In the face of Mu Sen's desperate bet, Oni Shino was emotionless and did not react.

It's not that his combat power is several levels higher, and he can not care about Mu Sen at all, but he has really been in the evil of Mu Sen too many times.

Mu Sen is in the distraction period, and his combat power is not weak, although Oni Xiao is more powerful than him, but this power also has a limit, not that Oni Xiao can beat Mu Sen as a son when he initiates ruthlessness. After all, if this was the case, he would have taken down Mu Sen a long time ago, and he would not have chased him for so long, Mu Sen was still slippery, jumping around there.

Mu Sen's sword intent cut the void through the cracks of the Dao, and the turbulent current that could shatter the gold and stone was stirred, and the momentum was surging, which was very bluffing.

But just when Mu Sen's knife intent was about to touch the onishino, it suddenly dissipated without a trace like snow meeting summer.

There was a look of truth in Onishino's eyes.

But this look didn't last long before he was startled, and a great terror grew in his heart. Sensing the deadly threat, Onishino didn't have time to think about it, he immediately retreated.

The moment he retreated, Mu Sen's attack that had already been eliminated suddenly appeared, like a red sun, and then exploded, bombarding a vacuum.

Onishino looked at this sudden attack with an ugly face, and it had been the same countless times before, every time he was about to capture Mu Sen, Mu Sen would throw a magic weapon to create a crisis for him.

This made Onishino think countless times, what is the identity of this god who snatched the ink ball, and how can he have so many treasures. Although the masters of the Protoss have several brushes, this one's brushes are mass-produced in the factory, right?

Onishino couldn't figure it out, but not being able to figure it out didn't stop him from chasing after Kimori. Because the ink ball is too important to him, it is the guarantee of his Mahayana hope.

Now the wild water is getting muddy, and he has the feeling that he can't get mixed up. In the past, although the Divine Race and the Immortal Race were in the same way, this wilderness was always a battle between the Hundred Races and the Human Race.

But as the Terrans broke the Divine Gate and the Immortal Gate, the battle rose to the starry sky and the wilderness. Oni Xiao couldn't confirm whether the Terrans swept the Hundred Clans first and killed the Protoss and Immortals by the way, or whether the Protoss and the Immortals remained strong and pressed the Terrans to the ground and rubbed.

But no matter which one it is, he, their tribe, and their ghost clan will not be able to benefit much, and they may even become cannon fodder and be directly wiped out.

So he must become stronger, and in troubled times, only if he is strong can he survive.

And only on the basis of its own strength can it help more people.

Onishino saw it very clearly, which is why he would be desperate to recover the ink ball, even if it was a god who snatched the ink ball. The ink ball is one of the sacred relics of the ghost race, it is a ghost Mahayana relic, to put it bluntly, it is a ghost Mahayana before dying to condense a lifetime of experience and perception into a ball.

How precious is the lifelong experience and perception of a Mahayana? Therefore, as soon as the ink ball was completed, it was enshrined in the ancestral land of the ghost clan and guarded by the elite of the ghost clan day and night.

Ink balls usually do not flow out of the ancestral land of the ghost clan, unless the ghost clan has the strength to march towards the Mahayana, and with the approval of the ghost clan's high-level officials, the borrowed ink balls are allowed to participate in enlightenment.

And at the beginning, even if you go to enlightenment, you have to go to the ancestral land of the ghost clan to visit it in person. But because it's too urinary to be distracted from Mahayana, it's not that you can do it in retreat, it takes chance, you need a flash of inspiration. Therefore, in the end, the high-level of the ghost clan had to agree that those ghost clans who had the possibility of breaking through the Mahayana would take the ink ball away.

However, although the high-level leaders of the ghost clan are worried about problems, they can't say that they are worried. After all, there are ghosts who have broken through the Mahayana, which one is not a giant? They are all ghosts with great luck, how can someone snatch the ink ball?

During this time, due to the wild phoenix and crane, the ghost clan adjusted the policy of borrowing ink balls, not that ink balls were not allowed to be borrowed, but that the conditions for borrowing ink balls were relaxed. As long as there is a 1 in 10 million chance of getting a glimpse of the Mahayana, the high-level of the ghost clan will lend out the ink balls, and they are no longer as strict as before.

The high-level leaders of the ghost clan also saw the current situation very clearly, and tried their best to improve the self-protection ability of the ghost clan.

It was in this environment that Oni Xiao lent out the ink ball, otherwise, with his cultivation in the late stage of distraction, if he wanted to borrow the ink ball, he could break through the peak of distraction!

But then again, I have to mention the demon of Onishino, although he is now in the late stage of distraction, he is only a breath away from the peak of distraction, and this breath is still he doesn't want to breathe, that is, if he wants, he can immediately break through the peak of distraction.

