Chaos is about to arise, so Mu Yun is reluctant to slaughter the demon seventy-two.

Just imagine, in the future, in this land, the human race and the demon race will face off against each other. When the army unfolded, the flags fluttered, and the war drums sounded, from the array of the human army, rushed out of the countless demon clans who shouted to kill the heavens, and the great demon of the fairy realm must have been very disgusting in his heart.

Thinking of that scene, Mu Yun was a little happy.

The pleasure extracted from the pain of the enemy is simply not too pleasant.

Just this flicker, of course, is not enough to make the demon seventy-two turn against him.

A Six Realms, not to mention qualified to open a mountain and establish a sect, is an extremely precious mainstay in an ordinary sect, and it is not like a woman in the market, saying that wind is rain.

Mu Yun made a booing gesture and said mysteriously: "That little trick of yours, do you really think that many immortal sects, including Longhu Mountain, are all kept in the dark?"

He sneered, looked at Demon Seventy-two with pitiful eyes, and revealed the heavenly secret: "Your master and ancestor are all too naïve! Not to mention the rest of the sects, in Longhu Mountain alone, there are three Immortal Realm and one Ascending Realm Elder Taishang. They can't retreat, but it's just because the whole world can't find half a decent opponent. ”

"Immortal Realm is amazing?"

Mu Yun's eyes were cold: "That cold light, it's okay to go to prison honestly." He dared to come forward, believe it or not, the four great sword immortals took out their swords together, and cut off his dog's head in an instant!"

Demon Seventy-two couldn't fake the young man's generous expression, only felt a chill in his neck, and said suspiciously: "Three Immortal Realm, one Flying Ascension Realm, this is unlikely, right?"

"How could it be!"

Mu Yun intentionally or unintentionally fiddled with the Dragon City Sword on his waist, he pushed the sword out of its sheath and saved it, just for a moment, Demon Seventy-two was shocked to find that hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers, including him, were all included in a separate space.

Demon Seventy-two's heart trembled, his lips trembled, and he muttered three words, but he didn't say them.

Mu Yun put away the Dragon City Sword and showed off intentionally or unintentionally: "Ah, you guessed right, it's just a thing at hand." ”

He was not ashamed, and continued to talk nonsense: "There is an Elder Taishang of the Immortal Realm, who has taken a fancy to the supreme qualifications that are rare in the next thousand years, and tried his best to match me and one of her juniors. Her juniors, in terms of appearance, are naturally alluring to the country. However, in the future, he is dedicated to the Tao, and he will never delay the kendo to reach the top for the sake of these small things that are long in love with children. ”

"Sad!"

Mu Yun recalled with a wry smile with the sad eyes of "You are not me, so you don't understand my sorrows": "What can I do if I don't agree? After all, the other party is an immortal realm, and I can only succumb to her obscenity." ”

"But the other party is worthy of the fairy realm, and he gave three dowry gifts, all of which are okay, one of which is this close object. ”

When Demon Seventy-Two heard this, he couldn't help but shudder, knowing that your kid is so rich, maybe you can't use the word "okay"? It's the same as how much you have been wronged.

Mu Yun continued to attack his heart, and the killing intent in the heart of Demon Seventy-two decreased by most of it, so Mu Yun Yufeng got closer and continued to complain: "Brother, don't say anything, you are also a fallen person at the end of the world! Look at you, you are used as cannon fodder, helping others bury yourself alive, the soil is almost drowning to your neck, and you are still stupid." ”

"Look at me again, what a blessing is the Three Realms when I am young? It's a pity that even my marriage is not free. ”

"What is the point of people like us, if we can't understand each other, warm each other, and live with each other calculating, and being the eighth king for ten thousand years. ”

He resisted the wind again, approached Demon Seventy-two, patted him on the shoulder, and asked, "What do you say? ”

A Three Realms, chasing and forcing a Six Realms to be his little brother, has never seen it.

If it weren't for the background of scaring people to death, who would dare to do such a death-seeking thing with their brains in the water?

Demon Seventy-two was fooled by him, and his intuition told him that this kid was all nonsense, but a close thing would never be faked, and Demon Seventy-two had a mess in his mind: "You let me think about it." ”

"I still want to fart!" Mu Yun shuddered at the door of his head, and he was about to lift the seventy-two robes of the demon, shouting in his mouth that the master wanted to see if you were a woman dressed as a man, with or without a handle in the crotch, and it was not cool to do something.

