"If you want me to hand over the Fulong ring, it depends on you, whether you have the ability, what's more, if I hand it over, will I hand it over to you?" Mu Hao smiled and took out the Fulong ring in his hand, and then, taking the Fulong ring, spread out his palm, and signaled to the old man.

At this moment, the old man subconsciously took a step, but when he walked out, the people behind the old man obviously had some fluctuations in their cultivation, if he went to take the Fulong Ring in Mu Hao's hand, I am afraid that those monks would also snatch the Fulong Ring in the first place.

Seeing this, the old man suddenly snorted coldly, and stood with his hands on his back, as if he had disdain, but his eyes flashed with a strange light.

"The old man has cultivated so far, how can you be a little baby who can calculate..."After the old man finished speaking, he raised his right hand suddenly, and then pressed towards the void in front of him.

Under this press, the rolling spiritual power condensed towards the hand, and after condensing, it turned into a handprint, which was the size of a baby, but it had a bright flicker, so that on this handprint, there was constantly light condensing.

Then, he threw it towards Mu Hao, and under this flick, the light of the handprint was even worse, and it was violently suppressed towards Mu Hao.

The space in front of Mu Hao, because of this palm-sized handprint, collapsed suddenly, just like that handprint, which had tens of millions of huge forces, and crushed the space violently.

There was a strong life-and-death crisis enveloping Mu Hao, he didn't expect that the powerhouse at the peak of Fan Xian would have such a terrifying power with a random blow, even if he was mentally prepared before, he was still deeply shocked.

Mu Hao did not hesitate, took a step back directly, stretched out his hand and waved, and a strong formation fluctuation came out, and behind Mu Hao, there were a hundred three-man formations, which suddenly appeared.

As soon as it appeared, the spiritual power between heaven and earth began to be chaotic, and then, above Mu Hao's head, a whirlpool was formed, constantly with spiritual power, which was sucked by this whirlpool, and then poured into the hundred spiritual arrays.

At this scene, many monks behind the old man were all ugly, and they all subconsciously took a small step back, after all, Mu Hao's hundreds of formations at the beginning brought too much impact, and even a spiritual power had the power to bombard them, if it weren't for the intervention of several cultivators of the Virtuous Realm, I am afraid that they would be strangled directly.

For Mu Hao's formation attainments, they had to be afraid, and even when they were above the ten thousand steps, there was a strange spirit array, which directly killed a virtuous realm cultivator.

The old man in front of him was also frowning, facing a prepared array cultivator, even he would have a headache.

Then, Mu Hao also waved his hand, and there were thirty spirit arrays, which burst out with light at this moment, and then those thirty spirit arrays all shot out a pillar of light and blasted towards the old man in front of him.

Like the peak of the thirty Three Tribulation Heavenly Realm, to blast towards the peak of the old man of the Virtuous Realm, the coming handprint, paused for a moment, although this handprint is small, but it is like a barrier, forcibly blocking the thirty pillars of light for a few breaths.

In the middle of these breaths, the old man took a step back, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and then, a monk was grabbed by him out of thin air, and then, with a flick of the air, the monk who was caught by him, in his unwillingness, exploded violently.

That monk is the pinnacle of the Three Tribulations Heavenly Realm, and his cultivation is not bad, because he was lucky for a while, he wanted to come here to get a piece of the pie, but he never thought that his fate was not in his own hands.

But even if he was unwilling, in the face of that mortal sage's peak powerhouse, he still didn't have the slightest strength to fight back, after all, the gap in cultivation was too big.

The monk's explosion caused a huge impact, causing the pillar of light to collapse a lot.

The old man offered a cloth bag, which was yellowish, but it had a golden color condensed on the cloth bag, and it looked like a treasure bag.

After the cloth bag was sacrificed by him, it suddenly became a lot bigger, with a suction force, coming out of the cloth bag, and then, those pillars of light were forcibly absorbed by the cloth bag, and after absorption, the color on the cloth bag was more vivid.

At this scene, Mu Hao frowned, he didn't expect that this monk at the peak of mortal sages would be so decisive, and it would be extremely difficult to deal with it.

In this scene, the monks behind Mu Hao, even their confidence, have dissipated, they have made a vow, but they don't want to fall here because of the oath, let alone fall because of an unrelated monk.

This scene also made all the monks in the sky frown, they were dazed because of the Fulong Ring before, and after seeing that the peak monk of the mortal sage did this, he suddenly came to his senses, and even for the people around him, he was also afraid and guarded.

"What do you mean by this, you can't do it, you also want to be our enemy because of the Fulong Ring..."

There was a monk who walked out of the crowd, and his monk was in the early stage of mortal sages, but even so, it was so powerful that people didn't dare to approach.

This questioning voice was obviously addressed to the old man, and he wanted to ask what this meant, it was all in the same camp, but he did such a thing.

