There was no reply, the black wind patriarch's face turned cold, his hands moved, and a gang wind lotus rose out of thin air, leading Luo Bei towards the red and white palace not far away.
"You said Mu Daozi is powerful, you are not afraid that he will fight you if you forcefully break into his cave like this?" Luo Bei couldn't help saying this immediately.
"I wouldn't dare to break into someone else's place, but I just came here casually." Patriarch Heifeng glanced at Luobei: "He is my friend."
"friend?"
Luo Bei fell silent immediately.
People like Luobei naturally know the meaning of the word friend, not to mention that the ancestor Heifeng's disrespectful and unrestrained way of doing things is called a demon in the world. In the world, his friends may Not many.
"Someone has fought here recently."
The red and white palace in front of me is all white on the left side and red on the right side. It seems to be painted with unknown paint. The architectural style also has the characteristics of nomadic frontier houses in this area. The largest one is The Jianzheng Hall is like a Tantric temple, surrounded by black prayer flags woven with yak hair, with runes woven with white silk thread on it, and the eaves of the temple are all gilded, which looks very dazzling and atmospheric. But before landing, Luobei saw that the outer walls of many side halls looked brand new, but they had become broken walls and fragments all over the place. In some places, there are traces of explosions and burns everywhere.
Seeing such a scene, Heifeng Patriarch couldn't help but stagnate for a while, and after a while, Heifeng Patriarch's true energy was activated more urgently, and Luo Bei only felt that a blur in front of his eyes, he was already with Heifeng Lao The ancestors stood together at the entrance of the main hall.
"Mu Daozi!"
As soon as he fell to the ground, Patriarch Heifeng let out a sharp roar.
Luo Bei was also shocked. In his line of sight, facing the door was a hollow golden Buddha more than ten feet high. But at this moment, the golden Buddha's chest was completely shattered, and the broken gold nuggets, turquoise and dzi beads in the golden Buddha's belly were scattered all over the hall. In the entire hall, except for this half of the golden Buddha, everything else has been shattered into powder, and there is a big blackened pit in the middle.
Luobei is just shocking, but Patriarch Heifeng knows very well that this giant Buddha is also a protective magic circle in the cave occupied by Mu Daozi.
In the current scene, someone, like them, took advantage of the opening of the protective magic circle on the outer mountain to enter the cave occupied by Mu Daozi, and pushed Mu Daozi to a corner, and retreated into the hall , Even the Golden Buddha Array was used.
But even this last Golden Buddha Dharma protector is broken right now!
Mu Daozi is one of the eight great monsters, and his own cultivation base is also very high, and the place occupies a good location, just like the ancestor Heifeng did not dare to rush into the island where the Sanren of Wuhu lived in Zhenze. In his territory, Mu Daozi's strength is one level higher than his usual.
"This is his fire dragon scale!"
Among the turquoise, dzi beads and shattered gold nuggets all over the place, Patriarch Heifeng picked up a few tiny pieces.
These small pieces are crimson red and jade-like in color, but they are as heavy and hard as black iron and fine gold.
This was supposed to be a piece of ruby about the size of a palm and shaped like fish scales. This piece of ruby is one of Mu Daozi's most powerful magic weapons, the Fire Dragon Scale!
It was refined with ten-thousand-year fire jade, ancient dragon heart, and dragon blood, and suppressed a real fire dragon dragon soul. When it was cast, the world changed, and a fire dragon was born!
But right now, even this magic weapon has been crushed!
For Mu Daozi, it was obvious that there was more than good luck.
"who is it?!"
After the Patriarch Heifeng practiced the Kyushu Golden Wind Jue to great success, he traveled across the world for decades, and only had two or three old friends, and this Mu Daozi had the best friendship with him among them. Now picking up the broken pieces of these fire dragon scales in his hands, he was startled and angry, even with his cultivation base and concentration, his hands couldn't help trembling slightly.
"Shake the fairy bell!"
In a breath, Patriarch Heifeng forcibly calmed his mind and saw a few pieces of copper-colored pieces, as thin as paper, shining with the luster of porcelain.
It can produce fairy sounds and create the illusion of a fairyland of bliss. Only people with great concentration and a very firm mind can keep their original mind and keep their minds and spirits from being disturbed. This magic weapon is Mu Daozi's favorite magic weapon refined from the bone of a Nirvana eminent monk of Xianzong during his seventy years of poverty. Back then, Patriarch Heifeng personally tried to resist the illusion of the Paradise of Paradise, but now this magic weapon, It was also broken.
Suddenly, the black wind patriarch seemed to feel an aura of preferring jade to pieces rather than tiles from the broken fire dragon scales in his hand. He could often feel this kind of aura in Luobei's body.
"Even if someone can break in here and kill him, it's impossible to smash so many of his magic weapons at once."
"He doesn't want to be robbed of his magic weapons and destroy them by himself!"
