Chapter 51: If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname!

"What?"

Sang Muyuan was stunned for a moment, a little unclear, but then he reacted, and smiled, "Dao friendly means, under the pretense of Jiang Mu's name to ambush and kill me, you can not be involved afterwards, you have taken advantage of all the cheap things in this world, but unfortunately, you have the wrong idea!" ”

Before the words fell, a large array of heavenly fire smashed to the ground, the flames were raging, and the divine patterns changed, and then, only to hear the sound of Zheng Zheng Zheng continuously, a series of seventy-two flying swords flew out with clusters of flames.

Not only that, there was an extra fiery red banner in Nasang Muyuan's left hand, on which were painted strange runes and a mysterious portrait of the god of fire, and in his right hand was an antique bronze mirror, on which there was a hidden light.

At this time, Sang Muyuan took the bronze mirror and looked at Jiang Mu, and he felt that his divine thoughts had been forcibly weakened by about one percent, and even the whole world had become dull, as if it was covered by a layer of ash.

Followed by Sang Muyuan, he shook the fire god banner in his left hand, and said something in his mouth, "The four directions of the heavenly realm, the ninety-three of the Xuanhuo, there is a god living here, the red flame and black flame, burning my essence and blood, sacrificing my treasures, willing to borrow divine power, the enemy of Wu, urgent as the law!" ”

This is actually a borrowed supernatural power, I saw the fire god banner shaking, and a strange flame demon spirit jumped out, there were as many as eight, and the strength and aura of each flame demon spirit were all in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, especially with the help of the Heavenly Fire Array, there would be more gains.

Sang Muyuan is worthy of being in the late Yuan Infant period, and he is experienced, and he directly sacrifices various means, and he doesn't want to keep his hands at all.

But Jiang Mu didn't make any moves, as if he was watching a play.

Until the eight-headed flame demon spirit rushed over, until the flame flying swords roared in, until Sang Muyuan's divine thoughts spread out, and from all directions, up and down, left and right, firmly locked him.

Jiang Mu's divine thoughts were spread out unhurriedly at this moment, nothing earth-shattering, nothing fierce and fierce, just like towering mountains, like heavy earth, covering a radius of 3,000 zhang, naturally including Sang Muyuan, as well as all his means, whether it is the Heavenly Fire Array, the Flame Flying Sword, the Flame Demon Spirit, and even the ancient bronze mirror that can weaken the Divine Thought, under the cover of such a thick Divine Thought, it is like a child dancing with a knife and a gun, which is very ridiculous.

A sword flew in, without a sharp edge, without evil energy, but if the Nine Heavens Divine Sword, in just a moment, it extinguished Sang Muyuan's momentum and extinguished his heavenly fire, and the eight-headed flame demon spirit was cut into ashes before he even had time to scream.

Then, this door board flying sword hovered over Sang Muyuan's heavenly spirit cover, which was really like a coffin board.

"Tick! Tick! ”

Douda's cold sweat trickled down, Sang Muyuan's face was gray, his eyes were desperate, and he didn't even have the ambition to fight to the death.

He never expected that he would provoke an old monster who turned into a god.

"Do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

Jiang Mu still hung there with his sword in the air, as if he had done nothing, and even his voice was generally gentle.

"Senpai, Senpai! The younger generation has no eyes and has collided with the seniors, please see that the younger generations have not made a big mistake, and forgive the younger generations! ”

Sang Muyuan shouted, he wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, but the cold sword qi on his body made him dare not move.

"Didn't make a big mistake? Hehe, you flew with your sword, the aftermath of the sword qi swept hundreds of miles, and tens of millions of acres of crops that were about to ripen of three million mortal people were annihilated because of your ashes, and you still insulted my Floating Cloud Sect, isn't this a big mistake? Jiang Mu continued to speak, he actually did kill at the beginning, but in the end he chose another way.

"Seniors, juniors are reckless, juniors are willing to compensate 100,000 spirit stones, and at the same time, they will not step into Qin Ge County in this life, if they violate this oath, they will not die well!"

Sang Muyuan hurriedly said, he was already thinking in his heart, what is the origin of this mysterious god transformation predecessor with this sect? It's so easy to talk.

"Your life is worth 100,000 spirit stones?"

