"It's you?"

The elder's face couldn't help but change, and the whole person seemed to fall into a panicked feeling. He looked at Liu Muqing, his eyes couldn't help shrinking, and his steps even wanted to retreat.

Others may not know how powerful Liu Muqing is, but the elder has just fought with the other party, although he is only fighting with one of the other party's doppelganger talismans, but even then he can clearly know the strength of the other party.

A small talisman clone can beat him like this, if a real person makes a move, I am afraid that he can be killed in an instant, as soon as he thinks of this, he can't help but tremble, and the desire to escape becomes even stronger.

Liu Muqing glanced around at these people, and the invisible pressure instantly surged, like a mountain frantically pressing on the other party's body, and finally he looked at the young monk. He could feel that although this guy looked young, he should belong to the character of snatching up and being reborn, and he should also be the dominant person among these characters.

His wrist moved, and then a powerful suction force suddenly poured out of his palm, and before the young monk could react, he was already sucked into Liu Muqing's hand, and his five fingers grabbed his neck like a vajra, and then said in a cold voice: "Who are you? Why are people so desperate? Why are the people who attacked me?"

Liu Muqing's eyes bloomed with two golden lights, and the light like a golden wheel kept rotating in his eyes, touching people's hearts and making people want to say all the words in their hearts.

The strength of the young monk is only the peak of the Golden Pill, and his cultivation is nothing in Liu Muqing's eyes, but the strength of this divine soul is not weak, and it is already on par with the monks in the late Yuan Infant period, and it is precisely because of this that he feels that the other party should be a person who takes away the sacrifice, not his own ascetic cultivator.

The moment the golden wheel appeared, the young monk's face couldn't help but change greatly, large pieces of sweat couldn't help but flow down from the sides of his cheeks, his eyes changed from the previous resistance to the subsequent confusion, and then finally became tame, he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but before he could speak, suddenly his body became spasmodic, as if a strange force acted on him, making his body melt uncontrollably.

In just the blink of an eye, a living Jindan monk had turned into a white bone, and the shining white light of Jindan and white willow Muqing was pinched in his hand, and he wanted to shake and explode with great unsteadyness, but there was no way to do it under the golden light.

The elder's face became even paler, his eyes shrank, and then he saw his hands push forward sharply, and a large black cloud suddenly flew out of his hand, and there were countless buzzing sounds in this black cloud, just like the sound of a hornet's wings, if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that this so-called black cloud is actually composed of countless black flying insects.

These black flying insects were only the size of fingernails, but they looked unusually fierce, and they were instructed by their owners to rush towards Liu Muqing frantically, and the strange sound of 'Kaba Kaba' kept sounding from their steel-like mouths.

Liu Muqing frowned, and then took out a fire talisman to activate, and suddenly monstrous flames appeared in the air, but in a moment, these flying insects were killed and injured, but at the same time, the black-clothed elder also disappeared together.

"Can you escape?"

Liu Muqing smiled coldly, and then stretched out his hand to tear the void and the whole person escaped into it, but in a moment he had already reappeared, and in his hand was the black-clothed elder who had just fled, and now his face was withered, and the whole person seemed to be abandoned and cultivated, like a puddle of mud.

Huo Yunzi had already been injured by Liu Mu Qing, he looked at the black-clothed monks with stiff faces around him, and couldn't help but say, "What about these people? After all, they are Terran monks, if they are killed like this, isn't it a pity!"

Liu Muqing shook his head and said: "They are all people who have been controlled by secret laws, you see that their expressions are stiff, and they don't even have the slightest hint of human breath, if these people are brought into the Spirit Mountain, they may not know what kind of trouble will happen, so let's kill them, fortunately, the corpses of these people are still of some use, and let the people of the puppet palace clean them up later!"

Huo Yunzi sighed and agreed. He also understands when he fights with these people, these people are not afraid of death when attacking, and all actions are like one person's actions, they look extremely stiff, but they are extremely efficient, as if they are puppets, which makes people feel extremely cold.

"Drink!"

A loud shout came to mind, and then I saw that the black-clothed monks began to fall, their facial features began to flow blood, and the true spirits were even more shattered by this roar, and this roar alone had already shocked these thousands of people to death.

"Whether there is really merit in this world, if there is, I am afraid that I am already in debt!"

Liu Muqing collected his magical powers, and looking at the fallen monks, he couldn't help but sigh and said.

In the spiritual mountain, in the black torture hall, a black-clothed monk with a gloomy face walked out of it, he looked at the black-clothed elder who was like a puddle of mud, and his face couldn't help but have a cruel smile, and then he gently took out a small flag and placed it in front of the other party.

said: "Mo Zaitian, let's meet again!"

