On the second day after a brief reunion with Mu Zheng and Mu Hong, Mu Jun took the spirit plant bag handed over to him by Shenwu and hurried to the desert. After receiving the three serial sword letters from the Lord of the Reward and Punishment Hall for the overhaul, who would dare to rub it off? After Mu Jun stepped out of the teleportation array, her figure quickly passed through Huyang City, and the familiar streets made her feel kind.

When the flying sword passed through the wind rock hills, the sky was slightly dark, and the hills gradually became foggy, so that Mu Jun could only use his divine sense to explore the way forward. The divine sense swept over the empty hills under his feet, and the doubts in Mu Jun's heart flashed: Could it be that all those poisons have gone to hibernation?

Passing through the center of the wind rock hills, the quiet Xuanbai Youchi in the middle dantian suddenly wanted to move, quickly budding, and the spiritual power of the whole body involuntarily surged towards the middle dantian. Mu Jun's eyebrows froze, stabilized his body, landed on a wind rock, crossed his knees and stared, his divine consciousness condensed into a whip, and whipped towards the Xuan Ghost Seed. As if taking a stimulant, Xuanbai Youchi showed up behind Mu Jun, and the branches and vines extended to the northwest, but there was no trace of them in two breaths.

Mu Jun pinched the trick with both hands, and a wisp of divine consciousness attached to Xuanbai, as they galloped through the wind rock hills, Mu Jun could feel the sharp shaking of the top of the Xuanbai vines. The irrepressible excitement in their hearts was transmitted to Mu Jun's divine consciousness, just like ...... It's like the full-body craving of a drug addict who is addicted to a drug and knows where the poison is. Mu Jun had this feeling once, that was outside the Nine Peaks, when Xuanbai Youchi first saw the Demon Cultivator. Mu Jun's heart moved slightly: Could it be that there is a monster ahead?

A black shadow appeared ten zhang away behind her, and the entire figure was shrouded in black robes, and Mu Jun's consciousness was slightly condensed. Lock on to the figure and keep an eye on his whereabouts. The smoke between heaven and earth grew thicker. However, with ten breaths, even the divine sense can only penetrate within a radius of one zhang. The shadow was gone. Several spirit seeds sprouted and staggered around Mu Jun, and the spirit plants formed in a formation between the three breaths, and Mu Jun pinched the trick to forcibly recall Xuanbai Youchi.

After five breaths, Xuanbai Youchi flashed out of the thick fog, runes flashed around him, and the vines swayed violently, seeing this Jing Mujun knew that they must have been fighting a moment ago, but he didn't know what the result was. Xuanbai Youchi stood beside Mu Jun, refusing to return to the middle dantian, and the vines and branches stretched everywhere. It's like smelling the air.

Suddenly, the spiritual power of the formation fluctuated, and Mu Jun's divine sense probed, and he saw that the black shadow was holding the array disk to break the formation. But for a moment, he impatiently put away the array disk, stretched out the palm of his right hand, the palm was upward, the fingers were slightly curved, and a black flame appeared in his palm, after two breaths. It's ten inches in size, and the magic is unbridled.

Seeing this scene, Mu Jun felt a slight worry in his heart, it seemed that he was in Jiuxiao Peak that time. The people in the demon clan have their eyes on themselves, but why do they have to wait until today to do it? Xuanbai Youchi quietly disappeared into the thick fog, and after a breath. Two giant black vines pumped towards the shadow, but only a cloud of black smoke was obtained. The man had already shifted his form.

Xuanbai Youchi followed closely, twitching the vines. It was still black mist that was drawn. Mu Jun's Nine Dao Divine Sense sneaked into the dense fog and pursued it with difficulty, but the person was too fast, and the Divine Sense disappeared as soon as he noticed it. A cloud of black flame pierced through the dense fog and penetrated into the formation, and where it passed, the spirit plant was wiped out, the formation collapsed instantly, and Mu Jun's figure was revealed.

As soon as the black shadow breathed, it was in front of Mu Jun's eyes, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a sword formation protruded around him, trapping his way. The sword shadow shuttled, and the black mist in the sword array overflowed, and after three breaths, the sword array disappeared from the person. Mu Jun's brows furrowed, Xuanbai Youchi lost contact, it seems that he can't be good today.

The black fog around her was getting thicker, and Mu Jun's divine consciousness seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, unable to stretch out and unable to retract, a scene she had never encountered before. With a flick of the ring finger of his left hand, a drop of blood overflowed and floated in front of Mu Jun's eyebrows, Mu Jun pinched the trick with both hands, and the blood in his heart slowly extended into a 'sheng' character, and the spiritual power of his whole body receded like a tide. After two breaths, the spiritual power of the lines of the 'Sheng' character text flowed, slowly extending to a height of half a zhang.

Mu Jun pinched the trick with both hands, and pale sword patterns appeared in the air, quickly submerging into the 'sheng' character text. After eighty-one sword patterns, the 'sheng' character text suddenly shrank, condensing into a pale small sword, but half an inch in size, and the sword body was a 'sheng' character text, which was as green as a drop.

Mu Jun stretched out his finger, and the small sword broke through the fog, and after three breaths, a pale sword rain fell within a radius of 100 zhang. The thick fog dissipated, and the wind rock mounds within a hundred zhang below the night shattered into ashes, and thirty zhang away, a black shadow lay on its body, breathing rapidly. As if sensing Mu Jun's divine sense, the black shadow slowly raised his head, revealing a pale face, a strange rune covering his cheeks and forehead, and dark gray eyes as if staring unfocused.

