Just when Wang Mu was struggling with whether to absorb the energy containing spiritual luck, suddenly there was a tremor in the sea of knowledge.

"Wow, the dust is rioting!"

With Xiao Ash's excited scream, Wang Mu's body was covered with a layer of gray streamer.

If the others are platinum saint warriors, then Wang Mu at this moment is gray and slippery, like an ugly duckling in the swan flock that has not grown well.

Gongsun Ruoxue saw Wang Mu's strange appearance in the afterglow, and her beautiful eyes flashed.

"The Ownerless Spirit Body, is this what it looks like..."

Wow~~~

The energy liquid entered the body, and Gongsun Ruoxue's eyes narrowed slightly, experiencing the pleasure of the soul. Mu Ningning had a clear expression, his soul ring was accompanied by him, and Qianqian's fine hands were fiddling with something.

For these two people, the silky sticky substance in the energy liquid seemed to repel them.

Gongsun Ruoxue is fine, and occasionally blue silk threads will be absorbed by her. As for Mu Ningning, the silk thread seemed to take the initiative to stay away from her. Seeing this, Mu Ningning's brows tightened, and the frequency of his hands accelerated.

The others were wandering in the suspended energy liquid, and in Wang Mu's opinion, all of them were in a state of unconsciousness. The thread of spiritual luck looms and moves actively, seemingly consciously.

Occasionally, the silk thread hesitates for a moment, and will choose to take the initiative to enter the body of the warrior. After entering, the expressions of the warriors are varied, including happy, painful, nervous, and fearful, as if they are experiencing one scene after another.

Wang Mu walked slowly, and the silk threads on the way in front of him would flutter violently around him when they saw him, as if they wanted to enter his flesh. But the gray streamer will speed up, and the silk thread will gradually disappear.

Looking at the layer of transparent cement on his body, Wang Mu shook his head helplessly, always feeling that this painting style was wrong.

Yang Xiaoqing's brows were tightly knit at the moment, not shaking unconsciously like others, she sat cross-legged on the ground, and the black silk threads would involuntarily flow into her body as long as they were within a certain range around her.

Like the previous Spirit Pool, even if Wang Mu is close, the black silk thread will still choose Yang Xiaoqing. Wang Mu was sure that even if those silk threads were not hindered by the gray streamer, they would not take care of themselves. As long as Xiaoqing is here, she will eat it all!

"That's amazing..."

Sensing that Xiaoqing's strength had skyrocketed, Wang Mu was happy and had a sense of pressure at the same time.

"I haven't gotten anything in this wave, don't look back Xiaoqing stepped into the earth movement period before me, then I really got tracheitis."

Wang Mu frowned, "This is a disease, it must be cured!" ”

Watching his opponents absorb energy to their heart's content, Wang Mu couldn't sit still. With a horizontal heart, he actually tried to run the martial spirit.

"Wang Mu!" Ash exclaimed, "What are you going to do!" ”

"Don't worry, I won't absorb it."

While running the martial spirit, look inward and observe. The flow speed of the gray streamer of the Void Immortal Tower, as Wang Mu took the initiative to operate the martial spirit, involuntarily accelerated by a few points.

Raising your hand to see the streamer wrapped in your hand has the same effect. Reach out and try to touch the thread.

"Wang Mu!"

Seeing that the silk thread disappeared out of thin air, Xiao Gray was relieved.

Wang Mu's eyes lit up, and he could be sure that he really had the ability to erase the threads of spiritual luck. It wasn't because the silk thread loomed away just now, but after he touched it, the spiritual luck was really gone!

"So since I can attack the Spirit Movement Body, then I can also cut off everyone's chance!"

Wang Muwei was born from the side of his guts, "I can't eat it, no one wants to eat it!" ”

Running the martial soul with all his might, the gray streamer was sheng, and Wang Mu stepped on Ye Wubu and rushed out!

Knowing Wang Mu's thoughts, Xiao Ash smiled and said, "You are so bad..."

Wang Mu took the initiative to touch the silk thread, and the spiritual luck was wiped out by Wang Mu. When I met the black silk thread, Wang Mu left a snack, and tried to avoid it as much as possible. After all, Xiaoqing still has to absorb, maybe she can't absorb it completely, but she is far better than others.

For his own things, Wang Mu still won't destroy them casually.

Not only that, as soon as a silk thread entered the warrior's body, Wang Mu tried to touch the warrior, and the warrior actually opened his eyes!

Seeing the stunned expression, Wang Mu judged that it should be as if the computer screen went black as soon as he entered a scene.

The martial artist looked at Wang Mu in a daze, and it didn't seem to have reacted yet. Wang Mu didn't explain, and left to destroy the other silk threads.

