Mixed with white hair flying, Mu Yanchen laughed wildly like a madman, and the laughter was full of desolation.

"I think who else can compete with me in this meeting of all races?!"

The voice fell, the big hand grasped it, and a piece of space was suddenly distorted and deformed, and the Wood Oblivion Dust Dragon Technique was unfolded, and the space control was carried out at the same time, and the figure disappeared in place strangely, and appeared in the distance at the same time. Looking at such results, the smile on Mu Yanchen's face slowly converged. These five major Xuan seals are not easy to obtain, and there are three drawbacks, one is that if he opens the Divine Killing many times, it will affect his body, and now there are some gray hairs on his head. The second is that the Xuan Power is not easy to compress, and he faces a great risk of exploding the pill, and the third is that even if he cultivates like this and enters the Xuan Soul Realm, even if he relies on the assistance of the Dragon God Stick, he will make progress in cultivation, because the more stable the Xuan Zhu is, the more difficult it is to cultivate.

Of course, at that time, when this situation occurred, perhaps the hierarchy could no longer judge his level of Xuanli. For example, he is in the Xuanzong Realm, but because the Xuanzong Realm is extremely condensed, the spatial shock is caused by the extreme condensation, so can he still be called the Xuanzong Realm? Obviously, this is not easy to judge, because the spatial oscillation belongs to the special sign of the Asking Heaven Realm.

Therefore, he can only explore an alternative path of Xuanli by himself now, and the path of ordinary people is not suitable for him.

"Isn't it different......" Mu Yanchen looked at his palm and muttered.

......

In the dark room, Mu Yanchen's body was distorted for a while before slowly materializing, and then he exhaled lightly, his eyelids raised, and two rays of light disappeared in a flash.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, it was still a long dark night, and unlike before entering the cultivation, the night was a little thicker.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, Mu Yanchen urged Xuan Li, and the figure shook and there were already several coherent afterimages in the room, and at the same time, the void was grasped with his big hand, and the space was distorted and deformed, and then his gaze became very hot, this dragon god stick...... It's really so synchronous!

Joy quietly occupied the heart, and a sense of self-confidence that had never been felt before poured out, Mu Yanchen dared to be confident, and he had great confidence to compete for the championship!

"Knock knock!" Before he could enjoy his joy, there was a knock on the door, his brows raised, and Mu Yanchen walked to the door happily and opened the door.

In an instant, the years were quiet, and the world was gloomy.

"What's wrong?" Feng Ruoya stretched out her hand and shook it in front of him a few times, asking puzzled.

Mu Yanchen looked at the beautiful woman in front of him wearing a dark cyan dress, the willow eyebrows were bent to the corners of her eyes, there was a faint flush on her pretty face without powder, a pair of smart eyes looked at him, with a hint of doubt, her body leaned slightly, her hands behind her back, and she looked like a girl next door.

"I didn't ...... Didn't ......" Mu Yanchen hurriedly waved his hand, attracting a roll of the girl's eyes.

Feng Ruoya pushed away the bad man who was in the way and walked into the room, "You are really diligent, you have been cultivating for three days in a row." ”

"Ahh......h I'm not preparing to fight for more top rankings at the Ten Thousand Races Meeting......" Mu Yanchen also reacted from the surprise at the moment of opening the door, and said awkwardly.

"You've got a heart. Feng Ruoya said casually, "I'm going to break through the Xuan Soul Realm, but I don't have enough time, can I borrow your stick?"

The corners of Mu Yanchen's mouth twitched slightly, he revealed the role of the dragon god stick to Feng Ruoya, this girl seemed to want to eat him after knowing it, and now she came to borrow the dragon god stick, and eighty percent of the weasels were not happy to give the chickens New Year's greetings, so she prepared to do something perfunctory with haha.

"Ahh......h

Feng Ruoya glanced at him, stretched out her hand, and interrupted Mu Yanchen's words, "Do you want to give it?"

Mu Yanchen muttered to himself that this is a borrowed thing, it is simply a robbery, and his face suddenly showed a sad face, and said: "This, I also told you that the number of times I can enter that space is limited, right? Can I borrow it again next time?"

He doesn't care what family honor you have, how many rankings the Wan clan will win, anyway, those old immortals won't care, what is he worried about for others?

"Oh, really?" Feng Ruoya's eyes were thin, and a hint of danger flowed from the cracks in those eyes, "Then I'll tell the elders our little secret?"

Hearing this, Mu Yanchen's eyes bulged, and she hurriedly covered her cherry mouth, her eyes were full of helplessness and resignation, "My aunt, can't I borrow it?"

Feng Ruoya slapped her angrily on Mu Yanchen's hand covering her mouth, and a bright red slap print emerged, which showed the depth of her force, "Your hands haven't been washed for three days!"

Mu Yanchen was dumbfounded, pinched his palm, there was indeed a greasy feeling, and he touched the back of his sore hand at the moment, and smiled awkwardly.

"How long are you going to borrow?" asked Mu Yanchen, retracting his injured hand.

"Hmm...... It will be a long time before the meeting of the Ten Thousand Clans will start, and it is estimated that the remaining time will be borrowed for six days!" After thinking about it in her heart, Feng Ruoya stretched out her index finger and ring finger and said.

The corners of Mu Yanchen's mouth twitched, this dragon god stick only had two chances to enter, and now it was estimated that the plan to enter the cultivation would be ruined if she lent it to her, but after thinking about it, it didn't delay much, so she took out the package and got the dragon god stick.

"Well, thank you!" Feng Ruoya took the dragon god stick, thanked her, and left the room.

Watching the somewhat excited shadow leave, Mu Yanchen touched his nose, his face full of helplessness.

Mu Yanchen took a bath and fell asleep with his tired body.

The night was thick, the moonlight was faint, and only the people in the city were rolling.

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Vertical day.

When the first rays of morning light shine through the clouds, before the wood dust washes up, puts on clothes, comes to the restaurant of Yunkelai for breakfast, then leaves Yunkelai and walks to the street, wandering for a long time, all in the suburbs, here is quieter, the flow of people is relatively small, the grass and trees are also distinctive, looking at the scenery under the morning sun can also make people open-minded.

"Boom ......" Mu Yanchen, who was sitting on the grass and soaking up the sun, suddenly heard a rumbling sound, and before he could react, a group of beasts with huge bodies like a hill walked to the west of the crossroads, and their huge claws landed on the ground and made a sound like a heavy drum.

"Orcs?" Mu Yanchen was slightly stunned, obviously a little shocked by the appearance of this race.

However, before the beast clan approached, a black shadow also appeared on the horizon of the east avenue, and the black shadow gradually became larger, and the last lifeless cold feeling permeated Mu Yanchen's heart, "Ghost clan!"

Following the ghost clan, the rumbling loud sound came again, Mu Yanchen looked at it, and the corners of his mouth opened a smile, this giant clan is rumored to have little overall strength, but the brute force after cooperating with Xuanli is a bit famous, he has cultivated the Eight Desolation Holy Body, and is looking for a strength-type opponent to hone and hone it. And the giants, demons, dwarves, ghosts, spirits, and gods are all human races that have been separated from ancient times, but no one should be stupid enough to confuse them now. However, the spirit race can be said to be a human race that lives like a hermit.

After the Giant Clan walked over, Mu Yanchen stared at the road playfully, he wanted to know how the arrogant character of the Protoss Demon Clan would appear, but he didn't think it would be any different from the fanfare debut.

After waiting for a long time, no one came, Mu Yanchen pouted boringly, it was better to go to the city for a walk, maybe you can get some treasures, although this probability is almost zero.