After all.

No one saw it.

Naturally, there were once real immortals, and this is not a word made up out of thin air.

In the Nine Heavens, there is an ancient immortal clan.

These people are all descendants of the True Wonderland.

"But this curse will not kill the true immortal, but will make the true immortal have the power to fight."

Shi Lietian spoke again.

That's a good explanation.

Mu Wushu said again: "Before the demon lord died, why did he put this curse? ”

Shi Lietian shook his head again and again, sighing secretly in his heart.

He didn't know, and he didn't need to answer.

"But I'm curious, why don't you want to stop this?"

"I can't stop it."

If you have that spare time, it is better to prepare for seclusion as soon as possible.

"These are extraordinary times, and after so many years, this seal is not as strong as it used to be.

Our dragon hunters, as long as they attack the edge of the abyss, can help the demon tear the seal. ”

There was a bit of helplessness in his voice.

This is rare.

I'm afraid that even Shi Lietian didn't expect this.

He has become a saint, standing at the top of this world, but he still feels this feeling of powerlessness.

And......

I can only swallow my anger.

That's nature.

This is also a helpless thing.

The Three Thousand Domains are so large that even if all the saints join forces, it is impossible to cover them all.

After all, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps, and they must have a very strong hiding ability.

After speaking.

Next, Shi Lietian said it again, mostly talking about the strength of these demon beasts.

They are just a saint.

The most powerful should be the Great Perfection of the God King Realm.

But now, they have entered the Three Thousand Domains, and if they enter the Dark Abyss, their strength will take a qualitative leap.

He can exert the power of the Great Sage.

"This is a unique realm that is very suitable for evil spirits to inhabit, even if it is a creature of the Three Thousand Realms, after entering, it will be weakened by a lot of power!"

…………

The other side.

A piece of news has spread throughout the entire Xuantai Immortal Domain, causing an uproar.

"What, could it be that the gods are following Mu Invincible?"

"How so?"

"Just ......"

"!"

“………”

"Mu Wushu is also ...... It's so rebellious, I feel like I'm in a dream. ”

He must be terrifying, otherwise why would the goddess follow him willingly? ”

One after another, there was a lot of discussion.

This took them by surprise.

In short, no one expected it, and it was completely unexpected by everyone.

In their opinion......

This Xuantai Holy Son is not an ordinary genius, even if it can't be compared to a young supreme, it is definitely not too inferior.

"Really?"

Such a person is willing to go with him to Mu Invincible.

In addition to these.

Today's Xuantai Holy Son, after all, is still the Xuantai Holy Son.

As for resignation, that's impossible.

An immortal great religion that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. This is no joke.

This way.

When Meng Feng heard this, he immediately became nervous.

"This goddess should have received the approval of the Great Elder, doesn't that mean ......?"

He couldn't help but clench his fists, only to feel extremely weak.

These days.

He also thought of a lot of ways.

But every time he came into contact with this seal of life and death, he would feel that his primordial spirit was torn apart.

It was an indescribable pain.

I can't bear it!

After going through so much, he has given up a bit.

And now, when he knew that the Holy Son of Xuantai followed Mu Wuving, his heart was even more turbulent.

A strong sense of powerlessness permeated from the depths of my heart.

After all......

The Xuantai Holy Land is the backer behind it.

But now, even he, the Holy Son, is an invincible man.

What does this make him use to fight against Mu Wuving?

Click!

His fists crackled, and his eyes became heavy.

He doesn't want to be dominated by the stigma that has been planted.

However, he can't be an enemy of Mu Wuving.

If he wants to kill Mu Wuving, if Mu Wuving is invincible, it is that he is looking for death himself.

Not to mention.

At this moment, he had lost the courage to be an enemy of Mu Wuving.

If you can, then wait for Mu Wushu to unlock the slave seal for him.

In desperation, he could only ask for help from others.

…………

Above the Celestial Dome.

Far north.

It is covered in snow and ice all year round, and as far as the eye can see, it is covered in snow.

Sou!

The north wind is bitter.

Snowflakes draw a mysterious route in the air, connecting with the heavenly way.

There are also runes that crisscross the air.

It's obvious.

This is no ordinary place.

Meng Feng stood here, did not rise into the air, and walked directly over.

As soon as he stepped on it, he would make a deep footprint on the ground.

But in just a moment, all footprints were covered and completely disappeared.

I don't know how long I walked, but Meng Feng suddenly stopped moving.

Front.

There is a cottage there.

But it has been buried by snow and blended in with everything around it.

If you don't pay attention, you won't notice it at all.

In front of the cottage stood a man.

He was wearing a straw hat and holding a bamboo in his hand, and he was fishing.

One is in a flat boat, and the other is sitting on the icy river.

It's a good picture, it's like a painting.

It's just that the place where he is now is no longer a flat boat, but a thatched house.

"Senpai." Respectfully salute.

Meng Feng stopped more than twenty meters away from the old man, and arched his hand at the old man, with an extremely respectful expression.

At first glance, he is a master.

Otherwise, a dignified god king would not be like this.

However.

No matter how you look at it, you can't see the slightest bit of his existence.

And at this very moment.