Mu Yun still kept a distance of 100 meters, and within this distance, even if the Great Luo Immortal arrived, it was impossible to make small movements under his nose.

The demon seventy-two broke the sky and some men who couldn't make up their minds and could easily provoke wars in several countries, but they were made to lose their judgment by the words of an ant, and even began to doubt the demon life.

But fortunately, this place has not yet left the jurisdiction of Dongling County, and there are several good ancestral halls not far away, and the incense is prosperous.

Mu Yun slapped his head and yelled, don't you just don't believe in me, brother?

With a wave of his hand, the endless power of faith converged from the ancestral hall of the good man, forming a gray funnel that was not too big or small.

Demon Seventy-two was puzzled, only to feel that the mountains and rivers were turning, and the "Zhang Dou" actually took him and moved a hundred miles away in an instant to Dongling Street.

He couldn't help but feel a burst of admiration in his heart, and his mind flowed, and the mountains and rivers also flowed, isn't this a means that only those legendary gods of mountains and rivers have?

The voice of "Zhang Dou" sounded in his ears: "Don't make a fuss, it's just a little trick, when you come under my name, I will teach you in the future." ”

The demon seventy-two didn't dare to come out, because Mu Yun moved the mountains and rivers and took him to meet three people:

In the dry temple in the mountains, there is a monk who meditates cross-legged, he is like a fossil who has been sitting for 10,000 years, but he opened his eyes at the moment when Mu Yun and the demon seventy-two appeared.

In his eyes, there was nothing, and Demon Seventy-two secretly glanced at it, but saw that in his eyes, countless golden scriptures emerged, forming a majestic golden body and dharma appearance;

Demon Seventy-two actually had the urge to kneel down in front of the monk's Faxiang

Mu Yun waved his hand to the monk: "Zen heart, don't get up, don't get up, meditate with peace of mind." ”

The monk really closed his eyes;

Next, Mu Yun took him to meet two more people, a master who was napping in a private school, and an old man who was working in the fields:

The Master was fine, but when he went to see him, he had not woken up from his nap, so there was no miracle manifestation of the sage book in his hand.

However, just the rich literary fortune that surrounded him was enough to make Demon Seventy-two tremble.

Mu Yun smiled and comforted him, this master's surname is Kong, and he is a descendant of the most holy master of Confucianism, and now he is helping me do some small things about teaching.

Demon Seventy-two's legs are weak, let a gentleman of the academy, the power of the Longmen Realm, help you do something trivial?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Demon Seventy-two would have to ask him, if he has a few tongues, he won't be afraid of the wind.

Fortunately, Mu Yun's heart moved, and they came to the field, only an ordinary-looking old man, who was slowly sowing seeds.

Demon Seventy-two breathed a sigh of relief, the monk and the master just now are both in the Eight Realms, and they can pinch us to death with one finger, so it's better for the old man.

Mu Yun came to the old man, pinched his face, and said with a smile: "Senior, you're not lazy in your work, are you?"

The old man was not only not angry when Mu Yunmao was careless, he glanced at Demon Seventy-two casually, but said enthusiastically: "How dare you be lazy, the young master asked me to guarantee this year's harvest, but I haven't been idle for a moment." ”

After he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves, and thousands of spiritual qi condensed into substance were sprinkled, and in the nearby few acres of fields, the seeds of crops that had just been planted were like a night of spring breeze, and they broke through the soil in an instant.

Mu Yun turned to Demon Seventy-two and asked with a smile: "Brother, the old man has two sleeves in his hands, isn't it powerful?"

Demon seventy-two liver and gallbladder split!

I thought it was an ordinary old man, but I thought that this trick was full of vitality, and the master's demonic spirit led him to the threshold of cultivation, and it was actually the same.

This old man, to say the least, is also a Jindan realm!

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding scenery changed, and Demon Seventy-two was like a dream.

If it weren't for the power funnel of faith that was about to dissipate, Demon Seventy-Two would definitely feel that his brain was broken.

Mu Yun clapped his hands, and Yun said lightly: "See, one Jindan Realm, two Longmen Realm, are all my horses." You little Six Realms Demon Clan, if I hadn't deliberately pulled you, you wouldn't have known how to die. ”

At this time, Demon Seventy-two no longer had any doubts about the young man in front of him who called himself "Zhang Dou", and he believed what he said.

He gritted his teeth and knelt on his knees ready to confess the Lord.

Mu Yun waved his hand, what are you doing, our brothers are commensurate, and we are very polite.

