"Hehe, do you want to kill yourself and give yourself a good time?"

Li Wuxian smiled contemptuously.

In his opinion, Mu Futian's behavior was undoubtedly suicide.

You must know that although the spiritual power fluctuations of the white spirit dragon are not as good as his big killing moves, they are not to be underestimated.

rushed forward unsuspectingly, even if it was him, he would definitely not be dead or disabled.

"Futian, no, don't!!"

The two sisters, Luo Xiaozhu and Luo Xiaotong, also exclaimed.

They couldn't believe their eyes.

I can't believe that Mu Futian would do such an unbelievable thing.

But at this point, it's too late for them to stop it.

Because, Mu Futian has already bumped into it.

"Knock~"

An instant later, an earth-shattering boom rang out.

But.

To everyone's surprise, Mu Futian was not seriously injured or smashed to the ground by the white spirit dragon's energy attack.

Instead, his body hung above the void all the time.

And around him, there is a white spirit dragon with him.

"This ......"

"What's going on?"

Li Wuxian, who was still sneering, was not calm when he saw the scene in front of him.

Moreover, what surprised him even more was that Mu Futian's aura had obviously broken through to the Creation Realm.

Luo Xiaozhu, Luo Xiaotong and Long Jing were also stunned.

"Original...... This is the ultimate mystery of the fourth form of the Heavenly God Formula: Heavenly Dragon Possession! ”

Feeling the white spirit dragon constantly scurrying on his body, as well as the soaring aura, Mu Futian clenched his palms and secretly rejoiced.

Originally, he thought that the fourth form needed to condense the 'Celestial Dragon' by himself, and then obtain its true body.

Unexpectedly, by chance, he directly comprehended the ultimate mystery of the fourth type.

"Futian, be careful!"

Just when Mu Futian was secretly happy, suddenly, Luo Xiaozhu's scream sounded.

Mu Futian raised his head violently, only to see that Li Wuxian was once again urging his terrifying offensive.

"Haha, no matter how you struggle, there is only one end for you, and that is death!"

After speaking, his move 'Thousand Thunder Bombardment Slash' shot out again with lightning speed.

Distance and speed, any point is not good for Mu Futian.

But.

When that attack was about to fall on Mu Futian, the latter's figure disappeared directly out of thin air.

"What?"

Li Wuxian couldn't help but be shocked.

You know, in that situation just now, even if it was him, there would be absolutely no escape.

However, Mu Futian did it.

A bad feeling instantly spread all over Li Wuji's body.

And at this moment, he has only one thought, and that is to retreat!

"Huh~"

But just as the thought crossed his mind and he was about to retreat, a rapid sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded.

And then.

He saw a vague shadow appear in front of his eyes.

And this person, besides Mu Futian, who else can there be?

"No...... Don't kill me! ”

His life was threatened, and Li Wuxian subconsciously begged for mercy.

"It's late."

With a cold snort, Mu Futian's palm instantly poked out, grabbed Li Wuxian's neck, and twisted it.

"Click~"

The neck is broken, and the popularity is exhausted.

A photo.

In just one face-to-face time, a monk who had reached the Four Heavens of the Creation Realm died directly in the hands of Mu Futian.

This made Long Jing's eyes jump violently, and a heavy uneasiness passed through his heart.

He never imagined that the soft persimmon he originally imagined would be so tricky.

It was just a hundred miles and thousands of rivers that were killed, and now, even Li Wuxian had made the same mistake again.

If it is said that Baili Qianchuan is a light enemy, then it is acceptable.

But now, even Li Wuxian has been defeated.

If it is said that it is caused by the underestimation of the enemy, then it is a bit too much.

But it is enough to show that the young man named Mu Futian does have terrifying strength.

"Run!"

Long Jing barely hesitated, his figure flashed, and he immediately swept out wildly.

Even a strong man like Li Wuxian was not an opponent, how could he, a small monk who had just entered the realm of creation, be an opponent?

"Since you have done it, let's stay forever."

The light and fluttering voice sounded in Long Jing's ears.

When the latter heard this, his complexion changed abruptly, and his speed increased suddenly.

However.

No matter how fast his speed is, how can he be faster than Mu Futian, who is possessed by the Heavenly Dragon?

"Snort~"

The cold wooden sword poked out of Mu Futian's hand, and then pierced Long Jing's chest directly from behind.

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