Chapter 440: Ling Yuan, Sword String, Demon Heaven

Situ Jing's words made Wu Lao Xingjun unable to refute, he knew very well that it was absolutely okay for the two of them to just drag him, and the remaining one person was in the current Tianxuan Continent, that is, an unstoppable existence, so he was silent.

Bloody clothes smiled indifferently: "Old man Wu, now that your cultivation has fallen into the Spirit Mystery Realm, this king sees, don't call yourself this king!"

"Bloody child, don't be too arrogant, when this monarch is dominant, you are still drinking milk!" "Misty Old Star Monarch was furious, pointing at Bloody Clothes and roaring.

In this regard, Xueyi just smiled, Situ Jing's beautiful eyes glared, and said coldly: "Old man Wu, you hurry up, don't be embarrassed here!"

"Okay, the three of you are good now, then we'll see!" Old Star Monarch swiped his finger lightly in the void, and his figure disappeared into space.

Looking at the slowly healing spatial crack, Xueyi said with a solemn face: "I didn't expect this old thing to be hidden in the continent all along, it seems that the great changes in the Ghost Mist Sea are caused by him, it's really infuriating!"

Yun Zhong hugged his arms and frowned: "Although this old guy's strength has regressed a little, but at least the two of us can join forces to compete with him, the situation is not good!"

Situ Jing's beautiful eyes looked into the distance, which was the direction of Ghost Mist Town, and she murmured softly: "I can only take one step at a time, I don't know what the old ghost of Mist is going to do, what kind of conspiracy does he have?"

The three of them stood in the air, each silent, and the fog vortex above the sea of ghost mist still circled violently, showing no sign of abating.

In the next second, the figures of the three people slowly dissipated, and the sky returned to calm.

In the inn outside Ghost Mist Town, Ye Mu was holding a holy mirror in his hand, this was the first time he went to Tianshan, Situ Jing gave it to him, but in the end, he didn't use it, with Xiyun, a powerful bodyguard, naturally there was no accident.

Shadow Charm smiled and teased: "It seems that you have a good relationship with Situ Jing, she even gave you the Qiankun Holy Mirror!"

Ye Mu smiled and said, "I don't know why the king gave me the Qiankun Holy Mirror, maybe she has other ideas!"

"That's right, it's no accident, within ten days, the Holy Spirit Ghost Liquid will be born, and the old thief of the dead wood will definitely stop us, once the White Moon Sect and Zhan Zhikun get it, it will be a little bad, after all, the Shadow Sect has taken over a lot of tasks to assassinate them before!"

Shadow Charm had a hint of worry on his face, but he wasn't particularly worried, after all, relying on the old man of the dead wood alone was not enough to stop the strong men.

Cangxi Academy Dean Cangwu has not broken through to the Saint Xuan Realm, and is also at the level of the half-step Saint Xuan Realm, but the overall strength is strictly speaking stronger than Ye Mu.

"It's a pity that the Bone Emperor can't come out, otherwise the matter of the Ghost Mist Sea will be solved!" Ye Mu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Gu Ruohan was an existence beyond the Holy Xuan Realm, and when he came here, naturally no one could stop him.

All the inns outside of Ghost Mist Town are full of people, and any person who is pulled out has the cultivation of the Venerable Realm, this kind of scene is really rare.

A day later, a middle-aged man came from outside the inn, he was thin but straight, shaking an emerald green folding fan in his hand, and walked into an inn with a smile on his face.

Shadow Charm naturally noticed it, and after she saw the person's face clearly, she only said two words to Ye Mu: "Ling Yuan!"

Ye Mu thought about it in his mind for a while, and then he remembered Ling Yuan, who was at the top of the Venerable List recorded in the Sword Pavilion Tianxuan Record.

"It's him!" Ye Mu's eyes froze, and he asked again: "His aura obviously surpasses the Venerable Realm, but it definitely does not reach the Saint Xuan Realm, but it is a step stronger than me!"

