Recklessly slashed at Mu Liuyun.
Mu Liuyun's eyes were full of ridicule.
He didn't pay any attention to a reckless man like Xinglang.
With a wave of his hand, a black stick-like magic weapon appeared in his hand.
From the Xiuxian Continent to the Yanwu Continent, it is impossible to carry any immortal artifacts except the magic weapon of life.
Even if it is a natal magic weapon, it cannot even exert 10% of its power on this desolate continent.
But the thin black stick that Mu Liuyun took out suddenly filled with wisps of black air, wrapping around the star wolf.
"[Dark Prison Zen], Infernal Fire." Mu Liuyun looked at the star wolf who was entangled in black air and couldn't move for a while, with a mocking smile on his lips, "Let me let you taste the feeling of being burned to death by Infernal Fire ?”
As soon as the words fell, a red light lit up on the top of the thin black stick, that is, [Dark Prison Zen].
However, at this moment, Star Wolf suddenly raised his immobile hand.
Immediately afterwards, the long knife burst out with powerful energy, and slashed towards [Dark Prison Zen].
Ka Ka Ka!
The red light on [Dark Prison Zen] disappeared instantly.
The whole stick was frozen in ice.
Mu Liuyun's face changed drastically, and he rolled aside without thinking.
In the nick of time, he escaped the fatal blow of Star Wolf.
But there was an extra wound on the left shoulder, and the bone was visible.
And when the blood flowed out, it condensed into red ice crystals.
Even the [Dark Prison Zen] that was originally held in his hand fell to the ground.
It floats in the upper air again, and lands in Di Ming Jue's hands.
Mu Liuyun clutches his shoulders, looking at Di Ming Jue in horror.
Once again, the despair and fear of being crushed by this man came back to my mind.
"You have already been hit by the [Infinite Holy Curse] and you still have such strength."
Yes, Star Wolf could hurt him just now.
It's not that he got rid of [Dark Prison Zen]'s control, but that Di Ming Jue manipulated his every move behind the scenes.
The man doesn't even have to do it himself.
Mu Liuyun was already helpless.
If he hadn't just been hit by the [Infinite Holy Curse], people like himself might not even have the qualifications to be crushed to death by him like ants.
Xinglang returns to Di Ming Jue in a panic.
He could hardly raise his head to look at the emperor he revered.
He is really useless, not only can't protect Junshang at all, but he always asks Junshang to protect himself.
Of the four chiefs of the Imperial Guard, only he is the most useless.
The talent is average, the brain is not good, and the mouth is not bright.
It is of no use except to cause trouble to the king.
Star Wolf's eye sockets were slightly moist, and the whole person fell into the depression of self-doubt.
However, at this moment, a thin black stick was thrown into his arms.
Di Ming Jue's cold and slightly impatient voice came: "Your natal magic weapon is not suitable for you. The soul imprint on [Dark Prison Zen] has been erased by me, so you can refine this from now on?"
Xinglang took it in a hurry, then stared blankly at Di Ming Jue.
Your Majesty snatched [Dark Prison Zen] and gave it to him.
He also specially erased the soul imprint on it.
Your Majesty doesn't hate him, but still has high hopes for him
At this moment, Star Wolf almost shed tears.
I just feel that being able to follow the king in this life is really the happiest thing.
And Mu Liuyun on the side was so angry that he wanted to cry.
[Dark Prison Zen] is not an ordinary magic weapon, and cannot correspond to the level of various magic weapons in Xiuxian Continent.