"Yunzhou Mu family?" As the deputy general of Rahu, one of the twelve demon generals, Mahasshafa has seen Mu Duanchao's skills.

He was known for his strength, but he had no opponent in the dark capital by strength alone. But this time, he was on par with such a penniless young man, which really surprised him. It is rumored that the fourth sword saint of the Mu family has produced generations of talents, and now it seems that what he said is indeed true.

Seeing that when Mahascha heard the name of his family, he was particularly surprised, and Mu Yuncheng stood on the Cangyun Sword and behaved quite proudly.

"Stinky boy, what are you proud of, you still don't punch?" Qianjishan scolded, and then injected a part of the Divine Flame True Qi into Mu Yuncheng's body.

The sense of power that was about to erupt once again filled Mu Yuncheng's body.

He poured all his strength into his arms, and saw that the burning fire was incomparably pure, and it burned fiercely on his arms.

Mahasshafa felt Mu Yuncheng's sudden increase in strength, and also sensed that the flame did not come from the mortal world, and for the first time, his hands holding the halberd had a faint trembling feeling.

The flames on his arms became more and more fierce, reflected in Mu Yun's clear eyes, hot and angry.

"Yanlong Pure World!" Mu Yuncheng shouted, knocking his fists through his ears.

Two fiery dragons roared out, tangled together and charged towards the Mahasshapa. The twin dragons that were burning with the fire of destroying the world were so hot that their eyes could no longer see the scenes on both sides of it. Only two huge mouths with tongues of fire are clear and terrifying.

There was no way to resist the Mahassha, and in an instant, it was consumed by the flames and turned into wisps of ashes.

With this punch with all his might, all the Divine Flame True Qi that Qianji Mountain had injected into his body was struck, and he never kept it at all.

How did Mahasshafa know that the one who fought with him was really the Lord of Jianmu, and how could he resist the pure fire of this wandering god.

It's just a pity that he didn't die under Mu Duanchao's sword, but in the eyes of others, he was defeated by a fledgling junior like Mu Yuncheng.

"It's another instant kill! Master, you're really amazing. Mu Yuncheng clenched his fists and shouted to his side excitedly.

"Don't get complacent too soon, our real opponent is coming. Qianjishan slowly turned his head, stared ahead and whispered to Mu Yuncheng.

"Huh?" Mu Yuncheng turned his eyes to look around, but he didn't even see a single figure, and he was puzzled. Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask where the opponent of Qianji Mountain was, a strange and piercing birdsong suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Be careful. Qianji Mountain reminded him, but fortunately, the Cangyun Sword under his feet noticed the abnormality first, and instantly flew out with Mu Yuncheng to the side.

But apart from the bird's call, Mu Yuncheng didn't feel any danger.

The surroundings are still calm as usual.

But when his eyes moved behind him, he found that something was wrong, there was clearly a stone wall behind him, how could he disappear from his sight silently in the blink of an eye?

Could it be some kind of trick? Or maybe it was instantly wiped out by a terrible force.

There was another manic birdsong, and Qianjishan suddenly realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly shouted: "It's not good!"

Immediately, his hands pinched the true secret, and a burst of green light suddenly set off on the flat ground, and then looked at the direction of the original immortal altar, and suddenly countless dark green thick thorns swelled out, covering the altar tightly like a bed.

And Mu Yuncheng, who saw the vision with his own eyes, was instantly shocked in place.

The dense and sturdy thorn shield with rich vitality first submerged in a white light, and then the white light turned into a gap, and as the gap gradually cracked, it slowly evolved into a gap. Seeing that the thorn vines were torn apart, Qianji Mountain's fingertips released a little dazzling green light, and the broken thorns began to grow wildly again.

Fortunately, the Immortal Altar was protected.

And the Three Holy Ghost Kings didn't really want to destroy the altar, and an altar that had lost its effectiveness was also a bait for this group of human races who were not able to measure themselves to come from the net.

"If there is a secret help. "A magical sound was very penetrating, the sound was very small, but it was very clear.

A steady stream of black smoke poured out from the ground, and three huge and hideous ghost heads gradually appeared clearly in front of Mu Yuncheng.

"I don't think you're a Terran junior, and you can't kill the Mahashya so easily. It turned out that there was a real master secretly helping by the side, a human being who was a fox and a fake tiger, get out of the way for me!" The Three Holy Ghost Kings looked at Mu Yuncheng with great disdain, and then a terrifying ghost hand swept towards Mu Yuncheng with blood.

A one-man thick wooden thorn suddenly shot out from Mu Yuncheng's side, piercing through the ghost hand with unparalleled strength, dragging it out and nailing it to the cliff in the distance.

The ghostly hand twitched only a few times, and then dissipated into black smoke.

"What's the matter, you still refuse to show up!" the Three Holy Ghost King snorted coldly, and the corpse demon on the left suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were as white as if he was blind.

This hideous face and mad eyes made Mu Yuncheng's heart uneasy.

Two bolts of lightning flickered in his eyes, and sparks and thunder streams kept gathering towards them. Then there was a shocking sound of thunder, and countless lightning bolts shot out from his eyes, and there was only one target, and that was Mu Yuncheng.

Mu Yuncheng's experience was insufficient, and he was already at a loss when he saw this situation. If it weren't for the clouds carrying him to dodge left and right, I am afraid that he would have been hit by this thunder and lightning and would have been wiped out like a mountain rock behind him.

No matter what he does, Qianjishan just refuses to show up. At this moment, he clasped his palms in front of his chest and closed his eyes to recite the truth. A clear green glow seeped through the gaps in its palms. Streamers like fireflies swirl and fly around their fingertips.

"What are you doing, I can't hold it anymore!" Mu Yuncheng suddenly realized on the Cangyun Sword, dodging the lightning that shot from the sky, and then asked for help from his side.

Qianjishan suddenly opened his eyes, but the recitation in his mouth did not stop, but when he saw that he spread his palms, there were four small wooden thorns lying flat in them, glowing with a subtle clear light.

Qianji Shan put the wooden thorn into one hand, and then threw it at the Three Holy Ghost Kings, but at this moment, the spell from his mouth became clearer and clearer.

Those four small wooden thorns began to grow larger when they were out of Qianji Mountain's palm. The chaotic clouds in the sky suddenly exploded from the center, and a pure heavenly light poured down from the middle, enveloping the Three Holy Ghost Kings in it.

At this time, the four wooden thorns seemed to have turned into four rectangular wooden pillars, piercing into the four corners of the ghost king's place in a square formation.

At the top of the wooden pillar, there is a little cinnabar flowing down like a stream, and it is being painted into several mantra seals, blessing on the wooden pillar.

The six eyes of the Three Holy Ghost Kings widened together, and the three huge mouths blurted out almost at the same time: "Four Wood Detention Spirit Array......! Jianmu Qianji Mountain. ”