Seeing off Wan'er and the others, Muzi had no time to escape. In this small space, the Dragon Ball of the Pure Yang Realm exploded, and the entire space was equivalent to the center of destruction.

Muzi has already made a decision, since he has no escape, it is better not to escape. Do your best to minimize the harm of Dragon Ball's self-explosion, hoping to hold the space in this cave, because there is a concern in your heart, Evening Girl.

Hold the Dragon Ball in front of and behind you, and the Nirvana Flame erupts, burning the chaotic Yuan Force outside the Dragon Ball. The fluctuation of the Yuan Force left by the silver dragon ball appearance of the big centipede was instantly incinerated by transpiration.

However, the turbulent flow of energy inside the Dragon Ball continued, and the Nirvana Flame wrapped around it was dispersed in a few breaths.

Without doing anything, Muzi continued to sacrifice the power of thunder to suppress, and the violent thunder tribulation and Nirvana flames were the same, and in the blink of an eye, the kung fu disappeared.

It is worthy of being a dragon ball in the pure yang realm, and the energy contained in it is too majestic, and it is not at all something that Muzi can compete with. Forced to be helpless, the young man gritted his teeth.

After preparing the broken bone fragments, a blue halo rose on the surface of the body, illuminating the entire underground cavern with blue color. The fairytale world is generally gorgeous.

The momentum of the bloodline of the ancient kings continued to be suppressed again. This time it was not the suppression of Yuan Li, but the coercion from the bloodline.

Inherited from the bloodline of the ancient human king. This kind of bloodline is not cultivated, but is born and flows in the body.

Can't swing it, can't hide it, cut it constantly, it's innate. Or dormant in the body, live in the body to activate. Muzi is the latter.

The moment the momentum was formed, the rioting Dragon Ball suddenly fell silent. Not only that, but there was a faint wailing dragon moan. It seems to be a fear of the superior.

A dangerous fight, before and after is just a matter of breathing, Muzi lingered under the butcher's knife of death.

To say that you are not afraid is definitely to fool people. No one can not be afraid of death, only dare and dare to face it.

The pale forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and the catastrophe did not die, and the big stone in his heart was settled. This feeling of pleasure in the sky and on the ground has an incomprehensible charm, and the corners of Muzi's mouth rise slightly.

At the end of the underground cave, Wan'er, who went and returned, was furious: "Brother Muzi, how can you be like this, Wan'er is very angry, really angry." ”

Dao Xuan and Jin Xi, who returned with Wan'er, added oil and vinegar to the side: "Hmph, Muzi is sorry for the late girl, begging for a beating." ”

Without waiting for Muzi to reply, Wan'er had already flown out. Standing beside Muzi, holding the young man's arm, he smiled: "I want to be with Brother Muzi at night." ”

Mu Zi was embarrassed: "I won't be next time, I must be with my sister in the evening." ”

Jin Xi rolled her eyes: "What about repairing the wood that was good? What about not reluctantly reluctantly saying it? The late girl forgot it so quickly." ”

"But then again, Muzi's behavior just now is selfish, and I still want to thank Muzi. In the future, you will be my little brother, whoever dares to bully you, just mention the name of Sister Jinxi. ”

"If it is not good to mention my name, you will beat me to death, and I must not weaken the name of my Golden Ant Clan. ”

Mu Zi didn't want to argue with him anymore, so he replied weakly: "Good men don't fight with women." ”

Jin Xi was unforgiving: "Count you interesting." ”

Then he smiled sassily: "Just kidding, where it will be useful in the future, the Cutting Gold Ant Clan will definitely go all out." ”

Mu Zi smiled knowingly: "This is about the same, you must be polite when the time comes." ”

Dao Xuan gave a thumbs up: "Brother Muzi, Dao Xuan admires." ”

At this time, the silver dragon ball had regained its calm, and Muzi picked it up casually and threw it to Dao Xuan: "Since you need it, put it away." ”

Dao Xuan didn't put it away after taking it, and excused himself: "Brother Muzi exchanged his life for it, how can the little Taoist priest be embarrassed to accept it." ”

Wan'er: "Senior Brother Daoxuan, hurry up and accept it, we have to chase the big centipede first." ”

The woman with cold eyebrows and eyes raised her fists: "Damn centipede, don't be caught by me, otherwise you will have good fruit to eat." ”

Dao Xuan was not hypocritical, and put away the dragon ball: "Don't thank you for your great grace, you will use the place of the little Taoist priest in the future, just open your mouth." ”

Muzi and Wan'er had already taken the lead in flying, and only Muzi's echo was heard.

