A defeat can bring such a big change to Kisuke, and the power in Su Mu's mouth is also extremely terrifying for his temptation.

Su Musha vaguely remembered that when he first came to this world, when he first saw Kisuke, his clear and bright eyes.

Now Mu Jie's eyes contain complexity, coldness, and even a trace of hatred, for Su Musha's hatred for his desires here, no matter what, there is no longer a trace of clarity in these eyes.

That touch of hatred was also covered by Su Mu's eyes.

After all, he is a teenager, and he can't hide his thoughts well, and what he is thinking in his heart can be clearly revealed in those eyes.

Su Musha didn't have much to worry about.

Witnessing the rise and disappearance of the colorful mountains, witnessing the false gods of the heavens, and witnessing the treacherous god fruit, Su Musha has decided to leave a chess piece in this world before leaving.

It's good to be cool and thin, and only with hatred can you be motivated.

Only with such a chess piece can they live longer in the cultivation world.

Mu Jie was left in the main hall, and Su Musha walked into the side hall alone.

Putting the stone bowl in front of him, Su Musha took out a dragon fruit in his hand, squeezed the dark red viscous slurry into the stone bowl, and as if he thought of something, Su Musha took out another dragon fruit, a god fruit.

The dark red viscous slurry and the golden yellow slurry were all blended together as Su Mushu shook constantly.

Unprecedented changes, this is also something that Su Musha has always wanted to experiment.

Whether it is a god fruit or a dragon fruit, they all grow from the god fruit tree, and the difference is only the blood that is poured on it.

In some theory, it is possible for the slurry of the two fruits to mix together.

However, the changes between the god fruit and the dragon fruit can be said to be two different paths in the opposite direction, and what kind of effect will be produced, Su Musha is not clear in his heart.

This kind of confusion, originally Su Musha wanted to return to the sect and plot against a disciple of the sect at will, so as to experiment, but he didn't expect Mu Jie to take the initiative to come to the door, but he also responded to Su Musha's idea.

If this can be done, the left and right will leave a shadow in this world, an element of uncertainty.

After taking this bowl of slurry, Kisuke will be a traitor to the Lingban tribe in the future, but he is also destined to be unacceptable to the false gods.

If this matter does not work, it will just be a matter of Su Musha killing one more person.

With a bowl of orange-red slurry, Su Musha walked back to the main hall and placed the stone bowl in front of Kisuke.

"If you drink it, you can become a brute cultivator, you can fight the demon god, and you can prove immortality. ”

Su Musha's voice was hoarse, and his empty eyes were still cold looking at Mu Jie who was kneeling in front of him.

The young man and Su Musha looked at each other for a long time, and finally lost the battle.

The years he has experienced can't be compared to Su Musha, and the gaze of Su Musha's eyes is like two cold swords, piercing into Mu Jie's heart.

"It's too late for you to regret it now, I can act as if nothing happened just now. ”

Looking at Mu Jie, whose eyebrows were lowered, Su Musha spoke again, and even reached out to take away the stone bowl in front of Mu Jie.

"Kisuke...... No remorse!"

The young man gritted his teeth, this sentence seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, and he looked up at Su Musha again, and the trace of hatred was stronger, which made Su Musha feel interesting.

Kisuke stretched out his hand and picked up the stone bowl directly, and drank the orange slurry with his head up.

Rumble!

A faint wave of qi surged on Mu Suke's body, Mu Jie gritted his teeth tightly, and made a "gurgling" sound in his throat, as if there was a sharp pain accompanying him, but he forcibly endured it and kept silent.

Su Makusha's divine sense shrouded Kisuke.

The two Daos were mixed together, and Su Musha didn't know what kind of monster he would create.

Gradually, dark lines appeared on Kisuke's skin.

This is the dragon seal, but it is completely different from the dragon seal on Su Musha and Fu Liyun.

Slight deviations have occurred.

In a few moments, these lines instantly covered Kisuke's whole body, even including Kisuke's own clean face.

As if born and destined in a dream, this dark dragon pattern and Kisuke's body fused together.

After a while, the dragon pattern disappeared from Kisuke's body again, but Su Mu was shrouded in divine consciousness, and sometimes it was more real than what he saw with his eyes.

The wood grain didn't disappear from Musuke's body, but it was hidden in the flesh and blood, making it even more imperceptible.

As time passed slowly, even Su Musha's divine sense could not feel the existence of the dragon pattern in Mu Jie's body, but the boy's aura became even more terrifying, like a humanoid tyrannosaurus.

At the same time, with the disappearance of the dragon seal, a dark red line appeared on Kisuke's eyebrows.

Su Mushu frowned, feeling the treacherous texture of Mu Jie's eyebrows.

There is a great terror!

Su Musha sighed with emotion, the two different ways are really blended together by Su Musha, embodied in Mu Jie's body, the lines on the center of the eyebrows are like divine lines, but with the reckless domineering spirit of Xuanlong, this is a very treacherous atmosphere, like divine power, but also like dragon power.

Su Musha's cloudy eyes stared at Mu Jie, and for the first time, Su Musha had a trace of killing intent for this chess piece that he had temporarily left behind.

After a while, Su Musha pressed this killing intent from his heart again.

For a long time, the dark red divine pattern on the center of Mu Jie's eyebrows has never dissipated.

The tyrannical aura on Mu Jie's body gradually dissipated, and the young man's eyes were even cooler, as if he had been affected by the god fruit, Su Musha always felt that these eyes were becoming more and more ruthless, not like human eyes, and even less seven emotions and six desires, more like a god overlooking all living beings above the nine heavens.

A pair of eyes similar to a god appeared on the body of a spirited young man.

The corners of Su Musha's mouth hooked up into an imperceptible smile.

Interesting...... It's really funny......

It's so interesting that all the time, Su Musha has to suppress the murderous machine surging in his heart.

Over time, Kisuke grew up enough to threaten Sumaku.

It's a pity that this is the Three Ancient Eras, and no matter how brilliant Mu Jie will be in the future, he will not be in the same era as Su Musha.

The ones who should have a headache for this variable are those false gods who once walked in the sky and once chased and killed themselves!

He left a terrible enemy for the future of this group of people.

In the evening, Kisuke left from Sumusha and did not return to the tribe.

After the boy kowtowed and drank the bowl of slurry, he was destined to no longer belong to the Ao Bao tribe, no longer belong to the Lingman, and he wanted to take a lonely road.

Su Musha sighed with emotion and contained all the things in the stone hall into the storage bag, quietly waiting for the night to completely envelop the entire Lingman Mountain, and also directly entered the mountain from the valley, bypassing the Cypriot tribe, and walking towards the cave where he had come.

No matter how wonderful the world of the three ancient spirits is, Su Musha still has to embark on the return journey after all.