Chapter 390: Chopping Ulaman

The whole body of the spacecraft shook suddenly, and a large mouth half a meter wide and more than 20 zhang long appeared in front of Mu Ping's eyes.

"The ship was damaged, the defense failed. ”

Suddenly, an alarm sound similar to that of a computer robot sounded in his ears, and then the alarm bell rang out, and the protective film cracked again, revealing its body.

And the two black-robed people were affected by the blade, and their bodies were split into pieces, and even the black robes on their bodies were not spared.

"Thank you, kids!"

Suddenly, the sky distorted, and a silvery-white, no less than this behemoth with a radius of hundreds of meters, emerged from the void.

"Another spaceship?"

Mu Ping faintly found that there were three figures standing on this spaceship, which were the three aliens in spacesuits who rescued Luan Fengxiang in the first place.

"Little friend, these tiger bastard mongrels are our common enemy, and now we are going to fight them!"

On that spaceship, there were ten cannon muzzles, each of which flashed white, as if a big killer was brewing.

"Energy cannon again?"

Mu Ping didn't dare to slack off, his body shook, and he hurriedly escaped from the battle circle.

As soon as he flew out, the spaceship under his feet flew up silently, and in a moment, the black light flashed, swished, and disappeared, and another spaceship in the sky also turned into a streamer, chasing straight after, and in an instant, they both disappeared out of Mu Ping's sight.

"Boom!"

His brain thumped, and the blockade finally broke. His spiritual power instantly covered a radius of thousands of miles. A long-lost feeling of control suddenly diffused in his sea of consciousness.

"Whew-"

He let out a long breath, then his eyes lit up, and he galloped away in the southwest direction.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, please believe that the old slave did not mean to hurt our clansmen in the slightest, on the contrary, the old slave wanted to find out the truth about the sudden disappearance of the clansmen back then, and give justice to the ancestors. ”

Wulaman stood at the entrance of Xifengkou Town, and standing with his back to him was Princess Ulan, and behind Princess Ulan, there were hundreds of ghosts.

"Ulamon, looking for the truth about the disappearance of the ancestors back then is just a beautiful excuse for you, I think your original intention is to find the mysterious thing left by the ancestors and resurrect your own body, yes or no?"

Princess Ulan frowned slightly, looking disdainful.

"Ulan, don't give you two taels of dye, you dare to open a dye shop, this general doesn't want to cause trouble, so I respect you as a princess, don't you know your own life experience? You are just a humble outsider

Don't pretend to be a savior. ”

Wu Laman rolled his eyes and said: "To tell you the truth, your biggest reliance, Mu Ping, has been bombarded into scum by energy cannons, you should die, no one can save you! Today, if you honestly hand over the general to the old man, it will be fine, if not, don't blame the old man for not talking about his love for so many years, hum......"

"You ......"

Princess Ulan's face darkened, and her eyes were red, not because of the other party's threat, but because the other party said that Mu Ping had been bombarded into scum.

"You are talking nonsense, how could Mu Ping die?"

Princess Ulan was as aggrieved as if her beloved toy had been snatched away.

"Nonsense, I ......"

Ula was just halfway through his words when his head suddenly turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and he was surprised to find that his neck had been pinched in his hand at some point.

"Aren't you being blown to slag? Are you a human or a ghost?"

He raised his right hand, pointed at Mu Ping, who had a playful face, and spoke in surprise. I simply forgot the fact that I was a ghost.

"What do you say?"

Mu Ping smiled slightly, revealing his white teeth, and scolded sharply:

"How can a devil like you go beyond it, ah? You betray your ancestors, betray your relatives, and keep saying everything to find the truth, to put it bluntly, it's all for your own selfish interests, you are just an obsession, but you dare to come out and harm others and yourself, it's really unreasonable!"

With a flash of white light, a fireball appeared in his hand out of thin air, and the pitch-black figure of Ulaman, who was more than a foot tall, began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Don't kill me, I don't want to die!"

His mournful cry reverberated through the hearts of each primordial soul, but his figure gradually faded, and finally turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated into the air.

A black robe fell to the ground.

As soon as Mu Ping's mental power moved, the black robe was held in his hand.

"Sure enough, it's this invisible black robe that is doing it. ”

As Mu Ping said, the historical Wulaman may be very strong, or he may be dedicated to the survival of the ancient country of Ulan, but the ghost in front of him is just an obsession of his life, no thoughts, no memory, let alone any useful news from his mouth, what is the use of leaving him?

Lan'er once again thanked her son for saving her life. ”

Seeing Mu Ping appear, Princess Ulan's face showed a touch of relief, she didn't believe that Mu Ping was bombed into scum, but now that she saw the body, of course she knew that he was not dead, in her heart,

How could a big hero like Mu Ping die?

"Lan'er, where is the captured general now?"

This is not the time to greet and catch up, those two spaceships may turn back at any time, before they come back, Mu Ping must find out, what secrets are hidden under this Ma Bu Nursing?

"Tell me, who the hell are you?"

In a secret room in Xifengkou Town, Mu Ping stepped forward and ripped off the general's mask, and a white man's unique face appeared in front of him.

- Blue eyes, high nose bridge, fair and delicate skin.

Prior to this, Mu Ping had arranged a seventh-level concealment formation, and Xifengkou Town had been hidden from the detection of major satellites again.

"Since it has fallen into your hands, if you want to kill it, you must listen to it. ”

The general was also very urinating, twisted his face to the side, and ignored Mu Ping at all.

"How can you say that you are also a demon cultivator of the fifth layer of Xuandan, and you don't even understand such a simple truth as soul searching in the cultivation realm?"

Mu Ping stared at his right hand, smiled yin, and continued: "But the technology of this group may not be at home, and the people who have searched for souls are either dead or crazy, that taste, tsk......"

Silence, except silence and silence, time seems to stand still.

"Well, what do you want to ask, say it. ”

After half a cup of tea, the general's face turned pale and he lowered his head helplessly.

"What's your name?"

"Simon. ”

"Why did you come here in Mabu Nur and why did you build a base here?"

"It's a long story......"

As Simon spoke, a picture scroll slowly unfolded in front of Mu Ping.

It turned out that Simon's ancestors were demons, and during the Han Dynasty, they laid a territory in the west and established their own dynasty, the Simon Dynasty.

But the good times did not last long, ten years later, because of the rebellion of the clansmen, the disintegration of the Simon Dynasty, in desperation, Simon's ancestor led a few cronies and retinue, mixed in a group of merchants, along the ancient Silk Road, all the way east, to the ancient border town of western China at that time - Ulan Ancient Kingdom.

His ancestor was attracted by the prosperity of the local area, and decided to live in seclusion in the ancient country of Ulan, lie down and taste courage, recruit troops, improve cultivation, and go back to kill a bloody horse gun.

Because he harbored the idea of revenge, he was even more desperate in his cultivation.

But cultivation is a lonely and long process, in addition to talent, it also requires a variety of resources, and Simon's ancestors are no exception.