The woman in the white dress at the head of the Seven Saints took the lead in attacking, and her hand grabbed Mu Wushuang in the air, only to see countless dense ice spikes burst out from her palm.

A net of death was formed, and the net was on Mu Wushuang in the air.

A sound of "Boom" sounded, and Mu Wushuang was shot through in an instant, and his body suddenly bled like an infusion.

"Hehe, it's a good technique, but it's not enough to decide the winner in one move. ”

Mu Wushuang hooked the corners of his mouth disdainfully, not caring about the injuries on his body at all, and pounced on the seven people again.

But the woman in the white dress grabbed the air again, and Mu Wushuang was nailed alive in the air.

"Hey, you actually buried the ice chips in your body and blocked my movements. Mu Wushuang tilted his head and glanced at his immobile body.

There was a hint of approval in the voice of surprise!

However, the remaining six saints would not miss this opportunity, and used all their tricks in an instant.

Mu Wushuang was first thrown into the sky with a punch, and then slapped to the ground with a palm.

Just as he was about to stand from the ground, a snow-white cobweb appeared around him, sticking it firmly to it, and then fell from the ancient pagoda of Tiankoukou.

"Haha, eldest sister, he will never see fresh air again!"

Using his natal immortal weapon [Zhenxian Tower] to completely seal Mu Wushuang, a woman with a very cold face said excitedly to the woman in the white dress.

"Oh, it's sealed?"

Everyone was amazed.

The sect leader of the Kunlun sect was also shocked when he looked at the ancient pagoda in the distance.

From the time Mu Wushuang came out to be sealed, the whole person was directly powerless in front of the Seven Saints.

Being slapped around in the air like a ball.

Even if his strength is indeed top-notch, it is still not enough in front of these seven old supreme powerhouses.

"Hehe, eldest sister, what kind of No. 1 monk in Shenzhou, it's not a ...... in front of our seven sisters."

However, before she could finish her sentence, she saw dense cracks appear on the [Zhenxian Tower], like spider webs.

"It's not good, let's fight together!"

The woman in the white dress saw that the [Zhenxian Tower] was about to shatter, and hurriedly roared.

The six of them no longer dared to be careless, and immediately surrounded the tower and sacrificed their own killer moves.

For a moment, I only heard a loud bang from the Zhenxian Tower, and the center of the explosion was suddenly full of colors, and all kinds of supreme treasures and magic weapons collided fiercely!

In just a moment, the Zhenxian Pagoda exploded with a "boom", and a huge mushroom cloud rose from the center of the ancient tower!

The people around them hurriedly used their spiritual power to protect themselves, worried about being affected by the aftermath of the explosion.

When the mushroom cloud dissipated, a slender figure flew out from the center, and its feet slid on the ground for nearly five hundred meters before stopping.

"Eldest sister, this person is too difficult, isn't it?

"But he's already covered in wounds, why don't we take the opportunity to do it?"

"Third sister, wait first. This man is no ordinary monk!"

The woman in the white dress immediately stopped the actions of the others, and looked at the long-haired man in the distance with a solemn face.

At this moment, Mu Wushuang was already covered in blood, and even his right arm was missing.

But he confronted the Seven Saints with his eyes closed, and his expression was very calm.

At this time, a short-haired man suddenly rose from the ground under Mu Wushuang's feet.

"You're finally here!"

"I'm sorry, I'm late, but you're in a bad situation!"

Mu Wushuang ignored his worries, just closed his eyes and asked lightly, "Did you bring my eyes?"

"Of course ......"

The man said that he was about to hand over the contents of his right hand to Mu Wushuang, but Mu Wushuang cut off his arm with a hand knife, caught it at his severed arm, and then put his eyes on it.

When he put his hand down from his eyes, Mu Wushuang opened his eyes violently.

A pair of bright purple pupils, connected by black rings one after another, were exuding a cold and mysterious light at the moment.

My eyes

It's back!

"Hiss......" There was a tingling pain in his arm, and Mu Wushuang Xuan immediately fell his gaze on the hole where blood was pouring out.

Quietly looking at the red blood, Mu Wushuang stretched out his tongue and licked it, his mouth full of scarlet.

The smell of blood!

This pain!

Thousands of years!

Thousands of years!

The taste is truly wonderful!

Mu Wushuang's face was full of enjoyment and fascination, and finally he couldn't help laughing.

Hahaha...... Hahahaha......

You can finally fight with the power of the Holy Eye!

Hahahaha......

Mu Wushuang's excited laughter in the distance sounded around the silence.

I don't know why, hearing this kind of laughter, the Seven Saints of the Divine Goddess, who made the entire Shenzhou Cultivation Realm tremble, couldn't help but feel a chill rise from her heart.

Mu Wushuang's smile gradually solidified as his chest rose and fell, and finally looked at the seven people coldly.

"Lord Wushuang, there's some trouble here!" The man looked into the distance and worriedly.

"Don't worry, I'll be able to get all these bugs in a matter of seconds!"

"But you're covered in wounds, huh?"

"Hehe, that's because I know Yuanfeng's self-healing ability too well, so I want to play with them!"

Mu Wushuang finished speaking lightly, and a black and simple amphora instantly rose above his head.

There are many lifelike patterns carved on the top of the kettle, and there are dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, and so on.

And directly above these patterns, there are three eye-catching big characters [Demon Refining Pot].

Mu Wushuang jumped suddenly, stepped on the body of the pot with his arms in his arms, and his waist-length hair fluttered.

The next moment, he focused his pupils on the Seven Sages' body and activated the pupil technique.

Shadow Tomb...

Shadow Tomb Hell!

Seeing Mu Wushuang stepping on a black bottle and looking down at him, although he didn't know what the other party was going to do, the woman in the white dress at the head of the Seven Saints hurriedly reminded: "Everyone is small..."

But before the word "heart" could be spoken, an abrupt red light suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Ahh

Suddenly, all seven people were slapped with red light on their faces, and they let out seven screams.

The Seven Saints, who were originally in a circle, were scattered in an instant and fell to the ground.

Looking at this scene, the various sects didn't know what was going on at all, only to see that Mu Wushuang seemed to glance at them, and the Seven Saints of the Divine Maiden Sect were instantly defeated.

Soon another faint voice sounded:

Now you should be honest!