If Qi Ling and his servants, no, the followers have concluded an ordinary contract, and the ink Qilin Qi has zero death, as a follower, he can not die, but he didn't think that Qi Ling has concluded a life and death contract......

When the master dies, the follower must die, and when the follower dies, the master is not harmed in any way......

According to the hidden rules of the Holy Spirit Continent, followers rarely enter into a master-servant contract, and it is generally close to an ordinary contract......

When you make a master-servant contract, you are either forced or completely subdued by Qiling...... Willing to be a slave, but now looking at it, Qi Ling and his followers are obviously the former.

"Qi Ling is so narrow-minded, heh, this is the Mo Qilin clan, who will dare to become a follower of the Mo Qilin clan in the future?"

"Hehe, I've seen it, and I still want to join the ...... of the Mo Qilin clan."

"This kind of race, the same disgusting ......"

"Death, it's still a dead soul, and the chance of reincarnation is not given, is Mo Qilin really black-hearted?"

"Go all the way ......"

While the discussion was being discussed, the elders of the Immortal Realm of the Ink Qilin all listened to it, but they were helpless. How can you block the mouth, it's better to let it go.

The monks on the side of the sea cheered and looked excited, as if they were celebrating with great pomp.

"Huh, Muchen won, Muchen really won. ”

"Killing the pure-blooded ink unicorn with the body of a human race, wood dust has set an example for us......"

"I thought that everything recorded in the ancient books was false, how could the human race without any bloodline defeat a pure-blooded demon beast, but today, I have witnessed with my own eyes that the potential of the human race is endless......"

"No, Mu Chen has the Xuanwu bloodline, otherwise how can he urge the Xuanwu Dao Intent?"

"Fool, who told you that you have to have a Xuanwu bloodline to stimulate Xuanwu Dao intent? Can you sense the demon aura emitted by Mu Chen, Mu Chen? ”

"Yes, Muchen is a pure Terran. ”

A word of the realm of immortals fell, as if confirming something, as if swearing an oath, showing off something.

The Canghai Monk was silent for a second, and then an even more enthusiastic cheer rang out.

On the ring, Mu Chen's body returned, Mu Chen's body staggered, and finally fell to the ground, unconscious in the ring.

At the end of the genius battle, an immortal realm demon who was confident in the art of escape glanced at each other with the demons around him, and immediately understood, and brazenly attacked Mu Chen, trying to obliterate Mu Chen.

To make a play, you have to do a full set.

Huo Ling'er's talent is faintly weaker than Mu Chen, and he also sent the existence of the Immortal Realm to obliterate it, and it is Mu Chen's turn to be silent, once he is silent, he may be able to see the flaws, which will affect the hiding of the predecessors of the Spirit of the Dead Sea.

The Canghai Immortals took action as soon as possible to help Mu Chen resist this attack.

The wood dust on the ring did not receive any crisis......

Huang Ling'er's figure danced, her skirts fluttered, her eyes were cold, like a fairy in Guanghan, stepping into the ring step by step, not revealing any killing intent, but giving people a feeling of looking up to the mountains.

At this moment, whether it was the Evil Demon Immortal or the Canghai Immortal, they were all stunned and did not dare to make a move.

What are you kidding, in the shadow of Huang Ling'er, there is a terrifying existence of the Phoenix Clan's Heavenly Immortal Realm, who dares to make a move?

Huang Ling'er held Mu Chen's body in her arms with a touch of pride in her heartache and stepped out of the ring.

The strength of Mu Chen, Huang Ling'er knows...... Brother Muchen is as strong as ever.

At the moment when Qi Ling sacrificed the rules of destruction of Dao Intent, Mu Chen could decisively kill Qi Ling, but he did not choose to kill Qi Ling instantly, there was a reason......

And the reason for this is simply because of Huang Ling'er's words: Brother Muchen, I want to see your true strength......

