On the second day, when the morning sun was born, Su Mu, who had been pranayama all night, was woken up by the seven Jin brothers who were eager to save his sister.

After everyone bent left and right in the residential area of Yaquan Oasis and cautiously approached a remote sand hut, Jin Zhuangfei, who was acting steadily, waved his hand at everyone behind him to signal everyone not to get too close, and stretched out his hand and knocked left and right three times on the dusty door panel of this hut.

"Knock knock, knock knock"

A slightly rhythmic sound was heard through the door, and the closed door suddenly opened from the inside, but no one peeked out of the door.

A flash of surprise flashed in Su Mu's eyes, and he glanced at the seemingly inconspicuous door, which seemed to be controlled by a mechanism and would open automatically as soon as someone clicked on the code. Although he had not yet seen the rumored jack-of-all-trades, the man's place of affairs had already aroused the interest of the young man.

When everyone entered the sand hut, the door behind them closed automatically, and three candles of different heights suddenly lit up in the empty corner.

"Pretending to be a ghost......," Bai Ye muttered, and three tongues of fire erupted from the three candles and burned towards the girl's veil, as if to punish the girl. Jin Zhuangfei stretched out his hand to block the sword, and bowed to the three candles with a little apology: "Know-it-all seniors are angry, this girl just came here, I don't know the rules of my predecessors, so I asked my seniors to raise their noble hands and receive their magical powers." ”

As soon as the words fell, the three candles with tongues of fire suddenly dimmed, and an old voice sounded from inside the house, "Enter this house, do this salute, do not speak, shut up, do not speak, do not speak, remember." ”

The old voice disappeared, the three candles lit again, and three tongues of fire erupted and ignited the walls of the room, and billowing black smoke suddenly filled the closed and small space.

The black smoke seems to be strong, but it doesn't hurt people, and it has a slight fragrance in the nose.

Just as everyone was amazed by this know-it-all behavior, a subtle sound of the mechanism turning came from under everyone's feet, and Su Mu felt that the ground in the room was constantly falling, but the black smoke rising around him blocked his vision and made it impossible to see the changes in this space.

By the time the black smoke cleared, a group of ten people (including Sun Xiaosheng) had already entered a dark basement.

At both ends of the basement are neatly arranged bookshelves made of fragrant wood, and countless classic texts are lined up from the shelves, like a sea of books.

"Puff puff!"

Rows of candles lit from the top of the bookshelf illuminate the space, and several figures draped in black gauze tents are pushing an old man in a wooden wheelchair out from behind the bookshelf.

The old man was dressed in a sand-colored yellow shirt, his face was withered, and there was nothing in his swaying trouser legs, and if it weren't for the person behind him pushing the wooden wheelchair, it would have been extremely difficult to move.

"This person must be the Wan Shitong, but I didn't expect it to be a legless person!" Su Mu's pupils shrank, and although the old man did not speak, his calm expression that seemed to see through everything already showed that he was extraordinary.

"A few of you just left yesterday and returned again this morning, so you must have raised all the money for the question. The old voice of the know-it-all was like a metal slash, sharp and piercing, a far cry from that withered countenance.

Jin Zhuangfei hugged his fists at the old man and said, "Senior, I didn't raise all the expenses, but I just found someone who could defeat your subordinates. ”

As soon as the words fell, the old man's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a faint red light flashed from his left eye, and he looked at the three new faces of the ten.

The old man's first glance fell on Sun Xiaosheng, only to see him shake his head and say, "It seems to be a human being, not a human being, and there is no cultivation." ”

The second glance swept over the white night wearing a white gauze tent: "The middle of the four-star is barely strong, but it's just that the daughter's temperament is not ruthless, and there is room for her to shoot, so she is not my opponent." The brutal Bai Ye just wanted to refute, but was stopped by Su Mu.

When the old man's third eye fell on Su Mu, the red light of his cloudy eyes flickered: "In the middle of the third three-star period, he is entangled in evil qi, and it seems that there are a lot of people on his hands, Mu Fei, you go up and try him." ”

A figure in a black gauze tent waiting next to the wooden wheelchair walked out strantly, and the know-it-all clapped his hands, and the bookshelves that lined up slid on their own, freeing up an open space in the basement where they could fight.

"My name is Mu Fei, a three-star late ancient demon, defeat me, and you will be able to get a message from your master. The black gauze figure walked into the middle of the field and waved his hand at Su Mu, the voice coming out of his mouth was as lifeless as a machine.

"Su Mu, the mid-three-star ancient god, please advise!"

