Chapter 793: The Pig Just Cracked

"It can't run away. The corners of Li Mu's mouth curled, and the attack of the divine soul just now left a mark in the opponent's divine soul, even if it fled to the ends of the earth, it could feel it.

He has cultivated the "Thoughts of the Goddess and the Goddess", and he is proficient in the "Nine Shadows Town Requiem", both of which are related to the divine soul, leaving a little spiritual imprint in a divine soul body, which could not be simpler.

"Young Master, you mean, deliberately let it go?" Ling Feng asked puzzled.

"Hmm!" Li Mu nodded.

"Why do you want to let it go?" Ling Feng asked again.

"The sect is about to encircle and suppress the Fire Gate, maybe, we can know something from it, wouldn't it be a pity to kill it. Li Mu smiled indifferently.

Ling Feng's eyes lit up, "That's right, why didn't I think of it? ”

"Let's go!" Glancing at the collapsed ghost cave, Li Mu and the others rose into the air.

"What should we do next, in which direction shall we chase?"

Li Mu frowned, originally he thought that the ghost servant should fly in the direction of the fire gate, it seemed that the latter seemed to have gone to Sangmuling.

Could it be ······ There are also Yin soldiers in Sangmu Ridge, and Uncle Sword Master said that it is possible for Yin soldiers to infiltrate Sangmu Ridge, well. It must be so, it seems that we must go to Sangmuling.

Li Mu hesitated for a moment, such a thought flashed in his heart, and then said: "Ling Changlao, you go back to the sect first! ”

"Sangmuling, young master, has that ghost servant entered Sangmuling? No, Sangmuling is too dangerous, I don't recommend you to go!" Ling Feng's face was cautious. Sangmuling is not a ghost cave, it is much more dangerous than a ghost cave.

It was a forbidden place, and sixth-order spirit beasts were rampant, and their power was not inferior to any big force in the world.

And the people of the major forces in Sangmuling secretly have an agreement that the terran land immortals are not allowed to set foot in Sangmuling, otherwise it will be regarded as a provocation.

It is true that Li Mu is not a land immortal, and his combat power is better than that of many people who have just entered the mortal realm, but where is it a forbidden land after all.

Knowing that the other party was worried about his own safety, Li Mu explained: "There are Yin soldiers who have infiltrated Sangmuling, and Uncle Sword Master also said to let me go to Sangmuling. Don't worry, there will be no danger, and once I encounter an irreversible existence, I will come back immediately. ”

"Okay! Pay attention to safety, I'll go back to the sect first," Ling Feng flew to say goodbye, Li Mu's combat power was already above him, and it didn't make much sense to go to Sangmuling by himself, and it would also cause the spirit beasts of Sangmuling to be disgusted with Qiongshan.

The Devil's Cave is very close to Sangmuling, and strictly speaking, the Devil's Cave is backed by Sangmuling.

Sangmuling is a huge primeval forest, and the eyes are full of green Longyou mulberry, with lush branches and leaves, verdant and dripping. The terrain here is hilly, and the hills are not very tall.

In ancient times, there was a 10,000-year-old god mulberry tree here, and it was named "Mulberry Ridge".

And because of the vigorous aura here, the spirit of Zhong Heaven and Earth is beautiful, and it is a natural holy place for cultivation. Many spirit beasts occupied this place, and finally formed a force to be reckoned with, becoming the famous Sangmuling Forbidden Area.

After Ling Feng left, Li Mu plunged headlong into Sangmuling, but he did not go deeper. waited until the dark night before turning into a shadow and sneaking into Sangmu Ridge.

Entering the interior of Sangmuling, tall dragons abound, the trunk can reach thousands of zhang, the old trees are vigorous, winding straight up to the nine heavens.

Some of the huge dragon mulberries are so long that their bodies are more majestic than the mountains. The aura of this world is lush, and the plants are also huge and unimaginable.

When a normal human arrives here, they feel smaller than ants.