Shadow Phantom nodded and said, "You still see it very thoroughly, Ling Yuan was already a cultivator at the peak of the Venerable Realm many years ago, and it is not particularly strange that he has reached the half-step Saint Xuan Realm now, but he actually came to the Ghost Mist Sea, is it also for the Holy Spirit Ghost Soul Liquid?"

Ye Mu shook his head slightly and said: "I don't see it, Ling Yuan is a free and easy person at first glance, it is impossible for him to seek a shortcut on the cultivation avenue, I am afraid that he wants to see the excitement when he comes to the ghost fog!"

For Ye Mu's analysis, Shadow Charm did not refute, she nodded, looked out the window, sighed lightly and said: "There are always some people who want a shortcut to the path of cultivation, who knows how there is such a beautiful thing in heaven and earth?"

Two days later, another person came from outside the inn, who strode into an inn with a huge knife on his back.

"Yo, this reckless man is here too, it's really fun in the sea of ghost fog now!" Shadow Phantom just glanced at it, then covered his mouth and sneered.

Ye Mu's eyes were certain, he felt a sense of oppression from that person, obviously a strong person who had cultivated to reach the Holy Xuan Realm.

"Could it be...... Knife strings?"

"Do you know a lot?" Shadow Charm's beautiful eyes raised, a little surprised how Ye Mu knew so many things.

"I've heard my predecessors mention it before, but I haven't seen these legendary figures!"

Another day passed, a bald head and bare feet wrapped in rags and linen clothes came to the inn, just entering the inn where Ye Mu was staying.

"Hey, Sect Master, long time no see!" The bald head smiled at the upstairs window, his smile was very sunny, Ye Mu also responded with a smile, and the shadow ghost only bowed slightly, which was counted as a response.

"It's exciting, the Demon Heaven Sword Strings are here, and the Seven Great Saints are all gathered, I wonder who the helper the old thief of the dead wood will be, or someone else?"

"It turns out that this bald head is the Demon Heaven, is this Holy Spirit Ghost Liquid so attractive? The peak powerhouses of the continent have all gathered, I really don't know what will happen next!"

Ye Mu leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and pondered, there was a faint melancholy in his heart, but he couldn't change anything.

In front of a small hill connecting Ghost Mist Town to the Ghost Mist Sea, Old Mist Xingjun turned his back to the old man of the dead wood and said lightly: "You let it go, Situ Jing, Bloody Clothes, and Yunzhong, you don't have to worry about the three, this gentleman can contain them!"

"Lord Xingjun, if we let the White Moon Sect Chongming and Zhan Zhikun get the Holy Spirit Ghost Liquid this time, then we will have two more Saint Xuan Realm powerhouses here, so can I ......" The old man of the dead wood said with a flattering look, both cautious and respectful.

Before he finished speaking, Wu Lao Xingjun spoke: "Don't worry, this gentleman will not break his promise to take you away, as long as you get things done this time, it will be a matter of time before you become Xingjun!"

When the old man heard this, he immediately smiled, nodded and retreated.

Waiting is a painful process, although it is only a few days, but these few days are like years for these mysteries.

Seven days later, in the morning, the old man of the dead wood reappeared in the sky above the inn, and he said loudly: "Everyone, have you thought clearly? Everyone is just for cultivation, in order to improve cultivation, there is no need to make you live or die!"

"Holy Spirit Ghost Liquid is only useful for half-step Saint Xuanjing Xuanshi, so those who are below this cultivation should not come to mix, otherwise don't blame the old man's ruthlessness!"

The old and deep voice mixed with the Xuan Qi vibrated out, echoing in the sky above Ghost Mist Town, unable to calm down for a long time.

"Oh, hey, I said, dry old man, what are you dragging? Do you think you're the best here?"

A hearty laugh sounded, and it was also earth-shattering, and a burly man with a huge knife on his back slowly appeared in the air, standing in the air against the old man of dead wood.

"Knife strings?"

