"Kill!"

The old ghost shouted, and a black mist emitted a piercing coldness, outflanking Mu Ping.

Speaking of which, his attack method is extremely simple, except for the spiritual attack, the rest, I'm afraid it's entangled and devoured.

Of course, he devoured the monk's spiritual power and essence blood.

For monks whose cultivation is much lower than him, the spiritual power is locked and then devoured, these two moves are enough to be fatal, just like Liu Yu and others, they don't even have the power to resist at all, but if they meet a monk who is a fellow practitioner, he will not be enough to see these two times.

"Break it for me!"

Mu Ping roared, and his spiritual power turned into black spikes more than a meter long, as if they had a shape, and pierced the old ghost's head.

"Whew-"

The half-wrapped old ghost's body suddenly shook, and then let out a scream similar to that of a demon beast, and his body hung in the air, and he was actually locked up.

Advancing to the thirteenth layer of the real tree, Mu Ping's spiritual power has recovered to the middle stage of the tree soul, which is far from being comparable to the little Yuanying monk of the old ghost.

He felt his headache splitting, as if there were countless steel needles stirring in the sea of consciousness.

"Annihilation!"

Mu Ping's right fist suddenly dilated in his pupils, and if you look closely, you can see that the fist is covered with lilac flames, and it is he who fused the cold lizard demon fire into his fist.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

The weasel saw that the old ghost was motionless, and Mu Ping's fist had already reached his face, and he was extremely experienced in combat, knowing that something must be bad, and the old ghost was not Mu Ping's opponent at all.

In a hurry, he reached out and took out a pitch-black spear from the ring and threw it at Mu Pingfei.

"Forbidden weapons?"

Although Mu Ping didn't look back, his spiritual power was not vegetarian, and he felt the coercion emanating from the pitch-black spear, which was a forbidden weapon.

The so-called forbidden weapons are generally masters of the Immortal Emperor level, or refining masters of the same level, who have cultivated all of their own cultivation and condensed them into one weapon, so that this weapon is equivalent to storing the full force of the powerful one.

What's more, three full strikes can be stored on a single weapon, that is, a forbidden weapon can deliver three attacks.

"How can this weasel have a forbidden weapon?"

Mu Ping was shocked, and quickly withdrew his special stunt, his body twisted violently to the side, and the wind was immediately unleashed, and from a very tricky angle, he was able to avoid this fatal blow.

"Whew!"

The spear made a cracking sound and flew past Mu Ping's temple, the wind almost taking a piece of his skin off.

Fortunately, his refining body has reached the second layer of the mortal body, the silver skin stage, and when he has not refined his body, this time, he has to let him hang the color.

"It's a good thing, and it can't be wasted!"

Mu Ping is also a master of the arts, daring, chasing the spear and flying.

But all forbidden weapons don't need to be recognized, and whoever gets it counts, just like the talisman refined by Mu Ping.

But there is the same, the forbidden weapon is like a missile, it will hurt people or things, and generally as long as it encounters an obstruction from an object, it will automatically attack, and if it is forcibly caught halfway, its power will automatically shrink back.

As a Jiupin Emperor Artifact Master, he still has this common sense.

He chased after the pitch-black spear, flew all the way, and when it was level with the spear, he reached out and grabbed the spear in his hand.

But he painfully found that this spear was supposed to have three attack powers, but only this one in his hand was left.

"Loser, what a waste!"

"Give me back the spear!"

The weasel was completely angry, he didn't know that Mu Ping still had this insight and knew how to collect forbidden weapons. Listen to the school bag

He didn't expect the attack of the forbidden weapon to cause any damage to Mu Ping, but he could definitely break this sixth-level trapped killing formation, once the formation was broken, the sea water would automatically rush in, and at that time, he could fish in troubled waters and take the opportunity to sneak attack.

Which Cheng thinks that people are not as good as heaven, he lost his wife and soldiers.

"Your spear? Do you want it to say yes?"

Mu Ping smiled playfully, and casually put the spear into his ring.

No matter how small the mosquito's legs are, it's meat, and an attack is not bad, at least he has one more hole card.

All of this is a long story, but it can happen in less than thirty breaths from front to back.

"Whew-"

The old ghost let out a sigh of relief, and found that his body was finally able to move. Rao is Mu Ping withdrew the world-destroying trick in time in order to avoid the forbidden weapon thrown by the weasel, but the cold lizard demon fire on his fist still emitted a part and happened to fall on the old ghost.

Although the old ghost can move now, his right arm is gone, and it has been vaporized by the cold lizard demon fire.

"Lao Huang, this kid is weird!"

As soon as he could speak, the old ghost reminded the weasel.

"I've seen it for a long time!"

It can be seen that the weasel does not buy the reminder of the old ghost.

Think about it, who just lost a forbidden weapon and can be in a good mood?

"Mu Ping, if you have the ability, none of us will use any weapons, just fight one-on-one in such a dignified manner!"

The weasel is worthy of being a treacherous person, he is afraid that Mu Ping will use a forbidden weapon against him in turn.

He didn't know if Mu Ping still had the Demon Beast Pill in his hand, but he had just taken away his forbidden weapon, but he saw it with his own eyes, and others didn't know, but he knew, because this forbidden weapon was originally the stuff of Time Laosu.

He had seen with his own eyes that Shi Laosu used this weapon, coupled with his own cultivation, to desperately cut Shi Wanying, who was also an Immortal Emperor, into two pieces.

Therefore, when he chose to betray, he didn't steal anything, just stole this forbidden weapon, which had been useless for 20,000 years, and today he wanted to use it, but it had become Mu Ping's thing.

Even the Immortal Emperor was cut in two, could he, a small Yuanying monk, be able to fight against that weapon?

"As you wish. ”

Mu Ping calmly put away the Cold Moon Divine Knife and stood opposite the weasel with his bare hands.

"Look at the punch!"

The weasel was secretly happy in his heart, he roared, and he didn't talk about the morality of the rivers and lakes at all, the old and the young, and took the lead in making a move.

A huge fist shadow of about ten zhang smashed towards Mu Ping.

"Open!"

Mu Ping's legs were apart, his right fist stretched out sharply, and suddenly became thick, and a fist shadow about ten zhang in size hit the weasel.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided with each other, making a thunderous sound.

With the two of them as the center, except for the ones that were quickly put away by Mu Ping's hand, the corpses of the Zerg scattered everywhere were all turned into powder, and the aftermath of the fist power did not stop, spreading out in all directions with the two of them as the center.

Sand and gravel flying, dirt splashing.

Even the large array arranged by Mu Ping trembled three times, making a stabbing sound similar to the cracking of the cloth.

Under one punch, the two of them kicked and kicked, and they retreated more than a dozen steps respectively, and they were evenly matched, regardless of victory or defeat.

"It's my turn!"

Mu Ping roared, floated up, and slapped the weasel.