Xu Mochen rested for one night, and the next day, he returned to normal.

This time, there is no national fortune, and it is completely relying on its own strength.

Si Tingxuan's realm is higher than his own, and what is even more troublesome is that he is the "Heavenly Dao Law" here, and he can't be stabbed to death at present.

Xu Mochen pondered that he might need new means.

While he was thinking, a group of people came on horseback in the distance.

He could see clearly that it was Shu Wuyin, followed by Jing Yu and other strangers.

As soon as his mind turned, Xu Mochen immediately thought that there must be a special way of perceiving connections between strangers.

Shu Wuyin should have discovered that those aliens who were captured were in the hands of the Liuzang Sect.

It's just that...... Xu Mochen didn't think that Shu Wuyin and a few people would be able to deal with Si Tingxuan.

But things have already caught up, and he can't let Shu Wuyin get into danger.

The group was very fast, and after entering the city, they followed the road to the temple on the mountain peak.

Xu Mochen had no choice but to follow all the way.

Fortunately, after yesterday's battle, he estimated that it would take time for Si Tingxuan to fully recover.

It seems that Si Tingxuan's biggest secret should be in the nine-story pagoda.

Xu Mochen followed silently, watching Shu Wuyin and the others enter the temple, and when he followed, several people were gone.

When he came to the backyard and saw several monks who had been knocked to the ground, he couldn't help frowning.

Shu Wuyin's personality and temper are still as straightforward as ever.

He walked forward to the front of the small temple behind, and the huge incense burner was still there, but all the incense that had been burned in it had been extinguished.

The divine consciousness swept over, and the hidden place contained in it disappeared without a trace.

If you look at it this way...... Xu Mochen set his gaze on the closed door.

Could it be that Shu Wuyin and the others have already gone in?

But how he felt it, it seemed that something was wrong.

With his current realm level, there was no problem at all in tracking Shu Wuyin.

Who knew that in the blink of an eye, people were gone.

Lanzhou, a ghost place, is full of weirdness.

Xu Mochen strolled to the gate, looking at the rivets on it, a trace of uneasiness rose in his heart.

After holding his breath and adjusting his condition, he pushed the door open.

"Squeak" The door opened, and a turbid gas gushed out, and it seemed that it had not been opened for a long time.

Xu Mochen waited for the aura to dissipate, activated the mud pill, the Jianggong divine power, and the divine consciousness expanded, and then stepped in.

The moment he walked through the door, he only felt that his eyes were flickering.

The distorted ripples dispersed, and the scene became clearer.

It is a small side hall, and in the center of the side hall, there is a Buddha statue that is not too high.

Due to the age, the body of the Buddha statue has been tattered, and the paint color has long faded, revealing pieces of mud.

In front of the Buddha statue, there is only one futon, and other than that, the whole room is empty.

What does that mean?

Xu Mochen stood dumbfounded, he looked at the futon, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

No, he is an emperor, not a monk, how can he inexplicably feel like he has seen a futon.

Puzzled, he stepped forward to the Buddha statue and stared at it closely.

Something seemed to be stuck in his mind, and he felt dizzy.

When he was in his trance, the Buddha statue made a crisp "click" sound, and cracks opened on his face.

This is...... Xu Mochen suddenly felt that there was an extreme coercion behind him.

His body's reaction was even quicker, and he immediately retreated, and at the same time shot out with a backhand thunderbolt.

"Smack!" Lei Bo hit a black shadow, and the black shadow turned over, but it was unharmed and rushed again.

"Who?" Xu Mochen raised the light sword, ready to go, and the six swastikas looked over, and it was also a black human form.

this

The black shadow didn't speak, and struck out with both palms, causing a whirlwind.

The side hall is not large, and the figures of the two are staggered, and the ground is shattered everywhere they go, raising bursts of dust.

Xu Mochen didn't go all out, this black shadow was not like an immortal cultivator, closer to the ancient martial arts, but much stronger than the ancient martial artists.

The other party didn't exert any magical powers, but the power of his fist palm was amazing, even if it was Xu Mochen in the early stage of the Jindan Realm, he was hit by one or two blows, and his Qizang Divine Mansion was also rippling.

Soon, dozens of moves passed between the two.

Xu Mochen became more and more suspicious, and he couldn't help but ask, "Miss Shu?"

