Sword pinching, life and death in an instant!

Green lotus blooms!

But seeing a green lotus bloom in an instant, enveloping Mu Weiming, the swordsman and swordsman who came from the trap were shocked out of the cloud bridge in the blink of an eye, assimilating with Gangfeng.

In the blink of an eye, three more swords and two swords came to kill at great speed, and the purple jade light in Mu Weiming's hand was transformed into a purple jade ice sword in an instant, and the Qinglian sword intent exploded, and the sword light was divided, passing through the sword in an instant, and rushing forward to kill the sword!

Behind him, the three swords and two swords had already collapsed, but it didn't take long for them to be assimilated by Gangfeng, re-transform into a body, and kill Tang Dye Red in the rear!

"Mommy!"

Tang Ranhong screamed, and at some point, a huge black tortoise shell appeared in his hand, blocking the impact of the sword, and there was not even a trace of white marks left on the tortoise shell.

Mu Weiming's strength in the middle stage of returning to the void was fully displayed, and the sword yuan was surging, and he heard the sound of swords shattering, and then the Qinglian sword qi was like a rainbow, straight through the end of the cloud bridge!

The sword qi disappeared, the wind stopped, and Mu Weiming was already standing on the top of the peak.

At the same time, Tang Ranhong took advantage of the moment when the sword on the cloud bridge shattered, collected the turtle shield, sacrificed a cone spirit weapon, and passed through the wind in an instant, and came behind Mu Weiming.

"Huh, huh, I'm scared to death this baby!" Tang Ranhong patted his flat chest, took out the little boy from the beast bag, and ravaged the little girl's flat hairstyle.

Mu Weiming didn't pay attention to Tang Ranhong, the purple jade ice sword in his hand turned into a purple jade lamp again, and looked at the cloud bridge, at this time, the swordsman on the bridge had reunited under the assimilation of Gangfeng.

At this moment, a white mark pierced through the void, almost cutting a spatial crack in the Gangfeng, and then brushed Mu Weiming's ears and temples and floated away.

A moment later, Situ Chuxia, who had disappeared before, appeared in front of the two.

As for Ye Xiaochen, he was still on the cloud bridge at this time, stopping for a while every time he walked a distance, and let the wind rush to his body. It seems to be comprehending some extremely profound Taoist formula.

"Where do we seem to have met?" Mu Weiming stared at Situ Chuxia, and there was no strange look in his eyes because of Situ Chuxia's stunning color, "My intuition tells me, you really wanted to kill me before?"

Situ Chuxia's pupils shrank, and she was almost sure that Mu Weiming's current state was not normal, but even if he was abnormal. The formidable strength has not diminished in the slightest.

"Yes!"

She said truthfully, and the power of her palms increased dramatically to prevent possible changes.

"Then why don't you want to kill it now?"

"The Devil's Order has been taken away!"

"Demon Order......" Mu Weiming muttered, "I seem to have forgotten a lot of things, can you tell me?"

"Can't!"

"Huh?"

"How?"

"I seem to sense a friend's breath in you, strange, why do you have his breath?"

Situ Chuxia sneered in his heart: "Song Si?"

"Song Si?"

Mu Weiming fell into contemplation again, a glimmer of struggle flashed in his eyes, and then he walked down the mountain with a lantern.

Originally, Tang Ran Red and Situ Chuxia thought that Mu Weiming's state was normal. But looking at Mu Weiming's figure, the two of them were suddenly frightened, only to see Mu Weiming's figure getting more and more blurred, and occasionally there was a strange state of three Mu Weiming walking together.

"Did you see that?" Tang Ranhong hugged the little girl tightly, his face full of weirdness.

"Demonic energy, evil energy, extreme cold!" Situ Chuxia said, "He is hiding too deeply!"

"Are you saying that Mu Weiming has two incarnations?" Tang Ranhong was a little curious, "Could it be that Song Si is also his incarnation, or is he Song Si's incarnation?"

"Mu Weiming's cultivation is pure yang, void sword technique, and heart sword technique. It clashes with Mu Weiming's exercises, and it is difficult to integrate. Probably not. ”

Seeing that Mu Weiming's figure was about to disappear, Situ Chuxia teleported and followed.

Tang Ranhong showed her tiger teeth, pulled the little girl and followed.

As for Ye Xiaochen of the Holy Stigmata Sect, he was still on the cloud bridge, and he had not yet reached the most dangerous section at this time.

Mu Weiming walked down the mountain. When he came to the mountainside, because of the cover of the peaks of the woods, the monastery on the opposite side had temporarily disappeared from his sight.

The mountain road is rugged, with trees and giant trees. Like a dragon python, thorny grass, strange insects walk alone.

Without any accidents, the purple jade lamp in Mu Weiming's hand sprinkled patches of cold light, and the grass, trees, thorns, and monsters in front of him were all frozen into ice sculptures in an instant, shattering in the blink of an eye, turning into an unhindered path of frost.

