Mu Xuanwu lifted the rock high and threw it behind in one go, and after the water vapor and ice mist completely disappeared, Han Ning finally saw it clearly.

Mu Xuanwu's whole body was covered with dense black runes, and the black runes were like living insects, constantly walking on Mu Xuanwu's skin.

And the ice spike that Han Ning threw before didn't hit Mu Xuanwu at once, not because he missed it, but because the black runes on Mu Xuanwu's body condensed into tentacles.

broke away from Mu Xuanwu and caught the ice spike for Mu Xuanwu, and the tentacles transformed into runes used the ice spike to block the rock thorn that Han Ning threw later.

And the thousand-turn spear thrown by Han Ning was supposed to be under the effect of immortal power, constantly deepening in Mu Xuanwu's chest, exuding ice path immortal power in his body.

But at this moment, the black tentacle pulled out the thousand-turn spear on Mu Xuanwu's body, and bright red blood flowed out of the wound instantly, but soon black runes gathered up and blocked the wound.

At that time, Mu Xuanwu stretched out his big hands, and at this moment, his pair of arms had completely turned gray, if he wasn't still in the hallucination, Han Ning would have doubted that Mu Xuanwu was about to be distorted.

Mu Xuanwu used his gray palm to pinch the thousand-turn spear at once, and then the other hand also held the thousand-turn spear, and forcibly pinched the thousand-turn spear into an iron ball.

"Your gun is weird, but it's a pity it's not strong."

As he spoke, Mu Xuanwu threw aside the thousand-turn spear that had been pinched into an iron ball, and stopped paying attention.

Han Ning didn't feel distressed, after all, it was just an illusion, and when he came out of reality, the thousand-turn spear was still good, but it was just ......

What the hell is this Mu Xuanwu, the black runes swimming on Mu Xuanwu's skin made Han Ning think of Qiu Shui Dye, but Qiu Shui Dye was a remnant of the Demon God's curse and the Demon God.

The black tentacles on Mu Xuanwu's body are so weird, could it be that the remnants of the Demon God will coexist with Mu Xuanwu again?

Han Ning only felt that he had seen a lot of strange things after the calamity, if there was no calamity, he would still be looking for Guan Xing'er and Jinyun Chao to eat every day.

Instead of fighting this monster in front of you who doesn't know what it is.

Han Ning thought about it for a while, and was very sure that this was the remnant of the Demon God, and the Demon God of Wonder, Kusilkan, had really been dead for more than ten years, and he would not stop.

Han Ning had just had a fight before, and now he was fighting with Mu Xuanwu again, and Han Ning now had only one question in his heart.

How many remnants of the Demon God have been left behind in Kusilkan!

Mu Xuanwu ran to Han Ning violently, and he was covered in black runes, his speed and strength were a little stronger, and he punched out.

Han Ning flew directly in response, and was forced to fly five meters away before Han Ning landed and vomited out a mouthful of gastric juice.

Fortunately, the rock armor was strong enough, but this punch was also shocking enough for Han Ning.

Mu Xuanwu was very fast, and as soon as Han Ning got up, Mu Xuanwu had already come to him and kicked out.

Han Ning's eyes were quick, and he hit Mu Xuanwu in the stomach with a punch while dodging, but Mu Xuanwu's face was as usual, as if this punch had no effect.

"It's a little light."

With a bang, Han Ning was knocked away again, a crack appeared in the rock armor, Han Ning condensed the ice in the air, and after landing, he slid directly along the ice, and distanced himself from Mu Xuanwu.

Han Ning touched the rock armor and suddenly felt bad, and sure enough, the next moment, the rock armor shattered and turned into a pile of residue on the ground.

Han Ning also felt a pain in his ribs, it was estimated that they were broken, but fortunately, there was a life Dao Immortal Order, a faint green light arose from Han Ning's body, and the broken ribs suddenly recovered as before.

"Ahem, ahem!" Han Ning spat out the blood in his mouth, and found that the Pingli Spear in his hand did not know where it fell.

Just looking around, Mu Xuanwu appeared beside Han Ning again, the speed was too fast, Han Ning felt that it was teleportation.

Another punch, Han Ning hurriedly used the distorted illusion, a white light flashed, and Mu Xuanwu's punch obviously hit Han Ning solidly, but it had no effect.

Mu Xuanwu felt the white light again and grinned.

"Is this the godhead that the gods have abandoned to you?"

Then the next punch was struck, but the difference was that the runes on Mu Xuanwu's arm condensed into a black blade, and this punch came, and Han Ning didn't dare to carry it.

It was another distorted illusion, a white light flashed, and Mu Xuanwu's punch was useless, hitting Han Ning's body as if it had been hit into water, without the slightest effect.

Although Mu Xuanwu moved quickly, his movements were not as fast as he imagined, but he was already considered the top among ordinary martial artists.

It's just that at first, the teleportation-like movement speed caught Han Ning off guard, but now Han Ning reacted and directly dodged Mu Xuanwu and threw a third punch.

Then a punch is thrown, and at the same time, the distorted illusion is used, [Elimination]!

The moment he hit, Han Ning didn't look at it, and there would be no problem with distorting the illusion, so Han Ning hurriedly formed an ice layer under his feet, slid away quickly, and distanced himself from Mu Xuanwu.

