Mu Jun sensed the threat of death, stared at those cold eyes, his mind moved slightly, the sword of Cangsheng was inserted into his chest in an instant, the bald man's hand loosened slightly, Mu Jun's figure flashed, and he quickly withdrew from the clamp, ten feet away from him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The sword thrust through his chest and pierced through his vest, and at the same time Mu Jun noticed that he was naked, without a wisp. The man knelt on one knee in the void, stared at Mu Jun with his side head, grabbed the Cangsheng Sword on his chest with both hands, and immediately pulled it out, the sword wound on his chest recovered instantly, and there was no trace of wounds on his white chest.

The man stood up suddenly, holding the Cangsheng Sword in his hand, and strode towards Mu Jun, carrying a murderous aura that roared in. Mu Jun tried to recall the Cangsheng Sword, sensing a response, but he was unable to break free from his grip.

Mu Jun's figure flashed again, and the man still walked over step by step, and the blood-colored lotus petals floating in the distance galloped towards him, turning around him, turning into a blood-colored robe, revealing a powerful chest. The blood-colored robes followed his steps, as if flowing blood was churning.

Mu Jun pinched the trick with both hands, drew talismans in the air with soul power, and a formation on the Cangling Divine Technique flashed in his mind, and several vines appeared in the air, turning into a dragon and pounced on the man, but when he got close to him, he turned into a point of light. Mu Jun was stunned, and suddenly remembered that she was awakened by her own soul power, and he was immune to his spells.

I don't know if it's because of the robe, the man's footsteps flashed in front of Mu Jun's eyes. Mu Jun turned around and galloped like lightning, and ran thousands of miles away in a breath, who knew that a phantom appeared in front of her, Mu Jun stopped his body, turned around and ran again. Suddenly, her chest was cold, her figure froze, and a strange coolness came from her body, with a slight tear.

Mu Jun looked at the man's indifferent face, raised a slight smile, the man had momentary doubts, Mu Jun took this opportunity to withdraw the Cangsheng Sword, and the wound on his chest disappeared like a man, and returned to its original state in a breath, but the chill of being pierced lingered in her memory.

When the man saw that the Cangsheng Sword had disappeared, he knew that he had fallen for Mu Jun's plan, and he was not angry, he only raised his hand, and his palm surged with golden light, overflowing with killing intent.

With such a heavy killing intention, it was the first time Mu Jun had encountered it, this person did not look like a Buddhist cultivator at all, but like a demon cultivator who killed pleasure. Mu Jun knew that the golden light couldn't be avoided by herself, but she didn't dare to bet, if she was slapped away by him this time, wouldn't it be wronged?

In a breath, Mu Jun's mind turned countless plans, she raised her eyes to look at that face, a strange plan surged in her heart, hesitated for a while, didn't have time to think about it, she winked at the man, deceived forward, reached out and grabbed the man's clothes, raised her chin, and kissed it.

The man stared at Mu Jun's eyes, stunned by this sudden change, the golden halo in his hand dissipated, Mu Jun's afterglow swept away, retreated slightly, raised his head and asked with a smile, "Who are you?"

A moment ago, the two gave each other a sword, and at this moment she was close to him, for Mu Jun, a creature that changes in a moment, the man was about the first time he met, he looked at Mu Jun: "Wuchen!" The voice was low, like the morning bell of Buddha Mountain.

The name opened Mu Jun's memory, and she remembered the woody forest, and the strange seal underground. 30,000 years ago, in the Great War of Dao Demons, Wuchen was besieged by the Six Emperors, and his soul died.

Mu Jun had a smile on his face: "Are you a Buddhist cultivator?" It's not very difficult to play a stupid and cute cultivator.

Xu was because of that intimate contact, Wuchen's murderous intent dissipated, although his face was indifferent, his breath calmed down, and Mu Jun's heart was a little settled.

