Mu silently stared at the old painter, and the world seemed to have darkened, and the surroundings had become nothing.

"Draw old, why?" The sword qi on Mu's body was faintly soaring into the sky, but it just said this sentence silently.

It could not have come here, all because the painting was here, and it would have entered such a dangerous place.

The surroundings were faintly illusory, and after the painting elder was silent for a while, he suddenly showed a sunny smile.

"Want to hear a story?"

The portrait blatantly leaves the canopy of the wood, suspended in the heavens and the earth.

Inside, a shadow that overlapped and couldn't be seen stood up, and at this station, the temperament on its body changed instantly.

The original painting is still amiable, just like the elders care for the juniors.

But now, the river of blood flowed around it, and the eerie air currents ripped around it, making it look like a messenger from hell.

It's like a killer in an evil spirit.

Mu didn't speak, but the sword was faintly pointing to the side, and his eyes looked at the painting and didn't move.

In this regard, the old painter just laughed and said to himself: "There were no flowers in this world, but a seed suddenly fell from the sky, and a trace of a flower was stuck on that plant. ”

"Originally, this was nothing, the world's first flower was just like that, and the other demons didn't know."

"It's just that at that time, I don't know if the sky was blind, or if the flower was unlucky, when it first bloomed, it attracted thunder."

"One catastrophe transforms, one difficulty becomes a spirit."

"It naturally has the talent of seeing spirits, and with this, it has also made some reputation among the demon clan."

"It's a pity that it is blinded by this reputation, believing that there is no one in heaven and earth who can match its natural ability, and that only the spirit is the strongest in this world."

"So, that day, after hearing that many great demons had fallen in the Thunder Mountain Range, it saw that Hunter was happy and entered the mountain range covered with wind and snow."

The old man's voice was full of nostalgia, and Mu also raised his sword silently.

"Draw old, you shouldn't have done anything to those little demons."

Mu didn't say it, it died when it died, and there wasn't much in this world that it cared about, and death was not afraid.

As long as it's not lonely.

What it is silent about is that the old man does not only want to kill it, but also to harm the lives of other demons.

The sword was condensed into a sword shape in the sky, and the old painter looked up at the sharp sword shape, shook his head and smiled:

"Mu, Mu, you are now a master, but your mentality is not good, you don't look like a demon at all."

"At this time, I still have the heart to care about other demons."

"And." The old man suddenly showed a meaningful smile, "When an enemy whose purpose is to kill you is willing to say some nonsense of unknown meaning, it means that it is dragging time!" ”

"Hahaha!"

As soon as the rampant laughter fell, Mu's face suddenly changed drastically, and he hurriedly jumped into the air!

Suddenly, the ground beneath his feet twisted and changed, and the side turned into a blood-colored river of rolling magma!

And at the foot of Mu Yuan, there are one after another strange blood-colored red flowers!

Enchanting but hideous, the swaying bright red flowers, blown by the blazing wind, seem to turn into a blood-colored ocean.

The endless vortex blood waves flipped up, and Mu only looked at it slightly, and suddenly felt that the inner pill in his body was unstable and dizzy.

Shocked, Mu picked up his sword and slashed at the dazzling sea of bright red flowers!

With a bang, the sea of flowers suddenly turned into petals flying in the sky.

Countless bewitching and bright red flowers were cut into pieces, and cracks were revealed in the earth.

But just as Mu was relieved, those flowers flying in the sky flew lightly, and the flowers that had already died suddenly grew again.

And the flying petals swooped into the wood in the sky, and the sword could only kill for a while.

Wood doesn't know the consequences of getting touched by those petals, but it knows that it's definitely not a good thing!

The thin fluorescent guard on the body, the sword is condensed again!

This time it doesn't kill those weird flowers, it directly kills the world!

It saw that they had not escaped this evil spirit world at all!

Just running from one illusion to another!

Otherwise, how could the terrain of this world be so easily changed!

But after the sword fell, the sky faintly revealed a few scars, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This illusion is even stronger than the illusion of the previous layer!

"It's useless! I've been immersed in the spiritual realm all my life, and you can't break through my illusions. ”

"Mu, let go of your mind, let me dominate your body and dominate the entire demon clan!"

The old man's laughter loomed around, and Mu Jian looked around vigilantly, but he couldn't find the exact direction in which the sound came from!

"It's useless! This is my world! No matter how strong you are, you can't fight me here just with your spirit body! ”

"Wood! As long as you are willing to give me your body, I will promise you that I am willing to let those little demons go, how. ”

The old painter kept admonishing the wood in the void. I want to find the gap in the defense of the wood and attack it in one fell swoop.

But after going through so much, how could Mu still easily trust its demon words!

The sword turned again, and the wood suddenly slashed down three times in a row towards this land!

Smash everything here to pieces!

Even under this sudden attack, the whole world was in turmoil, as if it was about to reveal a collapsed crack!

This made the old painter shut up suddenly, and turned to concentrate on maintaining the world.

If it was the previous wood, it dared to guarantee that it would be able to make the wood relax and settle in its body in a few minutes!

But in the period of time it left it, it didn't know what Mu had gone through, and the leap in strength was so great!

Neidan's cultivation method is really good!

This body will definitely be more useful than the one it was!

His heart was very hot, urging the petals to continue to attack Xiangmu.

At the same time, there is some kind of exercise secretly running in the world.

As long as you give it enough time, no matter how strong the wood is, this strength is just making a wedding dress for it!

And!

At the moment of running a certain exercise, the corners of the painting elder's mouth suddenly hooked an arc, and the terrain of this world was suddenly reversed, and a group of little demons who had originally escaped suddenly appeared under the sword of the wood!

His complexion changed greatly, and he hurriedly turned his sword and split the river of magma on the side.

Wood's face became ugly, and the old man's laughter came from the void again.

"Why, as long as you're willing to let go of your mind, I'll let them go now."

"Otherwise, these little demons will die here because of your selfishness."

The laughter of the old man is spread in this world.

The little demons who were suddenly brought here looked frightened, didn't they obviously escape?

Why did you suddenly come back again!