If there really were so many Dharmas in the world, there wouldn't be so many displacements and melancholy. Many gods looked at Mu Sen who was like a god of war at the top of the peak, and there was no way, and in the helpless process, time passed, like flowers falling.

It was the third day, and watching the sand dunes begin to change, Mu Sen breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief in his heart. In the past, although he had the confidence of victory, but before the dust settled, everything was uncertain, after all, God treated him very thinly. Now, the three-day deadline has arrived, and I can finally go and enjoy the opportunity to myself.

As the sand dunes change, the various killing traps become heavier and heavier, and countless gods will incur doom even if they don't move. They had no choice but to retreat to the dunes.

Of course, they didn't evacuate immediately after retreating from the dunes, they had to wait for Mu Sen. Some are under the slogan of avenging their brothers, some want to wait for Mu Sen to come out to see if they can squeeze anything out of him, and some are simply watching everyone not leave and stay for themselves.

Around the sand dunes, densely packed with the Protoss, Mu Sen took one last look, and then said disdainfully, "Oh, who is this scaring for? You may not believe it when you say it, the master is scared!"

After saying that, Mu Sen jumped into the inside of the sand dune and fell into the sacred spring. It didn't take long for the space above the dunes to slowly close, as if a lid had been closed.

When the shadow was shrouded, the water in the sacred spring unexpectedly emitted a brilliant silver, and there were bubbles like flowing fireflies flying all over the sky. Mu Sen was obsessed for a while, "It's beautiful." ”

"Today's young people just can't stand the temptation, and they can't hold on to a little beauty. Alas, the world is going down!"

Since I got a wave of knives three days ago, in the past few days, knives have found some stubble in Musen if they have nothing to do. For the knife to find fault, Mu Sen has become accustomed to it.

And he's enjoying the process now, and it's nice to have a knife to fight you in an environment where you're in a crowd.

Mu Sen smiled, "The pursuit of beauty is a symbol of civilization and progress. ”

After throwing out such a lofty answer, Mu Sen didn't explain much, but began to absorb pure energy. He set himself a small goal, that is, to preach the Tao Yuanying.

After the cultivation reaches the Yuan Infant, he can tear the void and roam in the void. As long as you don't encounter that perverted void turbulence or something weird, it's fine.

The most obvious advantage of entering the Void is that it can greatly shorten the time to travel, and now Mu Sen is in a secret realm, and the exit is in the blood territory. Although he didn't know where the blood territory was, he still had some distance from the Terran territory. If he had traveled by ordinary means, not only would it be far away, but God knows who would have encountered them?

Not to mention that there are so many tribal cities in the Blood Clan, even if you are lucky enough to get out of the Blood Clan's territory, what if you go to the territory of the Stone Clan and the Wing Clan?

As Mu Sen absorbed it, countless springs of water rushed towards him frantically, forming a thick circle of water around him. Mu Sen in the water circle has a serene brow and a peaceful face.

Of course, this is not his posthumous appearance, but he enjoys it. Every time the pure energy broke through a barrier and a vein in him, after a short period of severe pain, it was extremely comfortable.

Mu Sen's aura was gradually getting stronger, like an ancient dragon gradually awakening.

One day, two days, three days......

On the seventh day, Mu Sen opened his eyes. A strong aura emanated from his body, and dense ripples appeared in the directly stirring air.

"Jindan Peak!" he said with a light exhale.

"Knife, Xiao Xia, come out and pull it!" The voice fell for a long time, and seeing that no one echoed him, Mu Sen had no choice but to call his name directly.

However, to his surprise, after he called out his name, Xiaodao and Huaixia ignored him. This made him very sad, why is it so difficult to show off?

He shouted twice, and seeing that Xiaodao and Huai Xia still ignored him, he speculated that they should still be cultivating. Before the retreat, Xiaodao and Huaixia told him that they would also take advantage of this to absorb energy and see if they could recover and free themselves from Mu Sen's heart. Otherwise, the dignified Mahayana weapon, the world's first locust tree to live in a small heart, wouldn't it make people laugh off their big teeth?

For the grand ambition of Xiaodao and Huaixia, Mu Sen is one hundred and twenty approves. After all, if the knife and Huai Xia left his heart, he could have two more helpers. Although he often buried the knife during this time, I have to say that the knife in its heyday was still quite domineering.

However, he also made a serious request to Xiaodao and Huai Xia, that is, when they left, his heart could no longer be deified.

In this regard, the knife is a guarantee of the oath.

Although Mu Sen had doubts about its assurance, he could only pinch his nose and believe it. Mu Sen put most of his hopes on Huai Xia, after all, after coming to the Protoss, Huai Xia gave him too many surprises. Sometimes he wondered if God saw that he was too miserable as a traverser, and specially sent Huai Xia to help him.

The traverser is either prominent or systematic. And the magic shown by Huaixia is not a concrete system?

Thinking about it this way, the originally cold world is actually a little warmer.

Mu Sen began to continue to absorb energy, and in the process of absorbing energy, Mu Sen also felt the flow of divine power in his body. As a flawless 'Tao', it really touched Mu Sen a lot.

He now finally knew why the Divine Race and the Immortal Race were generally stronger than the Hundred Races and the Human Race of the same level, which was equivalent to the difference between the initial version of the system and the updated version of the system.

Of course, it is not ruled out that some of the initial version will have mutations, and the updated version will be beaten.

Mu Sen is looking forward to his own enlightenment of the Yuan Infant, as an initial version of the mutation, and then the enlightenment into an updated version, that kind of picture is exciting to think about.

Time flies, and a month has passed. Most of the Protoss around the sand dunes have dispersed, after all, everyone is very busy, how can they spend all the time here? But there are not a few Protoss left, and Shenzhi and Shenzhi are among them.

The desert sun was round, and the shining space was layered and blurred, and the god asked God with all his might, "Aren't we going to leave yet?"

Shen Zhi's gaze stayed on the sand dunes, "Wait. ”

The reason why Shenzhi is so persistent is because he is unwilling. After a lifetime of fighting geese, he was pecked in the eyes by geese, which made him not annoyed, he held his breath in his heart, that is, he must make Mu Sen look good.

"That's it, God waits, wait for the god stick guy to come out, and the big guy comes up together, so that they can't survive and die!" said a god who was closer to them than the god said.

During the period of time he stayed, Mu Sen's identity as a god stick had been revealed by Shen Zhi and Shen Zhi. After learning that Mu Sen was a protoss of unknown origin, the killing of this group of protoss became even hotter.

Day, there is no big tree behind you to dare to be so rampant, I really don't know what to say!