Even though Meng Feng was so polite, this elder didn't react at all.

He just sat quietly, motionless.

Seeing this scene, Meng Feng didn't bother, just waited silently.

…………

Time.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Meng Feng and the two of them, but they didn't move at all.

The only difference was that there was a strange light in Meng Feng's eyes, but this elder did not have any divine light.

Bang!

At last.

I saw a fluctuation on the surface of the lake, and a big hand like a dead tree suddenly raised.

Oh!

A long roar, a divine light soared into the sky.

He saw it.

And now, he has been caught.

It's a golden Jiao!

"Since you have eaten my fruit, it means that you are destined for me."

"Hugh is leaving." An icy voice came from the void.

The elder's tone was like an ancient well, without the slightest fluctuation.

Followed by.

As he spoke, he took out an earthen jar from his bosom, trapped the python in the jar, and put it in.

Bang bang!

The mud tank trembled as if a giant python was rolling in it, but after a few moments, there was no more sound.

Only then did the old man put the bamboo and mud jar in his hand in his sleeve, then turned his head and said to Meng Feng.

If you look closely, you will know that it is a bamboo. Don't talk about fishhooks.

What's even more exaggerated is that there is not a single line.

It's simply ......

Very good, took the initiative to send it to the door.

"What's wrong?"

The voice was flat, I couldn't hear the joy or anger, I couldn't hear the slightest mood swing. But it gives people a strong sense of oppression.

The old man's eyes were even more frightening.

Both the eyes and the eyes are pure white, covered with fine lines.

It's like cracks in the glass.

But looking at Meng Feng's eyes, it was as if there were countless sharp swords flying on him, and even he, a powerhouse of the God King Realm, felt a pain that pierced his heart.

Hurry up and bow your head and be respectful.

"The younger generation is windy, and if there are difficulties, please ask the seniors for guidance."

"Tell me about it."

Soon.

Meng Feng spoke eloquently.

He made no secret of everything between himself and Mu Wuving.

"Unleash your spirit."

That flat tone, but there was an irresistible domineering, which made Meng Feng's heart froze.

He immediately did as he said and unleashed his primordial spirit.

Xiao Chen immediately felt that a huge spiritual power had invaded his body, making him creepy.

"Huh?"

The old man snorted softly and frowned slightly.

Meng Feng was stunned.

I suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Ahh

Sure enough, it was accompanied by a terrible scream.

"Elder, stop, stop!"

Rumble!

After a few moments, the old man stopped attacking. And Meng Feng knelt on one knee, supporting his body with his hands.

What a pain it takes to make a strong-willed person become like this.

"This method of enslavement is so powerful that even I have never heard of it and cannot be unraveled."

There was also a hint of surprise in the old man's indifferent tone.

"There are two ways to try."

As soon as these words came out.

Meng Feng looked up violently, and there was a feeling of seeing hope in the darkness.

"I want to hear about it."

"First, serve him for a hundred years, and then, if you abolish your martial arts, he will naturally let you go."

Self-deprecating martial arts.

It's so brutal.

Hearing this, Meng Feng's heart trembled.

But he understood what the other party was saying.

He will serve Mu Wushu wholeheartedly for a hundred years, and even if he doesn't contribute anything, he will work hard, and he won't contribute at all.

Therefore, Mu Wushu will not kill him, it is almost a certainty.

And then......

directly nullified his own cultivation.

Therefore, for Mu Wudi, who was in the limelight at that time, he lost the meaning of use.

If this is the case, then Mu Wushu is very likely to take the initiative to untie the slave seal for him, let him regain his freedom, and let him regain his life.

So, he had to be a little more subtle.

It may be that he was severely injured and disabled by fighting with people, which caused Doji to be damaged.

Of course, it is also possible that something is wrong with his exercises.

One way or another.

It gives people the feeling that you are unwilling, but you are helpless, which makes people desperate.

"There's another way."

Meng Feng said anxiously, no matter what, he couldn't bear to have his cultivation abolished.

Then, only to hear the old man speak:

"Kill him." Said lightly.

"What?"

"My lord, when he dies, my slave mark will be activated, and then, I will ......"

However, before his words fell, the whole person was stunned.

Eye.

His gaze fell on a piece of rune paper.

"What is this?" I was stunned after hearing this.

This talisman is extremely old, a little yellowish, but faintly with a transparent luster.

It's a kind of mystical rule.

Unspeakable mystery.

Even Meng Feng released his divine thoughts at this time, but he couldn't detect it.

"Death Talisman." Lu Yun

The old man said lightly, but it sounded in Meng Feng's ears like a thunderbolt.

Replace! Kill! Talismans!

It's something that only exists in mythology.

"I have a copy in my hand, and I won't need it for the time being anyway, so I might as well give it to you."

Sou!

A long sigh.

At this time, Meng Feng could hear the sound of his heart beating.

Can you give him a death talisman?

"This is called 'death in lieu of death' and applies only to all beings below the saint. But I'd like to see what you can give me. ”

A pair of silver-white eyes stared at Meng Feng, and at this time, his heart was also struggling.

Exchange?

What can be taken out in exchange?

Not to mention.

