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Zhuang Batian suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to stare at the four people in the distance. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "Come here! A loud shout erupted.

The four of them got up one after another, wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, and came to Zhuang Batian's side to worship with trepidation. "Thank you, Elder Zhuang, for catching the enemy. Revenge for Brother Tiger ......".

"A bunch of rubbish! I asked you, just now this kid said that Wenhu was not killed by him. Is what he said false? "Zhuang Batian is so cultivated, as soon as he heard Mu Xuan's eyes say word by word with hatred in his eyes, he knew that things were not as they said.

"If you don't tell the truth, you'll be here to bury Wenhu!" Zhuang Batian roared angrily.

"Elder Qiqizhuang...... It was swallowed by Mu Xuan's fierce demon with him, and it was instructed by Mu Xuan. The Silver Moon Sword woman continued to say with a sly expression.

"Huh? The Great Demon of the Fox? "There is no such demon in my captive demon beast pavilion." Where did this demon go? ”

"Ugh. I've been injured by us, and I'm probably dead. The Silver Moon Sword woman continued.

After the death of this demon, the demon soul can ascend to heaven and break through into a fierce beast. I've never had a divine beast in this Demon Beast Pavilion. Zhuang Batian suddenly had a trace of desire in his heart, if he could subdue a divine beast and give it to the head of the Inner Sect, then his status in the Inner Sect would be in full swing and enter the position of real power.

"Back!" Zhuang Batian waved his hand casually, and a gust of wind suddenly rose, enveloping the crowd and quickly leaving in the air.

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The next day, Mu Xuan woke up and found himself in a dark fortress. This fortress is large, with a space of nearly 100 zhang, and there are two windows at the top of the fortress, which emit a faint glimmer. In one corner of the fortress there are many huge stone tripods, each weighing nearly 5,000 catties, and the rest of the fortress is empty.

Mu Xuan hurriedly got up and checked his body. Well, it's fine. The Thunder Spirit Ring is still there. This is supposed to be the bunker of Zhuang Mansion. Mu Xuan's feet flickered together in a few flashes to reach the edge of the bunker on the left. This is the Darkiron Crystal Wall. Mu Xuan hurriedly took out twenty-three flying swords formed by dragon scales and slashed hard, only one sword mark after another, useless. With my current strength, I can't break it. Mu Xuan hurriedly continued to run forward along the edge. Well? There was a dark iron crystal door. Mu Xuan hurriedly rushed over. The dragon scale sword in his hand rose again, but it still didn't. Moreover, Mu Xuan saw through the gap in the iron door that there was a faint light curtain outside the door, which should be a light curtain barrier. It was so tight that it seemed that this bunker was where they usually kept their important enemies.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly the light curtain in the gap flashed, dissipated in an instant, and the dark iron crystal door automatically opened outward.

A white-clothed figure walked slowly. It's Zhuang Wenlong. Mu Xuan stared at Zhuang Wenlong who was smiling in front of him, and he was wary in his heart.

"Wake up! Senior Brother Mu! I saved this little life of yours. If I hadn't pleaded with my father yesterday, you would have died. Zhuang Wenlong was still smiling and looking kind. I save you with only one request. In my practice bunker, you use your mental power and your heavy treasure to accompany me to temper, if you can defeat me more than three times in a row. So I will let you go. How? ”

Mu Xuan didn't speak, his eyes staring at Zhuang Wenlong. This Zhuang Wenlong, who is at the peak of the cultivation of the Imperial Spirit Realm, actually said such words. Still smiling, really smiling. Let me defeat his cultivation at the peak of the Spirit Realm with the cultivation of the fifth layer of the Spirit Condensation Realm, and it will take more than three times. This is obviously not giving me a way to live, and I am a sparring partner to death.

There was a chill in Mu Xuan's eyes. "If you want to fight, you can't have many requirements."