Tang Ranhong and Situ Chuxia followed behind, stepping on the ice road, only to feel the frost and cold, but fortunately, this temperature was completely bearable with their cultivation, and the most important thing was that they didn't need to worry about the caterpillars and thorns in the mountains and forests.

"Woo woo, there's death in him!"

"Ah, it's so cold, I can't stand it, I don't dare to approach!"

"Who is he and why is he here?"

"Tell the king quickly, we can't take this person!"

"Woo, it's too dangerous!"

In the dense forest outside the Frost Road, the black shadow wandered resentfully, staring at Mu Weiming, who was carrying a lantern to open the way, wandering left and right, not daring to approach.

Suddenly, the entire jungle fell silent.

Mu Weiming stopped and looked curiously at an ancient tree three zhang away on the right, and the black shadow of the resentful spirit on the ancient tree instantly crept, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

Frowning, Mu Weiming ignored them and continued to walk forward, almost walking through the mountain in front of him to reach the Dao Academy.

"Woooooooooooo

"It's horrible, I'm going back to my mother!"

"Woo, he must be the Demon King, no one can find us except the Demon King. ”

"Are you stupid, and the king!

"Woooooooo ”

The dense forest was gloomy, except for a little light brought by the Frost Road, there was nothing else, Situ Chuxia and Tang Ranhong walked on the Frost Road one after the other, and they also felt the strange scene outside this road.

"Something strange seems to be there, don't you?"

Tang Ranhong patted the little girl lying on her shoulder, the little girl snorted, occasionally stretched out his claws, grabbed a black spirit, swallowed it directly, and ate sweetly.

"Your panda seems to be a different species. ”

Situ Chuxia's eyes lit up and he glanced at the shadows of the dense forest around him.

"It's not a different species, a little good is a little good!"

Tang Ranhong shook his head. Showing her tiger teeth, she is still cute, but in such an atmosphere, she looks very evil.

Unconsciously, Mu Weiming had already walked to the front of the Daoist Courtyard he saw before, the Tianqian Daoist Academy, but the Daoist Academy was no different from the Mizusawa Daoist Academy at this time. It's all ruins, weeds and messes, where is there any immortal sound?

Walking into the Taoist courtyard, Mu Weiming didn't find anything, so he continued to move inside.

Tang Ranhong and Situ Chuxia followed, and suddenly, the space changed, and the immortals in the Tianqian Dao Courtyard hurried one by one, walking towards the outside of the Dao Courtyard.

"What about Mu Weiming?"

Tang Ranhong looked into the street. But where is there still Mu Weiming's figure.

Situ Chuxia looked at everything here and was terrified.

They have traveled through the ancient times again, and Mu Weiming is not here!

Mu Weiming walked in the deserted Tianqian Dao Courtyard, walked into the houses and caves, the harvest was limited, about a long time, and many things were turned into dust due to the scattering of the power of the immortals.

"Is it too long? Everything here is ashes. ”

Looking around, Mu Weiming didn't know why he came here. And why are you here?

"Even the immortals have ended up like this, we ants who have not yet ascended. What's it?"

Mu Weiming continued to walk inward, and finally came to the largest Tianqian Hall in the Tianqian Dao Courtyard, the main hall was empty, there were no seats, no futons, and no statues.

Maybe there used to be something here. It's just that they have turned to ash with the crushing of time.

Mu Weiming did not stop, leaving a footprint on the gray ground, passing through the main hall and coming to the hall. The sound of the spring, flowing across the bridge, attracted his attention.

The water of the stream is blood-colored and has a strange smell.

Familiar breath, familiar feeling.

At this moment, Mu Weiming's Qiankun bag suddenly emitted a bloody light, as if something wanted to rush out.

Not good!

The Qiankun bag was shattered in an instant, the spirit stone was sprinkled on the ground, and the fragments of the Immortal Emperor's sword flew out, shooting towards the stream, returning in an instant, circling around Mu Weiming, evil and arrogant.

It seems to be looking for something, but its own strength is not good, so it can only come back to ask for help from Mu Weiming, and at the same time release an evil aura as a threat.

For this piece of broken sword with such an IQ, Mu Weiming was also drunk, but he didn't care about it, but immediately took back the spirit stone that fell to the ground, although his hand speed was very fast, several of them still fell into the blood-colored stream, and they were swallowed in the blink of an eye.

Mu Weiming stared at the fragments of the Immortal Emperor's sword and frowned slightly.

It's a bad feeling, it's very bad!

It seemed to sense Mu Weiming's unkindness, and the fragment of this unknown Immortal Emperor Sword did not come to a nonsense, but flew directly behind Mu Weiming, and without waiting for him to react, he shot towards the Qingxu Sword!

Bang!

Mu Weiming only felt that he was hit by a huge force, and he unnaturally took off into the air and flew towards the source of the Blood Creek!

