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Rub -- Saion lost his horse and knew that it was not a blessing.

"Hahaha~" This is a true portrayal of Mu Chengcheng's current situation, and his mood at the moment can really be described as overjoyed. Nima, lost the Howling Wind Sword, lost the Fire Red Sword, and now get this Qinglong Sword, no loss, the experience of life can really be described as wonderful, the last moment you are still in the position of the lost things are annoyed, depressed, the next moment, the things you get make you feel how beautiful life is, how hopeful.

Mu Tingcheng felt that his mind and the Green Twisted Sword seemed to be connected to each other, as long as he had a thought, the Green Twisted Sword would come out with the thought, and he didn't need to use his hands to grasp and control it at all.

"Super-green twisted sword, out-"

Mu Tingcheng shouted, the ornament on his arm came alive, writhed and drilled out of his arm, and a cyan dragon roared violently, turning into a cyan divine sword that was grabbed by Mu Tingcheng in his hand.

"Nima, that's so handsome." Mu Chengcheng looked at the cyan divine sword in his hand, and his eyes were full of satisfaction. Although he is more good at fist-to-flesh violent melee combat, it does not prevent him from loving magic weapon spells, and many times, the handsome effect of magic weapon spells is even cooler, isn't it! "In the future, which bastard despises Lao Tzu for not having a long-range attack means, you will cut him with a sword."

The green twisted sword seemed to understand, and it trembled lightly in Mu Qingcheng's hand, making a faint humming sound.

"Let's-"

Mu Chengcheng threw the divine sword into the air, jumped forward, and stepped on the sword with both feet. Rub, I used to envy the sword fairy flying on TV, but now I can fly with my own sword, and I don't have to consume my own yuan power.

Edgeworth's flight is the realm above the foundation to be able to resist the sword, and if you don't rely on any external objects, and directly use your own cultivation to support the physical flight, you have to reach the realm above the golden pill. However, as long as the monk has a special flying magic weapon, he can break these rules.

For example, Mu Chengcheng is now, his cultivation is the twelfth layer of Qi training, but relying on the functions attached to the divine sword itself, he can break the law that the sword cannot fly below the foundation.

The green twisted sword carried Mu Chengcheng, faintly turning into the figure of a cyan dragon, flying in the sky, like a divine dragon flying in the clouds.

"Wow~ Look, Qinglong-" A disciple found the green twisted sword flying in the sky, pointed to the sky in surprise, shouted loudly, his tone was excited, and hurriedly beckoned his fellow disciples to watch together.

The disciple looked up inexplicably, and then shouted excitedly.

"Qinglong, it's really Qinglong! Wow, I see the dragon—"

The two shouted excitedly together. Dragon, in any world is a noble, rare, and powerful beast, if anyone can get a dragon as a boost, then even if he is just a garbage disciple in the Qi training period, he can also roar in the monk world, if it is an adult dragon, it can be called a super master in the Bandu Tribulation Period.

"Quick, let's keep up, if we can get this dragon, we can turn over." The two disciples seemed to be overjoyed, and stupidly wanted to follow to catch the dragon.

Mu Tingcheng stood on it, and when he heard the conversation between these two idiot disciples, he couldn't help but be happy, and shouted: "Super-get out, Nima's, where are the eyes." ”

After speaking, the green twisted sword suddenly accelerated, and took Mu Chengcheng to disappear into the sky. Only the words that had not completely dissipated were left, waking up the two disciples who were in a daze.

"That's, that's the voice of the god Muslay? He rode on a dragon? A disciple asked dumbfoundedly.

The other disciple shook his head and said disappointedly: "It is indeed the voice of Mu Killing God, and I can see it clearly, it is not a dragon, it is a sword." Let's go! Let's stay at the outer door honestly! ”

"Brother, let's go and join the forces of the Mu Killing God! I heard that the benefits of his power are very good, and Mu Killing God is a fierce character, generally no one dares to bully the disciples of his forces, and now that he has obtained such a divine sword, it is even more incredible. The disciple's eyes suddenly lit up and he said.

"Okay, let's go! Brothers. As soon as the two of them were combined, two stupid disciples went to Mu Chengcheng's forces with agitation.

