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As soon as he entered the whirlpool, Mu Ping's eyes were dark, the wind gusted, his body was torn in four directions from the inside to the outside, from the outside to the inside, and his clothes were torn in an instant.

The wind was like a knife, blowing on the body, as if it were undergoing the most ancient punishment, and every piece of flesh was about to be cut off.

If it weren't for the fact that his body refining had already reached the third layer of the mortal body, he had no doubt that he would have to be cut into a bone frame in less than five minutes.

"Phew!"

Da Mao trembled all over, and his mouth kept inhaling.

“！”

As soon as Mu Ping's spiritual power moved, Da Mao was immediately accepted into the ring, and a pill was also stuffed into Da Mao's mouth by him.

"Thank you, master!"

Da Mao excitedly looked around at Mu Ping's acceptance space, and the injuries on his body were healing quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It doesn't seem to hurt to have a master!"

He muttered, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to heal.

Mu Ping had already erected the Yuanli shield and enveloped himself in it, and a set of clothes was also put on his body. And his spiritual power radiated out, looking forward to finding Feng Zhongyun and Xiao Wu, under this kind of high-intensity wind, the two of them would probably faint in minutes.

Why, it seems that the divine consciousness is isolated here, no matter how hard he tries, the spiritual power can only radiate out less than three hundred meters, and there is no trace of the two of them at all.

However, the connection between him and Xiao Wu's spiritual power is still there, and this little thing must still be alive, which is what makes him happy.

As for Feng Zhongyun, he can only resign himself to fate and ask for more blessings.

"Void Trap?"

Suddenly, an idea crept into his head.

People who often travel interstellar know that there are whirlpools in the starry sky, also called starry sky traps, if the monk accidentally steps into it, not to mention ten deaths, but it also needs great power to keep it safe.

Moreover, the starry sky trap communicates with many planes, and when you come out of the starry sky trap, you don't know which planet you have arrived on.

"How can there be a starry sky trap on Earth? Is it man-made?"

Mu Ping fell into confusion, no wonder no hidden sect dared to attack the idea of this Golden God Sect's lair? It turned out that this starry sky trap was causing trouble?

In fact, he really guessed correctly, the reason why this Golden God Sect's lair can be kept is due to the starry sky trap.

Suddenly

Mu Ping felt his body pause, his feet immediately stepped on the solid ground, the wind in his ears stopped abruptly, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he had come to a strange world.

There was a dead silence here, as if the air was not flowing and the water was stagnant.

Everywhere is gray, it is dark gray, the distant mountains are like daisies, and the mountains are bare, and there is no grass.

This is a world, and it is clear whether it is good to enter a still painting.

Mu Ping's spiritual power still couldn't be completely released, but the range released just now had expanded to three thousand meters.

"Stop!"

Before Mu Ping could see the surrounding scenery clearly, he opened his mouth and shouted, because he saw that three hundred meters in front of him, a one-horned monster the size of more than a foot was running rapidly, and the monster was holding Feng Zhongyun and Xiao Wu in his hands.

Xiao Wu flickered his wings, but he couldn't scream, and Feng Zhongyun was completely unconscious.

"Whew!"

A black light flew out of Mu Ping's sea of knowledge and slashed straight at the head of the one-horned monster. It was he who sacrificed the natal flying sword and snow without a trace.

And he himself jumped high, the wind spread out, and after a few ups and downs, he reached a distance of less than thirty meters from the monster, fell into the void, and stood still.

There are restrictions on flying here, so any flying moves are in vain, unless you have a flying real machine, and you just don't know that the restrictions are not limited.

"Poof!"

Xue Wuxian slashed a streamer, and in an instant, the one-horned monster's head the size of a grinding disc was cut off in an instant, and Mu Ping didn't stop, Xue Wuxian flew around the monster, and the monster's limbs were also chopped off.

He stretched out his hand, Xiao Wu and Feng Zhongyun flew towards him, and he stuffed them into the ring, and the two pills immediately flew into the mouths of the two.

All this was done in one go, without the slightest hesitation, from Mu Ping's feet to the ground, to the flying sword flying out, to the rescue of the two, but less than ten breaths of time passed.

"Huh?"

After Mu Ping checked the injuries of Feng Zhongyun and Xiao Wu, fed the medicine and infused Mu Yuanqi, and saw that although the two were seriously injured, they did not worry about their lives, so he breathed a long sigh of relief, and when he looked up again, there was still the shadow of a unicorn monster.

And where the monster stood just now, there was not a drop of blood.

"What's going on? Isn't this monster afraid of being killed?"

Mu Ping pulled out the Cold Moon Divine Knife from the ring, his face was grim, and he was on guard

"Hahaha! It's really a bit of a doorway! Even the bull head under the deity seat is not your opponent!"

Suddenly, a cold voice rang out.

The voice couldn't tell which direction it came from, but it was everywhere, as if he was the master of this space.

"Bull's head?"

Mu Ping frowned slightly?

"There are cow heads, is there also horse noodles?"

He scoffed.

"Of course!"

The cold voice didn't get angry because of Mu Ping's ridicule, like a university professor, and replied seriously.

"Damn, there really is!"

Mu Ping touched his nose and looked embarrassed.

"Is Your Excellency the Nether God Monarch?"

"Hahaha, you're really well-informed!"

The cold voice laughed maniacally, without the slightest emotion.

"I didn't expect that the dignified Netherworld God Monarch would also engage in bandit activities such as setting up ambushes and robbing roads?"

Mu Ping's front leg arch and back muscles tensed, and he didn't dare to be careless.

"Relax, young man, if the deity wanted your life, I would have asked for it just now, how could I be so polite to you!"

"It's just a shrunken turtle, where did you get such a big confidence to speak, you have the ability, you have already appeared, why bother grinding!"

"Young man, don't be so angry, the deity doesn't like to be provoked in person, if you want to live longer, put away your set, otherwise, hehe......"

"Isn't it just an evil ghost that can drive a few Xuandan cultivators, what's the big deal!"

Mu Ping laughed, grabbed it casually, and the three evil ghosts of Xuandan cultivation were caught in his hands, and with another hand, the three evil ghosts all turned into green smoke.

"You...... You have opened your pupils and can see them!"

This time, it was the turn of the Nether God Monarch to not be calm, and he spoke in surprise.

"It's just a few evil ghosts, when you're alive, you're not afraid, and when you're dead, there's nothing to be afraid of!"

Mu Ping's chin rose, but his hand was not idle, and with a wave of his hand, more than a dozen evil ghosts hidden in the dark and preparing for a sneak attack were turned into green smoke by him, and there was no scum left.

"Squeak!"

The remaining demons did not care about stealth and fled in all directions.

He suddenly discovered that these evil ghosts were the ones who hid and drove the disciples of the Golden God Sect and were let go by him in the first underground palace, but he didn't expect that they all had sanity at this moment. 2k reading web