Knowing that this battle was inevitable, Su Mu took the lead in making a move, and the beast head broadsword that had been wiped all night flashed a cold light in the dimly lit basement, and the rich divine power had already wrapped around the blade.

The long knife slashed out, and Su Mu's feet moved quickly, attacking the dull man in front of him with the momentum of thunder.

I saw that the demon cultivator named Mu Fei stretched out his hands, a pair of gloves woven of black metal thread flashed in the lamplight, and the demonic power surging from his eyes surged a layer of blood light on this glove, and one stepped forward and grabbed the knife that Su Mu had chopped out.

"It's too slow, and the knife is confusing. ”

"Let go!" Mu Fei, who was holding the blade of the divine power, said his evaluation stiffly, and his bloody palms twisted the blade violently, wanting to seize Su Mu's beast head broadsword.

But Su Mu's physical strength had already reached the four-star level, and how could the long knife he held firmly be something that this three-star late-stage ancient demon could take away?

"Tyrant Knife Style!"

The strength of his arms shook violently, and the divine power injected into the blade became more and more intense, Su Mu slammed the long knife, and the blade cut a spark in Mu Fei's palms, and the head of the knife that broke free turned and slashed straight at the wrist of this three-star late-stage demon cultivator.

"The strength is perfect, but the combat skills are average. ”

Mu Fei continued to evaluate Su Mu in a dull manner, and after the reddish palms let go of the long knife, he slapped several palms at the knife body in succession, and the knife momentum that originally took his wrist completely changed the direction!

"What a clever way to unload!"

Su Mu's eyes shrank, and he saw Mu Fei's strange palms, and the power of each palm of the opponent falling on the knife was slightly different, and it progressed layer by layer with light to heavy strength, like a wave that made the tiger's head long knife tremble.

With a slash, Su Mu's left hand released the hilt of the knife and slammed into Mu Fei's palms wearing weapon gloves with a fist of flesh and blood.

"Boom, boom!"

The sound of fists clashing with each other shook the basement air, and a wave of crisp sound was transmitted between the two.

The moon-white brilliance condensed from the tip of Su Mu's fist, and the primordial inscription hidden under the skin was mobilized to form a pair of natural fist gloves, and the amazing protective power of the Moon Devourer battle body was revealed between the fists and the bombardment.

Mu Fei's eyes hidden under the black gauze tent rippled for the first time, as if he couldn't believe that someone could actually shake his ancient treasure glove with his flesh and blood.

"Tyrant Knife Style!"

At the same time as the confrontation, Su Mu's right hand was already free, and the fast-turning blade brought gusts of wind to the bursting momentum of the fist and knife attack towards Mu Fei.

Na Mu Fei obviously has a lot of combat experience, after seeing Su Mu's knife, his body twisted as if he was boneless, and the crackling bone crisp sound came from his body, and the palms that had been blasted with Su Mu dozens of punches put together in a strange shape, and then dodged with the beast head knife that was like a storm in an unimaginable posture that ordinary people could not imagine.

Although it was a perfect dodge, this three-star late-stage cultivator of the ancient demon seemed to have forgotten the power of the divine power, and the divine power on the knife body rubbed a blood mist visible to the naked eye on Mu Fei's body.

Mu Fei is injured!

"Blood Demon Broken Palm!" Ignoring the pain on his body, Mu Fei drank lightly in his mouth, and the combined palms swayed with a burst of blood-colored light, and the eyes hidden under the gauze tent flashed with a murderous intent, as if he was enraged by Su Mu's injury!

The raised palms slapped towards Su Mu's body, Su Mu showed a trace of strangeness, the aura on Mu Fei's body changed suddenly after being injured, and it made people feel as cold as a machine before, but at this moment it was like facing a crazy beast!

"What you have in front of you is a living corpse, this corpse has lost the human mind, leaving only the instinct to fight, deal with it carefully. The moon worship in the sea of souls suddenly reminded.

When Su Mu heard this, his face changed, and the demonic qi in his right eye spread out in front of him with a stroke of his hand, forming a demonic qi barrier in front of him, and then his body flashed towards the place where the other party couldn't see.

"Bang bang bang!"

The thin wall of demonic qi couldn't even support Mu Fei's palm, and the two palms glowing with blood-red demonic light slammed into the air, shattering the basement floor, and the flying rubble scattered in all directions.

"Roar!"

Seeing that he didn't succeed in a single blow, and he couldn't find Su Mu's figure, Mu Fei roared like an angry beast, and the black gauze tent that covered his face shattered, revealing a hideous face full of scars under the black veil-

The fourth watch is over, and I'm here today, and there is no explosion. (To be continued.) )