Slowly, the silk threads became fewer and fewer, and some strong people sensed that something was wrong.

Tarim opened his eyes, how could the dark path spiritual luck become less. The same is true for Wu Dingguo, Wang Mu happened to be not far from him, and he saw a gray figure rushing past him.

"Huh? Was it a big gray mouse that ran over just now? ”

The secret path is not good, and Wu Dingguo's face changed greatly, "It's that ownerless spirit body!" ”

"Slut, you dare to ruin our chance!"

Wu Dingguo's mournful voice sounded, and many warriors came back to their senses.

"The thieves in Selangor disrupt the spiritual luck, and the hatred that blocks the road is not shared!"

Hearing Wu Dingguo's words, everyone understood. This spirit body did not absorb spiritual luck, but simply destroyed it. Except for the black silk thread thief who seems to have consciously retained it, it is estimated that the other spiritual threads have been destroyed a lot by him.

The states are now gathered together, and although Wang Mu only commits crimes in the area of the other four states, both the energy liquid and the spiritual luck silk thread contained in it are all flowing.

In short, the total amount of spiritual luck is declining at a constant rate.

In this way, even Selangor will be affected to a certain extent, Zhou Jianwei screamed at this moment: "Wang Mu, don't cause everyone's hostility!" ”

"Yes, Brother Wang, we will gain less if you do this."

"You even pit the Aoki Sect itself?"

“…”

For a while, the Selangor team members except for Aoki Zong complained for a while, and by the way, Wang Mu's personal information was leaked.

"It turns out that this guy's name is Wang Mu!"

"Hmph, Aoki Sect? Haven't heard of it..."

“…”

The warriors of the four states were united in hatred at the moment, and wanted to kill Wang Mu on the spot, but they were wrapped in spiritual luck and tried in vain.

Yu Tianchen, He Zhenkui, and Nangong Douwu glanced at each other and nodded.

"The Aoki Sect Auxiliary Group listens to the order and disperses!"

"The Aoki Sect warrior group listens to the order and disperses!"

"The Aoki Sect's assassin team listens to the order and disperses!"

The people of the Aoki Sect did not hesitate, and immediately dispersed, scattering to all corners of the entire platform.

Yu Tianchen laughed loudly and shouted loudly: "Wang Mu, let it go, Lao Tzu can't absorb much anyway!" ”

"I'll just stare at what this is called Wu Dingguo, stay for a while and talk nonsense, Lao Tzu will fall with him." As soon as the words fell, He Zhenkui rushed to Wu Dingguo.

At this moment, everyone is equivalent to a forbidden demon state, except for the movement speed skill, which is no different from mortals. Even if a martial artist in Zhongzhou stepped forward to stop him, He Zhenkui could easily bypass it.

Approaching Wu Dingguo's side, several Zhongzhou warriors protected Wu Dingguo in the middle at this moment. In this case, if He Zhenkui is really allowed to succeed, then Zhongzhou's face will be lost.

Seeing this, Nangong Douwu sneered: "It's just that the cultivation environment is stronger than ours, and there is nothing to plant!" ”

Wu Dingguo's face was dark, and he sighed and motioned to his teammates to get out of the way. The other martial artists of the four states had complicated faces at this moment, and they all secretly sighed in their hearts that the sect of the spirit body was really united, and it should not be underestimated.

The tip of Wang Mu's nose was sour, in fact, he also had some psychological burden in doing so. Wu Dingguo is not wrong about one thing, to a certain extent, he is equivalent to influencing everyone's chances.

However, everyone in the sect understands his approach, and if he absorbs it smoothly, the Aoki Sect will not have an advantage, so it is better to make the scene complicated, and maybe there will be a chance.

At this moment, the people of the Aoki sect are not thinking about personal gains and losses, but about the glory of Selangor. To be precise, it belongs to the interests of the Aoki sect!

Their idea is very simple, only by getting good results, the Fan Ling Temple will increase its support for the sect, and the sect is the most important!

Wang Mu had mixed feelings in his heart, and muttered, "The loveliest person..."

"Wang Mu, don't be stunned, hurry up!"

Yao Long roared, looking left and right, looking for what he could do.

It is not like Yang Xiaoqing can attract Lingyun into the body, and Lingyun basically has no interest in Yao Long and the others.

Yi Yun spoke rarely, frowned, and said, "I can't absorb it left and right, so it's better to harass it according to what Senior Brother He said." ”

Fu Yueshan glanced at Yi Yun and felt that this airborne soldier was much more pleasing to the eye. Lu Yuzhu shouted with a grin: "Wang Mu, give full play to your expertise in sabotage!" ”

Hearing this, the other four state warriors were speechless for a while, and they knew this way before they joined that Wang Mu...

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