Mu Sheng's eyebrows bulged, and he seemed to be able to feel the rhythm of the breathing of the Holy Witch's eyes in his body, and it was also inhaling and devouring the wild qi around him. Running fast before, the Holy Witch Eye also followed the rapid devouring, Mu Sheng only felt that his head was bulging, but now he slowed down and slowly felt its beating, which was a different taste.

After half an hour like this, Mu Sheng felt that the long groan made by the Qinggang Sword just now had slowly calmed down, so he repeated the old trick again, and pulled out the Qinggang Sword from his waist to continue the previous operation, although there was no Rakshasa Ghost Eye to join this time, but just the momentum of the Qinggang Sword was not lost before, and a small tornado was rolled along the way, flicking a long tail, and galloping all the way.

The people who were looking for it in the ancient battlefield stopped to watch it when they saw the vision reappear, and even those who did good things simply tracked it down directly, wanting to find out. Nangong Yuhuan and the others naturally knew what was going on, and looked at the tornado with concern, Wu Fa said: "This kid's movement is too big, and he seems too arrogant in the ancient battlefield!"

Nangong Yuhuan nodded, his brows furrowed slightly in agreement. The appearance of this whirlwind, everyone was already prepared in their hearts, and some people had already cast spells to chase after them, and even formed a group to track them. However, Mu Sheng had already thought that this situation might occur, and the design of the walking route was more mysterious and unpredictable, and he even did not hesitate to use the technique of excavation to get rid of the tracking.

Rao is like this, Mu Sheng found that there were still some small tails behind him that could not be shaken off, and he followed him tightly. And the number of people is showing a trend of increasing and increasing, Mu Sheng's brows are slightly furrowed, looking at this posture, he can only stop again and seal the sword.

As soon as he thought of this, Mu Sheng once again used the method of excavation, secretly collected the Qinggang sword, pasted the talisman on the scabbard, changed several places in a row, and changed his appearance and clothing several times, and then Shi Shiran walked around again.

Mu Sheng changed into a set of earthy gray clothes, transformed himself into an outstandingly middle-aged appearance, and simply walked in the ravine again. Several groups of people who followed him either passed by Mu Sheng, or looked at Mu Sheng with suspicious expressions, but their divine sense swept and finally chose to leave.

Mu Sheng looked like he was indifferent on the surface, but he still sweated faintly in his heart, secretly worried about being recognized, and did not dare to completely devote his mind to the study of the fragments in his hand like last time.

"Wu, that man, have you seen a strange wind blowing from here?" As he was cautiously avoiding this area and walking to other places, Mu Sheng suddenly heard someone ask in his ears.

Mu Sheng raised his head, his eyes moved away from the fragment in his hand, and he saw a thin man in front of him, with a nose like an eagle's hook, and a man with dark eyes was looking at him with suspicion, and the man in black was holding something like a compass in his hand, I don't know what he was looking for?

The man in black had just swept past Mu Sheng with a disc in his hand, but not long after he swept out, he turned around and came back, and was looking at him with scrutinizing eyes at the moment.

In fact, when the man passed by Mu Sheng, he had already swept it with his divine sense, and this time he used his divine sense again to carefully scan Mu Sheng's up and down. This kind of divine sense scan is undoubtedly a humiliation for a monk, and if it weren't for the fact that his cultivation is much higher than that of the other party, he would definitely not be like this. To use an inappropriate analogy, it is the so-called official level that crushes people to death.

But what just makes Mu Sheng lose his temper is that the cultivation of this man in black is really one level higher than himself, and it is not a small level such as the intermediate and advanced level of the Yuan Infant, but the difference between the big realm of the Transformation Stage and the Yuan Infant Stage. There is no doubt that this black-clothed monk with a gloomy face is a monk of the Divine Stage.

Mu Sheng replied respectfully: "When the seniors asked, dare not answer, I am here to concentrate on rummaging through the ancient relics, and I really haven't seen any strange whirlwinds passing by." ”

The man in black had a blank expression on his face, and asked coldly, "Don't you know that there is such a big tornado in the ravine?"

Mu Sheng clasped his fists and replied: "The senior asked about the strange tornado, and I naturally knew about it, but the senior asked me if I had ever seen the whirlwind pass by, but I had never seen it." ”

"You're not interested in exploring such a tornado?" asked the man in black without any expression on his face.

Mu Sheng smiled, and said with a humble attitude: "The masters on Yuanqiao Mountain are like clouds, my level in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, don't go forward to die." ”

The man in black nodded slightly and said, "What you say is reasonable, but I don't believe a word." As soon as the words fell, I saw Mu Sheng standing on the ground, and clumps of thorns quickly grew, stabbing Mu Sheng, and at the same time surrounding Mu Sheng inside.

As soon as the black-clothed man raised his hand, a magic weapon in the shape of a lancet flew out from between his fingers, and in the air, one turned into two, and two into four...... , turned into a flying lancet, and hit Mu Sheng's head and face. The lancet flew straight and fast in the air, and there were also those that spun in circles and seemed to fly slowly, sealing Mu Sheng's perimeter tightly.

Mu Sheng really didn't know how the man in black saw his flaws, but fortunately, when he got out of the ground and moved to the side, Mu Sheng had a heart, stepped on his feet, and secretly drew a string of talismans with his feet on the ground, which was relatively hidden, and no one found out. At this moment, seeing the attack of the man in black, it was almost incomparable, and the lancet flying in the air had no movement trajectory, which made Mu Sheng feel that he was simply unable to resist, and then he realized that the Dayan Sword Technique, which had been practiced for a long time, had a lot to improve, and it was not simply to turn one sword into fifty-four swords.

But this is not the time to appreciate the man in black playing with the knife, Mu Sheng hurriedly used a technique of retreat, plus a stealth talisman, to escape. The man in black was also a little surprised at this time, thinking that when he was talking to Mu Sheng, he had quietly used a spell to plant a ban around him, and planted thorns all along the way, and then he suddenly attacked to prevent Mu Sheng from escaping.

Who would have thought that even if he planned so carefully, he was still escaped by Mu Sheng's escape technique, and his thorns wanted to follow the track, but he was blocked by the hidden talisman laid by Mu Sheng in advance, but he was so slow that Mu Sheng slipped away.

The man in black didn't expect that his ingenious calculations didn't work, he was stunned for a moment, and then immediately took the compass in his hand and chased after him tightly. Mu Sheng ran out a few miles away in a hurry, and kept changing directions halfway, until he confirmed that there were indeed no pursuers behind him and no one nearby, and then he showed his figure from between the cliffs.

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