The person called Mo Zaitian was the black-clothed elder, he was recognized at once, and his heart couldn't help but tighten, and then he raised his head to look at the person in front of him, his face couldn't help showing a panicked expression, and he said dumbly: "White Bone Dao person? It's you!"

The black-clothed monk who understood the White Bone Dao man laughed, looking extremely excited, he nodded, and then said: "Isn't it me, let's meet here with the same senior brother, do you say it's fate, and ah, I really admire you, you dare to fight with the spirit master, I don't know where you have the courage, I admire the junior brother very much!"

Mo Zaitian's face couldn't help but sink, then he turned his head away from him, and said, "What are you doing here?

The White Bone Daoist couldn't help but smile even more, snapped his fingers lightly, and said: "You really guessed right, it is my junior brother and I who are in charge of interrogating you this time, but the spirit master has ordered not to damage your true spirit, because your master seems to have placed a ban on you, soul searching is definitely not possible, then the only thing that can be done is to let you spit out the truth yourself!"

Mo Zaitian's face changed, and he couldn't help but think of what happened to the young monk before, the two were both elders, but because of bad luck, they were killed by the demons, leaving only the Yuan Infant to come here, and only then did they have such a body.

"You have a good calculation, but do you think I will say it? If you say it, it will be death, if you don't say it, it will still be death, anyway, I am already a dying person, what else do I care!" Mo Zaitian said a little casually, with a slight hint of depression in his tone.

The White Bone Daoist was unmoved, he shook his head and said: "Senior brother, don't think that you are already a dead end now, the Spirit Lord has promised, as long as you tell the truth, then he can keep your true spirit alive, even if it is possible to reincarnate!"

Mo Zaitian didn't believe it, he knew that the spirit master in the other party's mouth was powerful, and he was one of the best figures in this cultivation realm, but the master of the force he took refuge in was also a person with vast magical powers, and he didn't believe that the other party had such means to protect himself.

The White Bone Daoist's smile couldn't help but retract, and he said to Liumo Zaitian: "Senior brother, if you don't believe it, there is no way, junior brother, I have thousands of ways to make you speak, I don't know which one you want to start with!"

Liu Muqing sat in the main hall, he looked at the White Bone Daoist, listened to his narration, and then waved his hand to let him go down, he knew that this matter was difficult, but he didn't expect it to be so tricky, this Mo Zaitian still didn't speak, and he didn't even spit out a word.

"The mastermind behind this matter must be the same party who saved the thousand troops, but I didn't have enough mana to keep him at the beginning, but unfortunately, it fell short!" Liu Muqing said with a sigh.

Huo Yunzi smiled and said: "Even so, but we didn't suffer a loss this time, not to mention the number of enemies killed this time, just these ten spatial cracks taken from the other party's hands are enough to make the other party feel pain, after all, this is a large place, without the support of the demonic energy of these cracks, they will not be able to stop here, and it can be regarded as recovering the lost land, isn't it!"

Liu Muqing shook his head with a smile, and said to Huo Yunzi: "You can see it, but I estimate that after this incident, the demon army will probably be aware of it, coupled with the retreat of the slashing army, it will definitely make many demons' defense of the spatial crack to a terrifying level, and then think about destroying the crack like this time, I'm afraid it will not be so easy." ”

"Oh, by the way, how is your cultivation now, you are still stuck in the late Yuanying stage, is it possible to enter the Yuanying peak realm!" Liu Muqing thought for a while and asked out loud.

Huo Yunzi couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said: "You think that I am like you, I can advance so quickly, but I have realized a lot of things under this escape from death, I think if I am given a hundred years of penance, I may be able to break through to the peak of Yuanying based on it, but now it is still a little impossible!"

Liu Muqing's need for the strong can be said to be extremely urgent, if he has the means, he hopes to be able to raise all his subordinates to the god transformation stage, but unfortunately he is not a spirit stone for cultivating this kind of thing, he can get as much as he wants, and he can only come step by step.

In the next ten days, with the dissipation of the demonic energy, the mountains and rivers in this area regained some vitality, and some hidden monks also came out again, many of them joined the spirit mountain, only some people who were too weak were abandoned, and they were placed in the rear area, which can be regarded as a preserved living force.

At the same time, Liu Muqing received some surprises from other monks, some of these strong people have been invited by some mysterious forces, and the conditions are extremely favorable, although they did not join for various reasons, but they know that there was such a force in the current cultivation world, as for how many strong people they have, how many monks have joined it is unknown.

Liu Muqing thought a lot about this situation, but he denied them one by one, and he didn't see the final answer, so he couldn't answer, and now he can only take one step at a time.

