Chu Mu raised his hand, and the Ming Hong Knife, which was still suspended in the air due to the loss of his opponent, seemed to be summoned, and the blade flowed and flew down.

In the next second, the Ming Hong knife was already in Chu Mu's hand.

At this moment, Zhao Tang, who rushed at great speed, also stopped abruptly.

His face turned blue and white for a while, and in the end, he barely squeezed out a smile: "Fellow Daoist, how about this matter be stopped." ”

"One more enemy is better than one more friend, today's matter, Zhao promises to ......"

"Heh......"

"If I don't kill you, Chu will be uneasy."

Chu Mu chuckled, his tone was very flat and firm.

"Fellow Daoist, do you really want to fight to the death?"

Zhao Tang's face was solemn and he asked.

Chu Mu was speechless, and in his soul, the sword of the soul that had been calm for a long time seemed to be integrated with the Minghong knife in his hand at this moment.

Fantasy and reality, after a few years, are intertwined again.

Chu Mu didn't have the heart to fight, he built a foundation, and the ghost knew how many means there were.

Now that the trouble has been solved, a quick solution is the king.

Immediately, the blade was raised.

In the next second, the blade fell.

"........."

Zhao Tang's face was gloomy, and then, as if he had noticed something, his face changed greatly!

"Humph......"

Zhao Tang snorted, as if he had been severely injured, his seven orifices were bleeding, like a spring, he staggered, roared in pain, and fell directly to the ground.

Chu Mu also snorted, and his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears were all oozing traces of blood at this moment.

The feeling of a splitting headache also came again.

"Soul defense?"

Chu Mu gritted his teeth and held the Ming Hong knife tightly.

Zhao Tang is not dead!

With that slash just now, he obviously felt that there was some kind of obstacle.

Although the obstacle was finally broken, this knife was not fatal!

"Die!"

Chu Mu gritted his teeth and drank lowly, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he rushed out, and the blade was already raised high again!

Boom!

It was another symphony of gold and iron, but this time, Zhao Tang did not manipulate the magic weapon with his divine sense, but held the shield high with his hands.

Chu Mu was crazy, slashing one after another!

The shield was unscathed, but under this terrifying force, Zhao Tang, who held the shield high, was directly smashed into the ground by such a terrifying force.

"You can't kill me, my dad is, my dad is ......"

Zhao Tang's eyes were full of horror and shouted in despair!

"Your dad is me!"

Chu Mu grinned, and under the bloody infection, this smile was unprecedentedly terrifying.

He raised his hand and grabbed the shield magic weapon that Zhao Tang relied on, and under the severe damage to his soul, Zhao Tang only relied on his physical strength to manipulate the magic weapon.

Although he is also physically strong, and his soul is also wounded, he ...... His cultivation is not weak!

The shield was lifted, and Chu Mu grabbed Zhao Tang's scattered hair, and pulled it violently, even tearing off a piece of the scalp.

Bloody, Zhao Tang's face was already full of horror and despair, he grabbed a talisman seal tightly, wanting to fight back and escape.

Chu Mu wanted to swing the knife and cut it, but when the blade waved, he suddenly raised his foot, and he stepped on it directly.

The brain melon exploded, and the red and white things splashed all over the ground.

Chu Mu raised his hand and grabbed it, and a fleeing black shadow was held in his hand.

"Leave me alone, let me go......"

In the dark shadows, people's faces flickered, and the intermittent sounds of begging for mercy could also be heard clearly.

Chu Mu turned a blind eye, and under the explosive pain in his mind, what he brought was an increasingly hideous face.

He endured the pain, his fingertips moved lightly, and a flash of fire appeared on his fingertips.

In the next second, in the midst of the burning fire, the wails of despair seemed to become more and more poignant.

Lasting only a few breaths, it is ...... Out of one's wits!

Immediately, Chu Mu moved around with this mess, packed up the spoils, and after just a few breaths, he disappeared into the mountain forest.

Just a moment after Chu Mu left, several men dressed in the robes of the Immortal Sect had already arrived at this messy place.

Bloody, pitted, but lifeless.

How the next thing will evolve is no longer something that Chu Mu will consider.

He didn't stop for the slightest, and ran desperately in this mountain forest.

It wasn't until the early morning of the next day, that it was already quite a long distance away from the Jade Emperor Valley, and it had long been far away from the Jade Emperor Valley's sphere of influence, so Chu Mu slowed down slightly.

"It should be ...... in Luofu County"

Chu Mu looked around at the surrounding scenery, recalling the map he had prepared when he was in the world, and judging the current location.

The East Lake is vast, from the Qinghe River down, and the surrounding counties are basically more or less adjacent to the East Lake.

And this Luofu County is named after Luofu Mountain.

Towering mountains, adjacent to East Lake.

Looking at the East Lake, it is like a majestic mountain suspended on the surface of the lake, so it has the name of Luofu.

According to his inquiries in the immortal cultivation world, Luofu County belongs to the sphere of influence of the Xie family in Donghu.

It should be said that this radius is thousands of miles, except for a few families related to the Xie family, as well as the Li family in Nanshan.

Basically, they all belong to the sphere of influence of the Donghu Xie family.

