Mu Yu ignored Feng Xiao, but put one hand behind his back, frowning slightly, looking at the light blue bubbles in front of him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Water attribute lock spirit array?" Mu Yu murmured softly, he didn't dabble in the formation much, among the many side doors, to say that the most proficient is alchemy, followed by alchemy.

After all, the age of the pastor is there, unlike those old monsters who have lived for a hundred years at every turn, and have a lot of time to immerse themselves in other 'side doors'.

Therefore, the pastoral language often feels a little headache after encountering the formation, especially the bondage formation, but in the face of this situation like the one in front of him, the pastoral language usually uses brute force to break it!

Seeing that Mu Yu didn't take care of himself, Feng Xiao's face also showed anger, in his opinion, Mu Yu was already a turtle in the urn, and he couldn't escape. Using "Dragon Crouching Tiger Demon Sutra" in exchange for a small life for yourself, no matter how you look at it, this deal is very cost-effective.

Of course, after the matter is completed, whether Feng Xiao will keep his promise and herd a horse depends on how much benefit the latter can give him, if the benefits are big enough, Feng Xiao might as well take a certain risk to consider it......

"This fellow Daoist, the Dragon Crouching Tiger Demon Sutra is certainly mysterious and extraordinary, but it also has to be cultivated, right?" the half-hundred old man persuaded, the terrifying strength shown by Mu Yu just now really scared everyone, and they were also afraid that if they continued to fight, they would worry about their lives.

After all, if Mu Yu fights desperately, it is still possible to pull a person as a backpad.

"Hmph, an inaccessible formation, and you still want to trap me?" Mu Yu snorted coldly.

"Your Excellency is going to be obsessed?" Feng Xiao laughed angrily, not entering the stream? This is what I spent a lot of merit points in exchange for from the sect!

You must know that one merit point is equal to ten spirit stones, and Rao is Feng Xiao's strength, and he has to accumulate it for thirteen years before he can make up enough merit points to buy this water attribute soul locking array.

However, in the next moment, Mu Yu told Feng Xiao in a specific way of action how rubbish the water attribute spirit locking array that he regarded as a treasure was!

"Go!" Mu Yu patted the spirit beast bag, and a black scorpion on the back carapace, branded with strange red lines, suddenly appeared in his palm, and then, Mu Yu flung forward, this spirit devouring scorpion that had been raised by Mu Yu for more than ten years, opened its sharp mouthparts, and swallowed the energy on the light blue bubble in a big gulp.

A pair of sharp big crows were rigidly embedded in the light blue bubbles, making the bubbles slightly protrude outward, and with the Spirit Devouring Scorpion increasing its devouring intensity, the light of the light blue bubbles became more and more dim, suspended above Mu Yu's head, and the aura on the surface of the blue mang's compass also collapsed sharply.

"What?" Feng Xiao was taken aback, and quickly bit his index finger and carved a set of strange lines in the void, and then with the blessing of mana, it was integrated into the crystal compass, making the luster of the light blue bubbles slowly return to its original appearance.

Mu Yu's expression is calm, there is no sadness or joy, and his methods will naturally not be limited to this.

With another slap of the storage bag, countless gold-eating ants trembled their wings as thin as cicada wings, making a buzzing sound, converging like an arrow, piercing straight into the pale blue bubble in front of them.

Sneer~~

With a point to break the surface, this gold-eating ant colony opened its mouth, grinding down the energy of the water attribute locking array layer by layer, and a few gold-eating ants in the front row were tired, so they retreated backwards, allowing the gold-eating ants behind them to replace them, just like the scissors formed by the swallow when it flies. In a short time, the pale blue bubble was torn open by the gold-eating ant colony.

Bang!

One step into the sky, Mu Yu reached out a big hand, burst out of a fierce tiger power, and at lightning speed, grabbed the blue mango compass, and then with a force of his palm fingers, he pinched and smashed this valuable water attribute lock spirit array, turned into a pile of powder, and slowly flowed down from Mu Yu's palm fingers!

"You ......" Feng Xiao was furious, and there was some horror in his heart.

Mu Yu's eyes were indifferent, stepping on a sword, flying at a low altitude, and at the same time holding his right hand to duel, under the guidance of his divine sense, the swarms of gold-eating ants turned into a white-gold torrent and flew towards the weakest thin man.

The thin man's face immediately changed drastically, he snorted lightly, and hurriedly sacrificed a large purple bell, which was horizontal on his chest, and it also burst out with a bright purple flower.

