"Come on, then. ”

The words fell, and the battle was about to break out.

The puppet in front of Mu Shirong raised his hand and moved, the wind on the side of the puppet spread out, the wind turned into shape, the tangible wind roared forward, and the gusts of wind blew the white flowers on the ground, like snow rising from the ground, and thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed.

The wind swept by, and several branches outside the outer hall that had just sprouted broke one after another, and the sound of 'clicking' sounded, and the roaring wind was in front of him in a blink of an eye.

[Qingjia] blocked in front of Yan Wuxin's body, and the soul filaments on Qi Zhiwei's fingertips were already thirty, and thirty soul filaments covered the whole body of [Qingjia], and in an instant, the water vapor condensed, and the light blue light lingered outside the [Qingjia], and a water armor accumulated and formed.

Water is invisible and soft, but it can overcome rigidity. Therefore, the wind roared, met the water armor, and the water rippled on it, and then the wind and snow fell.

White flowers were scattered all over the ground again.

At the same time, looking at Yan Wuxin who was blocking in front of Mu Zi, the anger contained in Mu Qilian's heart finally came out, and without the slightest scruples, he no longer kept his hand, two [Dark Tigers] appeared behind him, and then a gloomy smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Tomorrow and today is your sacrifice day." ”

As the words fell, the soul threads on the fingertips dissipated, and the [Dark Tiger] that had lost control followed the introduction and attacked Muzi, and at the same time, the puppet in front of Mu Qilian had already raised fire, and the waves of fire were surging in the puppet's palm.

On the other side, the more than ten Qingjia guards who came with Qi Zhiwei have been restrained by many children of the Mu family, compared with Mu Shirong, the power that Mu Yanxu can control is undoubtedly much smaller, so at this moment, most of the children of the Mu family are still biased towards the Great Elder, and some are turning against each other when they feel the momentum coming from the Great Elder, although the situation is not one-sided, it is not optimistic.

"It's not that there is no way, after all, this is a dead wood in spring, as long as it lasts for a certain amount of time, the old man will definitely not be able to hold on", Chen Qiqi behind him said, but looking at the two [Dark Tigers] in front of him and Mu Qilian, who had reached the Taiwei realm, he sighed and said: "But it seems that you have to survive this level first." ”

Hearing this, Yan Wuxin glanced at Chen Qiqi, but Chen Qiqi hurriedly shook his hand, "Don't look at me, I am seriously injured now, and if there is a puppet in my hand, I still have to count on you." ”

This is not to shirk, without [Silver Moon], his combat power is not as good as before, and he desperately escaped that night, and he didn't die with one breath, and within a few days, he fought with the demon again, and after a few times, if it weren't for Chen Qiqi's bitter breath, I'm afraid he would have fallen long ago. Looking at Chen Qiqi's sneering appearance, Yan Wuxin turned around helplessly, why did these people he knew not sound the same as in the rumors?

The firelight was close, and the two [Dark Tigers] pounced at the same time, and with a 'whoop', the [Dark Tigers] opened their mouths, and sparks burst out of their mouths.

"Be careful", he didn't have time to turn around, and hurriedly said a word to Mu Zi beside him, and then his fingertips pulled the soul silk, and [Allure] came to him, and the water blade slashed forward, and the water and fire met.

Subsequently, the wind was blowing, and Uncle Hua, who was originally protecting Muzi's side, also came to the side, and the puppet in front of him had also made a move, the breeze turned into silk, and he went forward, and the two [Dark Tigers] were trapped in it in an instant, looking at this moment, Yan Wuxin made a decisive move, with [Allure], he stepped lightly on his toes, and his figure swept forward in an instant.

Compared with last time, Yan Wuxin's cultivation at this time has grown a lot, and Uncle Hua is in front of him, facing the two [Dark Tigers], the water blade sleeve in the hand of [Allure] hides out, and the water blade breaks through the armor, and in the blink of an eye, the soul stones of the two [Dark Tigers] have been pierced by the water blades, and the light disperses, and the light in the eyes of the [Dark Tigers] disappears.

"What", Mu Qilian, who was restrained by Uncle Hua, was shocked, he didn't expect the two [Dark Tigers] to fall to the ground so quickly, looking at the amazing momentum on his grandfather's side, he clenched his teeth, fighting for greater pain, the surging soul power in his body ran out, and the puppet's arm caught fire instantly, the fire condensed and did not disperse, and then the fire shot forward like a flying leaf.

Uncle Hua, who resisted the wind and restrained Mu Qilian, was a little caught off guard in an instant, the fire borrowed the wind, and the flying fire had ignited in front of him, and the raging fire surrounded him, and Uncle Hua, who was already suffering internal injuries, was stagnant at this moment, and was stuck by a small flame.

