Most of the wind-attributed spells or spiritual spells are extremely fast, unpredictable, and not easy to be detected, and at the same time, their power should not be underestimated.

Li Muyang sat quietly in the carriage of the beast car running on the road, and the gravel on both sides of the road would suddenly crack in half, like a watermelon that had been cut.

Or the leaves that fall from the big trees three or five miles away will be inexplicably shattered, as if torn apart by the breeze.

Or a frog lying on the shore more than a dozen miles away will suddenly be carried into the sky by the light wind, as if flying, and finally return to the water.

Li Muyang has the talent to quickly learn and cultivate any "art", it seems that no matter what kind of spell it is, when the spiritual art is in his hands, it can quickly exert its power.

Li Muyang was very satisfied with the power of "Wind Blade", and now he was confident enough that even if he didn't attack his opponent's soul with the help of "Huangquan Three Techniques", he could easily defeat his opponent with Wind Blade.

In addition to "The Blade of the Wind", the spiritual technique that is most in line with "Holy Spirit Immortality" is, of course, "Holy Spirit Immortality Sword Technique".

At present, although Li Muyang does not have the strength to refine the "Holy Spirit Immortal Sword", he has already begun to try to start cultivating the "Holy Spirit Immortal Sword Technique".

Without the Holy Spirit Immortal Sword, Li Muyang used the method in "Three Techniques of Huangquan" to condense a pale golden spirit sword, and started cultivating in advance, and it was also very powerful very quickly.

In his eyes, at this stage, only genius monks such as the Third Prince or the Demon Mountain Flying Dao could barely be his opponents.

It's just that he can only rely on spiritual power cultivation and spiritual arts, which finally makes Li Muyang feel that something is missing, which makes him yearn for joining the super sect even more.

That is, to become a very disdainful disciple of the famous and authentic sect in the mouth of the magic mountain ring, and to cultivate the Dharma cultivation that most monks are good at, so that everyone knows, especially the Li family.

He, Li Muyang, is not only able to become a genius disciple of the super sect, but in any way, he is not a "waste"!

This is his promise to the deceased Xiao Li Muyang, even if no one needs his promise, he must work hard to fulfill it.

"Ahh

The spiritual power and spiritual sense were retracted like a tide, Li Muyang had actually noticed the strange changes dozens of miles away, and he was also very strange, so he immediately walked out of the beast cart and stood on the wheel to look ahead.

Dozens of miles away, it seems to be another world, where the sun is shining, but the other side is as dark as ink, as if night has fallen in advance.

A powerful coercion kept coming, with Li Muyang's cultivation, he couldn't help but throb in his heart, he couldn't breathe, Sun Sibald curled up to the side, and the green red deer pulling the cart involuntarily slowed down, and a wail came out of his mouth.

Suddenly, in the dark night, a golden light rose into the sky, cutting off the darkness, and the sound of roaring and shouting came from afar.

Li Muyang patted Sun Sibald's shoulder, and a spiritual power entered his body, stabilizing his state of mind, and then said: "There is someone fighting in front of you, you turn around immediately, run as far as you want, fast!"

Sun Sibald only felt a warm current rushing into his body from his shoulder, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed, and hurriedly drove the green red deer to turn around and run wildly.

"Distinguished guest, don't worry, I won't overcharge your spirit stones! Alas, distinguished guest!"

As soon as he turned around, he saw that Li Muyang had gently flown away from the beast cart, floating like the wind, but it was extremely fast, and disappeared from sight in a blink of an eye.

The heart was extremely envious, but Sun Sibald didn't dare to stay, the high-level cultivator fighting method, if he approached, it would be simply killing himself, even if it was a wisp of the aftermath of the fighting method that leaked out, it was enough to kill him.

The two sides of the fighting method in front of him have such magical powers, and Li Muyang does not dare to get too close, once it is discovered by either party, it may bring him a catastrophe.

He flew all the way at a low altitude, slowly approached, and at the top of a small mountain, he finally saw the situation more than ten miles away.

In the darkness, a huge black figure several feet tall stood in mid-air, covered in black mist, turning a radius of dozens of miles into a dark night without sunlight.

The black figure stood in a human form, with thick thighs like the trunk of a tree, a strong body with knotted muscles, and a long black knife in his hand that shimmered with a faint light.

Looking up again, Li Muyang couldn't help but feel a tense in his heart, the huge head of the black figure had a sharp single horn on it, and the two lantern-like red eyes were full of tyranny.

This guy is not a human, this is a powerful ghost cultivator who has cultivated the five-grade ghost cultivation method "Ghost King Sutra", according to the records of the Demon Mountain classics, Li Muyang immediately made a judgment.

This guy is at least the peak of the Ghost General Realm, and he is a demon who has stepped into the Ghost Shuai Realm with half a foot.

And what contended to be a "man" who was dressed in white and indifferently from the dust.

Seeing this man, Li Muyang seemed to have been immobilized, and he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore, and his heart was beating more and more vigorously and faster.

With a long exhalation, Li Muyang slowly came back to his senses, he didn't know whether he was lustful or love at first sight, in short, just at that moment, he actually had a feeling of attraction for this man.

He swallowed his saliva fiercely, it was still a little too far away, he would never believe that the person who could make his heart pound was actually a man!

It must be a woman dressed as a man, Li Muyang secretly decided in his heart, and then, he added in his heart, "Even if he is a man, I will bend him!"

