No! It's up to me to pester Ping!" Mu Yucheng immediately refused.
Mu Tiannan shook his head and said, "Stop arguing! My cultivation level is higher than yours, and I am more sure of trapping Ping! Summoning Wandong is our only chance, and we must not let it slip! You have to know , not only us, ancestors, but also all the disciples of our Mu family, and even the entire Taoist sect’s continued survival depends on this only chance!”
"Fight! Keep fighting, hit hard! The one named Mu is already vomiting blood. I don't think he can hold on for much longer. Nine to five will return to one, and you will win! Hahaha..."
Ping Sihai's wild laughter rang out again, making Mu Tiannan and the other people's eyes dazzle with stars. But thanks to Ping Sihai's wild laughter, Jiuwu Guiyi, who had lost his mind, suddenly came to his senses.
While Jiuwu Guiyi was struggling to sort out his chaotic brain, Mu Zekun, who was hugging him tightly, softened little by little. "Old guy, you... you finally regained your senses!"
In this short period of time, Mu Zekun received at least ninety-five to ten slaps. In the rage of Jiuwu Guiyi, he didn't know how to measure or not, and the power of each palm was extremely amazing. Mu Zekun's cultivation had reached its limit. He was almost covered in blood and his complexion was about to turn golden.
"You... why don't you fight back?!"
Seeing Mu Zekun's appearance, he understood everything as soon as he returned home. Although he was roaring, his voice was trembling a little, and his face and eyes were full of regret and self-blame that could not be concealed. .
Mu Zekun coughed heavily and curled his lips and said, "How can I, the dignified ancestor of the Mu family, be like a lunatic? Haha..."
"You... you idiot, idiot!" Jiu Wugui cursed loudly, but his voice was choked with sobs, and there was still wet mist gathering in his eyes.
Mu Zekun looked at him as if he had seen an alien. After a long while, he finally smiled and said, "Are you going to cry?"
"Get the fuck out of here!" Jiuwu Guiyi raised his hand to strike Mu Zekun, but it didn't fall.
"Why don't you fight? Keep fighting!"
Ping Sihai's shout came again from outside the Immortal Prisoner Tower. Mu Zekun seemed not to hear it and ignored it. Jiuwu Guiyi just turned his head and glanced at him, but did not get angry.
"Old guy, it seems we have no other way. You shouldn't stop me from using the self-sacrifice technique now, right?" Jiuwu Guiyi calmly turned to look at Mu Zekun and asked.
"Yes, it seems that in order to break this Immortal Prison Tower, one must use the Sacrifice Technique! However, I am the one who should use the Sacrifice Technique, not you!"
"Nonsense! I came up with this idea, so of course I should do it! Besides, I have no way to communicate with your Mu family's ancestral realm and call out that boy named Wandong!"
"No need! After the Immortal Prisoner Tower is broken, as long as you are responsible for holding Ping around for a moment or three, Tiannan will naturally be able to rush to the top and communicate with Wandong according to the method I taught him!"
"Then...that won't work either! I..."
"Stop fighting! I'm injured more than you. Even if you break the Immortal Prisoner Tower, I won't have a chance to call out Wan Dong. Laojiu, we have been fighting for more than two hundred years, why not... fight today? Already?"
"Yeah! And...he!" Jiuwu Guiyi had been holding back the tears for a long time, but now he couldn't help it anymore and poured out. He grabbed Mu Zekun's hand tightly and nodded tremblingly.
"Okay! Okay!!" Jiuwugui nodded. Mu Zekun suddenly became energetic, his eyes were bright, and he shouted, "Help me up!"
With the support of Jiu Wu Gui Yi, although it was difficult, Mu Zekun finally straightened his back again and looked at Ping Sihai who was arrogant and arrogant. There was not much hatred on his face, only deep disdain for Jiu Wu. Wu Guiyi said, "We can't deal with this bastard surnamed Ping. Wan Dong will definitely not kill him! I have no other demands. When Wandong kills this bastard, you cut off his head and put it on the In front of my grave, I want to see if he can still laugh at that time!"
"Don't worry! When the time comes, I will not only bring his dog head, but also a jar of good wine, so that we two brothers can get drunk and rest!" At this time, Jiuwu Guiyi finally let go of everything he had done in the past. said the voice.
"Okay! Have fun!"
After confessing his last wish, Mu Zekun's injuries seemed to have healed without any medicine, and his whole body erupted with a look that was almost impossible to look at! It is said that a star shines brightest when it falls. At this time, Mu Zekun was clearly like this, welcoming the most brilliant and glorious moment in his life with high fighting spirit!
Jiuwu Guiyi's vision had already blurred at this time, and he clenched his fists desperately, letting his nails pierce into his flesh!
"Old man, you take a step first, Guiyi will come soon!" At this time, Guiyi of the Ninth Five-Year Plan also experienced the feeling Mu Zekun had before, the deep loss, intense loneliness, and boundless grief, which made him feel I lost all attachment to this world for a while... (To be continued)