The 'Black Plains' stretch for hundreds of thousands of miles and are formed by endless black sand.

After passing the Black Plain, you will enter the realm of 'Chunyu Family', the spiritual power of the plain is thin and the environment is harsh, and few people set foot on weekdays.

After a pile of sand, Mu Zizhen's expression was solemn, this was the twenty-seventh time he had changed directions to explore, but he didn't find a single place that could be crossed, all of which were guarded by disciples of the Shadow Moon Sect.

There are monks in every mile, and the density is outrageous.

"Senior Brother Cheng, it's been a few months, not to mention that I haven't seen a few people or beasts, and I haven't cultivated for a long time. A Shadow Moon Sect disciple complained.

"Who says it's not! I don't know what the sect is missing, it's worth sending such a big battle, and I saw the deputy sect master a few days ago. Another disciple answered.

"If you are silent, you will be heard by the elders and you will be punished. ”

"Senior Brother Cheng, don't scare me, there are elders here who have already discovered it, don't say..."The monk's words came to an abrupt end as a figure appeared in his sight.

Black robes, white boots, jade belts, silver masks, and swords on their backs were walking towards them.

"Senior Brother Liu, how can you talk halfway, don't say anything?"

"Master Cheng... Senior brother, do you think that's the person the sect is looking for?"

The black robe and silver face are Mu Zizhen, since he can't quietly cross the black plain, then the sword will not return to kill the past.

The ten Shadow Moon Sect monks in front of him, cultivating to the highest natal peak, the lowest natal mid-stage, saw him walking as if he was facing a great enemy.

The monk in front of him took out a messenger and shouted to Mu Zizhen from a distance, "Hey! ”

I complained before that I couldn't find anyone, but now the main lord appeared and trembled without a fight, without it, this is a ruthless person who has killed the elders of the sect.

Mu Zizhen didn't stop walking, ignoring the other party.

"I... I told you to stop, and my sect elder will be there soon. ”

The breeze blew and choked with a crisp sound.

Ten swords of sword qi penetrated the eyebrows of ten people, but none of them could react.

And looking at Mu Zizhen, the frost front on his back instantly popped out three inches and returned to the sheath in a hurry.

If you don't stare at his sword, you won't be able to find out that he has ever slashed.

There was no rush for Edgeworth to leave, there was still a Jindan monk stationed in front of him, and only by killing this Jindan monk could he be considered temporarily safe.

Only half a pillar of incense, a green mang came to the face, and when the green mang stopped, a blue-robed monk was revealed, the sharp-beaked monkey's cheeks were less than six feet high, and the golden pill was in the early stage.

"This has laid a net of heaven and earth, you can't escape, obediently hand over things to avoid the pain of extracting the marrow and training the soul. ”

"I have a sword for advice. Mu Zizhen solemnly bowed.

Holding the hilt of the sword with his backhand to the back, he slowly twitched, and the friction of the sword and the scabbard rattled.

"Hmph! "The blue-robed monk sees that he only has the cultivation of the late stage of his life, and his vigilance is relaxed," Sandstorm. ”

A strong wind came out of thin air, and countless black sand was blown up, turning into a hundred-zhang black storm in an instant, crushing towards Mu Zizhen.

The more black sand rolled up before the storm, the wider the area, "Woo woo..."

By the time Mu Zizhen was thirty feet in front of him, it was already covered with black sand covering the sky.

swish

Raising his arm and swinging his sword, the sword qi shot out, and it skyrocketed to thirty zhang in an instant.

"Snort"

The sky-covering storm was like a rag, cutting through the middle without the slightest obstruction, and the sword qi was castrated, slashing straight towards the blue-robed monk.

"Wind Shadow Shield. The blue-robed monk was shocked, and he didn't have time to think about why the sword qi was so strong, so he hurriedly sacrificed his defensive shield to block it.

"Boom"

The sword qi slashed on the spirit shield, and the sword qi exploded and the spirit shield flew upside down, and a slight click sounded, and it was indeed the spirit shield that began to crack from the position where the sword blade was slashed.

The violent spiritual power was raging, and the blue-robed monk was lifted away, and the moment he rose from the ground, a touch of sword qi pierced his dantian.

bang

The blue-robed monk smashed to the ground, splashing a piece of black sand, and pointed at Mu Zizhen with trembling hands: "That sword... Sword Qi?"

