Chapter 170: The Terror of Despair
"Senior brother!"
It seemed to sense that something was wrong, and behind him, the other Fang Mu elders with a look of awe were also stunned, and they also seemed to notice the unusual performance of the new master, and even the thunder technique that had been brewing for a long time was also paused in the air.
Finally, the quieter the thunder, the more it showed signs of fading!
Once again, when everyone was in shock, the corpse demon moved again, his eyes still calmly watching the new guru.
In other words, on the current Ming Peak, the only thing that can attract his attention is the cultivation of that master.
"How...... What's going on!"
After the new master, the rest of the Fang Mu elders all looked shocked, and even their voices trembled, because they found that when the demon shadow moved again, they had lost the strength to control their bodies.
So everyone floated on top of Ming Peak out of thin air, because in the future, except for their fearful divine sense, except for the back of the master who still made them fearful, everyone was not qualified to participate in this battle again!
"Bang ....."
The more intense the heartbeat, the more the fear in his heart reached the extreme, and when the starry eyes reappeared, he finally knew why that thing could appear on Mingfeng, why he could see the holy land of the Dao Sect in the world as nothing.
Because among the hundreds of magic sects in the world, I am afraid that there is no one who can subdue him, at least according to the intuition of the new master!
"No!"
In the process of the mountain master's pupil contraction, when he was shocked by the starry eyes, the master finally let out a long and unwilling howl in the struggle.
This was the struggle of a Dao heart that belonged to a lama who had been cultivating for decades, only to see that at the moment of life and death, he once again raised his head sharply at the sky, and at the same time opened his hands and said frantically the words that poured all his strength into his mouth.
"Fang Mu ....... lead mines!"
The words fell, and the muffled thunder that was slowly dissipating in the air suddenly rolled again, this time, without any brewing, all the people who looked up at Ming Feng saw the thunder in the air again!
"Whoa......
When everything was calm again, on the Ming Peak where the sparse rain was beating, and above the enchantment, a figure was falling weakly.
Even at the last moment of his life, his eyes were still staring at the black-haired demon shadow in the air, because those demonic eyes were completely imprinted in the depths of his soul!
"Really...... Is there no way?"
On Mochizuki Peak, the two of them looked in the direction where Mingfeng was located, and their expressions were solemn like never before.
For some reason, the night of the royal capital was very long, or the dawn would never come under the dark clouds and the sun!
"The master said it was a robbery...... But if it's a catastrophe, isn't there a way to break it?"
After a long time, Supreme Master Zhou spoke again to break the peace between the two, they were all people with firm minds who practiced the realm of the Supreme Master, but now the turmoil in their hearts was no weaker than those ordinary warlocks who fought against evil in the royal city.
The Peerless Master had already been repelled by the corpse demon, and at this time he had already disappeared, and Qiu Cang, the only possible way to fight the corpse demon, had not appeared for a long time.
They may not know that it was refined by the power of the Witch Spirit Clan, but they know that such an existence is no longer something that ordinary gurus can deal with.
From the wasteland to the southern frontier, and then to the current royal capital, it has been proven again and again that it is terrifying!
"If you want to suppress it by manpower, unless you ......"
Master Dianjun didn't say anything more here, but Master Zhou was stunned, he naturally understood what Dianjun said, because their master was that realm, but unfortunately since the last Master Fang Mu in the world disappeared, no one can have that kind of cultivation.
As the cultivation of the master of the astrological lineage, they only have awe of that realm in their hearts, even more than the kind of awe that ordinary warlocks have for the cultivation of the guru!
"Looking at the hundreds of magic methods in the world, maybe he alone will have a glimmer of hope!"
After pondering for a moment, Supreme Master Zhou spoke again.
The person he was referring to was naturally the current Master of the First Line of Fang Mu, who was also a disciple of the Great Master!
Just when the two of them frowned, suddenly on the o'clock tower of the Mochizuki Dojo, a crisp bell rang again, and the two of them were shocked, and they both turned their heads to look in the direction of the o'clock tower.
"Senior brother?"
Dian Jun opened his mouth to speak, Zhou Zhi was silent, but his face showed doubts, such as today's stormy weather, this clock tower is the place where the elders of the astrology sect have returned to silence, but it is still rare to be peaceful!
The bell rang for a long time, and at this time, there was a figure sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of the clock tower, his eyes were closed, but his face was extremely pale, he was Mu Ziliang.
When the corpse demon appeared, when everyone in the world fell into that kind of panic, he fell into confusion in his heart.
He sat cross-legged, not even the sound of the clock tower behind him that kept him open.
But this time the bell was a little different, when the bell rang, there was a little starlight flickering on the clock tower, like a firefly in the night!
Then I saw the glow of the sparkle flickering and moving, and gradually spread out from the clock tower little by little, and like a pair of strange eyes, in the aftermath of the bell, it seemed that someone was whispering.
At the same time, Mu Ziliang's brows were tightly closed, his face seemed to be struggling, he heard many sounds in his mind, and in a trance, he seemed to see some pictures that he had never seen before.
He sat upright in the wind and rain, letting his robe and black hair wet his robe, but the whole person seemed to be silent!
"Young ......"
Suddenly, a strange voice suddenly sounded in Mu Ziliang's struggling mind, and the voice seemed to be fundamentally different from other whispering sounds, but Mu Ziliang heard it clearly, as if an elder was standing in front of him calling him in a kind voice.
At that moment, Mu Ziliang's eyes finally opened slowly, and when he opened his eyes, the little starlight on the clock tower suddenly began to link with each other, and the light became even more intense, and it became extremely dazzling in an instant!
In that dazzling light, Mu Ziliang instinctively closed his eyes again, and then he tried to open his eyes slowly again, but when he really saw everything in front of him clearly, he was stunned again.
Because at this time, the wind and rain in front of him have disappeared, and he is in a white world, where there is no darkness, no demons!