Of course, this is just a complaint out of some bad taste, but it also expresses Li Muyang's liking for this "man" or this type of woman.

More than ten miles away, the graceful and unparalleled figure of the man in white flying in the air, the elegant and dusty temperament, the beautiful face as white as jade, and the magic weapon of her envoy made Li Muyang more and more convinced that she must be a woman.

The magic weapon of the man in white was a pale golden long sword, and the golden sword light transformation after it was activated was a noble pale golden phoenix.

As a result, Li Muyang is even more sure that the man in white is definitely a woman dressed as a man.

It's just that this level of battle is not something that a small Yuan Refining Realm cultivator can mix, and this powerful ghost cultivator is not a demon mountain and sea that has broken into his sea of spiritual sense.

The unlucky Demon Mountain and the Sea were in Li Muyang's sea of spiritual sense, not only did he fail to seize the house, but he was also killed in a daze and died again.

The ghost general in front of him is even stronger than the Demon Mountain and the Sea where his strength has been damaged, and it is impossible for him to run into Li Muyang's sea of spiritual consciousness in a daze, how can it help a little?

Li Muyang couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he saw that the man in white who made his heart flutter could still maintain his elegance and agility, but he inevitably fell into the disadvantage.

"Suffer death!" the unicorn roared, and the pitch-black knife in his hand slashed down.

Black clouds rolled in a radius of tens of miles, but the air seemed to freeze, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Although the man in white was at a disadvantage, he was not afraid at all, and urged his magic weapon with all his might, as if he was protected by a pale golden phoenix.

"Whew!"

Li Muyang couldn't sit back and watch any longer, and with a slap of the spirit beast bag, the thunder and fire Jiao roared out, driving the thunder and lightning, and the flames gushed out, heading straight for the one-horned ghost general.

On top of Lei Huojiao's head, Li Muyang stood on it, holding the Huangquan staff, and urged the spiritual technique "Soul Sword" that caused the most damage to the soul with all his might.

When he first encountered the Demon Mountain and the Sea, by surprise, Li Muyang's Soul Needle could bring some trouble to the Demon Mountain and the Sea, as long as it could hit, Li Muyang believed that the Soul Sword could definitely bring harm to the Unicorn Ghost General.

What's more, there is also a thunder fire Jiao whose strength is comparable to that of the Terran monk in the early stage of the Jindan Realm harassing on the side, even if he can't help the man in white to turn the situation around and retreat, he should still be able to do it.

The unicorn ghost will collide with the sword of the man in white, and although the phoenix with golden light still protects the man in white, it is still slashed from the air to the ground by this knife.

The aftermath of the strength of the black long knife brought a strong wind, rolled up black clouds, wrapped in stones, and the dust and trees flew out in all directions with the man in white as the center.

The place where the man in white stood suddenly turned into a pit about a foot deep.

"Poof!"

Under the golden phoenix, the man in white was still seriously injured and spat out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, Li Muyang and Lei Huojiao flew near the top of the one-horned ghost general's head.

"Kara!"

Lei Huojiao completely followed Li Muyang's order, approached and released the thunder, and then turned around and ran.

At the same time, Li Muyang's long-brewing "Soul Sword" turned into a flash of golden light.

"Roar!"

The one-horned ghost will let out an earth-shattering roar, holding his head in one hand, and slashing at Li Muyang and Lei Huojiao with the other.

Angry and shot, this knife was as fast as lightning, spit out more than a dozen zhang of knife, and came with anger, seeing that although the speed of the thunder fire Jiao was fast, it was difficult to escape the fate of this knife and two cuts, and Li Muyang had almost no chance of survival.

At the last moment, Li Muyang slapped the defensive talisman of the wood attribute third-rank upper rank that had been prepared long ago on his body, and a green light curtain instantly wrapped him and Thunder Fire Jiao.

Before the green light curtain could completely wrap one person and one Jiao, the pitch-black sword light slashed at Li Muyang and Lei Huojiao from the bottom up.

Probably because it was not the pitch-black long knife body that was split, but just the knife, the green defensive light curtain was not shattered by this knife, but Li Muyang and Lei Huojiao, who were in the air, were still like cannonballs that had been shot, cutting through the sky and flying far away.

The man in white, who had been injured, let out a coquettish cry at this time, and flew into the sky with the light of escape, holding a bronze mirror with golden light in his left hand.

Under his full urging, the bronze mirror quickly became larger, hanging in the sky, and the mirror suddenly brightened with golden light, shining on the one-horned ghost general.

"Roar!"

The one-horned ghost general was already injured at this time, and Li Muyang used an attack spirit technique specifically aimed at the soul, and it was the most powerful and powerful "Soul Sword".

Even with the cultivation of the one-horned ghost general, he still has a splitting headache at this time, and it is difficult to recover quickly.

The bronze mirror of the man in white should be a magic weapon for restraining ghost cultivators, and under the full urging, the one-horned ghost will roar again and again, but the majestic body is forced to quickly become smaller.

The darkness brought by the black mist in the sky also dissipated without a trace, as if it had met the sun.

Without the cover of the black mist, the unicorn ghost will be even more difficult to resist the golden light, it roars angrily, breaks off the single horn on the top of its head, and then suddenly breaks away from the golden light and falls to the ground, and then disappears.

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