Wang Mu turned his head in an incredible posture, he saw the ancient sect leader's flat face, the ancient sect leader smiled, let go of his hand, and the spatial crack disappeared.

Thump.

Wang Mu fell into a pool, I don't know if it was his illusion, at that moment he clearly heard a scream, in order to verify his guess, he quickly came out of the water to scan the surrounding situation.

At this glance, Wang Mu's eyes were dull, and two streams of warm liquid flowed down from his nostrils, and he knew that the pink dress was her bathrobe.

"You...... You...... You're taking a shower. ”

Su Lanxin's face turned red, but Wang Mu didn't see it, he was too focused, and he didn't notice even such an obvious thing.

Syllable.

Wang Mu's eyes darkened, and the person in front of him had become the ancient sect leader.

"What's going on? How are you hurt?"

Wang Mu covered his face and got up from the ground, wiped the nosebleed on his face with his sleeve, and said a little sluggishly.

"It's fine, it's worth it. ”

In the following days, Wang Mu finally understood what kind of person this ancient sect master was.

He was like a madman, going crazy from time to time, and then he would find someone to hook up and kiss someone with that foul-smelling mouth. Wang Mu was extremely disgusted every time, if it weren't for his strength being too weak, he would have to slap this guy hard, compared to Wang Mu, Yan Xie's reaction was much lighter, almost completely unresponsive, even if the ancient sect leader stretched out his tongue and licked his face, he only twitched the corners of his mouth slightly.

What have you suffered, poor Yan Xie?

To be honest, Wang Mu already had some sympathy for Yan Xie, especially when the ancient sect leader was drunk that day, hugging Yan Xie and calling baby......

Wang Mu took a deep breath, he didn't want to complain anymore, fortunately, the ancient sect master had some strength, and pointed out many cultivation problems for Wang Mu, otherwise he would really want to cry without tears.

Now, Wang Mu has begun to contact the second step of the Nine Steps of Stepping on the Heavens, Zhengang, but because the Immortal Dragon Spirit can only be cultivated in the Yuehua, his progress is really slow, and there is still no progress.

The day of the Blue Moon is gradually approaching, it would be false to say that you are not nervous, but it is useless to be nervous, only enough strength can save the Demon Ape and Zhong Ling'er. And these days are really not enough to give him this condition, so all he can do is be cautious, cautious, and cautious.

According to the principle of the Jade Gate Forging Method, Wang Mu extended this, and fought with the ancient sect master every day. At the beginning, the ancient sect master only thought that he was on a whim, but when he saw Wang Mu's extremely serious eyes, he had no such thoughts. With an attitude of respecting Wang Mu, he punched in the air, but this punch almost shattered Wang Mu's bones all over his body, if it weren't for the fact that there were many medicinal materials in the ring, Wang Mu would not have gotten up after a day anyway.

It is said that after suffering a lesson, Wang Mu was biased, as soon as he got up, he went to the ancient sect leader and received a slap in his stunned eyes.

This palm on his body was extremely painful, but Wang Mu also made progress, and he didn't faint directly, just lying on the ground and moaning for a long time.

Then he got up again, but the ancient sect leader was no longer willing to fight this madman-like figure, but if he didn't fight, Wang Mu threatened him that if he didn't talk, he would never tell him where the emperor was.

With the frustration of Wang Mu, the ancient sect leader slapped him against the wall, and this time, he came to the ancient sect master in just a few hours. Looking at Wang Mu, who insisted on begging for a slap, the ancient sect leader was depressed but had nothing to say, so he could only silently say "crazy".

Gradually, the ancient sect leader found out that something was wrong, and it was okay for this little cub to beg to be beaten, but why did this body seem to be getting stronger and stronger, it was supposed to take a few hours, but now it is almost a few minutes to run to "beg" for another palm. Moreover, this feel has also changed, and now I always feel that the hit thing is an iron ingot, and it is becoming more and more untouchable.

When Wang Mu came over again, the ancient sect leader understood Wang Mu's thoughts.

"Refining the body with injuries, good boy, you dare to practice such exercises. It's really insane. ”

The corners of the ancient sect master's mouth curved into an arc, and the terrifying power converged in his right hand, and he decided to hit Wang Mu with this palm, making him understand that some people in this world could not be used.

