"Start cultivating the Great Yan Divine Decision, it is best to cultivate to the second level within three years!" Mu Yu said secretly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Practicing to the second level, the strength of the Yuan Shen of the Immortal Mage who is still breathing is not the opponent of Mu Yu at all, and when the time comes, he will either be crushed by the Yuan Shen and the form and spirit will be destroyed, or he will fuse and devour his memory and Yuan Shen essence!

"That old guy, I don't think I can find a suitable body for him, what he gambles on is that I can't practice the "Great Yan Divine Decision" to the second realm in a short period of time!" Mu Yu smiled coldly, under normal circumstances, in just a few years of hard work, it is impossible to eat through the "Great Yan Divine Decision", this secret book against the sky, let alone cultivate to the second level, but Mu Yu has mastered the black small jar of this anti-heaven treasure, just the effect of being able to enhance the medicinal power of the elixir is enough to make all the primordial old monsters crazy.

I took out a Guyuan pill, put it in my mouth, and in an instant, the pill melted, turned into pure medicinal power, and spread out in the body.

This sitting is a few days.

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On the sea of Xilong, the scorching sun hangs in the sky.

The waves are sparkling, the smoke is vast, and there are heavy scales racing.

Occasional breeze blows

- It's the autumn wind.

Stir up a small wave.

The young eggs of gold-eating ants in the jar have broken more than ten times, and small lives have been born from them one after another.

They whirled clumsily in the air or crawled slowly on the ground, but none of them dared to frolic beside a young man in a plain robe.

Suddenly, a fat, white little flying insect, which looked like an ant, got out of the crack in the door, as if looking for something, and flew into a room not far from the next door.

This is a black-robed man, with long light black hair, hooked nose, cold complexion, looking a little pale, he is of moderate height, but his body is thin, a pair of white palms, pinching some kind of hand, and there is a purple-black ball of light in front of him, wrapped in something.

A little, the black-robed man's left hand flipped, and his hand changed, causing the purple-black ball of light to roll up quickly, with a humming tremble, thousands of beams of light burst out, and gradually, the purple-black ball of light dimmed until it dissipated, revealing an elixir the size of a thumb cover.

Phew!

Suddenly, a streamer rushed in, and in the blink of an eye, it pounced on the pill the size of the thumb cap, opened its mouth and bit it, and ate a third of it.

The black-robed man opened his eyes and looked at a small white insect in front of him angrily, just about to kill with a snap of his fingers, but he was suddenly stunned on the spot.

The little insect gnawed on the elixir with the size of his thumb, and after eating it three times and dividing five by two, he screamed with satisfaction, then shook his wings and flew slowly towards the crack in the door, as if he did not see the man in the black robe.

"Shoot!" As soon as the black-robed man grabbed his fingers, the air began to vibrate violently, producing wave marks, smashing on the white insects layer by layer, forming an invisible air mass, wanting to detain the white insects.

The white insect seemed to be a little disdainful, opened its slightly immature fangs, and only listened to a few abnormal sounds of "snort", which was enough to detain the air mass of the ordinary little demon, and it was as fragile as tofu skin in front of it, and it was directly bitten and "leaked".

"Sure enough...... the black-robed man's pupils shrank, and he laughed suddenly, "...... Sure enough, it's a gold-eating ant!"

Gold-eating ants, although the juvenile body is only a first-order, but in terms of combat power, it is comparable to a second-order demon beast. The adult gold-eating ants have a one-on-one, biting force that easily tears apart the skull of the Wind Wolf King, and several adult gold-eating ants are enough to besiege a foundation-building peak monk, and thirty or forty adult gold-eating ants, even if they are monks in the Dan period, they have to retreat.

"And it's gold-eating ants...... Looks like it's still a juvenile?" the black-robed man's thoughts raced.

Under normal circumstances, a juvenile gold-eating ant would never fly into here, unless it was a monk, or a capable person who was proficient in the way of raising insects, carried this juvenile gold-eating ant on board, probably a negligence, let it run out, smelled the fragrance of the elixir the size of a fingernail, and slipped into his room.

Thinking of this, the black-robed man's face suddenly showed greed, he didn't know how many strange insects like this young gold-eating ant were there for the owner of this young gold-eating ant?

Even if there are only three, it is enough to arouse the desire in the heart of the black-robed man to do something like murder and overselling.

"Shock!" The black-robed man snorted coldly, patted the storage bag, and took out a blue cover, which instantly buckled upside down on the young gold-eating ant, and produced a powerful spiritual field, pressing this small white insect, unable to move.

This black-robed man is a Gu cultivator, and he is a teacher of Miao Jiang's orthodox Gu science, proficient in the way of raising insects, and I don't know what means he has used, which actually made this irritable young gold-eating ant become a lot more honest, as if he dozed off, and then didn't move.

"Huh?" Mu Yu, who was sitting on the futon in the room, suddenly opened his eyes, he hurriedly collected his skills, and with a move of his hand, the young gold-eating ants playing around flew in front of him, and lined up one by one, neatly lined up.

