Mingshan, since ancient times, there are many stories of mountain spirits and ghosts, in the Jiangcheng area with many plains and few mountains, Mingshan Mountain, which is not too high in altitude, also seems to be very steep.

The area near the foot of the mountain and the mountainside has been developed by the government as a scenic area, a forest farm and a ski resort, and the bare rocks above the mountainside are too much for even the most serious climbers to take on the challenge.

The staff of the forest farm saw a familiar white cat running into the woods, and did not stop it. In recent years, the government's attitude towards Mingshan has been relatively relaxed, and even fences have been added around Mingshan to prevent people from entering and destroying the ecology of Mingshan.

Speaking of which, Mingshan is actually a paradise-like situation, retaining a very primitive natural style.

Bai Mu easily entered the fence, looking at the deep and silent dense forest of Mingshan, and there was a trace of fear in his heart: he always felt that this seemingly ordinary Mingshan buried many secrets.

What kind of scenery is it in a place that has been inaccessible for hundreds of thousands of years? Immortal cultivators seem to be closer to nature and more detached than ordinary people, but they still feel their own insignificance under the power of nature. Perhaps after reaching a higher realm, this fear of the unknown will slowly disappear.

The aura that is almost undetectable in the city can be subtlely perceived in the Ming Mountain.

The giant python that died in Bai Mu's hands should have been cultivating in the Ming Mountain for ten years, relying on the extremely meager aura in the air, he had reached the realm of spiritual perfection. But it is impossible to break through to the Transfiguration Realm without external forces, and it should be because of this that it chose to go down the mountain.

Bai Mu, who rushed forward, suddenly stumbled, and his breath became disordered: the clone was destroyed!

Bai Mu's doppelganger's vision and feelings will always retain some that are passed on to the body, and the taste of being strangled by more than 100 ice blades makes Bai Mu's heartbeat skip a beat. If the real body withstood this attack, it would definitely be dead and lifeless!

"He deserves to be an elder...... The middle stage of the Imperial Weapon Realm is so terrifying!"

Bai Mu sighed in his heart, as if he knew Bai Mu's thoughts: "Don't be stupid! The Imperial Weapon Realm and the Foundation Building Realm are completely incomparable. It is still possible for more than a dozen foundation building monks to pile up a pregnant spirit realm, but the imperial weapon monks who already have their own natal spirit soldiers are already at another level, even if the strength of the imperial weapon realm is uneven according to the quality of the spirit soldiers, it is not that the foundation building realm can be stacked with the number of people. ”

"The Imperial Weapon Realm that killed you has not touched your own natal spirit weapon at all, and you can experience the gap yourself......

Bai Mu began to worry a little: Is he really capable of escaping this catastrophe? Could it be that the kiss he left when he left was really his first and last kiss?

Suddenly, there was a whistling sound in the sky, Bai Mu rolled and dodged vigilantly, it turned out to be an ancient sword with a strange shape, and said shallowly:

"It's over, it's over! That old man's natal spirit soldier turned out to be the flying sword that attacked first, and he himself was about to catch up, so you can ask for more blessings!"

Bai Mu's expression was solemn, the ancient sword missed a blow, and it actually flew out of the soil again, shaking the mud on the sword's body like a sexual spirit, and stabbing out again!

The cold sword qi roared, Bai Mu was surprised to see a thin layer of frost on the grass and trees at his feet, and he was still thinking in his mind how many spiritual weapons this was: "Fourth grade, four pinnacle, what a strange sword ......"

Bai Mu threw out an ordinary sword from the ring, and collided with this ancient sword head-on, the ordinary sword was actually split from it, the section was as smooth as a mirror, and the ancient sword was ready to come.

Bai Mu listened to the shallow instructions, put his hands together, and the spirit mirror appeared in this world as an entity for the first time!

"Dang!"

With a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, Bai Mu fell to the ground with his head covered, letting out a painful roar.

The spirit mirror has long been integrated with his soul, and the mirror with all kinds of wonders is only extremely hard in the hands of Bai Mu, who has cultivated to a low level, and the light dimmed a little under the blow of the ancient sword, and flew back into the sea of Bai Mu's knowledge.

At the same time, the ancient sword also flew back backwards, trembling slightly, as if it had been affected a lot. Less than ten miles away, the Sheng family and his party, who were originally on the way at full speed, were startled by the wail of the three elders.

The three elders covering their temples were extremely surprised at first, and then they surged into ecstasy: "What baby, you actually blocked the full force of my 'Frost Morning Moon'?"

Whether it is a spirit stone or the so-called elixir, it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of Sheng Zhengyang, the third elder of the Sheng family, Sheng Zhengyang, who was originally just trying to win opportunities for juniors, suddenly felt that his creation was coming!

The ancient sword "Frost Morning Moon" itself is the pinnacle of the four-grade spiritual weapon, in the Sheng family, only the "cold spirit" of the head of the family can stabilize it, and now it was shocked back by the spiritual weapon in the hand of a foundation building monk, and even injured his own spiritual sense!

"If this spiritual weapon falls into his hands, even if it is the position of the head of the family, it may not be impossible to fight!"

Sheng Zhengyang no longer cared about the children of the Sheng family on the left and right, and his speed skyrocketed again: "I'll take a step first! Continue to move forward in this direction, and then converge at the front!"

Many of the Sheng family's children, including Sheng Guangyu, looked at each other and didn't understand what was going on, so they could only move on.

Bai Mu, who was staggering, only felt dizzy, as if he had been pulled off a few whiskers by Xia Tao's father a few weeks ago, and he couldn't keep his balance, and hit his head on the tree several times.

"What bad idea did you give me? I didn't get stuck in that sword, and I'm about to be shattered by this impact!"

Qianqian's tone was very serious suddenly: "Don't speak!"

Bai Mu rolled behind a big tree that was thick and thin surrounded by two people, and the ancient sword like a maggot like a tarsal bone staggered and slashed down, actually cutting off half of the crown of the big tree. Bai Mu knew that the elder of the Sheng family was also injured in the collision just now, and he took this opportunity to run towards the depths of Ming Mountain.

Not knowing how many times he dodged the edge of the ancient sword, Bai Mu suddenly felt a coercion coming, this coercion almost crushed him to pieces, the ancient sword suddenly quieted down, and a figure appeared from the woods.

The ancient sword spun and flew back, and landed firmly in the hands of the old man who walked out of the woods, and in an instant, the spring woods suddenly seemed to welcome a frost, and white frost covered the surface of the leaves.

Sheng Zhengyang has arrived!

The old man narrowed his eyes and exclaimed in surprise: "How is it possible? It has disappeared again? But the breath I felt just now is definitely the main body and not the doppelganger......!

The ancient sword "Frost Morning Moon" soared into the air and drew a circle under his profound skill of Zhenhai Copying Quadruple, and the sword qi was surging!

"See where you can hide!"

This time, the indiscriminate attack didn't find Bai Mu, but Sheng Zhengyang slowly turned around and looked at the way he came.

A handsome young man who was overly dressed and ill-fitting appeared in front of him, his eyebrows full of doubt.

Feeling the other party's cultivation carefully, Sheng Zhengyang stretched out his hand and beckoned the ancient sword that was still hovering in mid-air: "I didn't expect the old man to blame his own children...... Let me see how much water you're mixing with this young Imperial Weapon Realm!"

"It's gone! It's gone!" the young man seemed to be blind to Sheng Zhengyang's provocation, and he stomped his foot with some resentment, "Is this spirit mirror a refinement?"

"Hey, old man, have you ever seen a mirror that has become a spirit?"

What answered him was Sheng Zhengyang's turbulent blue aura!