If he makes a move now, maybe he can really defeat Mu Wuving?

That's an exaggeration, isn't it?

Wish for the moon?

This is no ordinary genius, this is an "ancient double pupil".

And all of this will continue to this day.

Mu Invincible's heritage has always been a mystery, and no one knows about its existence.

God knows if Mu Wushu has a life-saving magic weapon on his body, maybe Mu Wushu also has a death talisman on his body?

What does that mean?

Go to hell!

A death knell sent a god-king powerhouse out.

The more he thought about it, the more complicated Meng Feng's mood became, and he wasn't sure if he could succeed.

To say the least.

If he really did, what about the Mu people?

A saint cannot kill him with his own hands.

"Think about it."

"But with the power of the God King, and when he is defenseless, it is basically impossible to succeed."

This time.

In Meng Feng's heart, he was divided into two camps.

On the other hand, they thought that this was a tough battle, how could he be controlled by a god fire realm.

This way.

But he decided to keep a low profile.

From ancient times to the present, survival is king.

That's it.

What if Mu Wushu is in a good mood one day and lets him go?

But if you think about it carefully, Mu Wushu said at the time: "You can try it." ”

He suddenly realized that if he was invincible, he might be enslaved forever.

"Old man, can you help me do the math?"

Meng Feng made his own request.

"No problem, fifty."

Faint words came out of the old man's mouth, and at the same time, the old man flicked a fishing hook at the cold lake.

Look down.

He saw a brilliant light, a strange sight.

It's like a world.

In the sky, the nine bright moons confronted each other in the distance.

Vaguely, there seems to be an ancient Kunpeng, soaring in the sky.

"Okay."

As he spoke, Meng Feng waved one hand, and a colorful light appeared in front of him.

These are elixirs.

Fifty, not a single one is missing.

At this time, even such a god king was a little unwilling.

His heart was bleeding.

It will definitely not be a low-grade elixir to worship such an existence.

In fact, the current situation can see the gap between the two.

Fifty pieces, just for Mu Invincible's fifty days of food......

"Okay."

The old man's words are concise and to the point, just one sentence.

Soon.

A crystal clear, crystal clear turtle shell appeared in his hand.

It even gives a sense of vicissitudes.

Some of the characters on the turtle shell are even more mysterious and complex.

Rumble!

He lifted the turtle shell in his hand, and with a click, the turtle shell fell to the ground.

Symbols shoot out of the turtle's shell and into the sky.

A mysterious force that descended from the sky.

Meng Feng frowned, and his heart sank.

He subconsciously wanted to get in touch with that trace of power and try to analyze it, but he didn't know what divination was.

"Good signs, the age is coming!"

Light words came out of the old man's mouth, and Meng Feng's face suddenly became excited.

That feeling didn't last long, though.

Everything fell apart.

This thought flashed through his mind.

The Holy Son of Xuantai can gain insight into the mysteries of heaven and earth and foresee a glimmer of the future.

And now, the Holy Son of Xuantai is willing to follow Shen Tian, which shows that he Mu Wushu will inevitably become Shen Tian's man of the year in the future.

However, he did not dare to deny it.

Ever since he was a teenager, he has been telling fortunes.

It is fulfilled every time.

Same.

Sou!

Taking a deep breath, Meng Feng calmed down his mood and became resolute.

"Senior brother, I want it!"

The voice fell.

I took out my storage bag, took out all my treasures, and even a few of them, which I don't usually use.

What this means, it goes without saying.

As long as the other party likes it, just pick it.

This time, he really let it go.

However, he didn't expect that the old man would put away his storage bag with a wave of his hand.

"That's about it."

"Okay."

He gritted his teeth and said, and put away the "substitute for death" talisman.

Press it on your head.

A cool feeling came, and the Death Talisman emitted a soft brilliance, gradually submerging into his body.

"Senior brother, I'll go first!"

Meng Feng bowed, and then slowly walked out.

At this time, he has nothing, nothing, nothing.

Oh, yes.

The things on his body add up to be a little worse than this death talisman.

But to his surprise, the old man did not leave him anything.

But the losses were not very large.

You know, the death talisman is priceless, almost equivalent to a second life.

Meng Feng thought in his heart.

In other words, this old man has been sanctified and does not need a death talisman.

Of course not.

How can you give it up?

Sou!

At this time, Meng Feng had already walked a long distance, gasping for breath.

His mood gradually calmed down, but he still couldn't make up his mind whether to do it or not.

This is not a trivial matter, it is related to one's own life, and it must be treated with caution.

After returning to the Xuantai Immortal Domain, he decided to fight Mu Wushu first.

Look......

Is there really hope?

The other side.

In the same thatched hut, a white-haired old man was quietly fishing.

Just beside him, there was a man standing.

It was a fat teenager with a big face and red hair that flew in the air.

Just by looking at his face, you know that he is a real man.

Very personable.

This time.

He put one hand on his cheek, looked at the turtle shell, and muttered, "Old fellow, you are so cunning. ”

"The Seven Killing Array is extremely dangerous, and nine times out of ten it is a desperate situation. How did it come to your mouth and become the approaching age? ”

With that, he looked at the old man.