Mu Xuanwu spit out a mouthful of blood, and this blood also contained black runes that were constantly swimming, falling to the ground, and the black rune culture was used as tentacles, and crawled back into Mu Xuanwu's body.

"You're disgusting."

Han Ning looked at this scene and complained.

Mu Xuanwu was hit by Han Ning's distorted illusion just now, the skin on his stomach had disappeared, and his internal organs had slipped out.

Seeing that the timing was just right, Han Ning commanded with his hand, and instantly emitted an ice mist, and then the ice spikes appeared, hitting Mu Xuanwu's exposed internal organs.

But even on those internal organs, there were black runes flowing, and the black runes on the internal organs condensed into tentacles, all of which caught Han Ning's ice spikes.

"You're disgusting!"

Han Ning had already picked up the Pingli Spear that had fallen to the side, and then looked at the thousand-turn spear that had been pinched into iron on the side.

It had already recovered somewhat, but the body of the gun was still twisted, Han Ning silently picked it up and used the distorted illusion to restore it.

Then the fingertips lit up with fire, and the thousand-turn spear suddenly turned into a fiery red, turning into a musket.

"It's a bit long...... Han Ning has always been accustomed to holding a short gun in one hand and a long spear in the other, or simply holding a long spear.

Using the distorted illusion again, Han Ning shortened the thousand-turn spear, and it felt a lot easier to pick it up.

Immediately afterwards, Han Ning attacked Mu Xuanwu, stabbing at the spear in his hand, Mu Xuanwu hurriedly got up, and he couldn't control the internal organs that he had already exposed.

Stretching out his hand to catch the gun, the black runes on his palm condensed, and he just wanted to turn into a tentacle and catch the gun.

But I could only hear a crisp sound of a bell, the sound of a bell under the head of the gun.

The black runes on Mu Xuanwu's body suddenly twitched when they heard the sound of the Pingli bell, and the black tentacles that had been condensed also dissipated.

[What's going on?] ］

I didn't have time to think, since Mu Xuanwu's black rune couldn't be used, then take advantage of people's illness and take people's lives.

The golden head of the Pingli spear pierced straight into Mu Xuanwu's palm, and then continued to go deeper, and in an instant, Mu Xuanwu's arm was pierced in half.

The blood couldn't stop flowing out, and Mu Xuanwu also kept wailing, just like before, there were still black runes in the blood flowing out of the palm that was cut in half.

But the spear of Pingli was moving, and the bell was also moving, and the crisp sound of the bell was still coming out, and the black runes seemed to be very afraid of this sound, and they trembled when they heard it.

The black runes dripping into the blood on the ground twitched for a while, and then began to emit white gas, completely disappearing.

The black runes on Mu Xuanwu's body also twitched, Mu Xuanwu's face became very red, his eyes were dripping with black liquid, and the sound of the bell made Mu Xuanwu also miserable.

Mu Xuanwu's arm, which was cut in half, was originally shaking on his shoulder, but the black rune on that arm burst violently.

The black rune immediately dissolved into the entire skin, and a thick, viscous black liquid flowed out from the huge wound that had cut the arm in half.

The black liquid stiffly glued Mu Xuanwu's severed arm back, and the Pingli spear in the hand bones was also squeezed out.

After gluing the two halves of his arm back, the black mucus began to evaporate, and when it completely evaporated and disappeared, Mu Xuanwu's arm also recovered as before.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Han Ning pulled away again and hid in the distance.

Thinking in his heart, it seems that the things on Mu Xuanwu's body are not remnants of the Demon God, after all, the bell sound of the Pingli Spear is only aimed at evil demons.

Although the remnants of Kusilkan's demon gods, in Han Ning's opinion, were no different from those evil demons, their essential composition was still different.

Therefore, the sound of the bell of the Gun of Peace, although it can attract the remnants of the Demon God, does not damage them.

Judging from Mu Xuanwu's performance, the sound of the bell of the Pingli Spear hurt him a lot, and it was definitely not the remnants of the Demon God.

Mu Xuanwu held his head and twitched on the ground, like a fish thrown ashore.

The black runes on his body condensed behind his back, instantly dyeing Mu Xuanwu's entire back black.

On the black skin of his back, four black tentacles more than three meters long were condensed, and on each tentacle, there were still dense barbs with sharp barbs.

Mu Xuanwu raised his head violently and let out a sharp roar, and the four tentacles behind him held him up.

At this moment, Mu Xuanwu is like a huge black spider, which makes people shudder to watch.

Mu Xuanwu's eyes had already turned pitch black, he stared at his own dark eyes, and the four tentacles on his back turned into limbs.

Rushing towards Han Ning, in a blink of an eye, Mu Xuanwu came to Han Ning, and a tentacle pierced Han Ning's chest.

Han Ning hurriedly dodged, the tentacles were so powerful that a big crater was blown out of the ground, and Han Ning hurriedly ran in the direction of the withered yellow grass.

Mu Xuanwu followed closely behind, and small black tentacles continued to gush out of his mouth, and black tears were dripping from his eyes.

Finally coming to the withered yellow grass, Han Ning knocked the ground, and the spear in his hand also stabbed towards the grass.

"Come out and help me!"