The old man glanced at the cultivation of the virtuous realm, and after seeing that the other party's cultivation was mortal, his face was also a little softened, but there was still a domineering aura that emanated from it.

"Those who hear the Tao, life and death, this point is that cultivators must know, this answer, you, are you still satisfied..."The old man took a step forward, this step fell, his momentum, climbed to the extreme, like an insurmountable mountain, towards the cultivation of the virtuous realm.

The cultivation of the virtuous realm turned red, and he just wanted to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, he walked straight back to the crowd.

Seeing this, the surrounding monks showed a different look at the moment, and even for everyone, they were a little wary, and only now did they react, if it weren't for the Fulong Ring, they wouldn't have been able to walk together, here, it was still a cruel cultivation world.

"White-haired Xiu, today, I will ask you again, whether you will pay the Fulong ring..."

The old man was holding the treasure bag in his hand, his face seemed to be impatient, his cultivation was running to the extreme, and the wind and clouds were changing at this moment.

Mu Hao frowned, not only him, but even the monks behind him had ugly faces, just that old man, in their opinion, had no chance of winning, not to mention, the number of people on the other side was several times that of his side.

"Can you give me a hundred breaths to think about it, after all, this kind of earth-shattering creation, if I want to hand it over like this, I can't do it..."

"Moreover, if you want to take away the Fulong Ring in my hand safely, you can't do it..."After Mu Hao finished speaking, a picture scroll appeared in his hand, and as soon as this picture scroll appeared, there was a monstrous momentum, which suddenly came out.

An extremely terrifying pressure came out of the scroll, causing everyone to subconsciously take a few steps back at this moment.

As soon as this picture scroll came out, especially the old man, he felt an extreme threat, as if once it was spread, what awaited him would be his own fall.

When this scroll was taken out, in the center of the nine-petal flower, the flower had tears, and at this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes burst out with essence

If the Hundred Miles Demon Venerable was here, he would definitely be able to feel that the cultivation with tears was much stronger than before.

"This fluctuation, could it be him..."Hua Youtear looked up at the place where the fluctuation came from, his brows furrowed, for some reason, when this terrifying fluctuation came out, he would think of the white-haired monk.

"If it's him, it's okay, I have a way to restrain him, if it's someone else, it's not easy to deal with..." Hua Youtear stretched out her hand, and there was a white hair, floating in front of her, this white hair was what she secretly ingested Mu Hao, and at this moment, it came in handy.

"Although I don't think he has much hope of winning, but for some reason, there will be a threat, or not, it's time to use this method..."

"It would be better if there was his blood, and now, I can only replace it with this white hair, this curse has not been cast for a long time..."

Hua Youtear's hand kept waving, between her hands, there was brilliance, with her hand swinging, after this swing, the white hair in front of her suddenly shook and roared, and then, at this moment, gradually danced.

This dance seems to be irregular, but after counting the breaths, you can see that the white hair has condensed into the shape of a villain in a special way.

There is no appearance, no breath, just an outline, a bit like Mu Hao's figure.

"With the cessation of life, condense his flesh ......"

"With the spirit of death, condense his soul......"

"With the detachment of reincarnation, curse his qi veins..."

............

Constantly playing the seal, constantly chanting some complex and difficult spells, on the white hair, there was a wisp of vitality in the air, and then, a piece of flesh was condensed at this moment.

If you look closely at this physical body, you can find that it is Mu Hao's appearance, which has shrunk a lot, and the appearance that has just been created.

Then, one after another dead air began to diffuse, and in this diffuseness, there was a different soul, which was forcibly hooked, but this divine soul was dead, replacing Mu Hao's soul.

There were wisps of reincarnation power, surging towards the flesh and turning into Mu Hao's blood.

Looking at the villain in front of him, Hua Youtear smiled slightly, and then, he bit the tip of his tongue and put a drop of his essence blood on the center of the villain's eyebrows.

But just after this drop of essence blood was pointed out, the villain trembled obviously, and then, there were two tears from the corners of his eyes.

In this scene, even the flower had tears, she frowned, she couldn't figure out why, this villain, would shed tears.

"This spell is the first time I have cast it, however, there was no mistake, this villain, it should be good, this is a kind of witchcraft, and it was obtained by accident, but I didn't expect it to come in handy..."

"This tear, it should be like this, the steps are not wrong, if the next time I meet that white-haired cultivator, I can not be afraid of him, but, that Baili Demon Venerable, I am not sure..."

The flower had tears in her eyes and thought carefully about her steps, making sure that there was no mistake, nodded, cast a seal, and then took the villain back to the space ring.

But Mu Hao, who was far away, turned his head sharply at this moment, looked towards the flower core, and faintly felt a little uneasy

This book was first published in the King of Books