The Great Elder gave the order to retreat, and the remaining six people fell to the ground as if they had heard the most beautiful music in the world, and then they got up with their bones, twisting their legs one by one, swinging their bodies without upper limbs, running faster than rabbits, and in an extremely comical state.

But they didn't know that in the fifth-level trapped killing array, wanting to run was tantamount to a fool's dream.

"If you want to run, let's go in the next life!"

The big fireball carried the wind and the heat, and with a swish, flew towards the Great Elder first.

"Broken!"

The Great Elder was not ambiguous, and waved the Judge Pen at the fireball, although the Judge Pen was not a first-level real weapon, but it was also a half-step real weapon, emitting a piercing wind, and picked it at the fireball.

But in the face of absolute strength, everything is scum.

The fireball seemed to be very light, without a little weight, but when it fell on the Great Elder, it weighed more than a thousand pounds.

"Ahh

The Great Elder let out a scream, and then, there was no more, for his entire body was burned to ashes, and even the judge's pen was not spared.

Although the color of the fireball was a little dim, it paused for a moment, but it did not stop, and flew towards the remaining six people, and where it passed, there was no grass.

So, there was a funny scene in the big array, only to see the six people like headless flies, spinning around, and behind them, there was a big fireball, as if they had a spiritual intelligence, tracking around.

In the blink of an eye, the eight people, including the monk who had been beheaded by Mu Ping before, all turned into flying ashes, and the wind blew and scattered between heaven and earth.

"Whew-"

Mu Ping let out a long breath, sat down cross-legged, and began to heal and regain his strength.

"Boy, who are you provoked by, why did you kill my Fire Dragon Sect!"

Suddenly, with a "bang", a huge purple-red giant palm fell from the sky and slapped fiercely on the fifth-level trapped killing array.

"Old thing, since you know that you are cultivating evil skills, then you should know that those who cultivate evil skills will be punished by everyone! Ben Shao has not been influenced by anyone, Ben Shao is doing the right thing for heaven!"

Mu Ping's answer is also righteous and strict, sonorous and powerful.

"Don't talk nonsense, don't hide in that turtle shell and be a shrunken turtle, you have the ability, come out and fight with this sect leader!"

"As you wish. ”

Mu Ping turned over and stood up, waved his hand and withdrew the formation.

Fan Tiangang's slitted eyes were like a dead pool, and they were so cold that they made people shudder. Behind him, Kui Niu and the remaining twenty-three disciples were also spitting fire in their eyes.

"Die!"

Fan Tiangang shook his hands from side to side, hugged him into his arms like a Taiji ball, and then pushed outward, and a huge round ball with a diameter of about two feet flew towards Mu Ping.

Facing this old guy who has lived for more than a hundred years and has great-grandchildren, Mu Ping didn't dare to despise it, after all, his current cultivation has not fully recovered.

"Break it for me!"

As soon as his right hand moved, a scimitar that was thrown on the ground was also held in his hand, and his desperate three styles were all knife techniques except for the desperate slash, and there was no good knife, so he could only use a dagger instead.

A one-meter-sized knife shadow slashed at the orb.

With a "poof", the ball cracked in response, and Mu Ping stepped back more than a dozen steps, and then he stood firm, feeling that his throat was salty and blood was gushing up, but he swallowed it back raw.

Fan Tiangang was no better, he took four or five steps back, and his old face was also red.

"Good boy, sure enough, there are two hits!"

There was a soft "click", and the two Zhongpin spirit stones held in Mu Ping's left hand turned into ashes in response, and his aura began to skyrocket.

Since he cast the fireball technique, he has not stopped absorbing the aura, and now under the blow, a qualitative change has finally occurred, he finally stepped through the threshold of the third layer of the real tree, and stepped into the fourth layer of the real tree, three small trees in the dantian are waving in the wind, each tree is thirteen leaves, and the fourth tree also faintly has a prototype.

The third layer of the real tree belongs to the primary level of the real tree, and stepping into the fourth layer is equivalent to stepping into the intermediate level, and the combat effectiveness has also been improved accordingly, and his spiritual power can also cover the range of 800 meters.

"Whew-"

Mu Ping raised his arms and let out a long roar, it can be said that until now, he felt that he had the power to protect himself, the wound on his back had already scabbed, and the yuan power surging in his meridians was like a rushing river, gushing endlessly.

"Click!" His hundredth meridian was also opened in an instant, and a comfortable feeling was like drinking a glass of ice water on a dog day, and his whole body was ironed.

"Why did he even make the cut in the fight?!"

Fan Tiangang looked at Mu Ping's momentum and muttered to himself. "What a demon, God, why are you so ruthless to the Fire Dragon Sect?!"

Rao is his mind has matured infinitely, and he can't help but show a gloomy color.

"Come on, old horseman, see how Ben Shao kills you!"

"You're thinking too much!"

Fan Tiangang's feet moved, and one by one the disciples of the Fire Dragon Sect flew towards Mu Ping like a cannonball, and in the blink of an eye, the twenty-three disciples behind him, including Kui Niu, all flew up.

And his old body was like a purple eagle, soaring into the air, gliding a distance of two hundred meters, a few jumps, and disappeared in the main hall.

"Why is this old thing so mean?!"

Mu Ping was stunned, he had lived for more than 2,100 years, and it was the first time he had seen a sect leader disregard the lives of his subordinates for his own life, and let them be used as shields.

But since Fan Tiangang was able to abandon these disciples, Mu Ping accepted them all.

"Woohoo!"

One after another swords flew out, like a death scythe, constantly harvesting the lives of those Fire Dragon Sect disciples.

For a while, the blood mist was steaming, and the screams were endless, and this place became a hell on earth in an instant. Those Fire Dragon Sect disciples wearing red disciple robes were like wheat, all of them were cut off by the waist.

"Uncle, spare your life!"

In mid-air, Kui Niu barked in a rough voice.

can make a heaven-level early stage monk beg for mercy like a dog, and Mu Ping is also a scorpion baba - the only one. You must know that Kui Niu's cultivation is one level higher than Nanyuan, the leader of the Xuan Group.

"Boom!"

Mu Ping slashed the last three Fire Dragon Sect disciples, and then reached out and pointed at Kui Niu's acupoint, trampling him under his feet.

Advancing to the fourth layer of the Transformation Tree, dealing with Kui Niu is as simple as dealing with a chicken.

"Spare you, give Ben a reason?"

"I know where Fan Tiangang, the old man, and his two sons practice, and I also know where the treasure house in the sect is located, and I also know where the insects in the mouths of the two masters died. ”

"Lead the way!"

Mu Ping is not a grinder, since there is a ready-made guide, how can there be no reason not to use it, as for whether he will spare a dog's life, it depends on how valuable he is.