He took out an object from his arms, which was the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror that he snatched from the hand of the demon seventy-two clones.

He gently raised the treasure mirror, and immediately a ray of light shot out, and the demon seventy-two instinctively wanted to dodge, and he caught a glimpse of the young man's cold eyes, so he could only obediently let the light hit.

A moment later, Demon Seventy-Two snorted, and half of his body was shaved by the light, and he was sweating profusely.

Fortunately, Mu Yun took out a spirit ginseng whisker from his arms and handed it to him, he caught it with one hand and immediately entered it. It is strange to say that such a tragic injury, after swallowing that little ginseng, the injury actually began to recover at a visible speed, but the demon seventy-two looked depressed and needed time to recuperate.

"Brother, how do you feel?" Mu Yun showed a hypocritical smile

"Don't think about it, I'm not learning from others' kindness and power, giving candy while playing the board, we can't do that kind of hypocritical thing. Just now, my hand shook and I didn't hold it steady. ”

Demon Seventy-two dragged his weak body to bow down, and said sincerely: "Master, please don't bend down, if there is anything that needs me to go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, you can say a word." ”

Mu Yun immediately helped him up, and said enthusiastically What is the master and servant, it sounds like a lot of life, but he smiled, thinking that it is very useful for this title.

He handed the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror to Demon Seventy-two, the latter looked puzzled, Mu Yun continued to shake it, and Demon Seventy-two dared to take it in his hand.

Mu Yun said: "In this way, there is something I need you to help me arch the fire now." There is a man named Qiu Hao, who was taken captive by your master. That man is my fellow disciple and brother, and he must be saved when he dies. You go to help me intercede, just say that you met a disciple of Longhu Mountain named Zhang Dou, got into a fight, and was beaten half to death by him. ”

"This evil breath can't be endured! Qiu has not been tamed by you? Put it back to Longhu Mountain, make a tongue and ears, and let you control the movements of Longhu Mountain at all times. Your master will not refuse. ”

Since Mu Yun has descended, they are each other on the same boat, and Demon Seventy-two has to think about Mu Yun.

Mu Yun knew what he wanted to say, and waved his hand and said, "Don't persuade me, I must go to the Empty Mountain Demon Cave." You arch yours, I see mine, let's work together, foolproof. ”

Demon Seventy-two admired Mu Yun more and more, he was only a teenager, and he knew how to find someone to do things, and he needed to work hard at both ends, how deep is this city?

The big public to the public is open to talk about the conditions, which is regarded as entering the temple to burn incense;

The most important thing is to ask the demon to find a suitable internal response from the other party, and the small one starts to arch from the bottom to the top, and works together up and down, not afraid that the true monarch of the demon cave will not enter the set.

This is a common way to engage people in the business field, Demon Seventy-two didn't expect that "Zhang Dou" was young and so experienced, so how about handing himself over to him?

Demon Seventy-two took the order and left.

——

Another gray funnel was about to disperse, and Mu Yun appeared at the foot of the Hollow Mountain.

In a blink of an eye, I left Danxia Peak for two years, and I missed it a little, I don't know if the master will still be at the door on the day of the master's shift, and the wait is a day.

After walking through the Hollow Mountain Demon Cave, it's time to go back and have a look.

The little ginseng appeared with a fart and urine, and as soon as they met, they cried in pain: "Congratulations to the master, blessings fall from the sky!"

Mu Yun smiled and asked, "Where does the blessing come from?"

The little ginseng jumped on his shoulder and whispered in his ear: "There is a handsome little girl, and at first glance, it is a perfect match for grandpa! ”

"What little girl?" Mu Yun was confused.

But seeing the villain gesturing on his chest, he squeezed his eyebrows and said, "I don't know, anyway, I'm wearing a snow-white robe, and there are auspicious clouds here ready to come out." ”

"Xiangyun?"

"Baiyunguan disciple?"

Lingshen villain had palpitations: "It seems that he was born in Baiyunguan, relying on his good background and high cultivation, and he is very horizontal." I told her that my grandfather's bedside fighting kung fu is a must, and I want to compare with her when I go back. ”

Mu Yun is interested, Baiyun Temple, Xuandu Temple, since ancient times, they are all ready to move, and they want to compete with Longhu Mountain.

Since the little lady is from afar, how can we not fulfill the friendship of the landlord and play with her.

"Where's she?"

"With a broken sword, he played a majestic role with me, and jumped into the bottomless abyss. ”