This black shadow, every move is like Shu Wuyin.

But Xu Mochen knew that Shu Wuyin would not attack him for no reason.

What the hell is going on.

There were distracting thoughts, and the shot was naturally slow, Xu Mochen didn't pay attention, he was hit two punches in a row, he flipped several heels, and retreated to open the distance.

The black shadow pounced on him, in a posture of death and death.

At this time, after hesitating any longer, Xu Mochen felt that he was worried about his life, and with a flip of the light sword in his hand, the sword intent of Biluo Liuyun condensed and formed, intending to block the black shadow.

How do you know that the black shadow is not afraid at all, facing the sword intent as if entering a no-man's land, his hands pulled left and right, tearing the condensed sword intent, and rushed straight towards Xu Mochen.

"You ......" If he was still suspicious, now Xu Mochen can be sure that this black shadow should be Shu Wuyin.

But how could Shu Wuyin become like this.

Could it be Si Tingxuan's means?

Realizing this, Xu Mochen launched a counterattack, and his long sword burst open, thinking about suppressing the black shadow.

Unexpectedly, the black shadow rushed straight at him, without the slightest intention of dodging the long sword.

Hearing a dull sound of "poof-" only, Xu Mo's long sword pierced through the black shadow, and the five fingers of the black shadow's right hand were inserted into Xu Mochen's chest.

The figures of both sides froze instantly.

"Immortal ......," a familiar voice sounded.

In an instant, Xu Mochen only felt a flower in front of him, and the black shadow gradually became clear, who was it not Shu Wuyin!

"You ......"

"You ......"

And Shu Wuyin also saw clearly that the object of his attack was actually Xu Mochen.

The two stopped at the same time, but it was too late.

Xu Mochen didn't care, after all, he was an immortal cultivator, and the blow was not very serious.

Shu Wuyin's side, as the long sword was pulled out, a line of blood rose in her chest, and she took a few steps back, retreated to the Buddha statue, and fell.

Xu Mochen's figure flickered, and while Shu Wuyin had not yet fallen, he caught her steadily.

"Miss Shu," Xu Mochen, who had always been calm, rarely panicked, he held down the sword wound on his chest, and the power of Dao Yuan continued to be injected, "Didn't you say that you are invulnerable, invulnerable?"

How did he stab himself half to death with a sword.

Shu Wuyin's face was pale, she looked at Xu Mochen, revealing a clear expression: "Xu Mochen, I didn't expect it...... You've just been fighting against you......

yes, I was invincible, how could I get hurt?"

Xu Mochen wanted to stop the flow of blood, but unfortunately, after the Dao Source power was injected, he could feel that it didn't work at all.

Shu Wuyin's special inhuman physique is able to cancel out the power of any immortal cultivator.

"Yes," she coughed, mouthful of blood spitting out, "I see.

Back then, Master said to me that there is only one person in this world who can hurt me and kill me, but I didn't expect this person to be you."

Except for Xu Mochen, she couldn't stab anyone.

"Don't speak." Xu Mochen immediately took out a pill of Immortal Yuan Pill and put it on the wound, but it was still useless.

When the Immortal Yuan Pill met Shu Wuyin's blood, it quickly melted like an ice cube and disappeared without a trace.

"Xu Mochen," Shu Wuyin leaned into his arms, "we kill each other...... Did you hit the formation?"

By this time, Xu Mo

Chen didn't have the heart to care about any formation, he only felt that Shu Wuyin in his arms, accompanied by a slight trembling, his body gradually became cold.

He didn't expect that he would be able to hurt Shu Wuyin.

Where the two of them were sitting, a pool of blood flowed.

There is no way, Xu Mochen's immortal fate system, the nine aperture supernatural powers, the power of the Dao source, and all the means have no way to treat Shu Wuyin.

In this life, did I kill her again?

I don't know why, this sentence flashed in Xu Mochen's mind.

In an instant, he remembered the memory of his fragment of his first life.

His wife, who died under his sword, said, "Xianggong, there is only one person in this world who can kill a concubine."

So, he killed half of his fate.

Then, in this life, will it be repeated?

Xu Mochen thought about shouting, and he hugged Shu Wuyin tightly, who was smiling.

Blood, finally meandered to the side of the futon, looking at the little bit of red futon, Xu Mochen's mind suddenly burst into a ball of light!