"Haha!" Manwuji was under strong pressure and said with a smile: "Little guy, don't I understand your thoughts. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info take it! ”

As he spoke, he sacrificed a low-level magic weapon, and with a wave of one hand, the chrome seal was lifted.

Then he said: "This is a low-level magic weapon, called the Soul Scythe, which is the treasure of the old man, and I will give it to you now." ”

Magic weapon!

Hearing these two words, Mu Bai's eyes lit up, and he almost drooled, and hurriedly reached out to hold it.

forcibly suppressed his excitement, and said with a disdainful face: "It's just a low-level magic weapon, I thought it was a treasure!" Hey, Bajie, can't you give a high-level magic weapon? ”

Syllable!

He was answered with a heavy slap in the face.

His buttocks hurt, Tie blushed, and muttered, "If you don't give it, you won't give it, what kind of hands." Hmph, it's really old. It's still a senior, I think you're helpless! ”

As he spoke, he didn't care about his feelings, and reached out and slapped him on the head.

"Haha!" Man Wuji didn't laugh angrily, and said happily: "Little guy, it's really getting more and more cute." ”

After speaking, he sat down on the spot and began to refine his aura with coercion.

Mu Bai smiled, after more than a day of contact, he had completely figured out this brutal character and temper.

This guy can be described as having a temperament with himself. I'm afraid that when I was young, I was also a robber.

The most important thing is that he understands that Man Wuji wants something from him, and he will never really kill him. It's just that when you really meet the demon beast in his mouth, what will happen is unknown.

Therefore, Mu Bai already has his own plans.

Before reaching the top of this mountain, you must learn how to set up a teleportation array from Barbarian Wuji. If possible, learn more formations, spells, etc.

Because only in this way can you have a chance to truly escape from this place.

glanced at the low-level magic weapon Suo Soul Scythe in his hand, twisting the magic trick in his hand, his body trembled, and smiled secretly, and then observed the low-level magic weapon Suo Soul Scythe in his hand.

I saw that this object was just the length of the palm, and it was in the shape of a scythe, and there were complex runes engraved on it.

Holding it in the hand, it exudes an aura that makes people's hearts tremble.

Faintly, there seemed to be a burst of mournful voices coming out.

Suo Soul, just this momentum, deserves this name.

A low-level magic weapon, for an eighth-order Qi refining monk, this is already heaven, a god-like existence.

As soon as this thing comes out, even if it is a foundation building monk, you have to avoid three points.

It's just that there is a very serious problem in front of Mu Bai's eyes.

That is the Qi refining period, if you want to urge the magic weapon, it is undoubtedly difficult, and even if you can urge it, the number of times is very small.

The aura and divine thoughts consumed by the magic weapon are very large, unless this treasure is refined by the monk with essence blood and primordial spirit.

As the ritual deepened, the control over it became more and more willing.

However, there is also a downside, that is, this thing will become the monk's natal magic weapon.

Obviously, Mu Bai would not choose this soul scythe to become a natal magic weapon.

Urging the primordial spirit, the divine thought and the aura fused together, and slowly injected into the soul scythe.

Gradually, the blood light on it was faintly visible, and the runes brightened.

At a glance, it is like blood veins, beating and circling on the sickle.

The mournful cry grew stronger and stronger, and the breath that made the soul tremble became stronger.

"Up!" Mu Bai let out a low snort and sacrificed it with the Imperial Technique.

Call!

The Soul Scythe rose into the air, and the blood light lingered, heading straight for the mirror-smooth cliff in front of it.

While!

The magic weapon slammed into the cliff wall, making a soft sound, and then slid down weakly.

The cliff wall broke open, leaving a hole that was enough to be square and round.

Seeing this, Mu Bai was shocked and muttered, "What kind of rock is this, it's so strong?" The low-level magic weapon only broke through Xu Fangyuan's hole with one blow. ”

Compared to his shock, Man Wuji was even more surprised.

As far as the control of the magic weapon was concerned, he understood better than Mu Bai how difficult it was, especially the cultivation of the Qi refining period.

The latter is only used for the first time, and it not only becomes a chrome imprint, but also exerts one-tenth of its power.

With his eyes closed, his heart was turbulent, and he said secretly: "This kid's primordial spirit is actually so strong, and the aura in his body is even more condensed. Looks like this guy is going to be extraordinary in the future. ”

For his thoughts, Mu Bai naturally didn't understand, and with a move of his divine thoughts, he put the soul scythe into the sea of knowledge, and let it stop next to the primordial god.

Although he didn't deliberately sacrifice this thing, such a strange treasure as a magic weapon was already very different from a magic weapon, and the place where it was stored was naturally not a storage bag, but a sea of knowledge.

Knowing the sea, also known as the purple mansion space, is a magic weapon, and naturally needs to be warmed and nurtured in it.

Even if you don't deliberately sacrifice, it will become more and more powerful with the warmth of the master.

Putting away the soul scythe, he looked back at the barbarian Wuji who was sitting cross-legged and cultivating, and his body moved, sweeping into the pit of Zhang Xu Fangyuan.

Rumble!

Suddenly, endless coercion descended from the mountain peak.

His body trembled, and he fell to the ground with a thud, and this coercion was many times stronger than that under the peak.

Mu Bai did not block the coercion from entering the body, and urged the aura to merge with it with all his might, and began to circulate and refine in the body.

