Muyang patted the back of his hand, looked meaningfully at Hou Ping, who was distracted in the distance, and shook the back of his hand defiantly, "Then, I will accept your points with a smile." ”

Hou Ping, who was so provoked by Muyang, that it was difficult to calm down, spurted out a mouthful of old blood again, fainted directly, fell headlong in the snow, and was gradually buried by the university.

Mu Yang turned around in a dashing manner and walked away with his hands behind his back.

Being delayed by Hou Ping for a while slowed down Muyang's progress, and after walking not far, Muyang began to speed up again, and Brother Dog told him that someone else had entered the Bafang battlefield one after another.

The third one to enter was the Jade Ding Sect, among which Jia Yong, who was the second in refining medicine, seemed to be not far from Muyang.

However, this guy is the ninth level of the real Spirit Vein Realm, and Mu Yang originally planned to deal with him after finding Chen Lingfeng.

"Forget it, the Battle of the Eight Directions has just begun, even if I can defeat him, it will definitely take a lot of effort, maybe I will be injured, it's not worth it, if I am picked up by others, the gains outweigh the losses, wait first." ”

Anyway, it's still early, and the marks of the first batch of people won't disappear until after the end of today, and Muyang still has plenty of time.

So, he still followed the original plan and went all the way to Dongfang Junyao.

However, Luo Yue and Lao Xue, who were in the square at this moment, really sweated for Muyang

They are not limited by their field of view, and each of them can be clearly seen here.

And Muyang and Dongfang Junyao were almost arranged in the westernmost and easternmost directions respectively.

Among them, there are quite a few opponents, many of whom are in the Spirit Wheel Realm.

If Muyang blindly rushes forward like this, he is very likely to run into trouble.

And after the battle between Muyang and Hou Ping ended, the others didn't pay much attention to Muyang anymore.

They didn't realize that Mu Yang was able to accurately lock Dongfang Junyao's location, and every step had its purpose.

Because the distance between the two of them is too far, no one will think that Muyang has the ability to locate others. After all, for a hairy boy in the Spirit Vein Realm, this is simply a fantasy.

They were just a little strange, Mu Yang didn't seem to be very affected by the low temperature? In the battle, his movements were relatively consistent, and it was initially estimated that he might have used spiritual power to keep warm.

Muyang finally ate a few elixirs to replenish energy, it shouldn't be wrong, and Muyang will eat elixirs in order to eliminate their concerns, the secret of warming the baby, if you can drag it out, there is no need to show off for the time being.

As a result, these masters have only turned their attention to other more interesting places.

In the woods, Muyang was walking, but was suddenly stopped by Brother Dog.

Brother Dog said solemnly: "You wait first, we may have to change our plans." ”

"What's wrong?"

"I just sensed it, the distance between you and Dongfang Junyao is too far, more than three hundred contestants, even if they are distributed, there will be a possibility of encountering, such a long distance, I don't believe that there is no one, keep walking, it is likely to meet someone you can't deal with. ”

Mu Yang grabbed his scalp and said, "I know, but it's good to be careful, anyway, there is a small motorcycle, and I'm not afraid that I won't be able to run." ”

Even Dongfang Junyao, who was the fastest, had never run Muyang, and in terms of speed, he didn't need anyone at all.

However, Brother Dog shook his head and pointed to the north: "There, there is a mark, quite close to you, and unlike the others, he has hardly moved much since he came in." ”

Mu Yang looked to the north, there was nothing but dense fog and trees, "Who is there?"

"It should also be a Purple Yang Palace, but who it is, I forget, but it should be a guy from the eighth level of the Spirit Vein Realm. ”

Mu Yang was a little surprised, "The people from Ziyang Palace have already come in, I've been running for so long, and I haven't walked out of this jungle yet, really." ”

The night before yesterday, Mu Yang left marks on the three people in Ziyang Palace, and all three of them were the eighth level of the Spirit Vein Realm, so it shouldn't be wrong if they didn't cultivate.

Unlike the people of the Infinite Sect, the disciples of the Ziyang Palace will be affected by the temperature here, so their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced, and the eighth level of the Spirit Vein Realm, Muyang is not invincible.

There is another thing that Mu Yang cares about, that is, after this Ziyang Palace disciple came in, he didn't move.

What is he doing where he is?

Under normal circumstances, shouldn't you hurry up and look for the altar?

Is it possible to sit on the ground and start cultivating? Unlikely, now is not the time to cultivate.

Mu Yang snapped his fingers, looking at the corners of Brother Dog's mouth, he thought that he should know what Brother Dog was thinking.

"You're trying to say that there's a good chance he's right next to the altar?"

"That's right, this is the most reasonable explanation, they are different from you, your purpose is to find the mark, and the other seven major sects want to find the spiritual altar. ”

Mu Yang had actually forgotten the final task of the team battle, and occupying the Spirit Altar was too difficult for the Falling Moon Valley.

Now, however, it seems that an opportunity has been presented to me.

Anyway, I can't find Dongfang Junyao for a while and a half, so why don't you just accept a spiritual altar?

Mu Yang was thinking like this, when suddenly a red light rose out of nowhere, straight into the sky!

In a high position, it turns into a row of huge and eye-catching words!

"The number of spiritual altars occupied by Ziyang Palace: one. ”

Mu Yang's eyes widened, looking at the eye-catching red letter, "This is too hateful." ”

Muyang was still thinking about how the contestants would know about the occupation of the Spirit Altar, but he didn't expect it to be announced so directly.

It is so high that it should be visible from all corners of the entire battlefield.

You don't have to guess to know that all the contestants must have been boiling now, and they must have unconsciously accelerated their pace of finding the spiritual altar.

Mu Yang rubbed his hands, and then thought of the disciples of the Jade Ding Sect who were not far from him, and roughly had some thoughts in his heart: "Brother Dog, let's go, let's go and have a look." ”

Muyang turned into a remnant wind, and a brilliant snow mist rolled up where it passed, and disappeared into the jungle.

On the square at this time, the people of Ziyang Palace smiled one after another, and they looked at the shining spiritual altar in the picture with satisfaction.

The first spiritual altar in the Bafang Battlefield was sacrificed by their disciples, which could be regarded as an honor.

"Haha, Ye Cheng's luck is really good, he actually found the spiritual altar as soon as he came in. ”

"That's not it, luck is also part of the strength, more than 300 contestants, he was the only one who was passed to the altar. ”

"Wait, who's that guy?"

Suddenly, someone pointed to a trace in the forest, and that person seemed to be heading towards Ye Cheng!