Looking at the unconscious thyme, Mu Cong hooked an evil smile from the corner of his mouth, raised his hand to disperse the white mist in the sky, looked at the dark night sky, and said after the bright moon: "The night is still very long...... You two play slowly with her, and I'll bring this thyme back to the ghost realm first. ”

"No, you can't! Put down my Master! ”

Ye Xian'er opened her eyes suddenly, looked in the direction of Mu Cong, and knocked the two lonely ghosts in the way away. The mind was distracted, and the rhythm of the ancient tree saucer flying was also disrupted, and it flew away towards the surroundings.

A large number of ancient tree saucers gathered together, and Ye Xian'er flew towards the thyme.

"Just you?"

Mu Cong raised his eyebrows coldly, and then gathered the aura in his hand into a ball, and suddenly attacked Ye Xian'er.

Ye Xian'er's mind at the moment was all on thyme's body, so she couldn't successfully dodge, and the ancient tree saucer in front of her was hit by this palm dark attribute aura, and all of them turned into green aura, returning to Ye Xian'er's eyebrows.

Mu Cong saw that this Ye Xian'er was nothing more than that, and hurriedly flew to Ye Xian'er's side, his hand was constantly condensing aura, and when he was about to reach out and hit Ye Xian'er's forehead, in the white mist in the distance, white light flashed, and a spirit sword flew out with a whoosh.

The spirit sword flew out longitudinally and attacked Mu Cong, after Mu Cong found out, he hurriedly retreated behind him, dodged his head backwards, the spirit sword rubbed the tip of Mu Cong's nose, and flew in front of Mu Cong, the sword body was smooth as a mirror, exuding a cold silver light, Mu Cong's frightened expression at the moment was reflected on the sword body.

Fortunately, Mu Cong missed it perfectly, otherwise today he would have to pierce his head because of this sword, and the blood would flow like a river.

Just when Mu Cong just breathed a sigh of relief, the spirit sword suddenly flipped one hundred and eighty degrees in the air, and flew towards Mu Cong again, Mu Cong was just about to dodge, but found that the spirit sword seemed to be manipulated, and the person who controlled the spirit sword hated him very much.

He confronted the spirit sword for a moment, and finally repelled the spirit sword, and the spirit sword flew back towards the mist when it came, and fell into the hands of a man, the man was dressed in white, his eyes were as cold as the harsh winter, and every step felt surging and full of aura.

He stopped Ye Xian'er into his arms and stared at her eyes, with a little remorse in his eyes.

Ye Xian'er's eyebrows were a little red, that was the traces left after a large number of ancient tree saucers were killed just now, although it was a little red, but this pain was nothing, Ye Xian'er smiled and said, "Pour rhyme...... I'm fine...... I didn't tell you a long time ago, I want to see how strong I am now......"

Tilting Yun's slender and white fingers brushed Ye Xian'er's eyebrows, and gently stroked Ye Xian'er's eyebrows, Ye Xian'er only felt a slight coolness from her eyebrows, "Does it hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt!" Ye Xian'er smiled, snuggled in her arms, and smiled cutely.

Mu Cong looked at Qian Yun and Ye Xian'er, and suddenly frowned. This rhyme obviously doesn't have a strong strength, but why did it have such a strong murderous aura just now?

"Who are you?" Mu Cong looked at the rhyme in front of him vigilantly.

The air was very silent, and Qian Yun didn't pay attention to Mu Cong at all, and his eyes were always on Mu Cong's body.

"Good ......" Mu Cong sneered, and then recalled the two lonely ghosts who were shot away by Ye Xian'er just now, and ordered the lonely ghosts to teach Qian Yun some lessons.

Seeing the lone ghost coming, he hurriedly stepped forward, holding the White Feather Wind Sword, and when the aura was urging, he injected the light attribute aura into the White Feather Wind Sword, and the two lonely ghosts pounced on him at the moment, he waved the spirit sword in his hand, and a sword swept over, and the bodies of the two lonely ghosts were cut off.

The two lonely ghosts howled in pain, and one of the lonely ghosts looked at Qian Yun in disbelief and said, "You actually have a light attribute ......"

Tilting Yun frowned slightly, the spirit sword in his hand quickly swung towards the bodies of the two lonely ghosts, and the lonely ghosts were frequently hit by the light attribute on the White Feather Wind Sword, and their bodies were instantly divided into hundreds of pieces, turning into a wisp of gray smoke and disappearing.

"You're a Light Attribute Spirit Master?" Mu Cong stared at Tilt Yun coldly, and instinctively took a step back.

The light attribute and the dark attribute are mutually reinforcing, although this is the case, the dark attribute is much weaker than the light attribute, after all, the dark attribute can not be fully exerted until the night, and once it is in the morning, it will be seized by the light attribute.

However, it was night just now, and there was still a long time before the morning, which was enough for him to make good use of the darkness to kill this light attribute spirit master.

After all, the strength of Qian Yun is far inferior to him now, even if he has the ability to kill two lone ghosts, the lone ghosts are grabbing a lot in the netherworld, everywhere, and it is not uncommon to be killed by a light attribute spirit master.

Qian Yun still didn't pay attention to Mu Cong, but now he turned his head to Mu Cong, holding the White Feather Wind Sword, and ran towards Mu Cong's location.