A black vine wrapped around the black shadow, and in two breaths, he arrived in front of Mu Jun's body, staring at the liquid with a blue halo overflowing from the corner of his mouth, Mu Jun's eyes narrowed slightly: "Are you a demon general?" The demon general is equivalent to the foundation building period of human cultivation, Mu Jun secretly said in his heart: It's so dangerous! It seems that this demon has just advanced to the demon general, otherwise he would never have won so easily.

"Do you know the language of the demons?" The demon general couldn't hide his surprise, and his gray eyes rolled lightly: "Can you talk to the Xuanyou Demon Seed?"

"They are now spiritual seeds, and they have made a pact with me, and even if you destroy me, you will not get them. Mu Jun got up and walked into the demon general, staring at the demon pattern on his face: "You came too late, why bother to do useless work." ”

"Yunhua Sect can tolerate your behavior, but it has the bearing of the first sect in the human world. The demon general grinned, revealing four fangs.

"This is called tolerance is greatness. Mu Jun's fingertips shot out a spiritual power, cut through the ring finger of the demon general's left hand, took out a transparent jade bottle, and leaned in front of him to catch the blue demon blood: "I heard that your demon clan's blood has a lot of colors, is it true?"

"Different ethnic groups have different colors. The demon general stared at Mu Jun's every move with a somewhat dull expression, and he felt that this situation and this scene should not be after a life-and-death struggle.

"It's so beautiful," Mu Jun held the bottle and shook it in front of his eyes, "If you can collect all the demon blood, it will be a dazzling sight." ”

"......" the demon general bared his fangs: "It is rumored in the Demon Realm that the blood of the Emperor of the Key is the most beautiful color in the Four Realms. ”

"Oh?" Mu Jun paused, put away the jade bottle, and stared at the demon general: "The Four Realms are the most beautiful?

"It's coming from the rift in space-time. The demon general replied honestly.

"Really?" Mu Jun summoned the flying sword, and Xuan Bai stood beside her with the demon general, and Yu Chi squeezed on the other side, shaking the vines happily: "It just so happens that I am going to the Desolate Mountain Range to repair the rift in time and space, and when the time comes, I will find a crack and stuff you in, and I will let you go." ”

"......" The demon general was stunned for a while, opened his mouth, and finally choked back.

"How did you get to Jiuxiao Peak?" asked Mu Jun abruptly.

"Yes, of course...... Where is Jiuxiao Peak?" the demon general turned.

"Are you Zu Jie's subordinate?" Mu Jun turned his head again.

The ...... demon will keep his mouth shut and die no more.

Standing in front of the Desolate Hidden Valley, Mu Jun looked at the demon general, a little difficult, and if he dragged it in like this, he would definitely be thrown out by the trace. Walking around the Gobi stall in front of the valley with a flying sword, he took out the spirit plant bag and poured out sixty-four seeds with a white halo.

"Ah......" A scream, Mu Jun turned around, the demon general pulled his head, the blue blood spread under his feet, Xuanbai was stunned for three breaths, before shaking the vines, the demon general's body shook with it, making sure that he was out of breath, Xuanbai let go of the vines and slipped to Mu Jun's side.

"Why?" Mu Jun clenched the spirit seed in his hand and looked at the traces standing quietly at the mouth of the valley.

"What are you going to do with him?" said Jian Ji caged his hands, his expression calm.

"I haven't thought about it yet. Mu Jun put away the spirit seed, walked to the corpse of the demon general, was silent for a few breaths, took out a flame charm, and burned the corpse of the demon general.

"If you were the one who lost in the Wind Rock Hills, do you know the outcome of this moment?"

"Soul Extraction and Demon Refining!" Mu Jun stared at the demon general who had turned into a pile of ashes in a few breaths, and replied tiredly.

"Well, you will never be able to re-enter samsara. Jianji looked up at the night sky: "In this world, if you want to live well, put away your mundane thoughts." ”

"......" Mu Jun raised his eyes to the golden eyes of the trace, the two looked at each other for a few breaths, Mu Jun retracted his gaze and lowered his eyes: "The words of the overhaul, Mu Jun keep it in mind." ”

Jianji turned around and walked towards the valley, Mu Jun stared at his back for two breaths, followed behind him stupidly, and retracted the middle dantian with a lot of eyes.

"Can you find anything in the Broken Jade Secret Realm?" the sound of the trace came from the night.

"A little bit of a catch. Mu Jun said perfunctorily.

"Your veins have been shattered. Jianji crossed the barrier and glanced sideways at Mu Jun, who was depressed: "The Dao heart is loose, the heart demon is peeping, you are afraid." ”

"I know," Mu Jun looked at the new boat in the lake, and his figure flashed, and he stood on the boat: "I am afraid of fate, I am afraid of cause and effect, and I am afraid of the hedge......"

"Why are you afraid?" said Jian Ji stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the mist on the lake.

"I dreamed of the future and died at her hands. Mu Jun squatted on the horizontal axis with his hands folded, his face buried in his knees, and his voice was muffled.

"Then there is no dream that you will fall into the lake of desolate dreams. The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

"No," Mu Jun looked at the lake, puzzled as to why he wondered.

"You should have a good dream. As soon as Jianji's words fell, Mu Jun's body swooped forward and fell into the lake, and his body sank into the lake. Mu Jun subconsciously breathed, and inhaled water in her nose, choking her tears mixed with the flow of lake water. Mu Jun floated on the water, touched the water on his face, and stared fiercely at the traces that were still calmly caged with his sleeves.

"What are you thinking at the moment?" Jian Ji looked at Mu Jun in the water with a faint expression.

"Someday I'm going to throw you into this lake, so that you can taste the taste of choking. Mu Jun's head was hot, and the thoughts in his heart blurted out.

"Oh," Jian Ji nodded, "This can be dreamed of." (To be continued......)