Several sharp arrows tied to the fire charm shot into the sky and exploded around Youlan Mu, the scorching fire ball formed a circular fire belt around Youlan Mu, Youlan Mu looked at the fire ring around him suspiciously, and a strange feeling arose in his heart, whether he wanted to kill him or help him deal with the assassins.

Recalling that when the carriage was attacked by the fire charm before, his carriage was the one least affected by the explosion, and a somewhat absurd thought popped up in Youlan Mu's mind, this person who attacked himself with the fire charm wanted to use the fire charm to force out the assassin in the shadows.

Don't allow Youlan Mu to think too much, a bloody ragged man in black clashes out of the thick fire group, Youlan Mu's eyebrows are raised, and there is never one answer to the enemy's fist Youlan Mu, Youlan Mu leaned over and rushed towards the stumbling man in black, and a punch hit the assassin's back and heart, the action was clean and neat, without dragging mud and water, the assassin's chest bulged outward, and then fell down like a kite with a broken line.

"Slap, slap," a crisp applause suddenly sounded on a green tree below, Youlan Mu stared at it, there was a person hidden in the canopy, through the gap in the green leaves, Youlan Mu vaguely saw a bow-shaped curved bow, what made Youlan Mu's heart even more frowning was that judging from the other party's undisguised breath, this person was a strong man in the late stage of foundation building.

Youlan Mu's face was a little ugly, no wonder he didn't find the aura of the cultivator just now, one was two small realms higher than him, and the other was good at hiding the aura at this moment, unless he used the fire eye, otherwise under the other party's intention to hide, it was really difficult to find the other party just by searching with divine sense.

The man hiding in the tree did not make any move after forcing out the attacking assassin, which made Youlan Mu even more suspicious, and Youlan Mu slowly floated into the air on guard, and when he was level with the canopy, he finally saw the appearance of the person on the tree.

This is an old man with white hair, a high nose and a flat mouth, and long eyebrows. Although the other party has entered the age of sixties, Youlan Mu can still feel from the other party's eyebrows that the other party is definitely a handsome man who can charm countless girls when he is young.

"Thank you seniors for your help just now." Youlan Mu kept a certain distance from that person, and Youlan Mu didn't dare to be careless when it was difficult to know whether he was friend or foe, especially after seeing the dense arrows in the quiver behind the other party, he became even more vigilant, he knew that the arrow feathers represented a fire charm.

"Senior... Senior..."The old man in the canopy was stunned, muttered in his mouth, and showed a mournful look of remembrance in his eyes, this emotion only flashed in his eyes, and then the old man returned to his original appearance of seeing through the vicissitudes of life and being as safe as Mount Tai.

"You are really bold enough, so many people outside want you, you dare to walk on the avenue blatantly, are you afraid of a long life, Li Mu." The white-haired old man spoke plainly, but it was like thunder in Youlanmu's ears.

Youlan Mu immediately condensed the double lion fist, staring at the person in front of him with a solemn face, the other party was really aimed at him, but why did the other party know his name. Yulan Mu remembered that the bulletin only had a portrait of him, and a vague description of his possession of a white-blue fire.

The white-haired old man glanced at the double lion fist lightly, and said: "The lion looks very good, but it is vain, you are still too weak in the face of absolute strength, and the physical cultivation is not like you...", the white-haired old man suddenly rushed out of the canopy without saying a word, and rushed straight towards Youlan Mu, and the longbow in his hand was smashed down by him as a wooden stick.

Youlanmu, who had been on guard, immediately raised his arm to block, and the longbow smashed on Youlanmu's arm, Youlanmu suddenly felt that his arm sank, slightly tingling, and then only heard a "click" The iron tire longbow broke from it, Youlanmu was a little stunned, he actually blocked the attack of the old man in the late stage of foundation building so easily, Youlanmu was a little surprised that the other party's amazing attack was so useless.

Could it be that the opponent is good at long-range attacks, but not good at hand-to-hand combat? Just as Youlan Mu was about to fight back, suddenly Youlan Mu found that his body couldn't move, and began to fall stiffly downward, Youlan Mu's heart was shocked, and then he found that there was a faint white light coming out from the side of the arm that blocked the longbow just now, what the hell was going on, could it be the stinging pain just now.

"Don't bother it, this is the Fixing Needle, the top grade in the treasure, it's not something you can crack now, the person who is stabbed by it doesn't want to move, even the soul will be firmly nailed inside." The old man didn't hurry to hug the falling Youlan Mu and fell to the ground.

Treasure, Youlan Mu was shocked, the treasure weapon is not a spirit weapon that can be compared, the treasure can only be refined by the old monsters who have been promoted to the Jindan period, and the power contained in it is only under the artifact, and it is something that only the middle and upper level immortal cultivators will have.

Because the refining of treasures requires a lot of materials and time, generally a Jindan old monster will only refine one or two treasures for his own use in his life, or pass them on to future generations, so although there are treasures for sale on the market, they are all regarded as treasures in the town, and the price is not something that anyone can buy.

