Lightning and thunder, winter thunder,

Sit and watch the wind and rain and everything shake,

Hongchen is a dream,

The man in the dream is still Nanke,

Life is like a dream,

Wake up after death,

Living in a fantasy,

Die in eternal life.

Tong Mu is dreaming at the moment, the mountains and rivers are beautiful in the dream, he stands on the bridge and looks at the ferry, the scenery is still as gentle as before.

"Huh?"

From a distance, by the river in front of you, the pillar of light that soared to the sky was connected with the sky.

"Fetish?"

His expression was slightly condensed, he no longer hesitated, disappeared in place in an instant, and galloped away towards the river.

As the distance was pulled, Tong Mu found that a huge stone was shining brightly, suspended above the river, dazzling.

When he came to the river, he finally saw clearly, in the center of the light, he could vaguely see a huge statue standing in public, full of one person tall, gorgeous and brilliant.

"This is Guanghanjiang?"

There seemed to be a memory circulating in Tong Mu's mind, as if he had been here, but everything was very unfamiliar, and the night was so quiet.

He was shocked to find that there were suddenly many more people around, and he rubbed his eyes, but he still couldn't see the faces of these people clearly.

The human head kept shaking, but it couldn't shake off the fear in Kirimaki's heart, and he found that his legs couldn't take an inch.

Closer and closer, closer and closer, they were in their pale hands, encircling him, tighter and tighter, closer and closer.

"Go away......" Kirimu wanted to shout, but found that something seemed to be choking his neck.

The clouds and mist were filled, and during the swirling period, the Guanghan River was surging endlessly, and Tong Mu's upper eyelids were heavily placed on the lower eyelids, and he couldn't wait to hold it up with a bamboo pole, "Who are you!"

After trying his best to squeeze out such a sentence, Tong Mu fell asleep deeply.

"It is difficult to hate others and hate oneself, we are hating bones!"

"The autumn breeze is clear, the moon is bright, the fallen leaves must eventually be branches, and the hatred of the bones perches on the forgotten river. ”

"The husband punishes the six veins, the stars and the moon are the most innocent, this night is indefinite, the sky blocks the soul, the ghosts still hope, you should return. ”

"Beard, Hair, Spirit, Spirit, Spirit, Charm, ......"

These people circled Tong Mu in a circle, and they circled around like that, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

Not far away, under the big tree, a bald monk in a shabby monk's robe sat cross-legged, holding a very smooth bamboo flute in his hand, which is not large, but can play extremely strange tunes.

As soon as Tong Mu touched the ground, he didn't know why, and when he was sleeping, he could vaguely hear the palpitating clicking and biting sound, dense and palpitating.

Look closely, it is actually countless rats gnawing on the group of people around Tong Mu, the strange monk's fingers move slightly, there seems to be a fluctuation of yuan force in the ghost sound, every time the wrist shakes, the rats are crazy in the pile of people to bite up, and every time you bite a piece of meat, a majestic dead air will drift away from the pile, swimming back and forth around Tong Mu's body, wisps of gray vitality visible to the naked eye, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, pouring into his body.

At the same time, the ten veins in Tong Mu's body were running rapidly, and a majestic golden vitality flowed into Tong Mu's blood, blending with the gray gas that came in.

The abundant vitality in the dantian turned into a golden dragon, and happily swam out, swimming quickly above Tong Mu's body, the golden light flickered, and there seemed to be the sound of a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring around.

In an instant, the dantian and the sea of souls flashed and thundered at the same time, and a cloudy giant tree appeared in the sky, and the momentum of the world rushed out, straight into the sky, the golden dragon saw the giant tree, his eyes were full of horror, and then smashed into the giant tree, after flipping and moving, it became many times larger, and lay straight on the giant tree.

The majestic dead qi was sucked into the huge nine clouds like a waterfall as the dragon lay in the nine clouds.

The strange monk left a tear in his empty eyes and muttered, "Even if you can't enter reincarnation again, I want your supreme demon blood to burn all over the heavens!"

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The night of the full moon is the favorite night of the Demon Sect Master, because on that day, their senses will be stronger than ever, and their strength will also be greatly improved, such as Kiritaki, who is sitting in the formation in front of them.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

His demeanor was serene, not as restless as the other cultists, but his strength had increased a lot in the time of a cup of tea, and this abnormal movement attracted the attention of several masters, who walked out of the council hall and looked in the direction of the surging spiritual power.

If it weren't for Mu Yebai's deliberate suppression, Tong Mu's strength would probably soar to the third order on this night, and the demonic energy around his body would be like everyone swearing his identity as a god cult, but even so, everyone with advanced cultivation still saw a lot of clues.

"Senior Brother Wang, I seem to have heard some legends, how do they look a little similar to this kid Tongmu!" Shao Kangjun said suddenly.

No matter what, his junior brother is also the leader of the Dark Demon Sect, and he still has more say in terms of his understanding of the Demon Sect.

Before Wang Xianjun could speak, Su Dingfang curled his beard and said in surprise: "What legend?"