"Hahaha~ It's really cool--I can't imagine that soaring in the sky is such a cool feeling-" Mu Qingcheng flew in person for the first time, and that feeling really made people yearn for it, and couldn't extricate themselves, no wonder so many people wanted to cultivate as monks and soar to become immortals.

"Lao Tzu will fly to the immortal realm in the future, become an immortal on the earth, the heaven and the earth are big, let me soar——"

Mu Chengcheng shouted loudly in the air, his voice rolling, like thunder surging, clearing clouds and fog.

"Boy, boy—stop."

Mu Chengcheng was flying coolly, and suddenly heard a voice shouting behind him, so he hurriedly stopped the flying sword and looked back.

"Wow~~" As soon as he turned his head, a chubby face was almost close to his face, Mu Qingcheng hurriedly scolded, and Edgeworth retreated.

Keeping a distance from the visitor, Mu Tingcheng carefully looked at the other party.

The one who stopped Mu Tingcheng was a big fat man of two hundred pounds, dressed in a dirty preaching robe, with a yellow gourd hanging from his waist, and a pair of big hands that were oily, as if he would never be able to wash off the layer of oil.

"Who are you? Why did you stop Lao Tzu? Just now I was so close to Lao Tzu, looking for death! Although Mu Tingcheng felt that the cultivation of the person who came seemed to be very high, his character was not afraid of heaven and earth.

"You are Mu Chengcheng?" The fat Taoist looked at Mu Qingcheng up and down curiously, seemingly very interested in him.

"Does Lao Tzu know you? Where did you know my name? Mu Qingcheng saw that the other party was really looking for him, not the wrong person, and asked suspiciously, did he remember seeing such a number one person in his memory.

"You're right, come, come with me!"

The fat Dao man's head seemed to be a little confused, and he didn't even see the doubts and vigilance on Mu Tingcheng's face, so he directly asked Mu Tingcheng to go with him.

“……”

Mu Tingcheng's face darkened, Nima's, although your cultivation is high, but Lao Tzu would rather die than obey, no matter where you are a fool.

"Rub - I don't know you anymore, I don't have time to toss around with you, let's go-"

After speaking, Mu Qingcheng stepped on the green twisted sword and flew away. The fat Taoist priest shouldn't be able to follow up now! Thinking about it, Mu Chengcheng looked back and saw that the fat Taoist priest was following behind him, and his relaxed expression didn't seem to be difficult at all.

"I'll wipe it, and I'll go a little faster."

Mu Qingcheng said, and also sent a little yuan force into the divine sword, and the divine sword under his feet flew even faster.

Looking back, hey~ The fat Taoist priest is gone. Nima's, follow! Keep up again! Mu Qingcheng stood on the flying sword and whistled easily. Lalala~~

"Hmm~ boy, this sword is not bad, the speed of the flight is okay, I almost can't catch up."

Suddenly, he heard the voice of the fat Taoist priest talking behind him, Mu Qingcheng looked back, and leaned on~ The other party didn't know when he was already standing on his flying sword.

Mu Tingcheng now knew that he had really met a master, and it seemed that this master was still here specifically for himself. I can't remember when I offended such a great god!

"Fat ghost, what the hell do you want to do? What's the matter with finding Lao Tzu? If you have something to say, you can say it quickly, and if you have a fart, let it go. Mu Qingcheng said depressedly.

Buckle~

The fat Taoist stretched out his hand and knocked on Mu Tingcheng's head before saying, "Stinky boy, Lao Tzu is your elder, don't be polite to me when you speak." ”

"Are you my elder? Why haven't I seen you? Besides, I don't know you either, what are you coming to me for? Mu Qingcheng was surprised that this fat Taoist priest turned out to be the elder of his own sect Guiyuan Sect, but he had never had anything to do with these people, what did he come to do with him? Could it be the predecessor of the sect master's lineage?

"Yes, you thought? It's not a good place to talk, though. Go, I'll take you to a place, and when you get there, you understand everything, everything is clear. ”

After the fat Taoist finished speaking, he stretched out his big oily hand and grabbed Mu Qingcheng's collar, lifted it and flashed it, and disappeared with Mu Qingcheng.

When he looked at his surroundings again, Mu Chengcheng found that he had arrived in front of a solemn hall.

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