"If you want to repay it, let's take tens of thousands of various pills first. ”

The lion opened his mouth widely, and anyone could see that it was a joke.

As a result, the little Taoist priest agreed: "Okay, when I return to the Taoist clan, the little Taoist priest will personally send it to your mansion." ”

Muzi, who was speeding in the air, almost fell down after hearing this.

The fighting on the ground has stopped, and there are more than 100 living beings, and in just a few moments, there are less than 80 left. Half thanked Muzi, half were ignorant, and they didn't know what had just happened.

Muzi didn't explain too much, and after some sense, the breath of the big centipede was long gone. A group of four people continued on the road.

Along the way, the four of them found that there were fewer and fewer forks in the road, and eventually all living beings would gather in one place. This so-called end may be the end of life for more living beings.

Dragon's Blood Grass has never been heard of. Outside the Silver Armor Wing Dragon Cave Mansion, a pile of materials that were glittering with gold and suspected of immortal gold had not appeared.

These two are the most precious items in this cave, and the fluctuations of the Yuan Force contained in them are even more powerful than the Dragon Balls. As long as it appears, it will definitely be noticed by other creatures, and there will be no sneaking away. If there is no news, it is equivalent to not appearing.

The dragon's blood grass is determined to be obtained, knowing that there is a sword mountain and a sea of fire ahead, Muzi will also explore it without hesitation.

There is no need to say much about the evening, Muzi's idea is the idea of the evening.

Dao Xuan and Jin Xi, one has a beautiful name, and the enmity with the immortal King Kong is not over. A beautiful name said, Scorpion Jiuniang and Lizard Shali, the two beasts, must knock their heads off.

As a result, these two were like dog skin plasters, and they couldn't get rid of them.

The world is very big, there are many strange people, and there are many strange things to talk about.

It's a place full of blood, and he doesn't hesitate to gamble with his life for the sake of chance. Someone actually set up a stall to sell draft medicine.

And it really attracted a lot of onlookers. The two women, Wan'er and Jin Xi, like to be lively. Without waiting for Muzi and Dao Xuan to stop them, the two jumped into the crowd.

The remaining two big men were forced to follow. I was shocked when I squeezed in and saw that the golden elixir Golden Soul Fruit was impressively listed.

The value of this holy medicine can be called an existence against the sky. The onlookers all gasped for air-conditioning, and after hearing the price, the air-conditioner pumped more. The holy medicine is precious, and the price is good. No one present could get the stall owner's request.

Others don't know, but Muzi knows this holy medicine. The Golden Soul Fruit melts when touched, and whoever touches it will be absorbed by whom, and it can't be preserved at all. This one is obviously fake, I'm afraid only the price is real.

Looking at the stall owner, the little old man in his last years, his hair was gray and choked. His face was full of wrinkles, and even two of his front teeth were missing. Speak straight to the air.

With a pair of small eyes shining straight through, he is not a good person at first glance. is talking about cultivation, a lot of age, in the late stage of controlling the sky, I am afraid that this life will stop here.

It's nothing if the old cultivation is low, no one will make fun of this, after all, everyone's qualifications are different, and there are levels of achievement.

But competing for opportunities with a group of young Tianjiao is a bit disrespectful to the old. The old strange one didn't run away.

What made Muzi curious was that a little old man in the late stage of the Sky Control was in this cruel environment. Unscathed. And I'm still in the mood to set up a stall, and my heart is big enough. I don't have to worry about coming to the realm of a few Da Luo, and I have the evil idea of killing people and taking medicine.

The holy medicine was fake, and the others began to suspect it. In order to seek a truth, Mu Zi begged to wake up the sleeping Erbai.

The second day has a special intuition about the elixir, where the little guy is, within a radius of thousands of miles, all the elixir cannot escape the clutches. The ability to identify elixirs is even more unique.

The little guy who was woken up in the star core lazily opened his big black eyes. Lying on the grass and not moving, the spirit leaned out and swept by.

Then the little guy looked uninterested: "It's all fake drugs, and none of them are real." ”

After speaking, the snoring resumed.