This time, it took ten days of cultivation and cultivation to fully adapt to the coercion of this place.

In the past ten days, when the coercion of this place could no longer help cultivation, Mu Bai once again sacrificed the Soul Scythe to strike a hole in the top.

As soon as he left the first pit, he dodged in.

Poof!

Obviously, the coercion of the first pit was still too strong to bear for Man Wuji, and he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and then sat down and cultivated quickly.

When another ten days passed, Mu Bai was still sitting in the second pit to refine his aura, and the brute pole had already adapted to the coercion of the first pit.

"The junior purple qi is immortal, chasing the defected disciple Mu Bai to this point, disturbing the senior Qing Xiu, please forgive me!"

"The junior Nalan Jingyi, the ancestor of the Danhe Sect, specially came to meet the senior!"

On this day, two voices came from the void outside the mist of Dragon Peak, and then two flying swords flew out upside down in the void.

"Get out!" The man sitting in the first pit snorted coldly.

The voice rolled out, with endless power, towards Nangong Yu and Nalan Jingyi, who were knocked upside down by the power of Long Feng.

The two must be the early monks of Jindan, and after being slightly stunned, they each sacrificed their magic weapons to resist the coercion, and at the same time their bodies moved, falling to the ground, escaping the brutal sonic attack.

"I don't know where my predecessors came from, since I have arrived at the Silent Annihilation Mountain Range of my Danhe Sect, please come to the sect as a guest!" Nalan Jingyi shook respectfully at the mist and said softly.

Nangong Yu glared at the former, and then also bowed respectfully, and said: "The younger generation of the Purple Qi Sect's ancestor Purple Qi Shangxian, the pursuit of the sect's traitor Mu Bai is here, please make it convenient for the seniors." ”

"I said, didn't you hear me?" Man Wuji was furious, and he opened his eyes and glared at the two people outside the mist.

The two glanced at each other, and each of them retreated a hundred feet away unwillingly.

On the same day, after Mu Bai fled, the two fought for nearly ten days, and in the end, they did not decide the winner.

When the aura in the two of them was consumed, they each stopped. It took another day to recover on his own before entering the belly of the Silent Annihilation Mountain Range, but at that time, Mu Bai had already refined his aura at the foot of the Dragon Peak.

The two of them lost their target for a while, and could only carefully search for them in the belly of the Silent Mountain Range.

When they saw the deep fog around Long Feng, they immediately saw that this was the formation established by the powerful monk, and because Nangong Yu sensed that the breath of the Ziyang Banner was in the mist, so the two of them spoke rashly.

Originally, in this Silent Annihilation Mountain Range, as long as you don't meet the rumored fifth- and sixth-order demon beasts, you can run amok.

It's just that they didn't expect that in this hinterland, there were actually monks cultivating here.

They couldn't see through the formation established by Barbarian Wuji, and when they came, they were hit upside down by the power of Long Feng, and they were also shocked for a while.

They themselves would not have understood that the coercion was not cast by the formation, but from Long Feng.

In the face of such a strong person, they did not dare to rush forward.

Nalan Jingyi is fine, and the reason for her trip must be because of Nangong Yu's appearance.

And the latter is extremely depressed, he has been operating for a hundred years to plot a magic weapon that was once refined by himself, and now he sees that he is about to succeed, but he is met by a strong man.

It's just that, even so, he won't give up easily.

Therefore, he chose to set up a formation at a safe distance from the mountain peak, waiting for Mu Bai to appear.

He firmly believes that it is impossible for him to hide in the great array in front of him for the rest of his life. He believed that as long as he explained his situation, the barbarians in the formation would not embarrass themselves too much.

The Purple Shade must belong to him!

It's just that he's not sure what the outcome will be.

Nalan Jingyi glanced at Nangong Yu, then at the misty peak, shook his head, sacrificed the flying sword, and returned to the sect.

She knew that this place was the heart of the Silent Mountain Range, and it was no longer under her control. If you really want to meet Mu Bai Boy and see the treasure that can cause the vision of heaven and earth, unless he walks out on his own, even if he exerts all the strength of the whole sect, he will not be able to break through the formation in front of him.

For the performance of the two outside the big array, Man Wuji didn't pay attention to it at all, and after the second warning, he continued to cultivate.

On the contrary, Mu Bai, who was in the second pit, became interested, sat in the cave, his aura condensed his throat, and scolded Nangong Yu outside the big array.

"Purple fart fairy, Nangong Yu's old puppet. Come on, you have the ability to come in. ”

"Your Mu Ye is here, if you don't come in, it's my grandson."

"Haha, didn't you say that anyone who knows your name has to die? Today I want all the monks passing by here to know that your name is Nangong Yu, and your name is Nangong Yu. ”

"Fart fairy, are you a fart fairy? Haha, with your little cultivation, you dare to be called an immortal, it really makes people laugh off their big teeth. ”

Man Wuji heard Mu Bai scolding, laughed, and said, "Little thing, this temper is very strange. Yes, yes, to my liking, I like it. Come on, scolded his baby and vomited blood to death. ”

Mu Bai was stunned, and then danced and scolded in the second hole.

Nangong Yu's face was gloomy, his head was full of black lines, he looked at the misty mountain peak, gritted his teeth, and turned to leave.

He was afraid, afraid that his name would really be known to everyone.

Because he has always hidden a secret in his heart, a secret that cannot be known to outsiders.