After that, Buzhong also sent news that there was an artifact in the miracle, and he was going to fight for it, wanting to get the treasure.

Mu Qing wanted to remind him, but it was too late, and the day after the news came out, he entered with a few friends from the rivers and lakes.

In the first few days, Zi Donglai was still able to gain insight into the situation inside, and even invited the treasures of the sect to watch, but later, divine power emerged, interfering with the present world.

He was helpless and found Mu Qing again, hoping that he could bring Buzhong back safe and sound.

"Okay." Mu Qing nodded in agreement, indicating that he needed a master to follow.

Zi Donglai immediately understood what Mu Qing meant, and in just half an hour, dozens of sect elders gathered at the foot of Zhushan Mountain to wait for the dispatch.

The elders' faces were strange, and they didn't dare to greet some familiar people when they saw them, after all, if they were outside, the slightest irregularity would cause great trouble.

Someone secretly muttered, "It feels weird." ”

This group of people has little intersection with each other, but those who are interested find that they seem to maintain more or less trading relationships with the outside sects.

The scheming reaction came and concluded that this was the game set up by Mu Qing and Bu, and he was about to retreat immediately, but in the next second, a powerful force roared out.

The foot of Zhushan Mountain was suddenly shrouded in a torrential rain of swords, and the Ten Thousand Swords Secret Book was powerful, casting ten thousand swords to return to the sect, turning into a sword qi fence, blocking everyone who was leaving.

The old man's eyes were cloudy, and he turned around suddenly, and saw Mu Qing walking slowly from the bluestone steps with a smile.

"What does Elder Mu mean by this?" The man questioned, quite dissatisfied, and secretly looked at his own people, wanting to withdraw from this operation.

But Mu Qing didn't think so, spread his hand, and said with a smile: "The Son of God is in trouble, we should do our best to rescue him, how can I still flee before fighting?" ”

There was deep meaning in their eyes, scanning everyone, but a few dared to look at Mu Qing, most of them lowered their heads weakly and did not speak.

"Buzhong Shenzi's strength is not good, and he rashly broke into the miracle, he should bear the consequences, we are the mainstay of the sect, we must think about the future of the sect, how can I die in vain!"

Most of them have already reacted, and now they are standing here in groups, all secretly working for other sects.

And Zi Donglai and Mu Qing did this, which obviously meant that they were going to kill everyone in the miracle, preparing to reshape the devastated martial arts sect.

Bang Bang Bang!

Mu Qing laughed and applauded, and looked at them with a sneer: "What a good one to work for the sect." ”

Whew!

Then, Mu Qing's figure moved, like a ghost, and quickly disappeared in place, and several afterimages flashed around him. Then, with a bang, the dull sound of a thunderous explosion spread rapidly.

With the heat wave, it is coming

Before anyone else could react, a bloody arm was bathed in sunlight, and the beating heart was particularly dazzling.

"Ugh!" The elder who was plucked out of his heart looked stunned, and looked down to see that his heart was right in front of him.

His qi was not cut off, and he exhaled a breath of depressed breath, as if returning to the light, and shouted angrily: "Mu Qing! Why are you doing that? ”

"The order of the sect master, if you don't cooperate, you will be killed!"

In just one sentence, there was endless killing intent, and then, Mu Qing's right hand suddenly clenched, and with a bang, his heart exploded, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The elder's corpse fell to the ground with a bang, the light in his eyes quickly dissipated, and his face was full of ashes, with reluctance and anger.

Mu Qing took a deep breath, turned to look at the others, reached out and took out a handkerchief from the chest of one of them, and wiped his right hand: "There is no option to quit now, either die or follow me." ”

He restrained his qi, and everywhere his eyes passed, he was full of fear of himself.

Grunt! I don't know who swallowed the spit.

The man looked at the corpse on the ground, incredulous, and said in horror: "Qipin Danying, just like this? ”

He was from the same place as the dead elder, and he knew his strength very well, but he didn't expect that the person who had achieved the Seven Pins Dan Infant for many years would be broken to death like a chicken.

"It's really stronger than it was at the beginning."

A strong fear rose in everyone's hearts, but now, no one dared to turn around and run away immediately.

They suddenly sensed that there were several terrifying auras lurking, and among them was Zi Donglai, who was also secretly peeping!

This bureau wants to kill half of the traitors in the management of the sect!

After killing chickens and setting an example, Mu Qing set off with the rest of the people, and as soon as he arrived at the gate of the sect, Zi Donglai and his henchmen appeared one after another.

He bluntly said that he was here to see you off, after all, the matter was important, and at the same time he was full of guilt, saying that if he was not the sect master, he would definitely accompany him.

Zi Donglai's acting skills are a little exaggerated, and others say, if you really want to go, wouldn't you go early? Why bother pulling us?

There are still people with strange faces, is it too late to submit at this time?

The miracle was too dangerous, and they got the news from various channels, and there were countless mechanisms inside, and the spurting divine power could shock the Dan Infant Monk to death.

Although the current battle is indeed not small, compared to the danger inside the miracle, even if it comes ten times more, it is estimated that it will be the life of the burial.

"You are the sect, for the gods, do your best." Zi Donglai stepped back and said in a high-pitched voice, and at the same time asked people to take out the wine that had already been prepared: "Today's elders, would you like to advance and retreat with me Zi Donglai!?" ”

His voice was not loud, but it was in everyone's ears.

Bowls of wine were sent out one after another, except for Mu Qing, everyone's faces were ugly as if they had eaten stool.

What are you going to do, you're going to block our way of life...... A certain elder wanted to cry without tears in his heart, and suddenly envied his old friend.

That guy retreats at every turn, not to mention other sects, even the martial arts sect has little contact, and he will never go out unless it is really a big disaster of life and death.

Suddenly, I missed the days of concentrating on cultivation.

"Drink, this is the sect master pouring the wine himself, don't you give face?" Mu Qing looked at them, then drank them all, waited for a while, and patted his chest: "Don't worry, it's not poisonous." ”

Not toxic? Your bowl isn't poisonous, right?

The others were embarrassed and eager to give him two slaps to relieve their anger.

Mu Qing and Zi Donglai on the opposite side smiled too weirdly, and raised their hands from time to time, signaling them to drink quickly, and said in their mouths, are you not giving face to the sect master?

After all-round oppression, someone finally couldn't help it, and said with a wry smile: "The sect master is really a corporal Lixian,"

Then, he took a sip.

The others still didn't move, and even he himself closed his eyes and waited for death, but after more than ten seconds, everything was as usual, which made the man feel relieved.

He felt that he had seen Hades start beckoning, it was too terrifying.

Seeing that it was indeed not poisonous, the other elders began to move their mouths, and after drinking it dry one after another, Zi Donglai showed joy on his face and said, "I hope you are triumphant." ”

"Don't worry, we will." Mu Qing smiled heartlessly, rushed out first, and went straight to the direction of the miracle.