As if drawn by the evil aura that escaped from the fragment, the evil aura in Mu Weiming's body gushed out wildly, and at the same time, the third-order superb Qingxu Immortal Sword was also undergoing tremendous changes, and that fragment was directly embedded in the Qingxu, and finally turned into three blood-colored slots on the body of the Qingxu Sword!

It was this blood-colored scar trough that frantically absorbed the evil aura in Mu Weiming's body, and a good fairy sword became an evil fairy sword at this moment.

The only thing that hasn't changed is that the seal set on the Qingxu Sword is still there, and Mu Weiming can use it, but he can't fully exert its power.

Zheng!

The Qingxu Sword came out of its sheath and went straight to the dense forest, and in the blink of an eye, it came to the source of the Blood Creek, pierced into the water with a sword, and disappeared.

Mu Weiming, who arrived later, looked at the place where the Qingxu Sword disappeared, and his face became very bad, very bad!

This is the second sword that ran away!

"Strange, why is it the second sword?" Mu Weiming's eyes fell into confusion again, "What kind of sword is the first sword?"

Mu Weiming stayed by the blood fountain in a daze, falling into a chaotic memory.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Weiming opened his eyes, and the blood stream in front of him became very clear at some point, and even a fairy breath escaped, and the originally withered land around the blood spring also gave birth to emerald green spirit grass at this moment, which was full of wind.

A colorful butterfly flew in, fluttering left and right in front of Mu Weiming.

After a few breaths, the butterfly turned into a fairy in black tulle, floating in front of Mu Weiming and dancing.

But it didn't take long for the enchanting butterfly fairy to smile wickedly, and when she was about to do something inappropriate, she suddenly found herself unable to move.

Mu Weiming grabbed the butterfly demon spirit, and the evil spirits gathered at his fingertips, only to hear a terrible scream, and the butterfly ignited a raging evil fire, as if it was going to burn Mu Weiming's hands.

Unfortunately, before the flames spread, they were frozen into ice sculptures, and only a little fly ash remained in the depths of the ice sculptures.

"What's that?"

Mu Weiming let go of his hand, and the ice sculpture fell, falling into ice chips, and the evil fire never burned again.

At this moment, a large number of colorful butterflies flew out of the jungle, there were thousands, each of them exuded the aura of the late stage of returning to the void, and several in the center had the strength of crossing the tribulation and Mahayana.

Looking at these butterflies, Mu Weiming habitually put his hand behind his back and put on the hilt of his sword.

It's not the Azure Immortal Sword, it's the Blue Void Sword.

Yes, Qingxu Sword!

A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, Mu Weiming pulled out the Qingxu Sword, and the cold light of the purple jade lamp in his left hand shone.

For a while, the Qinglian sword intent and the extremely cold and freezing intent intertwined and spread on the bank of this immortal spring, and the terrifying aura shook all directions.

The frost has covered half of the mountains and forests in silence.

The colorful butterflies seemed to sense the danger of Mu Weiming, and they decided to take the lead in attacking, and the soldiers were divided into three ways to encircle and suppress them!

Cold light purple rays!

Qinglian is out of the dust!

The cold light was dazzling, the sword qi split into the air, and the colorful butterflies that rushed to kill were torn apart by the sword qi before they could change their moves, and the cold froze and shattered into powder.

It's too weak!

Several butterflies invaded in front of Mu Weiming's eyes, and the butterfly powder flew in a vain attempt to poison him!

But there was a sudden cold light in front of him, and all the colorful butterflies on the path were frozen to death.

One of them is in the late stage of the Tribulation.

It's too weak!

Mu Weiming couldn't understand why these colorful butterflies were so weak and rushed to kill so fiercely!

The colorful butterfly king led by him also seemed to realize Mu Weiming's toughness, and immediately ordered a group of butterflies to fly into the air, and at the same time scattered highly toxic butterfly powder and sprinkled it on Mu Weiming!

At the same time, the nine colorful butterflies in the late stage of the Tribulation gathered together and combined into a formation, and in an instant, they burst out with a combined attack comparable to that of a Tribulation Scattered Immortals, and the most terrifying thing was that their hit actually contained an extremely rich bloody power.

After the blow, the aura of the nine colorful butterflies in the late stage of the Tribulation instantly fell down, and they were sluggish.

Mu Weiming unleashed a cold flame, and his sword qi did not stop, blocking the thousand butterfly poison powder, but he failed to dodge the bloody blow, vomited red on the spot, and flew backwards for more than thirty steps, revealing a strange expression.

Affected by the blood, Mu Weiming's inner confusion became more and more serious, and it seemed that something wanted to rush out of his mind!

"Who am I?"

"Why does this sound familiar?"

Seeing that Mu Weiming fell into a sluggish state after receiving a combined blow, the colorful butterfly king danced wildly around his body, and suddenly turned into a graceful figure, with a little jade thorn in his hand, and the black light flashed, piercing Mu Weiming's eyebrows! (To be continued......)