Mida Mountain, the fairyland of the past, is now gone, just like the purgatory of the demon race, filled with this strange and painful atmosphere.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a chamber, flanked by a young maid serving him, these were Terran maids, which made several people unhappy, and he also found that these song maids were unexpectedly blind, and their faces were full of dull expressions.

He sat up slowly, not looking at the maids, for to him these women could no longer be called people, they were just puppets, puppets in the hands of monks.

He walked out of the room, then opened the door, and then opened his mouth in astonishment, unable to speak for a long time.

I saw in front of him a black figure with a height of more than ten meters, his skin was like King Kong, even his pores were filled with this black magic power, and his strong muscles contained terrifying power, even if the Dao Law hit it, it would not leave the slightest trace.

He had seen such a figure many times in the Demon Realm, and every time he saw it, he would feel sincere envy and admiration, and his father also had such a body, even taller and more perfect than the body in front of him.

"It's ...... This is me...... The adult powerhouse of the demon race!" said the slasher army dumbly.

The demons, this is a magical race, the conditions of the demon world they live in are extremely difficult, with sulfur and magma as companions, and there is also a danger to the life of the monster crisis, but it is precisely because of these things that they become stronger.

Young demon warriors use blades to defend against enemies, and they also come with powerful magic, and as time goes by, when they reach adulthood, the blades will gradually be abandoned by them, and in the end they only rely on this strong body, and the profound magic mysteries.

In between, there are many stories, a little cub of the demon clan needs to pay too much from birth to the end of adulthood, and even pay for his life but in the end he failed to survive to adulthood, these situations have also seen too much.

The strength of the adult demon powerhouse is already equivalent to the general person of the heavenly immortals, and the strength of some powerful adult demon powerhouses is comparable to that of the Golden Immortal and even the Daluo Jin Immortal, their physical strength is to the limit, compared to the Buddha Gate's not bad gold, and the Daomen's Sanqing Dao body is not much better, every movement will cause the mountains and rivers to break, and the sun and moon to change color.

Chopping Qianjun dreams of staying up to adulthood, because only after he is fully adult, his strength can be fully exerted, and only then can he have a status in the demon world, so he has been struggling for hundreds of years, fighting for this goal, but unfortunately there is no trace of the goal along the way.

Now that such a body appeared in front of him, he couldn't help but feel that this was an impact and an unimaginable experience.

"Hum~"

Suddenly, a thunderous sound sounded in the ears of the slashing army, and the black figure seemed to move at this moment, he couldn't help but raise his head and look at the demon body that was more than ten meters high in surprise.

The body was not very complete, many places should have been pieced together, the stitched lines were clearly visible from the outside, and the strange twists between the arms and legs made it seem like a deformity.

But it was such a deformed thing, but he moved, and he moved in front of the army of a thousand people. The black arms slowly rose, the black eyes also slowly turned, and although the feet were a little staggering, they were still very steady.

Chop Qianjun looked at the scene in front of him with some unimaginability, he had no way to believe it, and he had no way to imagine that this qiē was all true.

"Are you still satisfied with my work?"

Suddenly, an old man with a slightly hoarse voice suddenly appeared in front of the Chopping Thousand Army, this is a human race, an extremely powerful human race, its strength should have touched the edge of the Transformation Period, but it is much worse than the Slashing Thousand Army, and the same is true for Liu Muqing, but he has something on his body that neither the Slashing Thousand Army nor Liu Muqing has, that is, madness, the madness in his eyes seems to turn this cultivation world upside down.

"Who are you?"

Chopping Qianjun felt that this person was very dangerous, and he also felt that if the other party was really the maker of this body, then he was much stronger than that Liu Muqing for the danger of the demon clan, and even if he gave up this life, he would have to kill him.

The old man could feel the killing intent of the Thousand Army, but he still smiled like the wind, and said indifferently: "I have many names, but now I don't remember them, the only one is the hall master of Zhiwei Hall, who leads the millions of Zhiwei Hall disciples around this Mida Mountain!"

"Millions?"

Chop Qianjun's eyes couldn't help shrinking, he had fought with Liu Muqing, there were also millions of monks in the seemingly small Spirit Mountain, and the strength of each monk was not weak, comparable to his demon warriors, and now that such a figure had appeared, he couldn't help but worry, and the murderous aura rumbled even more.

The old man turned his head to look at him, indifferent to his murderous aura, as if he hadn't seen it at all, he smiled and said, "Why are you so nervous? Aren't you going to go up and see your ancestor who I spelled out? Maybe you might be able to control this body?"

Slashing Qianjun froze for a moment, turned his head to look at the huge demon body, and couldn't help but have a greedy expression on his face.

"If you can really control this body, even if you give up this body now, what's the matter!"