Of course Ling Xuan couldn't find the answer.
And Chu Muyun had already made a plan, waiting for the 'number one battle force in the demon world' to step in.
Ling Xuan is a rare cultivator. Of course, the cultivator here does not include such rare practices as formations and animal taming, but in a broad sense.
For example, in weapons, he can use any kind to the extreme and release its greatest power; and for elemental spells, he is born with all attributes, and the color of the vigor flowing in the body is similar to that of Yan Chen's dark system, but he can do whatever he wants. Changes, gold, wood, water, fire, soil, or even wind, thunder and ice, as long as he wants to, all offensive spells are within his grasp.
It's such a setting that smashes the sky, so the title of the first in the demon world, the anger emperor is well-deserved.
Of course, the arrogant emperor who has the guardianship of life and the gluttonous emperor who no one wants to provoke must be excluded.
Chu Muyun was courting death by confronting him. Of course, he didn't need to be hard on him. He just wanted to make Ling Xuan cool, and cool is not something that can be achieved by recklessness. As long as you have good skills, foreplay alone can make people fly. God.
Chu Muyun performed Shao Yue's swordsmanship to the extreme, and his body changed so quickly that it was almost invisible to the naked eye. Ling Xuan approached him in an orderly manner, and quietly said to him while admiring, "Duoduo, you can't satisfy me like this. ."
Chu Muyun didn't say anything, but the corner of his mouth was raised.
When Ling Xuan saw it, his heart felt like being scratched by a cat's paw. He liked this guy's appearance like a little fox.
After about a few hundred moves, Chu Muyun stopped abruptly.
Ling Xuan knew that this was about to be served, so he couldn't help but look forward to it more and more.
Chu Muyun's use of Shao Yue's swordsmanship would definitely not hurt Ling Xuan in the slightest, but in fact, he didn't intend to use this to make the little wolf dog happy. In fact, he just borrowed the stature and footwork attached to Shao Yue's swordsmanship to form the pattern.
He is very familiar with Qianluan Peak, but some formations are extremely demanding on orientation and starting conditions. If you don't want to arrange them, you can't just rely on the natural environment to display them.
Therefore, Chu Muyun used Shao Yue swordsmanship to confuse Ling Xuan, while the other side was also taking advantage of the situation to form a formation.
The whole process was smooth and natural, and there was nothing strange about it. Even if Ling Xuan had been prepared, he did not realize that he had done so many things in such a short period of time.
The preparations are over!
Chu Muyun stared at him, raised his hand, and the sharp long sword plunged straight into the ground!
There was a loud bang, and the long sword erupted with a dazzling ice-blue light, and then it was like pouring a stream of ice liquid into the earth, and the blue flowed, from shallow to deep, dividing the dark earth, showing Very flirtatious and meticulous texture.
In an instant, the looming light shot up into the sky, unprepared!
Ling Xuan stood in the formation, and these blue rays of light rushed towards him like ropes.
The angry Emperor Zun, who had been trapped by the formation for a long time, raised his lips: "Repeat the old trick?"
Chu Muyun returned him a smile.
Anger just wanted to raise his hand to break the formation, but was suddenly stunned.
The rays of light that had come to him just now disappeared, and a man with red hair and red eyes was replaced.
He was wearing a dark black robe with tucked cuffs. He was tall, with scarlet eyes and a faint smile on his thin lips...
Like looking in a mirror, Ling Xuan looked at the man in front of him in surprise.
At this time, Chu Muyun finally said, "Twin formation."
He didn't speak again, but said something through a voice transmission: "Baby, try fighting with yourself."
His voice fell, and 'Ling Xuan' was already rushing towards him.
It was only the first time they fought, Ling Xuan clearly realized that this was not an illusion, not a puppet that looked exactly like him, this was him, a perfect replica.
really...
awesome!
Ling Xuan's interest was completely aroused. He liked this gift from the little fox. He liked it so much!
Chu Muyun looked at the two Ling Xuan who were intertwined like phantoms in the formation, and heaved a sigh of relief.
When he first saw this formation, he thought of Ling Xuan.
If you want to deal with the fighting mania, the best way is to make him cool, how cool? Let him fight all the time and he'll be so excited to wag his tail at you.
And this twin formation was tailor-made for him to attack Ling Xuan.
Of course, there is a better one, but you can't take it out all at once. First, the appetite will be lifted, the meat and bones will be delicious, and the little wolf dog will not be able to stop.
After appeasing Ling Xuan, Chu Muyun had already consumed more than half of his strength.
In the end, his cultivation was not enough. With such a powerful formation, he was on the verge of overdrafting, but fortunately, everything was under control.
Chu Muyun turned to look at the battlefield on the other side.
The beast god Dark Night was mighty and domineering, with his wings spread out, almost obscuring the sky; and Mo Jiushao didn't give up, with a long sword, he held up the entire battle, and even had the upper hand.
Yan Chen didn't dare to use his full strength, but Mo Jiushao was guarded by his life, and the battle situation became more and more unfavorable for him.
But how could Chu Muyun let them be one-sided
They are all sons, so don't be biased.
He rushed over, as if he wanted to help Mo Jiushao resolve the battle as soon as possible.
But the moment he ran into the battle, he finally saw the man standing behind the black-winged behemoth.
He is tall and tall, his complexion is extremely white, and his unique eyes are like violets in the dark night. At the moment of blooming, he is enchantingly beautiful but filled with an inexplicable sense of danger.
His lips were tightly pursed and his face was expressionless, but the coolness in his demeanor was imprinted into his bone marrow. The Buddha was born from the soul, and even death could not make it disappear, stubbornly surrounded, imprisoned, entangled... never ending. .
The little orc stopped abruptly.
He was motionless, staring at him blankly.
When a strong wind came and almost hit him, Mo Jiushao protected him behind him.
"Xiaoyun?" He called his name.
The little orc pushed him away, his light blue eyes locked tightly on the man surrounded by black wings, his voice was full of worry and anxiety: "Yan Chen..."
He was very close to Mo Jiushao, so Mo Jiushao could hear it clearly. He heard the two words at the end of him, "...Uncle."
Mo Jiushao had a bad premonition as his heart suddenly tightened.
At this moment, Yan Chen, who was unable to exert his full strength, was attacked. The moment the dark night disappeared, he covered his chest, and bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Before Mo Jiushao came back to his senses, the little orc had already rushed over like lightning. He carefully supported Yan Chen, the distress in his eyes was undisguised: "What's wrong? Uncle Yan Chen, what's wrong with you?" He was anxious. There were tears in his voice.
Yan Chen turned to look at him, his eyes full of inconceivable.
The little orc was in a hurry. He turned to look at Mo Jiushao, and said fiercely, "You lied to me! You said you wanted to take me to see Uncle Yan Chen! But now you want to kill him!"
what is the problem? Mo Jiushao stood there in a daze, and the veins in the hand holding the long sword burst out.
The little orc seemed to be insane, only Yan Chen was in his eyes. Seeing him hurt and bleeding made him feel more distressed. At the same time, he hated the person who hurt Yan Chen.
"Mo Jiushao! You liar! I'm going to kill you!"