Chapter 271: Change in Appearance

Mu Bai didn't stop at his feet, he suddenly turned over and jumped out, and then grabbed the feathers of the giant eagle's neck and turned over his back, and the steel knife of the leopard beast girl slashed at his side, and one of the wings of the giant eagle was cut off by Qi Gen.

At this time, the black cloud above the head of the swarthy man shot out a rain of fire, and the turquoise python swirling in his hand had become a piece of ice, and it was sprinkled all over the ground as ice chips. The swarthy man finally had a look in his eyes, it was a touch of horror at the point of life and death, and he strode forward.

"Huh!"

The double-fish sword in his hand was thrown out towards the broad back of the swarthy man, and Mu Bai also galloped with the flying sword, slapping his palm, and the sword was about to be slashed, and a figure pounced on the ground, "poof", the double-fish sword was inserted into the leopard-print beast girl's chest, and the steel knife also slashed at the trend.

At this time, the black cloud turned into by the black-robed old man also suddenly shot towards the swarthy man, and the giant eagle flew into the air with one wing, and blocked the green fire rain with its wide feathers, turning into ice, and its huge body flew away.

The leopard-patterned beast girl's steel knife slashed, Mu Bai's waist twisted, the back of the pedal knife flew and kicked, the double-fish sword was pulled out of the leopard-patterned beast girl's chest, and the steel knife slashed into the black cloud turned by the strange old man.

The swarthy man stopped, turned around and reached out to catch the leopard girl who fell in mid-air, his eyes suddenly welled up with deep sadness, holding the leopard girl's body in both hands and kneeling on the ground, his long hair covered his face, but big tears fell.

The moment the steel knife swirled and slashed into the black cloud, Mu Bai had already appeared above the black cloud with his sword. The black-robed old man only felt a flower in front of him, and a coldness spread from his back to his heart. Gritting his teeth and drinking, the black cloud slammed into the ground, revealing the body of the black-robed old man, and the black-robed robe behind him had been soaked with blood.

"Let's do it to the old man now, Your Excellency is too anxious!"

Mu Bai flew down, pointing at the swarthy man who was crying on his knees.

"The strong enemy is still ahead, but you and I are undying!"

In this secret valley, the swarthy man is the most powerful, and when he saw the strange old man fighting with him, Mu Bai didn't say a word to join hands with him to fight the enemy. But each of them knew that after killing this swarthy man, it would be a life-and-death battle between the two of them.

A trace of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the black-robed old man, and he suddenly reached out with black iron claws and rushed towards the swarthy man. The swarthy man held the body of the leopard girl in both hands, big tears slipped down his eyes, and he was stunned, completely ignoring that the old man in the black robe had pounced as fiercely as a night owl, only to hear the sound of "poof", the black light flashed, and the black blood spurted out of the big man's neck like a pillar.

Mu Bai stood with a sword, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned and felt a little painful. The swarthy man turned his head to look at him, unable to see his expression, but his eyes slashed Mu Bai's heart like a steel knife.

Holding back the heartache, Mu Bai closed his eyes, and heard the sound of a broken bone in his ears, followed by the sound of a rumbling body falling to the ground. A blue and red sword slash flashed, and the figure of the black-robed old man was still in mid-air, and in a few moments, his body splattered with blood, silently divided into two halves, and the green and dark fire in the two eyes flickered and extinguished.

Sigh softly

Mu Bai stepped over and picked up the head of the swarthy man from the old man's robe, and lifted the body of the leopard-print beast girl, and dug a big pit with his sword at his feet, burying them on the spot together.

The leopard-print beast girl hugged the head of the swarthy man and slept forever.

Gradually, the glow of the sun hung up in the valley, and the sunlight shone through the great array, and the valley was shattered. Fortunately, the wind blew and blew away the blood in front of him. Mu Bai raised his head, and Dai Long silently slapped a palm to meet him. Taking advantage of the strong wind, Mu Bai's body flew backwards lightly, and with a "boom", the burial pit was shattered, and Mu Bai's organs were shaken and rolled, and he kicked back and smashed several giant trees behind him.

"Do things for Ben Shuai, there must be no soft-heartedness!"

Dailong waved his sleeves, only to feel that the space in front of him was dark, and Mu Bai fell to the ground, but he was already in a dark hut.

Surviving the Battle of the Secret Valley, Mu Bai had already exerted all his means to the fullest, and the strange old man and the swarthy man had given him a great threat to his life. And the swarthy man made his heart ache even more, and let him see a scene of tenderness in his heart of a steel man.

Enduring the pain in his viscera, Mu Bai stood up, recalling this series of encounters, he couldn't help but tremble, and then a light mirror appeared, and the mirror reflected a stranger, with a strong and slender body, and a black stain of blood. Looking at the face again, it was slightly rough, and there was confusion in his eyes.

"Is this me?"

Mu Bai shook his head, and the person in the mirror shook his head at the same time, with surprise in his eyes. Recalling his previous appearance, the image in the mirror became Mu Bai's original appearance again, cold and silent, and gradually a smile spread.

"Haha, it's a blessing in disguise!"

Mu Bai changed his appearance back and forth, and he was born from his heart, and he could naturally become the appearance in his mind. This is a real change, not a pill disguise illusion.

"It's good that you can save a lot of trouble in the future. ”

Mu Bai calmed down his thoughts, returned to the appearance when he woke up, and measured it carefully, although his appearance was ordinary, he also felt very satisfied in his heart.

Phantom water spring, hurriedly washed off a body of blood, changed into a clean clothes, the person in front of him and Mu Bai before were completely like two people.

"Dailong wants to take me as a slave!" Mu Bai frowned and groaned, thinking about the situation in front of him, "Do you want to be trapped in the beast domain all your life like Zhou Qilong's predecessors?"

Suddenly looked through the several mustard seed bags he was carrying, and all of them were undamaged, including the mustard seed bags that Mu Bai had obtained from Qingmao's body earlier.

Thinking about it, Dai Long is in a hurry to transform into a person, where would he care about the belongings of a human race cultivator. And the slaves in his captivity do not dare to stir their minds.

Originally, Mu Bai had always been full of imagination about the mustard seed bag left by Qing Mao's short-lived cultivator, and he didn't know what kind of treasure this Imperial Spirit Sect elder could carry with him, but because of his soul power, he had not been able to open it. Later, he broke through to the soul power of the Supreme Cultivator, and was captured by Dai Qing and others, plus with the strength of his strength and the broadening of his horizons, Mu Bai left something behind Qingmao

I also lost my original obsession, so I haven't opened the inventory.

At this time, when he touched Qingmao's mustard seed bag, Mu Bai's curiosity rose again, so he opened it and probed into it.

This Qingmao elder is really not easy to drag his family, there are only dozens of soul crystals and a few scattered pills in the huge mustard seed bag, and he can't get into Mu Bai's eyes at all.

Looking at a few jade slips, in addition to a few that record the many feelings of Qingmao in the talisman making have some value, the rest are mostly records of the sect and family trivialities, and the writing used is extremely verbose, which makes people feel very tasteless when they look at it.

(End of chapter)