Boom!

Swarms of gold-eating ants swooped down on the purple bell without fear of death, striking it with their bodies, and suddenly echoing with bursts of piercing bells.

However, before the thin man could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the gold-eating ants opening their sharp mouthparts, "clicking" and constantly meshing, tearing and biting the purple bell magic device. Their sharp teeth were like a Lingbao-level drill bit, and in a short time, the purple bell became full of holes and dense cracks.

Click-

A tooth-like sound came out, and cracks and gaps covered the purple bell, and immediately, the purple bell lost its spirituality, shrunk to the size of a palm in an instant, and was eaten by the gold-eating ants behind it, turning it into pure nourishment to nourish their bodies.

"Ahh......h

Seeing the miserable appearance of the thin man, Feng Xiao and the half-hundred old man both shuddered, but quickly calmed down. After all, they have also been cultivating immortals for decades, and they have experienced no less than 100 battles of all sizes, and they have seen more bloody and cruel scenes, but compared to this time, they have not threatened their lives, and they have never "empathized".

Mu Yu stepped on the sword, like an immortal, but in the eyes of Feng Xiao and the half-hundred old man, it was no different from a murderous demon and a hellish Shura!

"Brother Tang, do your best, if you don't kill him, I'm afraid we will die in this wilderness today. Feng Xiao gritted his teeth, but he didn't know the bottom in his heart. After all, whether it is a slightly fat middle-aged man or a thin man, they are all real foundation building mid-stage powerhouses, but they have not been in the hands of Mu Yu, insisting on more than thirty rounds, and under the siege of four people, they quickly killed two people, if it were Feng Xiao, he would be surrounded by four people, so he could only passively defend and desperately look for a chance to escape.

Whoa!

I saw that the half-hundred old man pinched a lotus finger, and the storage bag on his waist violently squirted out two long rainbows, forming a flying spiral shape, and quickly slashed towards Mu Yu.

Mu Yu didn't look at it, sacrificed a purple feather fan, muttered to himself, and flashed towards the two long rainbows.

Call!

The purple wind blew out, like a mountain and a sea, roaring in the sky and the earth, and the space seemed to tremble slightly a few times, and then in the next moment, it wrapped around the two long rainbows.

The fire is boiling, and the clouds are steaming.

Dao lilac streamers slashed in all directions, spreading from the purple storm.

After the purple storm stirred, the two long rainbows gradually lost their luster, revealing two flying swords of good quality, under the burning of the purple flames, a thin layer of spiritual light on the surface collapsed, like an ordinary weapon, falling straight to the ground, inserted into the ground more than half a foot deep. The sharp sword, like cutting tofu, made the grass open a long, deep slit.

The half-hundred-year-old man saw that he was good, and his face suddenly turned black as the bottom of a pot.

Mu Yu's expression did not change much, but the killing intent in the depths of his eyes became more and more intense.

Since Mu Yu has taken this breath, then everyone present, no one wants to escape today!

Whoa!

The palm fingers glowed, bursting out with a cloud of dark golden light, and immediately, this dark golden light split into two dark golden sword shadows, instantly slashing towards the half-hundred old man.

The sword aura is mighty, roaring in all directions!

"Ice Rain Technique!" The half-hundred old man hurriedly recited the mantra, and as soon as he pinched the trick with both hands, he shot out a piece of ice picks towards the two dark golden sword shadows, like a spectacular scene when the rainstorm was pouring, and flew away one after another.

"Ding!" Mu Yu flipped his palm, and suddenly conjured a yellow gourd, aimed at the ice picks, and rolled out a brilliant yellow mang, all at the bottom of the gourd.

Although with the enhancement of Mu Yu's cultivation, the opponents he met were not what they used to be, and low-level magic weapons such as the yellow gourd were gradually hoarded in storage bags by Mu Yu and rarely used. However, for a second-order spell, it is still very easy.

This Ice Rain Technique seems to be very spectacular and shocking, but it is actually a large-scale Ice Pick Spell composed of countless first-order spells, the Ice Pick Technique.

Poof!

The sound of entering the flesh sounded, followed by a sound that seemed to tear.

After all, the half-hundred old man did not completely dodge the attack of the two dark gold sword shadows, one of which was barely resisted by him with a spirit shield, and the second dark gold sword shadow, but with a thunderous speed, penetrated his arm, and the powerful force made his arm completely separated from the bones, and even shattered part of the organs of the left half of the body.