Mu Cong saw Qian Yun coming, and he was not in a hurry, just when the white feather wind sword in Qian Yun's hand was about to pierce Mu Cong's throat, Mu Cong suddenly turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared in front of Qian Yun's eyes. New Lewen

When he reappeared, Mu Cong appeared behind him, and a dark attribute spiritual power was condensed in Mu Cong's hand, and that spiritual power was like a chain, waving out of his palm.

When Qian Yun turned around, he saw the black chain waving in Mu Cong's hand and dodged to dodge.

Suddenly, between Mu Cong's palms, black dark attribute chains appeared, the chains were very realistic, and when they were whipped on the ground, they could hear the clanging sound.

Under Mu Cong's step-by-step pressing, Tilt Yun was finally cornered by him, and after a beautiful backflip, Tilt Yun stood on the White Feather Wind Sword, floating in the air.

This scene appeared in front of Mu Cong's eyes, making Mu Cong's eyes widen, "Imperial Sword Technique? ”

Isn't the sword technique an ability that only the disciples of Yunzen Mountain can use?

Yunxian Mountain is a place blessed by the Immortal Realm, and Yunxian Mountain is not an enemy to the Ghost Realm and the Ghost King, at least not yet.

Moreover, when the Ghost King arranged Mu Cong's mission, he specially instructed that he would take the lives of Thyme and Sen Yuemiao, and the rest of the people would be disposed of casually, except for the people of Yunxian Mountain.

Seeing the movement of Mu Cong's hand suddenly, Qian Yun seized the opportunity to make a quick move, and when the sword flew towards Mu Cong, he threw the White Feather Wind Sword fiercely, and the sword flew through the air, leaving a long silver phantom.

While Mu Cong was thinking, the White Feather Wind Sword was inserted straight into Mu Cong's chest, the sword body pierced Mu Cong, the sword body was soaked in blood, the hilt took Mu Cong out a few meters away, Mu Cong's feet scratched a scratch of different shades on the ground, after a few meters, the sword was pierced into the trunk of the tree in the distance, and Mu Cong was nailed to the tree like a bug specimen.

At this time, Mu Cong felt a pain in his heart, he trembled his hands, touched the red liquid that was slowly flowing on his chest, and he pointed to the rhyme and said, "You are from Yunxian Mountain......

Seeing that this guy recognized Yunxian Mountain, Qian Yun said, "Master, Elder Yunshan." ”

"Cloud ...... Mountain ......"

Mu Cong suddenly coughed up a pool of blood, Yun Shan was one of the representatives of the human race who participated in the separation of the continent back then, and he had always thought that Yun Shan had already disappeared after offending the immortal world, but he didn't expect that he was still alive......

Just when Mu Cong slowly spit out the name of Yunshan, Ye Xian'er had already rushed to Thyme, helped Thyme up, and asked her with concern, "Master, how are you?" ”

Thyme was still wearing a hat at this time, and the veil was full of traces of blood, and Thyme's original blue-green clothes became blood-red because she had just held Sen Yuemiao.

"It's okay for the teacher......" When she raised her head again, the traces of thyme's eyebrows had already dissipated, and when Ye Xian'er saw her master like this, she guessed that the master must have taken the recovery pill, otherwise how could she recover so quickly.

"Master, that Mu Cong has been nailed to the trunk of the tree by the rhyme...... Ye Xian'er asked Thyme to look at the very embarrassed Mu Cong in the distance, hoping that the master could relieve his anger a little.

"This can't kill him...... Thyme sneered, and then said loudly to Mu Cong in the distance: "Mu Cong! Aren't you going to take my life? Get it! ”

Mu Cong stretched out his hand, pulled out the white feather sword that pierced him, and was still on the side, completely ignoring the blood that was constantly flowing like a spring in his chest, walked towards the thyme, looked up and said: "I thought you had fainted a long time ago, but I didn't expect you to be so good at acting, even I didn't find out ......"

As soon as he collected his spiritual power, he took the White Feather Wind Sword back into his palm, held it tightly, wiped the blood marks on the White Feather Wind Sword, and after dealing with the blood stains on the White Feather Wind Sword, he put down his raised arms, raised his eyes, and silently observed Thyme and Mu Cong.

"You really look up to yourself...... Thyme laughed at Mu Cong's self-righteousness, although he killed Mu Mo, stood in Mu Mo's position, and became the leader of the Tomb Void, but in the end, he was still controlled by the Ghost King in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't run away no matter how he ran.

"Say whatever you want, you're going to die at my hands sooner or later!" Mu Cong began to raise his hands to seal, and a black spirit array appeared at the feet of Thyme and Ye Xian'er, and when Tilt Yun saw this, he hurriedly rushed forward, but before Tilt Yun arrived, there was a dramatic reversal.

The turquoise spirit array that appeared under Mu Cong's feet was faster than Mu Cong's spirit array, and the light went straight into the sky, like a copper wall, trapping Mu Cong inside.

Halfway through Mu Cong's spirit array, he was interrupted halfway, and he was counterattacked.

When the spirit circle has not fully appeared, it will not cause much damage to the person who seals it, but it will still return the relative pain to the sealer.

He clenched his arms in pain, knelt in the center of the green spirit array, and said unwillingly, "Thyme...... You're me! ”

"What I learned from you......" Thyme curled the corners of her lips and smiled coldly, "Isn't the yin trick just a 'yin' word?" Fight you openly, do I still have a chance to win? Sen Yuemiao died because of you, Mu Mo died because of you, don't you think they are very lonely in the underworld? ”