"No, 200,000 spirit stones, the disciple sincerely admits his mistake."

Jiang Mu was silent.

"500,000 spirit stones, please be kind to your seniors, and your disciples can only get these, your predecessors are gracious!" Sang Muyuan was desperate, even if he was in the late Yuan Infant stage, he could be regarded as a top five elder in the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect, but 500,000 spirit stones were really enough for him to break his muscles and bones.

Especially in the recent period, the number of spirit stones circulating in the market has become less and less, otherwise he would not have listened to the slander of that slut and came to blackmail this damn Floating Cloud Sect.

"Good, then 500,000 spirit stones, allow you to offset with other items, remember, when you go out in the future, don't be too ostentatious, although mortals have low strength, they are not ants, immortal cultivators should ask the immortals well, what is it to run to the mortals to show off their might."

Jiang Mu finally nodded, he thought this was very good, although he could kill this Sang Muyuan with one sword, but he had never been good at looting loot, and if he went to the black market to sell it, not to mention the hard work, he might not be able to have this value.

In addition, at this time, it is still necessary to keep a low profile, and the Ten Thousand Souls Sect is also a large sect with a god and old monster in charge, so there is no need to cause more trouble.

Sure enough, there were only 50,000 spirit stones carried by Sang Muyuan, but there were a lot of various elixirs, spirit jades, spirit runes, and more than a dozen quite precious thousand-year-old elixirs, but even so, Jiang Mu still wanted the bronze mirror magic weapon that could weaken the other party's divine thoughts.

Overall, he was satisfied.

In the end, he also told Sang Muyuan very sincerely.

"Go, you can still come to Qin Ge County in the future, in addition, the old man will not change his name, he will not change his surname, Jiang Mu, the head of the Fuyun Sect, is me, if you have any dissatisfaction, just come to me."

"The seniors laughed, the juniors will never dare to make a mistake, the juniors will say goodbye, go back to the mountain to retreat immediately, and never dare to disturb mortals again."

Sang Muyuan was about to cry, what a bullshit Jiang Mu, whoever believes it is stupid!

This time, he didn't dare to fly with a sword again, so he changed into a flying magic weapon very cleverly, and went away in a low-key and eager manner.

Isn't that very good?

Jiang Mu smiled slightly, turned his head and changed into a flying magic weapon, and walked slowly in the direction of the Floating Cloud Sect, passing through the Yunhu Plain along the way, looking at the patches of farmland without harvesting, and watching hundreds of people trembling and numb, they had long been used to it.

Even many mortals have begun to dig up wild vegetables and scrape the bark of trees.

However, to Jiang Mu's relief, those of his disciples had already sent people to appease mortals, although only in a symbolic sense.

Soon, Jiang Mu fell in the messy Yunhu City, the atmosphere here was a little dignified, many low-level cultivators who were begging for a life here had sad faces, sighed, and people kept leaving, the threat of a late-stage immortal cultivator, that was not a joke, how could they, the low-level cultivators who were better than ants, be qualified to intervene? So it's better to leave as soon as possible to avoid being affected by the pond fish.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Mu was not in a hurry to show up, and while watching how his disciples would deal with it, he was also waiting for the big waves to see if anyone was willing to stay.

It's really just a small scene.

Fortunately, his disciples did not disappoint him, and quickly maintained order, with high morale, and swore to live and die with the Floating Cloud Sect.

Even some low-level casual cultivators also spoke up at this time and were willing to join the Floating Cloud Sect as an outer door protector.

There is also a small surprise that the Floating Cloud Sect has finally begun to replace the Mountain Protection Array, and it seems that in the past few months, the income of Fang City has been very good.

After observing for a few hours, Jiang Mu was quite satisfied, and just as he was about to enter the Mountain Gate of the Floating Cloud Sect and appear in his true form, a piece of news suddenly came, instantly bursting the entire Yunhufang City.

"Donghu Villa was destroyed, and the owner of the village, Gong Xiaoxiao, died in battle!"

"Murderer Wanling Sect Sang Muyuan!"

"The reason is that he made up a lie about the spiritual stone vein, disturbed the peace of the immortal cultivation realm, and harassed mortals, and his crime should be punished! Confiscate all the property and use it to make up for the disaster-stricken mortals! ”