This so-called sphere of influence, in the sense of nature and secular tradition, is very different.

The sphere of influence of the Immortal Cultivation Realm is based on spiritual veins and resources.

With the spiritual vein as the core, build the city of Chifang, and then control all the surrounding worldliness, or cultivate the spiritual resources of the immortal world.

As for secular towns and cities, the population, for the immortal cultivation world, the meaning is basically equivalent to nothing.

Chu Mu rubbed his head, and the tingling pain undoubtedly proved that the soul had been injured.

He has no regrets, life is in the world, and seeking is a clear thought.

He was cautious in order to cultivate with peace of mind, and he did not want to make extraneous branches.

But if someone knocks on the door, if you still compromise.

That's not prudence, it's stupidity!

The only pity is that because of the fear of the foundation building powerhouse behind Zhao Tang, he didn't dare to leave Zhao Tang's soul.

Otherwise, how can you squeeze out something useful.

Moreover, he died like this, and it was really too cheap for him.

With his thoughts flowing, Chu Mu looked at the secular city on the plain below the mountain.

Judging from the map in memory, it is not surprising that this city should be the city of Luofu County.

Feeling the tingling sensation in his mind, Chu Mu pondered for a moment, his body changed, turning into an ordinary person, looking around, Chu Mu's eyes couldn't help but feel a little more worried.

The identity has been completely exposed, and it is inevitable that he has killed several disciples of the Immortal Sect and is wanted, and he is worried about Zhao Tang's father.

Himself, without much concern.

After several black markets, thousands of spirit stones were spilled.

He has no shortage of cultivation resources, even if he returned to Yuning Town before, without this kind of thing, he must be dormant for a period of time, turning the harvest into knowledge and cultivation.

The only thing to worry about is Xu Yuan.

Although he had given him a lot of spirit stone pills, magic weapons and talismans, he had also given him some of these means of self-defense.

When fleeing, he also transmitted a message to him and agreed on a meeting place.

But its cultivation is not high after all.

Outside the city, and inside the city, they are two completely different worlds.

His thoughts flowed, but in the end, he could only hide his worries deep in his heart.

The only means of communication is the transmission note, and the transmission note he purchased, the transmission distance, obviously has a great limit.

Now he is quite far away from the Jade Emperor Valley, and the transmission note is completely waste.

"Hopefully......"

Mu Chang Chu exhaled and didn't dwell on it anymore, this time, it was really his problem.

……

Walking down from the mountain, Chu Mu changed his appearance, and the robes on his body were also hidden and dim, like secular clothes.

When he arrived at the city gate, he was knocked off by the guards at the gate, and Chu Mu reacted that he had no money......

He really doesn't have worldly banknotes!

The corners of Chu Mu's mouth twitched slightly, and with a casual wipe of his hand, he took out a stack of banknotes in the soldier's arms, took out one, and handed it to the soldier.

"Okay, okay, hurry inside!"

The soldier sniffed at the banknote and turned to look at the next target.

Chu Mu didn't care, and followed the flow of people and walked into this secular city.

"This guest officer, are you dine-in or lodging?"

Walking into an inn on the street, the shopkeeper immediately greeted him.

"Accommodation."

Chu Mu threw out a few banknotes and glanced at the diners in the hall, all of whom were mundane mortals, without the slightest abnormality.

"Okay, guest officer, come with the little one."

The shopkeeper leads.

When he arrived at the room, Xiao Er left, Chu Mu looked around, closed the door, laid the partition, and sat cross-legged in the room.

The illusory long knife in the divine soul was undoubtedly the second time he had used it.

When he used it for the first time, he raised it for more than half a year before he could recover completely.

Now......

After just a cursory observation, a haze appeared between Chu Mu's eyebrows.

This time, the wound of the divine soul was much more serious than the last time.

The divine soul was torn out of a large hole, and even the illusory long knife seemed to be slightly damaged, and it was already illusory, but now it was almost transparent.

Under such influence, it seems that even the refining fluctuations at that moment have slowed down and weakened a lot.

If it weren't for the fact that he still had a body cultivation and a strong body, and with such an injury, Chu Mu would almost be certain that his fate would not be much better than that of Zhao Tang at that time.

Kill a thousand, and he almost loses a thousand!

Thinking back to the obstacles he felt when the Divine Soul Knife slashed down, as well as Zhao Tang, who was bleeding from the Seven Orifices but still alive, Chu Mu couldn't hide his fear at the moment.

If Zhao Tang's spiritual defense is stronger, if he slashes down with this knife, I'm afraid it won't be a lose-lose, but he himself will be directly hit by the backlash!

"Divine Soul Defense Artifact? Or is it some kind of treasure? ”

Chu Mu inspected the messy loot, and didn't seem to find anything of this nature.

At that time, he stepped on it, but directly stomped on his head......

"So yes...... One-time existence? ”

Chu Mu was thoughtful, and he was also secretly vigilant in his heart.

The sword of the soul in the soul, at least for now, can only be the last hole card.

Otherwise, if you go down with a knife, others will be fine, and he himself will be hit hard by the backlash, which is a big joke......

……

(End of chapter)