There was a wind lingering, the flame seemed to pour oil on the fire, the flame instantly spread all over the body, looking at the fire in front of him, with [Allure], Yan Wuxin came to Uncle Hua's body, the water blade in his hand dispersed, the water droplets fell, and the flames on Uncle Hua's body were slowly extinguished, but Uncle Hua was completely black at this time, and fell to the ground, unconscious.

Solved one, Mu Qilian's confidence in his heart increased greatly, he had long seen that Uncle Hua was not pleasing to the eye, he only felt that he was angry, but the pain in his body became more and more serious, but for a moment, he was sweating on his forehead. Maybe it was because he had been in the past for too long, but today Mu Qilian seemed to have exhausted the perseverance of his life, under such pain, Mu Qilian still survived, looking at Yan Wuxin, the soul silk on his fingertips was wrapped around the puppet's whole body.

The last trace of power in his body converged on his fingertips, and he also understood the truth that there was no longer much in the essence, and this last trace of soul power was condensed into a point by it, and the fingertips pointed to it was the direction where Yan Wuxin was.

Soul Array: Essence Fire.

This was originally the fire refining technique of the Mu family, but it was used on the puppet, but fortunately, due to the relationship between the power of the action, the fire contained in this essence fire may be able to evaporate a pool. At this moment, feeling the heat wave from his fingertips, a touch of cruelty flashed in Mu Qilian's eyes, and he couldn't control the essence fire, he took the puppet forward, and the puppet rushed directly towards Yan Wuxin.

The puppet let go, and the essence fire burst out in an instant.

In the firelight, Mu Qilian gasped for breath, enjoying the rare success in his life, but before he had time to savor this joy, a white mist slowly came towards him.

"It's daytime, how can there be fog?" he was a little puzzled, and in an instant, he narrowed his eyes and saw the figure in the fog, and in a moment of distraction, the fog had surrounded him, and even greater pain entangled his body, and a burning sensation hit.

"Ahh

Hearing his grandson's painful voice, Mu Shirong couldn't care about it anymore, the last trace of the dead wood Fengchun was left behind by him, and he forced Qi Zhihuan to retreat with a surge of soul power, and then Mu Shirong came to Mu Qilian's side and supported his grandson who was about to fall to the ground.

The hot sensation came from the palm of the hand.

This white mist is not just an ordinary fog, the heat in the fog is even worthy of the burning of the flames, and Mu Qilian, who has been shrouded in the white mist, naturally seems to have been burned by fire. The frowning brows of the grandson were slowly smoothed by Mu Shirong, and the grandson was gently placed on the ground, and he stood up again, throwing away the last trace of vitality in his heart.

The dead wood is no longer spring, and the dead air on Mu Shirong's face has spread, correspondingly, compared to before, his strength is even further.

Fighting again, turning water into a gun, the wind pushes the water, and the gun comes out, but between Mu Shirong's waves, the water gun is difficult to go further, and it is difficult to shake the palm lightly, and the water gun is difficult to condense and form, turning into water droplets and falling all over the ground. At the moment of the fight, Qi Zhihuan had already lost.

The old wound had not healed, and due to the overuse of soul power, a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Rubbing the armor on his chest, relieving the pain of being hit by the water droplets before, looking at Mu Shirong who was standing not far away, Qi Zhihuan retreated in front of Yan Wuxin's body, and said, "This Mu Shirong is really dead." ”

He could feel that the vitality in Mu Shirong's body was lost at this moment, but he didn't know why he persevered.

But at this moment, he heard Yan Wuxin's whispering, "So that's the case."

Just now, Mu Shirong waved his hand to disperse the white mist with the wind, and then Yu Feng trapped the water gun with his hand, turning the water gun into water droplets again, everything happened in the blink of an eye, but it was all in Yan Wuxin's eyes.

The wind is impermanent, and the water is impermanent, as he had seen before.

And what about the fire? He thought in his heart, and looking at the fire on the ground that had not yet been extinguished, he knew that the invasion was like fire.

Then, a fire rose in the sea of his qi, and in just a moment, Yan Wuxin naturally couldn't cross the border to Taiwei, but he was still in the fugue realm, and he already had one foot in the door of Taiwei, and a breath slowly exhaled from his mouth, extremely hot.

At this moment, he stepped from the middle stage of the iQue to the late stage of the iQue.

At this moment, a voice of surprise sounded outside the door, "I said that Wuxin must be here, let you go quickly, hurry up, you have to go eat something first." ”

"You said it first, I just said that I was hungry too. ”

"Don't quibble, it's good that it's not late. ”