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Huang Ling'er left with Mu Chen, and no one dared to stop her.

Hongming, who will not wake up in a short time, was taken away by the city guards of the Mahayana period for healing, as for the members of the Hongming team in the base, they silently waited for the summons......

The existence of the immortal realm of the ink qilin, the true spirit of the qi zero, and then returned to the land of the ink qilin clan...... Prepare for the resurrection of Qiling.

Getting the guidance of the Dead Sea seniors, and having a head-on discussion with the Dead Sea seniors, is definitely of great benefit to Kirai's future......

The battle of geniuses is over, but the battle between the demons and the monks of the sea has just begun...... Because of the wood dust, Huang Ling'er won two consecutive victories, his fighting spirit was high, he had no fear in his heart, and his combat power was increased by three percent out of thin air.

And what about the demons? It was because of the second consecutive defeat, and the anger in his heart was that he wanted to tear apart the Canghai monk in front of him...... If you can't kill Mu Chen, can't you still kill you?

The battle lasted for three days before it slowly faded. The demon's damage is three times greater than that of the Monk of the Sea......

The price paid to the demons was not severe, and it would not take a few days to recover, and the monks of Canghai would have to be forced to abandon this base...... Strategic Retreat......

The disadvantages of living beings, no matter what, are difficult to compensate.

Huang Ling'er left with Mu Chen, returned to the Xuanwu Emperor City, and stepped into his own cave space.

Huang Ling'er's cave space is an immortal weapon...... The interior is full of fairy atmosphere, birds and flowers, and the scenery is pleasant and intoxicating. And according to the aesthetics of the Phoenix clan to arrange, cherished herbs, ores, etc., are placed in a staggered manner.

There is a touch of order in the chaos, and there is a touch of nobility in the simplicity.

For example, a stone that can be seen everywhere on the side of the road is an eighth-order refining material that converges and turns into mortal things.

It's not like a cave at all, it's more like a treasure trove...... And it is a treasure trove that even the realm of immortals does not necessarily have.

"Senior, let me talk to you first......"

There are no man-made buildings in the cave, everything is natural, Huang Ling'er placed the wood dust on the fresh grass, knelt down in front of the wood dust, looked at the dantian, a clear voice emerged, and asked.

What was pressed under Mu Chen's body was not an ordinary spirit grass, but a seventh-order Qi and Blood Soul Grass, which could make up for the monk's shortcomings.

Countless Qi and Blood Soul Grass escaped the power of the origin and injected it into Mu Chen's body, repairing the dark injuries suffered by Mu Chen, and restoring a few points of longevity......

Click, the Qi and Blood Soul Grass came to an abrupt end, and Mu Chen's physical strength reached its peak, as for the power of Shou Yuan, the Qi and Blood Soul Grass only recovered for nine years, and it could not be recovered again......

Mu Chen's longevity: nine years and one month......

Huang Ling'er is similar to a fraudulent inquiry, really leisurely, the self wood dust stepped out from the wood dust's golden pill, turned into a phantom, and looked at Huang Ling'er.

For Ling'er's request, whether it is Mu Chen, or Mu Chen, he will not refuse......

You sighed and said:

"Ling'er, you and I shouldn't have met at this moment, but things seem to have changed?"

"You, you're Brother Muchen...... No, Brother Muchen in the mature stage?"

Huang Ling'er looked at the mature looking self-like wood dust in front of her, like a greasy uncle, and let out a surprised voice.

"The breath of time, is it possible?"

A bold guess appeared in Huang Ling'er's mind, and if it was true, everything could be explained.

"Don't say, don't ask, I'll just ask you, have you opened the memory of the Phoenix Clan?"

"Uh-huh, the ...... that started the retreat three years ago"

Huang Ling'er didn't have any reservations, and told me Mu Chen.

This self is also Brother Muchen, Huang Ling'er has no psychological burden, and even has an inexplicable feeling of dependence.