"Oh?"

Mu Qiyun was stunned, restrained the emotions on his face, turned around with a little curiosity, and looked behind him.

Around the forest, Mo Yiqian, Drunken Mania and others couldn't help but light up when they heard this, and their hearts couldn't help but get excited, but then, they were full of worry, and the light in their eyes was firm, and even a little death.

"Tapp..."

The forest was full of shadows, and a slender figure stepped on the fallen leaves on the ground and walked slowly, approaching step by step.

Mu Qiyun watched the figure gradually revealed, and felt the emotional changes of the people around him, and suddenly felt a little curious, but he also had some guesses, and said, "Don't be the Lord of the Heavenly Que?"

"Old Dog, your courage is getting bigger and bigger!"

A cold voice, a chill, but it made the atmosphere in the forest suddenly stagnate, and as the figure stepped out, it seemed to be wrapped in endless bloody surges, as if it was about to overturn the world.

White clothes are better than snow, and clothes are in the wind.

The person from the forest was originally a personable son, but his eyes were full of boiling murderous intent, and his body was shrouded in a cold chill, and a little crimson blood lingered, like a tyrant who came out of the killing hell, which made people feel cold all over their bodies.

The early days of the Warrior King?

Mu Qiyun felt the breath of the coming, and couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, it was a realm that was not put in his eyes, but inexplicably some depression struck, and the chill rose in his heart, and he was even instinctively afraid.

This strange feeling made him dare not be careless, but he still looked at it coldly, and said coldly: "Little Martial King, you are really open-mouthed." ”

Jun Yi looked at Su Wunian and the others, and saw that they were only injured, and did not hurt the life of the foundation, so he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Mu Qiyun indifferently, and sneered: "I really didn't expect that a dog that waged its tail and begged for mercy behind people back then has reached the point where it is now." ”

Mu Qiyun's brows sank, he looked at Jun Yi intently, looked back and forth carefully, only felt a little inexplicably familiar, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"Heh..."

Jun Yi sneered, staring at Mu Qiyun's eyes, a cold light burst out, bursts of blood mist filled with killing aura flowed out, and a cold voice came out of his mouth: "A dead person is not qualified to know my name. ”

"Mu Laogou, give you a chance to tell Su Wu'an's plan, I can make you suffer less, otherwise it will be kind to you to break the corpse. ”

"Hahahaha!!"

Mu Qiyun laughed angrily when he heard this, he never thought that a hairy boy in the early stage realm of the Martial King would dare to be so disrespectful to himself, and suddenly became angry in his heart, suppressing all kinds of strange thoughts, and the power of the powerhouses of the Martial Sect Realm around him suddenly exploded, and said coldly: "Boy, your jokes are not funny. ”

"But I will show you my proudest art, so that you can experience the thrill of death. ”

"Hum..."

As soon as the words fell, Mu Qiyun's body suddenly had a pale green light flowing and undulating.

In an instant, the sound of breaking the air came and went, and I saw several tentacles like vines poking out of it and galloping towards Jun Yi.

"Childe..."

Seeing this, Mo Yiqian was in a hurry, and the drunken madness even grabbed the wine gourd, gathered a little bit of ice glass and condensed into a flame glass Chengyuan, and the cold sword intent rose to the sky, and the seriously injured Bai Moche struggled to make a move.

It's just that before they could step out, they saw Jun Yi shaking his head slightly, signaling everyone to be calm and not impatient, and let the vines wrap around him.

Mu Qiyun naturally saw Jun Yi's signal, but he didn't care too much, he just said that he was mysterious, it was a big deal to see what other means there were, what kind of means could a kid in the early stage of the martial king have?

As soon as he thought of this, Mu Qiyun was not in a hurry, but looked at Jun Yi playfully, and said sarcastically: "Boy, if you have any plans and abilities, just use it, and let you have the last regret and send you on your way." ”

"Rattan poison?"

Jun Yi glanced down at the vines wrapped around his body, shook his head slightly, and then looked at Mu Qiyun with a smug expression, and said with a little pity in his eyes: "After so many years, you still only have this ridiculous means." ”

"I really haven't grown at all, even if I am promoted to the Martial Sect, I think it will take a lot of effort to curry favor with several major sects, and I wagged my tail and begged for some alms, right?"

"You..."

The banter on Mu Qiyun's face suddenly stiffened, looking at Jun Yi's eyes trembling as he looked at the vines entangled, a slight chill enveloped him, and his face was full of disbelief: "Who are you?"

A few words, just a few words, completely defeated the defense line in Mu Qiyun's heart, revealing the unknown humility behind his scenery.

In those years that he had buried in his heart, he was not just wagging his tail like a dog and begging for mercy, and he was not even as comfortable as a dog.

He thought that if he was promoted to Martial Sect, he would be feared and feared, and he would gradually forget these things in the reverent eyes of these people, until he died and fell to the loess.

But today, the scar that he had just scabbed over was nakedly torn open by a strange boy, and blood was dripping in front of him.

"Click, click..."

As the picture floating in Mu Qiyun's heart gradually became clearer, the expression on his face gradually became hideous and terrifying, and the vines wrapped around Jun Yi's body began to squirm and contract.

Mu Qiyun's wrinkled face actually became distorted in this short period of time, and his eyes stared at Jun Yi coldly, as if he wanted to see through it: "Say, who are you?"

"Heh..."

Jun Yi twisted his neck, and his indifferent eyes flashed a crimson red, but they were quickly replaced by darkness, and wisps of mist overflowed from his body, slowly clinging to the entwined vines.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Suddenly, the sound of breaking suddenly came out.

Mu Qiyun's hideous eyes suddenly condensed, and he looked at the scene imprinted in his pupils in disbelief, his own vines... It was broken?