Perhaps feeling the oppression on the ancient sect master, Wang Mu put away his usual smiling face, and blocked this palm with both hands for the first time in history.

The huge force instantly penetrated his defense, and the sound of gurgling kept coming from Wang Mu's body, Wang Mu knew that this was the prelude to the bone being broken, but he still stood up and refused to make a little unloading action.

"Oh?" the ancient sect master swept away the laziness in his eyes, and seemed to be a little interested in Wang Mu.

Wang Mu's legs were inserted into the ground, and the flying dust covered his figure. As if he had discovered something, the ancient sect master's eyes jerked to the left, and with a bend of his finger, a piece of bluestone entered his hand.

Sensing that the smoke had dispersed, he hurriedly pretended that nothing had happened and looked directly into Wang Mu's eyes.

Wang Mu's arms were broken, hanging down softly, but his eyes were still eager and resolute, and there was no pain in them.

"Boy, you are very good, it is really a pity that a young man like you does not enter our ancient religion. How about it, consider, consider, I can promise as the sect leader to give you the position of deputy sect leader in the future. The ancient sect leader slowly walked in front of Wang Mu and tried his best to make a loving expression, but his face was already lazy, but it looked a little funny.

Wang Mu smiled slightly, his broken arms began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, he touched his head, and said, "Ancient Sect Master, in fact, I promised others to go to the Dragon Clan, and I really can't join your Ancient Sect anymore." ”

"It's a pity that a talent like you can't join our ancient religion. I'm really afraid that if I'm not careful, I'll kill you. ”

The ancient sect leader pinched Wang Mu's face, touched Wang Mu's dragon horn again, turned around and found a place to lie down, and drank a few sips of spirits. Only Wang Mu stayed where he was, I don't know if he was joking or warning him just now.

After the ancient sect leader lay down, he ignored him, and Wang Mu was so frightened by his words that he had no idea of being beaten again. I can only sit down with my knees crossed and digest the experience I have gained these days.

"Wang Mu, why haven't you devoured the third flame yet? Don't you want the Mad Demon Sword Technique?" Before Wang Mu could calm down, the voice of the star-devouring sounded in his ears.

"Crazy Demon Sword Technique? Do you really think of yourself as a system? What's the use of devouring flames, such a powerful dragon fire has been devoured by me, but I still have this black fire on my body, and there is no sign of transformation. ”

Star-Eater listened and smiled contemptuously.

"What do you know! This black fire is a kind of strange fire, although it is not very powerful, but the level is extremely high, only when your strength is strong, can you exert its power. And the dragon flame of that day seemed to be powerful, but it was just a little stronger mortal fire. Moreover, the grade of the Crazy Demon Sword Technique varies from person to person, in the hands of some people, he is worthless, but in the hands of others, he is a Heaven Rank Technique!"

Listening to the words of the Devouring Star, Wang Mu pursed his lips slightly, he had already thought of the source of the third flame. But the price he has to pay, it may not be worth it.

Scanning the surrounding environment, Wang Mu said weakly: "Su Lanxin, I want to enter your space." ”

As soon as the words fell, a black hole appeared on the sole of Wang Mu's feet, and after a period of weightlessness, he fell heavily to the ground.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

Su Lanxin was still wearing a pink bathrobe, and at this time she was lying on the rocking chair, pinching a trick, and it was not difficult to see that she was cultivating at the last moment.

Wang Mu remembered what happened last time he was tricked in by the ancient sect master, and couldn't help but turn red, and said stubbornly: "I want to exchange the fire you took out last time, but you won't suffer, I'll exchange it for the Nine Heavenly Bamboo." ”

"Lion's heart, Wang Mu, you still haven't figured out the situation, you entered my space, the nine heavenly bamboos are mine, the last time Zhang Xuan brought him in, I planted him, do you think you can snatch it away from me?"

Wang Mu was stunned, the beauty in front of him was indeed white, but the words she said were so black, he didn't come up with a rebuttal for a while.

Suddenly, a jade bottle smashed on Wang Mu's head, Wang Mu hurriedly followed, and the next moment it was dark in front of him and came directly to the previous place of death. But what Su Lanxin said was still ringing in his ears.

"You came into my space, so you're mine too. ”