"Uh...... This is purely a private discussion, and if you say something wrong, don't be angry with me. Shao Kangyan looked at Wang Xianjun with an embarrassed face, and hesitated:

"Legend has it that every time the moon is full, when the light of the blood moon shines on the earth, the demon cult members will collectively fall into madness, and in the demon cult, there are some people with great powers, not only will they not fall into madness, but they will be calmer, and their strength will also be significantly improved, which is caused by the power imprinted in the depths of the bloodline, the blood of the demon god that never retreats, and the cultists who fall into madness are not afraid of death, these people will lead them to slaughter our decency, this is the so-called blood moon descending, demon disaster!"

"You mean, this Tong Mu has the aura of the power of the Demon Sect?" Mo San's eyes were cold, and he asked faintly.

"I'm just guessing!" Shao Kangyan said with a nervous expression.

"The inheritance of the ghost monk is both good and evil, as far as the current situation is concerned, it is not certain that Tong Mu has entered the demon, let's wait and see what happens!" Wang Xianjun said calmly.

Shao Kangjun was about to speak, but was interrupted by Wang Xianjun: "Okay, even if he has entered the demon, my Heavenly Machine Seven Veins Sect is here, and he can't take care of a child?"

Shao Kang was stupid and no longer spoken.

A ray of autumn light quietly shines on the earth along the gap in the sea of clouds, although it is late autumn at the moment, but the sun born still brings a trace of warmth, which makes people feel refreshed.

However, the comfortable weather could not make the seven people present have the slightest sense of pleasure.

I saw everyone dressed in red with tired faces, all of them looking at Tong Mu who was slowly hammering the hammer in the formation with solemn expressions.

The seven people had sleepiness in their eyes, but they were already standing there quietly, with no intention of leaving.

Time seemed to stand still, and at the same time solidified the surrounding air, and there was no sound in Zhan Tan, as if time had completely lost its meaning at this moment.

In the confusion, Kirimaki suddenly felt pain everywhere in his body, and the feeling became more and more intense.

"I ......"

"I'm ......"

As his consciousness gradually recovered, he remembered that he had been attacked by Wang Zhenwu, and Elder Yun was injured in order to protect himself.

"Yes, Elder Yun, Sister Yue. Tong Mu remembered the encounter with the mine cave where the clouds covered the moon.

"I seem to have had a long dream, Elder Yun and I came out of the mine, and then!"

Slowly open your eyes,

"I'm so tired!"

As he regained his sense of the body, he gradually felt tired.

But it was this fatigue that made him feel that all the things that had happened before seemed to have happened, and he felt his right hand moving mechanically a little.

"My body, what's wrong with my body?"

"Second Order! It's really Second Order strength!"

Kirimaki gradually sensed every part of his body and immediately noticed something abnormal.

Strength does not deceive, he only had the strength of white clothes when he fought with Wang Zhenwu, and now he has come to the second order, and he is also a second-order seven-star junior magician, a second-order three-star Xuanwu realm warrior, no different from in a dream.

"This is the peak of Zhantan Peak?" Tong Mu slowly opened his eyes, and vaguely saw the formation in front of him in his blurred vision.

"Stinky boy!" a majestic voice remembered.

Kirimaki looked up blankly.

Not far away, the head of the seven veins stood proudly on the spot.

Tong Mu hurriedly dropped the hammer in his hand, endured the pain all over his body, stood up, and walked out of the formation.

"Master Zhangjiao, what am I?" said Wang Xianjun of the Tongmu Dynasty, clasping his fists and saluting.

Wang Xianjun's eyes flashed.

"You fought with Wang Zhenwu, you won him, and then you sat here all night!"

"One night?"

"Don't you have anything to explain?" Wang Xianjun said in a cold tone.

"Explain what?" asked Kirimu with some surprise.

"A lot of things!" Wang Xianjun's tone was still flat.

"The man surnamed Wang said that he wanted me to knock on the back of his head, so I went to knock it, and after knocking, I didn't know anything!" Tong Mu couldn't help but have a headache when he thought of the experience of sitting in front of him.

"How did you break through the formation laid by this demon god, you know, the nine of us failed to succeed in joining forces, you are a white cloth, just go in like that?" Su Dingfang asked in an unkind tone.

Seeing this scene, Tong Mu surged with stars in his right hand, and the strange power of picking stars passed into the small hammer in his hand along the palm of his hand, and he smiled:

"I don't know, maybe it's the family heirloom. ”

Tong Mu respectfully handed over the hammer, Xiao Jiangxu snatched the hammer, looked at it for a long time, nodded and said:

"Well, it's indeed a good hammer, made of extraterrestrial iron, but even so, it's impossible to break the formation. ”

Wang Xianjun took the hammer from his hand, thought for a moment, and threw the hammer towards the formation.

"Bang dang!"

Under the stunned expressions of everyone, the hammer directly passed through the formation and fell to the ground.

"This ......"

Seven people, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to say.

The nine of them worked hard with all their strength, and they also caught up with Zhu Xianliu, but this broken hammer didn't work?

Wang Xianjun shook his head speechlessly, and said sharply:

"I still can't believe you, first-order one-star magician, even if you can get close to him, what do you rely on to defeat him, with your strength, what is the difference between hitting him and tickling!"

Tong Mu pondered for a moment and added: "In addition to being a magician, I am also a martial artist, and I have infinite strength since I was a child, and I will have more than 100,000 strength in the Xingkui Realm!"