And it was a kid from the early realm of the Martial King, who was effortless... Collapsed? Save the book

How is this possible?

The thought in Mu Qiyun's heart had just risen, and the whole person was still in chaos, and before he could recover from the horror, he saw a picture that made his heart tremble and be shocked.

The black mist lingers, and the gloom flows.

I saw that the vines wrapped around Jun Yi's body trembled slightly, and they fell to the ground like mud, and then the black mist around his body slowly dissipated, replaced by a blinding red red.

In just a few breaths, the wisps of mist filled with a rich bloody aura completely replaced the pitch black, gathering behind Jun Yi, like an endless sea of blood, undulating and undulating.

"Hum..."

The sea of blood trembled slightly, and in the midst of the boiling roar, a vague figure slowly revealed its figure and stepped out.

In the forest, Su Wunian unconsciously got up slowly, his eyes trembled slightly, and he looked at the crimson in front of him obsessively, and his heart was full of tremors.

Thousands of years, a thousand years, she finally saw the familiar scene again, the fierce ferocity, the ruthless murder, the long-lost familiarity seemed to be born from the bottom of her heart, making her forget the pain on her body.

"This, no... It couldn't be ......."

Mu Qiyun's body trembled, his eyes stared at the figure that appeared engraved in his pupils, and he couldn't stop shaking his head, not believing the reality in front of him.

It was something more terrifying than the memories that I had buried in my heart and never dared to open the dust.

However, the more frightened he was, the clearer the blurred face in Mu Qiyun's memory became, and in the end, it gradually overlapped with the figure in front of him, completely blending together, without any difference.

Mu Qiyun's hideous face gradually became frightened, his originally straight body became rickety again, and the strong power in his body roared unconsciously, sending out bursts of sonic booms, and he couldn't stop shaking his head and roaring: "No... Impossible, impossible, pretending to be a ghost... You must be pretending, who the hell are you?"

Jun Yi stepped into the forest, his crimson eyes fell on Mu Qiyun's body, as if he was looking at a dead man: "Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"

"Heh... Hahahahahaha!!ha

Mu Qiyun looked up to the sky and laughed when he heard this, his breath around him was boiling and disordered, and he pointed at Jun Yi as if he was crazy and roared loudly: "You are playing tricks, you want to scare me and scare me away, so that you can leave, right?"

"Since you said you were him, well... Then let me do it myself, and let me tear the mask on your face with my own hands. ”

"Boom!"

As soon as the words came out, Mu Qiyun's body suddenly became powerful, and when he reached out, he grabbed a spear in the air with crystal green light flowing all over his body, which was actually manifested by fate.

"Zheng..."

The spear trembled slightly, and under the strong cover of Mu Qiyun, it actually made the spear tremble, and the sound of Jin Ge's hissing was even more terrifying than the killing machine.

Mu Qiyun's distorted face had a hideous expression, and he grabbed the spear in his hand and stabbed it directly at Jun Yi: "Let me see who is pretending to be a ghost!"

"Heh... It's sad. ”

It's just that in the face of Mu Qiyun's surging killing machine, Jun Yi smiled coldly, and his body suddenly rose and fell strangely, originally in the sea of crimson blood, but it overflowed with a long river as black as ink, gradually converging in front of him.

"Kill!"

Almost at the same time, the spear in Mu Qiyun's hand fell coldly, enveloping the awe-inspiring killing machine, and the spear like lightning tore away fiercely towards the long river of darkness.

"Click..."

It's just that the two collided, not the destruction and decay that Mu Qiyun imagined, but a crisp sound that echoed in the heart, undulating and flowing.

Everyone looked fixedly, and it was not the pitch-black long river in front of Jun Yi that made a cracking sound, but the spear that Mu Qiyun grabbed in his hand.

Tiny cracks spread across the spear like cobwebs to the shaft of the spear in its dry hand.

"Bang!"

Between Mu Qiyun's eyes constricting, the spear flowing with crystal light in his hand shattered in response, and a little pale green light splashed out, reflecting a speckled and magnificent scene.

It's just that Mu Qiyun didn't have the intention to watch at all, and his mind was greatly impacted in a panic, so he didn't think much about it, and hurriedly burst back, rowing straight out for dozens of meters before he stopped cautiously and stared cautiously.

"What's the matter?"

Jun Yi looked at Mu Qiyun's cowering appearance, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, revealing a sarcastic smile: "Aren't you going to tear the disguise off my face?"

"The old wooden dog of the dignified Martial Sect Realm turned out to be nothing more than that. ”

"Ka..."

Mu Qiyun gritted his teeth, suppressed the anger in his heart, looked at it for a while before calming down a little, and said secretly: This thing is just a defensive weapon, with his ability in the early stage of the Martial King, it will definitely not be able to support it a few times, but he is just pretending to be a ghost and scaring me.

"Hugh be arrogant!"

As soon as he thought of this, Mu Qiyun was relieved in his heart, and once again raised his courage and rushed away.

It was only halfway through when I saw the corners of Jun Yi's mouth pulling out a sarcastic arc, and the pitch-black river in front of him seemed to have life, slowly squirming, converging towards the sky, and gradually condensed into a strange gate.

The dark gate has clear textures, carved with many strange and strange monsters, and there are frightened and hideous people struggling to climb, full of endless gloom and horror, as if there is some terrible existence.

"Zheng..."

Suddenly, the pitch-black door trembled slightly, making a grinding sound, revealing a world full of gloomy coldness.

Mu Qiyun gritted his teeth, hurriedly dispelled the fear in his heart, and roared loudly: "Pretending to be a god... Uh!!"

It's just that before Mu Qiyun's words were finished, he froze in it, and after seeing the cold gate in horror, more than a dozen things like red lanterns appeared.