Mu Zizhen naturally knew what he meant, obviously the sword qi was blown up, and he didn't cut out the second sword, so where did that sword qi come from?

This is where the soul splitting technique is against the sky, there is a wisp of soul splitting attached to that sword qi, and that sword qi actually splits out before it hits the spirit shield.

"Ever heard of parasiticism?"

"Ahem... I see!" The blue-robed monk coughed up blood, and then fell silent.

Mu Zizhen jumped slightly, and the frost blade landed on the soles of his feet, and flew into the distance with a sigh.

The black hair of the robe hunting is flying, and the negative hand is standing on the blade of the sword, and the style of sword cultivation is undoubtedly revealed.

Half a day later, a series of whistling sounds came from the rear, Mu Zizhen frowned, and the pursuers arrived.

The spirit boat is a special flying tool, and with the personal envoy of the Jindan monk, it is naturally not difficult to catch up with him.

Control the flying sword to fall on the black sand, hold the sword in his right hand and point diagonally to his side, his left hand behind him, and quietly watch the flying boat that is getting closer and closer.

The ten figures at the head of the boat are standing, all of them are Jindan period cultivation, and the most of them is the peak of Jindan.

"Boy, kill more than a dozen people in my sect, I will cut you with a thousand knives, and I will uproot the forces behind you. The Jindan peak monk said coldly.

His name is Qiuguan, he is the person in charge of Fang Yuan, and there are ten Jin Dan under him, but he has already beheaded one of them by Mu Zizhen.

"Tell the people behind you to come out! Do you still want to hide your head and show your tail?" Qiu Guanguan Mu Zizhen was only in the late stage of his life, and he didn't find anyone else when his spiritual sense spread.

"That is, we want to wash the forces behind you in blood, and let everyone in Zhuozhou see what the fate of offending my Shadow Moon Sect is. Another Jin Dan shouted.

Mu Zizhen's eyes were cold, just kill him, and even wanted to implicate the forces behind him, which touched his bottom line.

"Haha... A group of villains! Peeping into the Zhu family's opportunity to destroy people, and also blaming the other race, dare to be a rat who dare not be, and also have the face to bark in front of the master?" Mu Zizhen laughed angrily.

"You're looking for death!"

A mid-stage Jindan monk jumped down from the spirit boat with a loud shout, and the spiritual power around his body was surging, and he pressed his palm towards Mu Zizhen.

The spiritual power of the palm converged, and in an instant, it turned into a golden peak and pressed down on the head.

The peak is ten zhang high, such as gold juice casting, and the sun reflects dazzling golden rays.

With a twist of Mu Zizhen's wrist, the frost blade spun and swirled, circling around his body like a spirit snake.

Bent his legs down and kicked the ground, and with a bang, a deep pit appeared.

"The form and spirit are one, and the six strengths are broken, and the mountains are broken. ”

Kicking the ground, standing up, waving arms to the sky, adjusting the air, concentrating, and breaking the air with both fists, this is Liuhe.

rumble

The two fists smashed at the bottom of Jinfeng Peak, and the debris in the sky collapsed and dissipated.

Whether it was the monk who made the move, or the remaining nine people on the boat, their pupils shrank, and they only broke the mid-stage Jindan spell with the power of their physical bodies, how strong did they have to be?

"Buzz"

A sword qi swept out from the frost edge, and when Jin Dan was shocked, he shaved off his head.

One round, the middle stage of the natal slashing golden pill.

"This son goes up against the sky! Qiu Guan's face turned black to the bottom of the pot, and he shouted gloomily.

Hmmm...

A series of nine figures flew down the spirit boat and slashed straight at Mu Zizhen, who had just fallen back to the ground.

The spiritual power fluctuations spread out for several miles, and the nine magic spells attacked Mu Zizhen.

The five systems of gold, wood, water, fire and earth are complete, and the most powerful is the attack issued by Qiu Guan, and a hundred-zhang lotus leaf bag is pressed down, blocking Mu Zizhen's dodge space.

The frost front hung above his head and spun rapidly, and one after another sword qi shot out from the sword wheel, and the dense sword qi pierced the lotus leaf like rain, making a series of popping sounds.

The majesty under the lotus leaf cover was stopped.

In the stalemate between the two, a knife was cut down first, and Mu Zi's true spirit yuan force was reversed, and a punch was struck on the blade.

Blood splattered, the blade was smashed away, and a deep blood wound appeared on Mu Zizhen's fist.