Looking up along a 10,000-foot Longyou mulberry, at the top of the canopy, there is a huge nest, oval-shaped, with a diameter of nearly 1,000 zhang.

This is a fierce bird nest, the owner of the nest is a mountain eagle, very powerful, from its breath Li Mu can judge that this is a mountain eagle that is about to break through the sixth order.

Within a radius of 10,000 miles, it is one of the most powerful overlords.

Without alarming this mountain eagle, Li Mu gathered all his breath, like a ghost, and continued to march towards the depths of Sangmu Ridge.

This is only the periphery of the Sangmu Ridge, basically there will be no sixth-order spirit beasts, the closer to the center of the Sangmu Ridge, the stronger the aura is, and the more powerful the spirit beasts will be.

The spirit beasts in Sangmuling are very dense, even if they are in the periphery, every one or two thousand miles, they will encounter a fifth-order high-level spirit beast, although the space of ten thousand miles is very narrow for the spirit beasts here, many spirit beasts are still willing to live in Sangmuling.

At the same time, there are also regulations in the forbidden area, under normal circumstances, there will be no fight between spirit beasts and spirit beasts, unless there is a fight for territory, spouse, or cultivation resources, there will be fighting.

This is the basic principle, the world of spirit beasts is also civilized, and there will be no contradictions because of what you are worried about.

But it's different when encountering outsiders, especially human warriors, once they appear here, they will become the public enemy of all spirit beasts, so Li Mu has to be careful.

Following the direction of soul induction, Li Mu slowly marched into the depths.

In the mulberry ridge.

"Damn, damn boy, wait, when Lao Tzu recovers, I'll be the first to settle accounts with you. ”

A wild boar the size of several zhang is cautiously driving in the primeval forest. This is an ordinary wild boar of the third order, which is equivalent to the Divine Realm of human beings. As it walked, it was still muttering fragments.

Of course, it was impossible for a third-order spirit beast to speak, and it was the ghost servant who controlled this wild boar.

The reason why it wants to enter the body of this dirty and smelly wild boar is also a matter of no way, at present, it is only a soul body, if it does not take away a living being, the soul will quickly collapse, and its soul was injured by Li Mu and needs to be restored.

It is not safe to enter the body of a spirit beast that is too strong, it is easy to be counterattacked, the wild boar has low intelligence, it is easy to control, and it has rough skin and thick meat, and it smells bad, and it is generally not used as food by powerful spirit beasts.

As it walked, it kept an eye on those powerful spirit beasts, trying to avoid confrontation with them head-on, if it was suddenly trampled to death by a big guy, it would be troublesome, although it would not die, but it would also delay its recovery.

Brush.

A shadow flickered and disappeared, resting on a tall dragon mulberry book, not attracting the attention of the wild boar.

Looking at the wild boar, Li Mumo rubbed his chin and thought, "Turned into a wild boar, what is this guy going to do? What is the purpose of coming to Sangmuling?"

Looking at the wild boar's cautious appearance, Li Mu couldn't help but want to laugh. At the same time, he also secretly admired the methods of the ghost clan, if it was a human martial artist in the mortal realm, only the divine soul was left, and it was impossible to survive in this way.

"No matter, let it suffer a little first!"

Li Mu smiled evilly, broke a section of the stump with his hand, and cut it into the size of a mallet, more than a meter long, with a pointed end, glanced at the wild boar's fat buttocks, and threw it vigorously at a certain place.

Poof-

The sound of a wooden stake penetrating the flesh, a meter-long stump, the whole root of the pig chrysanthemum, only less than half a foot remained.

"Oh~~~ Who is it, who attacked the PP !! of this seat"

The inhumane voice, roaring in the primordial forest bell, the ghost servant pig hair handstand, the feeling of just cracking, the hot pain!

"Who is it?!Get out of here!"

The ghost servant stared at the pig's eyes and looked around, but found nothing.

(Some words inevitably do not reach the meaning, but there is no way, crack down.) )