The half-hundred old man endured the pain, his lips were bitten by him, and he staggered all the way back, and his body was even more unstable, and he fell from the flying sword about ten feet above the ground. He slammed it to the ground.

Of course, at this distance, it is still impossible to fall to death a foundation building monk, after all, the body of a foundation building monk, even if it is the most powerful artillery in the secular world, enough to collapse a small mountain, it cannot be harmed. At most, the shock was a little uncomfortable.

Feng Xiao attacked, and Mu Yu held a sharp long sword, which collided with his spear, making a "bang" sound, which was deafening.

The terrifying power transmitted by the long sword was unreservedly vented on the spear held by Feng Xiao, causing the latter's arms to tremble slightly.

Feng Xiao had a black face, like the bottom of a pot, with a swing of his arm, he forced the muyu back with the barrel of the gun, and then sent the tip of the gun forward, flashing a poignant white light.

Boom!

Boom!

Qiang ......

After the continuous collision, Feng Xiao gasped heavily, and Rao was gradually exhausted with his tempered physique.

"This Feng Xiao should have cultivated a certain body refining method, but he is not proficient in it, so he is stronger than the physique of a monk of the same level. Mu Yu looked at Feng Xiao and said secretly.

Phew!

Suddenly, there was a sound of wind breaking through the air.

The half-hundred-year-old man escaped!

"Hmph. Mu Yu snorted lowly, and as soon as his consciousness moved without looking back, it was a swarm of gold-eating ants, surrounding the half-hundred old man.

"Go away! go away......" he shouted in horror, no matter how powerful or magical weapons could fall, he couldn't break up the gold-eating ant colony that was not afraid of death.

A terrible howl was heard, and after a short while, the sound stopped abruptly, announcing the death of a foundation monk.

"Kill!" Feng Xiao yelled, with endless regret in his heart, he knew that now, why did he stay here, while the thin man and the half-hundred-year-old man were alive just now, he would just run away alone!

However, there is no regret medicine in this world, as the three flying swords shot out in formation, one of Feng Xiao's legs suddenly disappeared, and long blood marks appeared on his abdomen, and blood kept gushing out.

"Ah......" Feng Xiao shouted in despair, grabbing his waist casually, he threw out four or five storage bags and detonated them.

Mu Yu drew a circle with one hand, and a small dark gold shield appeared.

Suddenly, an invisible wave shrouded towards Mu Yu, and then like a drill, it pierced into his eyebrows, straight to the Mud Pill Palace!

"Deacon Feng, kill him quickly!" In a bush, Senior Brother Shu's eyes oozed bloodshot and he shouted loudly.

Feng Xiao's face was hideous, covered in blood, like a terrible ghost, he sacrificed a whale shark dagger and stabbed towards Mu Yu.

When Feng Xiao rushed to Mu Yu's approach, the latter opened his eyes suddenly, his frowning brows also relaxed, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint sneer.

"It's not good, I've been fooled!" Feng Xiao's face changed, and he wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

Whoa!

The sound of the air being torn was heard, and Mu Yu smashed it out with a punch, and the black crystals smashed into Feng Xiao's heart like a drill, and then ran out from his back, shooting out a large cloud of hot blood, as well as broken bones and organ fragments, shooting out together.

Burst!

The left hand grabbed like lightning and strangled Feng Xiao's neck, who was about to rush out, and the Yuan Shen who was about to break away from the flesh was also detained in the Mud Pill Palace by the mana exerted by Mu Yu.

"Don't kill me!" Vaguely, on Feng Xiao's face, an illusory villain shouted in horror with a frightened face, and his appearance was the same as Feng Xiao.

Mu Yu's eyes were indifferent, and with a force of his palm fingers, a bundle of blood suddenly rushed out from Feng Xiaotian's spirit cover, and his primordial spirit was also shattered.

"Run!" Senior Brother Shu didn't think much about it, and walked towards the deep mountains and old forests.

"Hmph, give it to me!" Mu Yu pointed with one hand, and the huge spiritual pressure suddenly swept over, and the rest of the Qi Refining Stage cultivators, under this spiritual power, had already been pressed unable to move, and they were prostrate on the ground.

However, that Senior Brother Shu didn't know what was muttering in his mouth, and suddenly, there was a faint yellow air current, which wrapped his body and sank into the ground!

"Is this the Earth Escape Technique?" Mu Yu was surprised, but then, his eyes showed a hint of surprise, and he shook his head, "No! This kind of spell ...... It can't be a scarce Thousand Miles of Earth Technique, right?"