The person in front of him is obviously not in the Jindan stage, and there is even a treasure, which is really unexpected by Youlan Mu, and this needle-shaped treasure has a special appearance, and even its function is so weird. If it was replaced by something similar to a talisman, Youlan Mu would have already hooked the Northern Stygian Ice Flame and burned it directly, but now even his divine sense is like being anesthetic, which is really slaughtered by others.

The white-haired old man looked around, took out a red feather with a strong breath of fire, and fanned it on the ground, a large area of flames gushed out, instantly covering everything around, even the mortals with those injured and wailing did not let go, Youlan Mu's pupils shrank, and the flames flooded one of the carriages, and in the blink of an eye, there was nothing left on the ground except flying ashes.

Youlan Mu's expression gradually became cold, although there is an incomparably deep gap between mortals and cultivators, it does not mean that cultivators can kill people so casually.

The old man didn't even frown at this, as if he had just killed no one, and after sweeping away all traces, the old man picked up the motionless Youlan Mu and flew into the distance.

In the barren mountain, Youlan Mu was stripped of his shirt and placed flat on a flat rock like a puppet, his body was painted with strange patterns, from the top of his head to his arms, and then to his abdomen, every piece of skin was outlined by a white-haired old man with a small brush with complex symbols, I don't know what it means.

After the runes on Youlan Mu's body were drawn, the old man seemed to be unsatisfied with the fact that there was a super large magic circle around Youlan Mu, although Youlan Mu didn't know what the formation on it meant, but just by experiencing the majestic spiritual power fluctuations in the magic circle, Youlan Mu knew that this magic circle would definitely not be simple.

The white-haired old man was like a tireless ant, and it took three days and three nights to draw the entire circle on the rocks.

Moreover, the quality of the spirit stones placed in the surrounding magic circles is supreme, and Youlan Mu can hardly level them, and the spiritual power surging in the spirit stones is by no means comparable to the third- and fourth-grade spirit stones, or the fourth-grade spirit stones are really worthless stones in front of these spirit stones taken out by the old man.

Youlan Mu became more and more puzzled about the origin of this old man, killing people without blinking, not only treasures in his hands, but also a large number of precious spirit stones, this is not something that ordinary people can have, thinking of the other party's nouveau riche appearance when he used the fiery charm, Youlan Mu felt that the other party did not seem to be the master who was short of money, could it be that this old man grabbed him for the cultivation quota of the Hanging Pavilion.

After resting for a while, the old man stood at the eye of the magic circle, and as the old man silently recited a complex and mysterious spell in his mouth, the surface of the magic circle was fluorescent, and colorful rune phantoms floated up from the magic circle, and began to rotate around Youlan Mu with a certain pattern.

With the increase of runes from the magic circle, Youlan Mu was about to be dazzled by the colorful runes, and the spells recited in the old man's mouth became more and more complex and faster, and gradually these runes began to move rapidly, and finally formed nine small dragon-shaped phantoms in Youlan Mu's horrified gaze.

Although these three-clawed dragons were only condensed by runes, and their whiskers fluttering up and down were also small symbols, Youlan Mu still clearly felt an unruly aura rushing towards him, and the noble eyes above all beings seemed to be projected on Youlan Mu's body across the long river of time.

At this time, the old man happened to finish reciting all the spells, and a full nine divine dragons of different colors stared at Youlan Mu in the center of the magic circle, and Youlan Mu couldn't help but change his face under the power of the dragon.

This long spell seemed to drain all the old man's physical strength, the old man's forehead was sweaty, and the furrows on his face seemed to be a little deeper, but he didn't have time to rest, so he immediately took out several high-grade spirit stones of the same high quality that Youlan Mu didn't know and exchanged them into the magic circle, and the nine divine dragons got a new energy supply, and they shone with a little starlight on their bodies as if they had survived.

The old man regained his footing, his hands changed into complex handprints one after another, and then he slapped it violently on the magic circle, shouting: "Phantom Dragon Nine Ban,"

Nine divine dragons exuding the aura of different attributes roared in the sky at the same time, the sound of the shaking dragon groaning spread far away, and the terrifying beasts knelt in this direction to worship, and then the nine divine dragons broke through the shackles of the magic circle and suddenly put on the sky, and then fell from the sky at a faster speed, and one slammed into the major positions around Youlan Mu.

Youlan Mu suddenly struck a spirit, even if he was bound by the Concentration Needle, his body still trembled slightly under this violent impact, and the nine small dragons condensed by various attribute powers in his body kept wandering, leaving complex weird rune marks in the meridians.

The runes on the surface of Youlan Mu's body are also fluorescent at this time, which seems to be echoing the nine divine dragons in Youlan Mu's body, and the runes on the body surface are also beginning to wander and reconstruct, forming nine slender dragon-shaped patterns.