"Okay, refreshing! Spread your mind. Zhuang Wenlong, who was dressed in white and won the snow, laughed, and then took a step forward, and the coercion on his body suddenly forced Mu Xuan. It was the realm cultivation of the tenth layer of the peak condensation qi of the Imperial Spirit Realm. The coercion was like a substantial spiritual power aura, and the entire bunker instantly blew a wind with Zhuang Wenlong as the center, and the wind whistled through the entire bunker, rushing towards Mu Xuan like a mountain and a sea.

Mu Xuan hurriedly thought about it, took out the ink bowl and splashed it casually, and a trace of black light enveloped him. At the same time, the left eye blinked wildly, and the three seals of mental power came out together, and in an instant, the huge stone tripod in the distance was lifted up, and smashed towards Zhuang Wenlong with a bang. The flying sword formed by the twenty-three dragon scales in his left hand slammed into the void in front of him, and the coercion was instantly dissolved.

"And use my father's magic weapon? Hmph, it's just in time! Zhuang Wenlong then raised his right hand and pointed in front of him. The huge stone tripod that smashed stopped instantly and fell to the ground.

Mu Xuan's eyes shrank, the Imperial Spirit Realm is really powerful, I don't know when I will be able to achieve this kind of cultivation.

"Is that all you have to do?" Zhuang Wenlong laughed and mocked. "Even if you use all your skills, I need an opponent, and if you are qualified to be my opponent, maybe you can live a little longer."

Mu Xuan's face was gloomy and unmoved.

"Hmph, toast if you don't eat and drink, look for death!" Zhuang Wenlong shouted angrily. As soon as his right hand was raised again, a fire dragon instantly appeared in his hand, rushing towards Mu Xuan. At the same time, his left hand was a little towards Mu Xuan, and an astonishing strong wind shuttled like a sword.

Mu Xuan moved, his body flickered like a ghost, and at the same time, two huge stone tripods suddenly smashed towards Zhuang Wenlong. The flying sword in his right hand flashed in an instant, and he slashed forward. Collided with the sword formed by the strong wind. The sound of the bell sounded like two swords intersecting. The strong wind sword dissipated, Mu Xuan's right hand shook, the flying sword in his hand buzzed, his body took three steps back, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. The gap in realm cultivation is too big, and he is obviously not his opponent, what should he do? Mu Xuan's mind turned rapidly, thinking of countermeasures.

Zhuang Wenhu's right hand pointed twice in succession again, and the two stone tripods stopped again and landed beside him, with a sneer in his mouth. "Take out your treasure and let me see what you really are capable of!" Zhuang Wenlong has always believed that he must have a heavy treasure to rely on.

Mu Xuan even showed a smile on his face at this time. "Okay, let you see!" After speaking, the left eye blinked wildly again, and the three seals of mental power came out together, and three more Shi Dings smashed down, and then, behind Shi Ding, followed by three Shi Dings again. The dragon scales in the flying sword in the right hand flashed suddenly, and the 'Long River Sunset' sword reached the sky, attracting the power of heaven and earth, and directly slashed Zhuang Wenlong in front. The aura of the sword body is monstrous, wrapped in a monstrous waterfall, and there is a roaring water dragon turning into thousands of flowing water and the sword slashes in an instant.

Zhuang Wenlong's eyes flashed, "It's Shi Ding again?" This kid can only smash Shi Ding! His hands pointed forward again and continuously, and the three stone tripods fell. Well? ...... again" hurriedly waved his hand again, and the three stone tripods behind him fell down in front of Zhuang Wenlong again. "Hmph, you still have ...... Well? Just as he was about to roar, he suddenly found a monstrous water dragon sword rushing towards him in an instant, and his power was monstrous. Zhuang Wenlong hurriedly put away his contempt, a dark iron folding fan appeared in the palm of his right hand, and he hurriedly opened it and fanned it forward, and the strong wind formed three heavy fists and smashed it violently, colliding with the oncoming sword.

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