After Du Shangbei led the Zerg monk away, Mu Ping returned to that formation, which was a time formation he had never seen before, which could make people grow old in an instant.

He saw with his own eyes that the disciple of the Golden God Sect had completed his life in less than ten breaths. Now the dry bones are still there, and next to the dry bones, three new corpses, three sets of clothes to be exact, because the flesh of the three of them has been devoured by the Zerg.

There are no monsters in this space of the Sea of Time, and it is really not ordinary for the Zerg to get food.

Mu Ping no longer bothered to condemn the Zerg, this group is such a virtuous person, everywhere they are experts in making killings, habitual criminals, and it makes no sense to just talk about it.

What he cares about is this formation, this formation is called the Time Lapse Array, it is similar to his time reversal, except that this formation makes people get old, and the martial arts he obtains from the time wheel are reverse.

After studying for a while, he didn't have a clue at all, thinking that Hu Mo was still waiting for him at the foot of the mountain, so he had to give up, but it was not that he didn't have any ideas, he already knew the general method of arranging the formation, and it was just a matter of time before he arranged it.

The spiritual power was fed back, and there was indeed nothing in the array, and if he went in again, it was in vain, and Mu Ping didn't bother to bother with it.

In the next three days, Mu Ping and Hu Mo were like ghosts, where they found good things, they would appear wherever they went, and wherever they passed, they would take advantage of the benefits, leaving behind scolding all the way.

The Zerg, Demon Clan, and Ghost Cultivators who have damaged their soldiers and generals are a little loveless in life.

Of course, it was Mu Ping's own hands to snatch things, and every time he arranged Hu Mo in a relatively safe place.

However, all he got were things like spirit grass elixirs, and then some minerals, which were useful for refining weapons and arranging formations, but he didn't find a single piece of the time shell he cared about the most.

Early in the morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Mu Ping took off with a flying sword as usual, and there were only twelve days left before the sea of time closed, and it can be said that every minute and every second is precious.

Suddenly, he noticed that at the edge of the southeast corner of the huge lake, circles of red light radiated from the ground into the sky, and the halo was so brilliant that it was not much different from the fireworks set off during the festival.

"There is a strange treasure in the world!"

This was Mu Ping's first thought.

Years of exploration have made him keenly aware that whenever there is a strange treasure, there will inevitably be a vision of heaven and earth, and the stronger the vision, the more valuable it proves to be a treasure.

"Wake up, let's go!"

He nudged Hu Mo, who was still asleep.

"Where are you going? Someone has dug up the spirit grass and elixir again?"

Hu Mo got up in a hurry, rubbed his eyes, and showed a look of excitement on his face, following Mu Ping, she didn't get any benefits, this kind of effortless and good opportunity made her too lazy to pick ordinary spirit herbs and elixirs.

Mu Ping was also speechless for a while, the ancients had a saying, called eating is used to eating, running is used to legs, this girl is used to benefits, this is thinking about it.

"I'm afraid we'll have to do it ourselves this time. ”

Mu Ping teased.

Hu Mo's face flushed, silently packed up the bedding, and the two of them started together, and soon, a raft was tied up by the two of them, a long stick on the shore of the lake, and the raft was like an arrow off the string, crossing a beautiful arc, facing the southeast direction of the red light, whistling away.

"Look, what's that?"

Not long after Mu Ping left, the seven ragged monks of the Zerg, the Demon Clan, the Golden God Sect, and even the Hidden Gate all came out of different places, and looked at the place where the red light was shining, jumping to look at it from afar, but they were not as high as Mu Ping and Hu Mo's cultivation, and they wanted to cross this big lake with a diameter of hundreds of kilometers, and before they reached the other side, I am afraid that the secret realm had already been closed.

When he arrived in a place where no one was around, Mu Ping stopped the raft, and with a wave of his hand, the motorboat was taken out of the ring by him, and the two got on the boat, and Mu Ping waved his hand to start the formation, shrouding the motorboat in a light mask.

"Tututu!" white smoke rose from the motorboat, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the morning light.

"It's beautiful!"

Hu Mo took a deep breath of the dewy, moist air, and looked intoxicated.

Now she has changed into a girl's outfit again, her long black hair swaying gently in the wind, and her beautiful face is frozen into a silhouette in the morning light.

Mu Ping was stunned for a while.

"Drive your boat well!"

Hu Mowan smiled and hummed a ballad softly.

The song is tactful, such as the cry of the yellow bird, high place, and just the waterfall pouring, the sound of dripping water, has a unique rhyme.

"Is this still the woman of the demon clan?"

Mu Ping touched his nose, it was difficult for him to associate the woman in front of him with the ferocity of the demon clan.

"Mu Ping, if one day, you have a head-on conflict with the demon clan, will you let them live for me?"

I don't know how long it took, Hu Mo opened his mouth slowly, and his words were full of sentimentality.

"This ......"

Mu Ping didn't know how to answer, from the bottom of his bones, he hoped to destroy all the alien races, but looking at the demon girl in front of him, he couldn't raise the slightest hatred.

"Actually, there are many good people in the demon clan......"

Hu Mo raised his eyes to look at the vast lake in the distance.

"It's just that in order to survive, there are many things that don't have to choose, and if you give them such a space, I think everyone in our group will become indisputable. ”

"Alas!"

Mu Ping didn't know how to pick up the stubble, so he had to choose silence.

Every race has the right to choose to survive, but like the Zerg, sacrificing the interests of other races to satisfy their own selfish interests is the most shameful thing for Mu Ping, so there is no doubt that the Zerg will be destroyed as soon as possible.

The demon clan is different, he doesn't know what evil history this race has had, he has snatched resources from Dushang Bei in the past few days, and he has not seen him take any action against the seven monks of the Hidden Sect.

Maybe he was hiding deeply, the city was very deep, or maybe he didn't know who had robbed him of his resources and didn't dare to act rashly.

In any case, he didn't go on a killing spree, which made Mu Ping impressed.

However, in essence, whether it is the Zerg or the Demon Race, they are all bloodthirsty races, and it is difficult to survive without blood.

"By the way, in the past few days together, why haven't you seen Hu Mo drink blood?"