Wuchen didn't answer Mu Jun's question, he turned around and walked towards the blood lotus, Mu Jun stood still, watching his tall figure walk towards the blood lotus, the red robe was strange and ghostly.

Wuchen squatted down, looked at the blood lotus with only the lotus pod and stems, and reached out to caress the lotus canopy, as if he was caressing his beloved lover, and saw the coolness rising behind Mu Jun.

After two breaths, Wuchen tucked the blood lotus into his sleeve, got up and turned his head to look at Mu Jun.

Mu Jun stood quietly in place, looking back calmly, and after three breaths, Wuchen stretched out his hand and hung in the air.

Staring at that hand for a while, Mu Jun realized his intention, he was inviting her out, Mu Jun tried her best to resist the urge to retreat, she began to regret the impulse just now, in fact, she should have chosen to take that slap.

Walking over step by step, slowly putting his hand in his palm, before he had time to feel what it felt, his body was like a sword rushing into the sky, Wuchen raised his head, the lotus pattern in the center of his eyebrows, floated out a huge blood lotus, flew to nothingness, after a breath, a huge lotus flower appeared in the void, and Wuchen rushed into the blood lotus with Mu Jun.

Parked on the light boat in the main hall, the sleeping Mu Jun suddenly opened his eyes, looked around vigilantly, and his figure flashed, and he stood on the main hall, and his mind moved slightly, so he put away the light boat.

Luo Yan at the edge of the square outside the hall sensed the changes in the hall, and his figure flashed, and he appeared in the hall, and Qinggang appeared immediately, he saw Mu Jun standing in the hall, and his heart was relieved: "Little junior sister!"

Mu Jun didn't turn around, staring at the blood-colored lotus seed suspended in front of her, and Wuchen's words echoed in his mind: "Help me find my body, and I'll set you free!"

A blood lotus in the sea of knowledge is waiting to be released, and she is being coerced!

Qinggang sensed that Mu Jun was wrong, his figure flashed, he stood in front of her, and raised his hand to support Mu Jun's shoulders: "Little junior sister, is there anything wrong?"

Mu Jun clenched the lotus seed in his hand, raised his head and smiled at Qinggang: "It's okay, it's probably because I slept for too long and my head was a little dizzy." ”

Qinggang withdrew his hand and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, sit down and rest for a while." After that, he took out a cyan jade bottle from his sleeve and handed it to Mu Jun: "The best spiritual liquid for restoring the soul of the green jade white dew." ”

Mu Jun was not polite, the spiritual power flicked the cork, pinched the trick with both hands, and a wisp of cyan water penetrated into her nostrils, along the wing of the nose, into her eyebrows, and in an instant, she felt a coolness sweeping over the entire soul, and the soul was condensed and rounded.

"Thank you, brother. Mu Jun opened his eyes and thanked Qinggang.

Qinggang put away the jade bottle, raised his hand to rub the top of Mu Jun's head, raised his lips and smiled: "Be so polite to me, beg for a beating!"

Mu Jun suppressed the gloom in his heart, turned to look at Luo Yan who was standing in the distance, and asked softly, "Who is this?"

Qinggang raised his hand and saluted: "Wind Pavilion Lord, this place is Wind Pavilion." ”

A bright light rose in Mu Jun's eyes, this was Luo Jing's mother, the only Venerable in the Dust and Sand Realm, Mu Jun hurriedly raised his hand and saluted: "Mu Jun has seen Lord Luo Ge!"

Luo Yan twisted her eyebrows slightly, and walked towards Mu Jun step by step, every time she took a step, Mu Jun felt that the pressure around her increased a point, and the side stood lightly with his hands down, not feeling the slightest coercion, but he sensed the change between Mu Jun and Luo Jun.

Qing Zheng stared at Luo Yuan: "What does the pavilion master mean by this?"

Luo Yan didn't seem to hear Qinggang's words, and only stared at Mu Jun tightly.

(To be continued.) )