"One missing?" In the past few days of retreat, Mu Yu was engrossed in the second realm of "Dayan Divine Decision", his thoughts were empty, and he reached the state of selflessness, ignoring the gold-eating ant larvae that were about to hatch in the small black jar.

Reconnecting with the young gold-eating ant that was caught, a familiar and cordial call suddenly appeared in the pastoral heart.

When raising these 34 gold-eating ants, in the early days of pastoral language, they were all dripping their essence blood once a day, refining it, and carefully cultivating it with good spiritual fluid all the time.

Therefore, when the young gold-eating ant was caught by the black-robed man, Mu Yu felt a feeling, pushed the door directly, looked for the feeling in his heart, and came to the door of a house.

Mu Yu hesitated slightly, the gloomy color on his face slowly dissipated, he didn't know how to cultivate the guy who caught the young gold-eating ant, if the other party was too powerful, he could only admit that he was unlucky.

Without waiting for Mu Yu to knock on the door, the man in the black robe opened the door and was about to take the initiative to look for Mu Yu, but when he stood still and looked, he found that the main man had come to the door.

"That's right, the breath on that young gold-eating ant is very similar to this young man...... However, he seems to only have the early stage of foundation building?" The black-robed man looked Mu Yu up and down playfully, his Gu Dao cultivation had reached the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, and there were three or four defensive spirit treasures on his body, which could be described as a rich net, an ordinary monk in the late stage of foundation building, he could fight for a while, let alone a small early stage foundation building monk?

"This fellow Daoist, I don't know if you ever saw a white insect just now?" Mu Yu went straight to the point and arched his hand at him.

The black-robed man proudly put his hands behind his back and said in an indifferent tone: "What kind of worm? I have been in retreat for a few days, and I have just finished my work for a while, and I am about to rest for a while, when I find you standing at my door, as if you are looking for me?"

"Haven't you really seen that little worm?" Mu Yu's eyes flashed slightly, and the call from the gold-eating ant larvae became even stronger.

"Hmph, what if you see it, but whoever enters my territory is mine. The black-robed man snorted coldly, already admitting it in disguise.

"This fellow Daoist, you are also a great monk in the foundation building period, and it is a loss of grace to do such a robber act. Mu Yu said lightly.

"I need you to teach?" The black-robed man stood with his hands in his hands and said proudly: "That broken worm of yours is indeed in my hands, but just now, it was thrown into the ten thousand poison jar by me for stealing one of my pills, and at this time, it is estimated that it has turned into flying ashes." ”

"How much is that pill of Daoyou, I can compensate you, but please exchange my things for me. Mu Yu said calmly.

"It's late! hurry up, or you'll blame me for being unkind!" the black-robed man scolded.

Mu Yu's expression was cold, it seemed that the black-robed man recognized the strange insect species of gold-eating ants, and he planned to keep it for himself.

And the black-robed man's eyes stared at Mu Yu's eyes, and he also burst out with a strong killing intent.

After perceiving the black-robed man's greed hidden in the depths of his eyes, Mu Yu's heart suddenly moved, he secretly sneered, pretending to be annoyed, took a step forward, and said lightly: "Since you are so crazy, how about I try your skills?!"

Boom!

The palm glowing with golden light slapped it directly, and Mu Yu left a little strength, disguised as the strength of the peak of the early stage, and struck the black light palm of the black-robed man.

Suddenly, a dull sound echoed, and a slight sound of "creaking" came from the floor, but fortunately, this treasure ship called "Turning the River" was a spiritual treasure-level magic weapon, so it did not become shattered under the bombardment of the two people's spiritual palms.

Otherwise, if it were replaced by an ordinary ship, it would have been crushed to pieces by invisible air waves.

After the blow, Mu Yu took a few steps back with a "shocked" expression.

"Hmph, just a little mana, you still dare to compete in front of me?!" The black-robed man smiled contemptuously, thinking that how strong Mu Yu was, at most his short-term combat power, could be comparable to the middle stage of foundation building, with his own multiple hole cards and supernatural powers, he could kill the other party in less than ten rounds.

As soon as he gritted his teeth and patted the spirit beast bag, nearly twenty gold-eating ants flew out, one of which was an adult, and the rest were juveniles.

The greed in the black-robed man's eyes became even hotter at the sight of the buzzing and flying gold-eating ants, however, just as he was about to raise his shield, a loud shout followed.

The sleeve robe shook, and the gold-eating ants flying in the sky were put into the storage bag by the pastoral language.

“...... Stop!" the voice rang out.

Several monks in the late stage of foundation building rushed over, glanced at Mu Yu and the black-robed man coldly, and shouted: "In the treasure ship of my Yannan Shipyard, no matter who it is, no matter who it is, no one is allowed to fight, if you want to fight, wait until you dock, otherwise, don't blame me Yannan Shipyard for being polite!"

Mu Yu stood silently, pretending to be hateful, shaved the black-robed man, and returned to his room with a face full of unwillingness and gloom.

Looking at Mu Yu's departing back, the black-robed man's lips curled, and a grim smile suddenly appeared.