The old man of the dead wood narrowed his eyes, a little surprised, and then said calmly: "The old man didn't say that I am the strongest here, but the Sect Master of the Charm is still present, she is the strongest Saint Xuan Realm except for the three kings!"

Dao Xian turned his head to look at Ye Mu's position, to be precise, he looked at the shadow ghost beside Ye Mu, his thick eyebrows and big eyes were calm, he nodded at the shadow ghost, and then looked at the old man of the dead wood and said: "Lao Tzu doesn't care so much, what do you want to do with a stinky old man? That Holy Spirit Ghost Liquid Lao Tzu is a little interested, you want to stop me?"

Hearing the words of Daoxian, the old man of the dead wood looked a little ugly, and immediately said in a deep voice: "Daoxian, don't be embarrassed, you can be behind the old man, how can you be rampant!"

"Yo, you don't think that Lao Tzu has been standing still for so many years of cultivation, tell you, you are just a chicken and a dog in the eyes of Lao Tzu!" "Dao Xian hugged his shoulder, his nostrils turned to the sky, and he sneered with an attitude of not putting the old man of dead wood in his eyes at all.

"You!"

The old man of the deadwood was furious and was about to make a move, but he still held back the surging Xuan Qi in his body and said calmly: "Daoxian, do you think the old man will fight you here? Impossible, your calculation has failed!"

Without waiting for the knife string to reply, the old man of the dead wood continued: "The reason why the old man appeared here today is to advise you, don't think that you have the strength to compete for the Holy Spirit Ghost Liquid, and there will be no scum left when the time comes!"

These threatening words made those Venerable Realm Xuanshi in the sky above Ghost Mist Town retreat, after all, although they really wanted to get the Holy Spirit Ghost Liquid, it was impossible to do without that strength.

There were still people who chose to leave, and seeing that someone finally started to leave, the old man with a hint of a smile in his eyes, he just needed this effect.

A bald figure appeared, he stood beside Daoxian, with a sunny smile, and said indifferently: "Brother Dao, I haven't seen you for a long time, and my strength has improved a lot!"

Daoxian smiled, "You're not bad!"

The old man of the dead wood narrowed his eyes, "Demon Tian, this guy actually appeared as ......"

"Hey, Deadwood, what the hell are you going to do? Do you want to stop others from competing for the Holy Spirit Ghost Liquid? You don't need to be involved as a powerhouse in the middle of the Holy Mystery Realm, right?" Mo Tian looked at the old man of Deadwood and said loudly.

The old man sighed and said, "I just want to relieve the pressure of a few of my friends!"

"Friends, I think it's the White Moon Sect and Zhan Zhikun who colluded, when did they become your friends?"

The shadow ghost finally appeared, sneered, and the old man of the dead wood turned blue with a few words, and he quibbled: "You don't know, it doesn't mean that I am not friends with them, do we have to inform you when we become friends?"

"Okay, since you say so, then this seat is also a friend of these mysteries, and I will help them with the Holy Spirit Ghost Liquid!"

Shadow Phantom pointed to the large number of Xuan Shi on the side of the inn, and said domineeringly, the momentum of the master of a sect emanated, which made the hearts of the surrounding Xuan Shi feel great, and the frustration brought by the old man of the dead wood before suddenly disappeared.

Listening to the domineering words of the shadow ghost, the old man of the dead wood was speechless, so he had to turn around and disappear into the sky.

Ye Mu shook his head slightly, his eyes looked at the sea of ghost mist, in which a huge aura of energy was converging, and it seemed that it was about to explode soon.

"It seems that in a day or two at most, the Holy Spirit Ghost Liquid will be born, I don't know what the White Moon Sect Leader Chongming and the mercenary Lord Shangzhan Zhikun will do at that time?"

Ye Mu muttered alone, for the Holy Spirit Ghost Liquid, after Dean Cangwu's explanation, he himself had no idea of fighting, but he couldn't let Bai Yue teach them to get it.

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