Muzi reluctantly withdrew from the star core, secretly saying that there were two brushes for selling fake medicines. All the spirit grasses are done vividly, if it weren't for the Erbai identification, except for the Golden Soul Fruit, I wouldn't be able to see the slightest clue.

There is a trade, there is a transaction, Muzi and the others stopped here for a stick of incense, and actually sold three spirit grasses, and the price was not low.

Being deceived is also a life experience, as long as you don't lose your life for it. A few herbs are not yet life-threatening. One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, so there is no need for Muzi to expose it.

Of course, his companions can't be deceived, and there is Dao Xuan, a jar of elixir, and herbs are dispensable.

After the transmission told everyone the truth, he turned and left.

The old man suddenly opened and called out to Muzi and the others, and his mouth leaked and his speech was slurred.

"Little brother, the old Taoist temple is overwhelmed by your dark clouds, this is a great omen. This trip is dangerous, and there will be a bloody disaster. Don't be weak, little brother stay, Rong Laodao will help you crack one or two. ”

Mu Zi thought to himself: "Yes, the one who sells fake medicine has become a fake fortune teller in the blink of an eye." ”

I didn't bother to pay attention to these rumors, and I quickened my pace and left quickly with Wan'er and the others.

The old man who sold counterfeit drugs also lost his temper and vowed not to give up if he did not do business. After getting up, he took two big steps, and his body was steady and like flying.

Catch up with Muzi and grab his sleeve: "Little brother might as well listen to the old Tao and see if it is really true, it's not too late to make a decision." ”

The old man didn't see any other malice except for greed for money, and the old man was a lot older. Out of courtesy, Muzi was embarrassed to throw off his sleeves.

I had to take the trouble to say: "Old man, please speak." ”

The old man selling fake medicine suddenly had an extra black bead in his hand, the size of a pigeon's egg, smooth and round. It was as black as ink and didn't reflect any light.

The old man looked proud: "This is a genuine fixed air bead, which can ensure that the space around you is stable and not harmed." ”

There are faint spatial fluctuations on the beads, and its appearance is the same as what the old man said. But Muzi couldn't believe this person, herbs can be faked, let alone a bead.

Muzi politely said: "Thank you, old man, I don't need this kind of beads for the time being, so I'll leave it to you to sell at a high price." ”

The insistence of selling counterfeit medicines: "Millions of lifetimes look back in exchange for an encounter in this life." You calculate, the two of us are holding hands and chatting here, and it will take how many lifetimes and how many times to look back to get it back. It's a great fate. ”

"Since it's fate, you have to cherish it, the old man just wants to sell you a bead, you don't have to refuse people thousands of miles away."

Mu Zi got goosebumps all over his body, and patiently excused himself: "The younger generation really doesn't need it, please ask the old man to ask for another master." ”

The old man who asked for the seller spun around in anger, chattering and muttering: "I don't believe it yet, I can't sell a bead." The old man would rather lose money today than sell the beads. must be worthy of the fate of these lifetimes. ”

This kind of fleshy words, coming from the mouth of an old man who has lost his front teeth, is really not a beautiful language. Muzi reluctantly turned around and left.

The old man swooped out, and the speed was quite agile and light, like a monkey.

The old man grabbed the sleeve of Muzi's coat and wrote it to death. Then sit on the ground with a butt. began to spill jokes, a handful of snot and a handful of tears.

"There is an old mother on the old decay, a young heir on the bottom, and a loose cultivator who has no interest. I don't have any financial resources, so I hope that the little brother will buy this bead for the sake of fate. “

While being compassionate, he dragged Muzi's sleeve to wipe his tears.

Wan'er's sympathy was overflowing, and she persuaded: "Seeing that the old man is so pitiful, Brother Muzi is fortunate to buy this bead." ”

Muzi rolled his eyes, and almost explained that he knew that it was fake, and he had to spend money to buy it?

Wan'er is empathetic: "Sometimes being deceived is also a kind of fun." ”

Someone helped to speak, and the old man who sold fake drugs suddenly came to his senses. Pulling on someone's sleeve and wiping a handful of snot. A mouth is leaking air.

"Yes, yes, it's still a little girl. Respect for the elderly and love for the young is a traditional virtue that must be carried forward. ”

Wan'er was so disgusted that she turned around and didn't look at the old man who sold fake medicine.