"Mo Ya, Nangong Shayue, you deserve to die!"

Someone blocked the way of the two, it was a tall young man in black, with a hideous appearance and an ugly scar on his face.

Behind the scar-faced young man, there were fifty or sixty old disciples of Xianyin Valley, all of whom looked at the two of them with solemn faces. The scar-faced young man is a martial artist of the sixth layer of Nirvana, but he is full of qi and blood, which is far from being comparable to ordinary people.

"Earth Immortal Genius. Li Mu glanced at the scar-faced young man from a distance and gave such an evaluation.

Such a person is terrifying, even if it is the realm of the first layer of Nirvana, at least he can defeat an ordinary martial artist of the fifth layer of Nirvana, and now his cultivation is the sixth layer of Nirvana, and how strong his strength is can be imagined.

"Who are you? Nangong opened his mouth, and when he encountered such an opponent, he didn't dare to be careless.

"Presumptuous, what are you, dare to talk to our Senior Brother Yang like this. An old disciple of Xianyin Valley scolded like this!

"Get out of the way, or don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword. The little sword god Mo Ya's face was calm, and he looked at the scar-faced young man with burning eyes, he was tough enough, and he was not afraid at all in the face of so many disciples of Xianyin Valley.

"Looking for death, little sword god Mo Ya, your death date has arrived today. ”

"Hmph, dare to kill my disciples of Xianyin Valley, you must pay for your lives today. ”

"Ridiculous, two little dolls, I don't know how fucking the sky is high and thick. ”

A group of disciples from Xianyin Valley spoke one after another, looking at the two of them with murderous intent, in everyone's opinion, the little sword god Mo Ya and Nangong Shayue were just two juniors, so there was really nothing to worry about.

"Set up and kill them. The scar-faced young man didn't have much nonsense, knowing that the two of them were not simple, he directly gave such an order.

"Sound Killing Array. ”

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Listening to the words of the scar-faced young man, twelve warriors immediately jumped up high, took out the same musical instruments, and formed a formation composed of twelve in the air, twelve people held twelve kinds of musical instruments, each occupying one side, and their instruments were not the same, and the shengguan flute and flute were different.

"Twelve Laws Lu Formation. ”

Seeing the position of the twelve people, Li Mu was slightly surprised, and the twelve people were clearly arranged according to the palace position of the zodiac. Then with twelve different instruments, twelve variations from treble to bass.

This kind of formation is definitely a big killing weapon, just imagine, twelve people, twelve musical instruments, and at the same time launch a divine soul attack on a martial artist, what kind of concept is that.

If Li Mu encountered such a battle himself, he would choose to flee as soon as possible.

"Kill!"

The scar-faced young man's voice fell, and the other side began to play.

"Buzz~~~"

The various notes come together to form a beautiful melody that will fascinate the listener.

Sonic attacks weave and gather in the sky above. Then it turned into a transparent sword and a sword, and slashed at the little sword god and Nangong Shayue respectively.

The terrifying sound killing attack was almost substantial, and even Li Mu, who was far away, felt a tremor from the divine soul.

"Awesome. Li Mu was terrified, it was certain that in the event of such an attack, he would definitely die.

The little sword god Mo Ya and Nangong Shayue glanced at each other, and they both saw horror in each other's eyes. They didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly ran their spirits.

I saw that above the head of the little sword god Mo Ya, a small quadrangular tripod shimmered. Floating quietly above his head, Xiao Ding rose when he saw the wind, and instantly turned into a one-meter-square big ding, buckled upside down on the top of his head, dripping and spinning.

Brush!

Nangong Shayue flipped over casually, and a small and exquisite octagonal tower appeared above his head, turning into a meter or two to protect his head.

This is also a weapon of divine soul defense, and it looks even more strange than the Quartet.

"Divine Soul Defense Spirit Soldier!"

"Oh my God, where did they get their Divine Soul Defense Spirit Soldiers?"

"No wonder you dare to trespass on the medicine mountain, it turns out that there is such a hole card!"

"You must kill them, and the Divine Soul Defense Spirit Soldier must get your hands on them. ”

A group of people in the Nirvana realm showed greedy expressions one after another. There are very few spirit soldiers for divine soul defense, and even the people of their Immortal Sound Valley can't come up with a few.

As a disciple of Xianyin Valley, who doesn't want to have such a weapon. You must know that the battles between the disciples of the big forces are very frequent, and almost all the people in the Immortal Sound Valley are familiar with the sound law, if there is such a divine weapon to protect themselves, it is tantamount to an extra life.

Dangdang!

That sword fell, and the attack fell on the Fang Ding and the Octagonal Linglong Pagoda, which shook people's ears.

Glancing at Nangong Shayue and the little sword god Mo Ya again, the two of them were fine. It's just that his face is a little pale, and despite the divine soul defense spirit soldiers, the souls of the two of them were still affected, after all, it was twelve people who launched a sonic attack on them.

"Hmph, do you really think that the Divine Soul Defense Spirit Soldiers can protect your lives, naive, kill them for me. The scar-faced young man looked disdainful.

Whoa~~~

More sonic attacks formed, and sonic attacks turned into various sharp blade forms, slashing down at Nangong Shayue and the little sword god Mo Ya.

Dangdang~~~

The terrifying sonic attack made the bodies of the two tremble, and even the spirit soldiers who were defending against the divine soul suddenly felt unbearable.

The faces of the little sword god Mo Ya and Nangong Shayue were ugly, they were too conceited, and they underestimated the strength of these old disciples of Xianyin Valley after all.

"Kill them. ”

The scar-faced young man gave an order, and suddenly a warrior killed the two of them.

"Run~~"

Without saying a word, the little sword god Mo Ya and Nangong Shayue chose to escape. They were extremely fast, and their bodies flashed around the crowd and fled towards the depths of the medicine mountain.

In the face of the Twelve Laws of the Immortal Yin Valley disciples' Lu Yin Killing Formation, they could only protect themselves, and there was no way to fight back. Especially the little sword god Mo Ya, his natal flying sword was originally controlled by the divine soul, but in this situation, where could he still have the opportunity to use the divine soul.

"Chase! We must slaughter them, and we must not let them miss Senior Brother Yun's big thing. ”

Wow~~

All the people in Xianyin Valley chased them out, and under the pursuit of everyone, the little sword god Mo Ya and Nangong Shayue were quite embarrassed, but fortunately, their speed was fast enough, but they were not caught up for the first time.

Everyone here left, only the scar-faced young man remained in place, he glanced in the direction where Li Mu was, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile, "There is also a small miscellaneous fish." ”

"It was discovered. Li Mu couldn't help frowning, after he comprehended the dark attribute, his hidden skills became even more powerful, and he followed all the way, even the little sword gods didn't find any trace of him, but they didn't want to be discovered by the scar-faced youth.

"Get out. Glancing at the place where Li Mu was hiding, the scar-faced young man spoke calmly and lightly.

"Hehe! It's boring to be discovered. ”

Li Mu shook his head and immediately walked out of the shadows.