Patriarch Heifeng stood silently for a while, and then began to look at the traces of fighting skills around him. Right now, Patriarch Heifeng knows that Mu Daozi is probably dead, but with his cultivation base, he takes life and death very lightly, and is able to control his anger. At this moment, all he is thinking about is Mu Daozi. Since Daozi is dead, it depends on who killed him and avenges him.
"He was under siege."
Patriarch Heifeng took a close look at the main hall full of broken gold and all the temples outside, seeing the shocking traces left by many powerful spells, he felt relieved. Because judging from the remaining traces of the magic technique, it is obvious that one person cannot perform it. If only one person killed Mu Taoist here alone, his cultivation level would shock the world, and the ancestor Heifeng would have little hope of revenge.
"He wanted to find out from these traces who killed Mu Daozi, and wanted to avenge Mu Daozi. I don't know if he saw anything."
Luo Bei silently followed Patriarch Heifeng, after spending dozens of days together day and night, he could figure out what Patriarch Heifeng was thinking just by looking at his expression. Walking through the cold and lifeless palace, with the strong wind blowing past on the bitter cold plateau, Luo Bei couldn't help thinking that Mu Daozi must be cold and lonely if he lives in seclusion here alone in order to avoid the enemy.
"Mu Daozi!"
Suddenly, Luo Bei saw the black wind patriarch who was silently walking in front of him startled, and let out an exclamation. Following his gaze, Luobei saw a man in a black and yellow Taoist robe lying on his back among a large piece of broken bricks and tiles, his hair was scorched and scattered, there was a sapphire gourd around his waist, and his body was stained with blood. It had turned purple-black, and his whole body was covered with dust, his whole body was stiff, lifeless, and he seemed to have been dead for a long time.
"Is this person Mu Daozi?"
Luo Bei was stunned for a moment, the black wind patriarch seemed to be in a daze and was about to go forward, but at this moment, nine arcs of light suddenly burst out from the dusty and stiff body.
These nine arcs of light are nine different colors, suddenly lit up, but not scattered, but they are instantly condensed into a daoist with nine halos behind his head, surrounded by golden light, this daoist seems to be floating from the ground in an instant, floating In mid-air, it is four or five feet high, but the whole body is like a golden crystal of Hunyuan, and the flowing water is flying behind it, and the splendor is brilliant, like a legendary fairy appearing vividly in front of the eyes. With a wave of his hand, a small blue bell is in his hand He threw it at Patriarch Heifeng and Luobei.
As soon as this Dao Zun appeared, the endless coercion emanating from his body directly crushed Luo Bei's whole body, and when the small blue clock was smashed out, it instantly turned into a giant clock the size of a hill. Thirteen white thick clouds like dragons are wrapped around the huge bell the size of a small hill, and the bell is full of micro-carved patterns of mountains and rivers. When you look closely, it looks like a long scroll of mountains and rivers, covering the whole world. The mountains and rivers of the continent are all engraved on the clock.
When the huge clock fell in the sky, Luo Bei felt that the sky and the earth had changed color, and the starry sky was completely dark. It seemed that there were gods and Taoists who rolled up all the mountains and rivers in the world and fell down all at once.
At this moment, Luo Bei really felt that he was like an ant. Compared with the techniques and magic weapons of the Ma family and Bai Yuanchen that he had seen before, they were simply inferior by countless levels.
"Shanheshe Jizhong, old ghost Qu Daozi, I didn't look for you, but you came to me instead!"
Just when Luo Bei felt that he was about to be crushed into powder by the giant clock, he heard the ancestor Heifeng, who was still in a daze, sneer.
"You cowardly idiot, you still want to sneak attack on me, you will never even think about cultivating into a real incarnation outside your body in this lifetime!"
Amid a sneer, a three-inch purple figure rushed out from the top of Heifeng Patriarch's head, and at the same time made the same seal with Heifeng Patriarch. In the sky, two huge crystal-like palms suddenly appeared, and the palms were holding the same formula as the ancestor of Heifeng and the Nascent Soul jumping out of his head. On the body of the golden Daoist.
There was a loud bang of "Boom", and the giant cyan bell was sent flying across the sky. Luo Bei only felt that his head was about to explode. Between the vibrations of Qi and blood, he was shocked by this huge sound wave. Spit out a mouthful of blood directly. At the same time, the person lying motionless on the ground uttered a strange cry, and jumped up as if struck by lightning. The golden Taoist priest in midair was blown apart and turned into nine-colored flowing flames.
"Patriarch Heifeng, how do you know that I am not Mu Daozi!"
The hair of the man who jumped up from the ground trembled, revealing a sallow old face full of disbelief. When he made this unbelievable scream, he waved his hand and shook out hundreds of white phosphorescent lights , Blowing towards Patriarch Heifeng, at the same time there was a tortoise shell-like boat under his feet, emitting a hazy blue light, protecting himself in it, flying away without looking back.
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