The wind around was cold, and the clothes and skirts of Mu Jiujiu were blowing back, and there was a sound of hunting. Heaven and earth were roaring, and she and Youmeng became two small shadows in this vast world.

The old man looked at them with a cold gaze, he took out the Hundred Bird Spirit Flute, and put his thin hand on the flute hole and moved slightly-

Immediately, a terrible voice sounded, as if it was about to pierce this sky!

"What are you going to do!" Mu Jiujiu shouted at the old man.

The old man ignored her, and after Mu Jiujiu finished speaking, he felt that he was asking a little stupid. He seems to have destroyed his lair before, so it seems normal for him to want to kill them.

The tune in her ears was strange, but she felt that the old man was not complete, as if something was missing. But that doesn't detract from its power – the lake is rolled up, and the scene is more spectacular than a tsunami, and the air around it seems to twist!

"Boom!"

The white rolling waves in front of me echoed in my ears, and some shadows slowly emerged from the lake......

Mu Jiujiu thought to himself, how can this old man and this flute control everything? What about the good one called the Hundred Bird Spirit Flute? I don't know what will be in this lake.

Yumeng seemed to be very calm, she looked at the old man in front of her, holding a plain umbrella in her hand above Mu Jiujiu's head, covering the surrounding water droplets, as if she was watching a spectacular waterfall with her.

"Sister Yumeng, are you sure?" Mu Jiujiu asked cautiously.

"Nope." Yumeng replied calmly.

"Then you're still so calm!" Mu Jiujiu was stunned.

"No way, I'm a person who has died once, and I'm used to this situation after facing it a lot." Dream Road.

Mu Jiujiu: "......"

Seeing that she looked a little worried, Yu Meng comforted: "Don't be afraid, we have destroyed that place, and his strength has weakened. Besides, someone will come to our aid. ”

Mu Jiujiu's eyes lit up: "Who is it?" ”

Dream: "I don't know, maybe it's an acquaintance of yours." ”

Mu Jiujiu's eyes lit up with hope after hearing this, she hadn't seen Duan Qianxun and Wen Yuan for a long time, and she couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic, could it be them?

Yumu seemed to understand what she was thinking, adding, "Not the two who are walking with you. ”

"Okay."

Mu Jiujiu was a little disappointed, but she quickly picked herself up, maybe she would be able to meet them soon, right?

What matters most now is the situation at hand.

The wind around her was getting stronger and stronger, almost blowing her up. Whirlpools emerge from the lake, dense black shadows gather here, and sharp chirps come and go.

"The ...... in this water What is it? Mu Jiujiu's eyes were stunned.

Silent dreams, she remembered the snake-tailed woman in the sand, and the aura in front of her was very similar to the previous one.

Mu Jiujiu's heart was not good, she picked up Fengyue Youmeng and stabbed at the old man. If she hadn't been so decisive, but looking at the scene in front of her, she felt that if she didn't take action, some things would be irreversible.

The old man stood still.

He stood still, as if immersed in the flute, and sure enough, this was the best time!

Mu Jiujiu went up against the waves and winds, the power in her body began to operate, and she found that her speed seemed to be faster, and her whole person seemed to turn into a streamer-

Just as the sword was about to touch the old man, she felt that a mountain suddenly seemed to be pressed on her body, and a mouthful of blood suddenly gushed out of her throat......

She was repelled by an invisible force, slamming against the edge of the rock with a "bang", looking embarrassed.

The old man's eyes flashed with mockery, and he put away the flute: "I don't think I can do it." ”

Ghost Dream exclaimed: "Wine and wine! She hurriedly came to Mu Jiujiu's side, and suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

Because although Mu Jiujiu fell to the ground, his expression seemed to have been expected.

She stared at the old man, a triumphant smile flashing in her eyes.

Yumeng looked ahead, and at this time, Fengyue Yumeng actually appeared from behind the old man, turning into a bright white dragon.

A crimson crystal was embedded in its forehead, and it was surrounded by a palpitating aura!

Mu Jiujiu immediately made a seal, and at that moment, a stream of crimson light shot out from the dragon's forehead—

The old man had already sensed that something was wrong, but unfortunately it was too late.

He was enveloped in that blood-colored light, so dazzling that he could barely open his eyes!

The blade of light smashed on him, and flesh and blood splattered!

The old man wanted to defend, but Mu Jiujiu suddenly got up and shouted to Youmeng: "Go!" ”

Youmeng nodded, and the two attacked the old man from different directions, and their power exploded, and a loud "boom" sound sounded around them.

Under such a pinching attack, the old man was a little unable to support it. The Hundred Bird Spirit Flute fell to the ground, his eyes blurred, and his mouth was full of blood.

Obviously, she had fought with her before, and she was just a worthless child at that time, since when has it come to this point?

The old man sighed lightly in his heart, it was he who underestimated the enemy.

He didn't even know when the sword appeared behind him, the aura completely hidden in the wind, obscured by the sound of the waves tumbling.

But what the old man was really afraid of was the red blood jade floating on it, this legendary existence, every attack was fatal.

In the old man's chaotic eyes, there seemed to be flames burning.

He still has so many ambitions, didn't he give up so much and live on this thin and weak body just to gain more strength?

How can you die now—or at the hands of this yellow-haired girl.

He raised his thin hand, and an extremely quintessential power suddenly erupted, and Mu Jiujiu only felt a pain in his heart-

"Poof!"

She spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards.

The old man clearly knew that she had reached the end of her crossbow.

Just when he thought she wouldn't get up again, Mu Jiujiu suddenly dodged beside him and stabbed him directly in the heart with a sword-

The old man looked at her in astonishment, his body slowly falling, and his eyes were in disbelief.

How can it be......

Mu Jiujiu drew his sword, fell backwards, and lay on the cold ground exhausted.

The splash soaked her clothes, her face was wounded, and she was extremely embarrassed, but she couldn't help but chuckle.

She didn't have the strength to support her just now, but the power in her heart suddenly and quickly swam, repairing her body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Since waking up, there has been a difference, and the strength has increased a lot.

Mu Jiujiu closed his eyes a little tiredly.

For some reason, she felt that the power of the dream seemed to be less powerful than before, and she didn't know if there was any connection between the two.

She still learned from Wen Yuan about Bailong's move before, and when the other party made the sword, it was too shocking, and that scene was deeply left in her mind, and she used it without a teacher.

She didn't rush forward, she knew that the old man's strength was not bad, but the blood jade had seriously injured the old man, so she combined Wen Yuan's move with the blood jade, plus the power of the dream, to kill him.

It's also his luck, if he doesn't underestimate the enemy, he won't have this opportunity.

Mu Jiujiu spat out a mouthful of blood again, and the waves rushed up and caressed her body. She didn't want to move, she just wanted to sleep like this.

"Wine, let's go!"

The voice of the dream sounded anxiously.

Mu Jiujiu thought to himself, isn't it already over?

She struggled to raise her eyelids, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the thousands of dark shadows in the lake, revealing gloomy eyes, and the darkness stared at her.