Mu Lingyun left the cursed mire, and then stepped on the floating boat and flew towards the direction where his cave was located.

When I walked to a dense forest, I suddenly thundered and exploded, and then fell into a white mist.

This mist could isolate the detection of divine sense, Mu Lingyun landed on the ground, hid behind a giant tree, and opened the Yin Yang Law Eye to snoop.

Finding that there was nothing around, after he observed the time of a cup of tea, a black figure, like an eagle, rose and fell on the canopy above the woods, fast as a ghost.

If he didn't have the Yin and Yang Dharma, he would definitely not be able to detect it.

As this figure approached, Mu Lingyun gradually saw the other party's face clearly, it was an old man with dry skin like old bark.

Dressed in a wide robe, with two wings on his back that exuded mana fluctuations, his flapping frequency was surprisingly fast, about a hundred times per breath.

No wonder the old man glided so fast in the mountains and forests, it turned out to be with the help of these wings.

This person has set up a formation here to deal with himself, and he will definitely not let him go easily, and a bloody fight is inevitable.

The old man flew to the giant tree that Mu Lingyun was leaning on, and slid down the huge tree, as light as a feather, without making a sound.

If it were an ordinary disciple, it would definitely be impossible to escape death.

But Mu Lingyun used the Yin and Yang Method, but he saw all this clearly.

Mu Lingyun pretended not to know, and the shield was not opened, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the other party.

However, he was silently using his mana, condensed in the palm of his hand, ready to launch the most aggressive hellfire to inflict heavy damage on the opponent.

Five zhang, four zhang, three zhang, two zhang, Mu Lingyun suddenly raised his head and looked up at the top of the tree, his palm slapped out to the sky, and a spinning fire dragon rose into the sky.

The old man's face changed in fright, and at such a close distance, there was no time to dodge.

Fortunately, the wings behind it instantly increased the vibration frequency to thousands of times per breath, a full tenfold increase.

The old man turned into a black shadow and moved out horizontally, as fast as thunder and lightning, and there was no suspense in the slightest blow, but it was actually dodged by the old man.

Mu Lingyun became even more jealous of the old man's pair of wings, the shield was opened, and the Qingtan Sword manifested and was clenched in his hand.

The old man was really scared out of a cold sweat, if it weren't for these wings, he would probably have been burned into a charred corpse at this time.

"Who are you, and why are you attacking me in ambush times?" Mu Lingyun pointed at the old man with the Qingtan Sword and asked.

"This little brother, did you take something that you shouldn't take, hand over that thing, and the old man will let you go immediately." The old man threatened.

"Forgive the little brother for being stupid, I don't know what this senior brother knows?" Mu Lingyun said with his head in the air.

"Little brother is so forgetful, you took the painting of Long Aoshi, don't think that the old man didn't see it, hand it over quickly, don't challenge the old man's patience." The old man threatened.

"If it weren't for the fact that this old man also has divine eyes, he can see through the misty miasma that Long Aoshi arranged on the competition platform." Mu Lingyun guessed in his heart.

If it weren't, how could he have found out what he was doing.

The old man smiled gloomily, and with a wave of his big hand, he burst out with silver needles all over the sky.

The corners of Mu Lingyun's eyes twitched, without relying on talismans, he could casually cast such a large-scale and long-distance group attack type spell, and his cultivation was at least in the late stage of Qi Condensation, or even the Great Consummation of Qi Condensation.

Mu Lingyun performed more than a dozen earthen wall techniques in a row before he blocked most of the silver needles.

The remaining silver needles were crushed by him with a ring of resistance fire and bursting flames.

Blocking this wave of attacks consumed thirty percent of his mana, and the other party just waved his hand, at most one percent of it was consumed, this is the gap, and it is very obvious.

The old man was a little shocked, his trick of the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle to deal with the disciples in the middle stage of condensation, he was invincible, and he had not been able to survive Yihe in his hands.

On the other hand, although Mu Lingyun took this attack hard, he was unscathed.

"No wonder you can defeat Long Aoshi, it turns out that there are really two brushes, but you fall into the hands of the old man today, there is absolutely no chance of survival, if you hand over all the treasures on your body, and then commit suicide by my side, I will keep your heart and leave you a whole corpse." The old man said coercively.

"Do you think you can really keep the next little money?" Mu Lingyun said arrogantly.

"That painting has the soul of Long Aoshi, you didn't refine it so quickly, except for that painting, your white ape spirit pet still has some combat power."

"But trying to escape in front of the old man with this is tantamount to a fool's dream." The old man said viciously.

After the old man finished speaking, he slapped his big hand, and a palm print the size of a house, exuding a silver-white light, roared and made a huge noise.

But all the giant trees that were touched by it fell and broke one after another, and the power was unmatched for a while.

With such a powerful attack, Mu Lingyun had no way to crack it at all.

He harnessed the floating boat, burned mana for blessing, and turned into a streamer.

The palm print struck the floating boat under his feet, and with a click, the boat shattered.

Mu Lingyun fell from a high altitude, landed on a giant tree, floated to the ground, slapped several divine talismans on his body, turned into a blue light, and rushed away in the woods.

The old man stepped on the floating boat, chased after him, and took big handprints from time to time, and the trees along the way turned into fragments, leaving behind the stumps and leaves along the way.

A beastly wail sounded in the woods ahead, it was a group of disciples of Huang Yang Peak who were chasing and killing a demon beast.

The Lingxia on the head of this demon beast is the color of crimson, that is, a third-order eighty-year-old demon beast.

When Mu Lingyun rushed into the group of people, the demon beast suddenly fell in front of him, dead.

It was a mammoth that was much taller than the house, and the Qingtan Sword in Mu Lingyun's hand was scorching with scorching flames, and it stirred towards the mammoth's abdomen, and a demon core as big as a baby's head flew out and was caught in his hand.

"Dare to rob our Huang Yangfeng's things, I'm really tired of it, put down the demon core quickly, otherwise you will die without a place to be buried." A Huang Yangfeng disciple shouted.

"Don't force me, or I'll devour this demon core immediately." Mu Lingyun held the demon core and coerced.

"I know him, he and those people are in the same group, that is, he and his companions killed Senior Brother Liao and Senior Brother Qu in Xiangxieling, and took away Biqinghua." The hairy-faced man pointed at Mu Lingyun and scolded.

"Bastard, I actually killed Senior Brother Liao and Senior Brother Qu, and everyone worked together to chop this kid into meat puree." A pockmarked man said angrily.

"Senior Brother Pang Yu of Chiyu Peak is here, I don't know what is important." A loud sound came from the canopy.

Mu Lingyun looked up and found that there was a yellow-robed man in the wind of a jade tree standing on top of the canopy, holding a folding fan, majestic, looking at the old man who came in a hurry with a spring breeze on his face.

"It turned out to be Huang Yangfeng's senior brother Peng Tai, who has admired his name for a long time, and I can meet him here today, little brother, I am really fortunate in my third life!" Pang Yu condescended to be noble and said some flattering words.

"I can't listen to those words that are right or not, what does Senior Brother Pang mean here, please make it clear." Peng Tai said impatiently.

"I want that kid, he stole my stuff, it's just disgusting." Pang Yu gritted his teeth and said.