But Onishino was unwilling, he wanted to lay a solid foundation in preparation for the impact on Mahayana. In fact, now Onishino's combat power is on par with some distraction peaks, and he can even win in battle.

It wasn't all smooth sailing for him to borrow the ink ball this time, at that time, in addition to him, there was also a distraction peak who wanted to borrow the ink ball. The method given by the high-level of the ghost clan is very simple, since they all have to borrow ink balls, well, if you fight, whoever wins the ink balls will lend them to whomever you want.

Obviously, Onshino won.

Every ghost clan who borrowed the ink ball had to swear to protect the safety of the ink ball, and it was still a particularly ruthless oath. Well, even if they don't swear, they have to protect the ink ball, otherwise they will definitely become the public enemy of the entire ghost clan.

That's why Oni Xiao is so persistent, and he has to take down Mu Sen.

But Mu Sen didn't know about this, if he knew that this ink ball was just the experience and perception of the Ghost Clan's Mahayana, he would have thrown it down a long time ago, after all, he already had Zhou Xing's lifelong experience and perception in his mind.

Although Zhou Xing is not a good person, his experience and perception are also without a lack of Dao experience, while the ghost clan's Mahayana cultivation is a lack of Dao, and he is wrong by a level.

Of course, things have developed to this point, even if Mu Sen throws away the ink ball, it is unlikely that he will get out of the way. Just like what Mu Sen said before, Onagino will definitely kill people in case of retaliation from the temple.

Now that the temple is desperately trying to stand up, if Mu Sen escapes, the temple will kill the ghost Xiaonen even if it doesn't trouble the entire ghost clan.

Mu Sen was so worried, seeing that the magic weapon that exploded this time still didn't cause damage to Onishino, his face was so bitter that it was deformed. Although he has a large number of magic weapons on his body, no matter how many magic weapons there are, there are still a number of magic weapons, so if the light can't get in and out, sooner or later there will be a moment of failure.

Mu Sen didn't dare to imagine the scene where his magic weapon was lost, it was definitely very sour.

Mu Sen thought about what to do to get rid of Onishino's pursuit while fleeing.

Originally, he planned to pass through some big ghost clan forces in the process of escaping, and use his identity as a god clan to provoke the relationship between these ghost tribes and the ghost clan, he felt that although the ghost clan was a dead eye, but all the ghost clan couldn't be like this, right?

But Mu Sen found that he was thinking a little too much, and none of the big forces of the ghost clan he passed by were willing to stand up to help him, and they all followed the ghost Xiao to beat the water dogs.

This made Mu Sen very confused, has the statement of the Protoss been weakened to this extent now? Unexpectedly, all the Ghost Clans do not dump themselves as Protoss......

This is because Mu Sen doesn't know, basically all the big forces of the ghost clan know about the ink ball, of course they don't want to help Mu Sen, but will help Onishino.

It was precisely because of the help of these ghost clans that the news of the ghost shino's pursuit and killing of the god clan Mu Sen was blocked and not spread.

After experiencing many times of shouting and shouting and killing by the great forces of the ghost clan, Mu Sen gave up this practice of sowing discord, and his only thought now was to quickly escape from the territory of the ghost clan.

Mu Sen felt that even if the Ghost Race had already treated the Protoss as a fart, it was not necessarily true that all the Hundred Clans regarded the Protoss as a fart, right? As long as he could escape to those races that did not treat the Protoss as a fart, then he might be able to fish in troubled waters and escape.

This was the only way Mu Sen could think of, but unfortunately, this method could not get him out of the clutches of Onishino immediately.

But there is no way, only to take one step at a time. It's not Buddhism, it's forced.

But fortunately, Mu Sen is really tenacious, and he still escaped to the border area of the ghost clan in the crazy pursuit of the ghost shino, and after this border is the territory of the Shi clan.

This frontier area is full of barren black mountains, and puffs of black smoke waft around with a rancid smell, and the damp smell corrodes all living things.

He didn't really feel much about these, after all, he was distracted now, and although he couldn't beat Onishino, he wouldn't be defeated by some corrosive gases and miasma rancidity.

But what shocked Mu Sen was that there were more than a dozen figures with a strong aura standing on this continuous barren mountain.

Perceiving the aura emanating from these figures, Mu Sen wanted to sing Liangliang. Day, is the ghost clan so rich? It is impossible to come up with so many distractions at once.

In other words, your ghost clan really looks up to me, and entertains me with so many distractions, if I don't stay, are you sorry for everyone's deep friendship...... What a.

The master is only in his twenties, and he doesn't want to die yet, especially not in such a place. The most important thing is to die as a god......

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to these dozen figures, the helplessness and lamentation in Mu Sen's eyes turned into red madness, and he held a long knife to kill these dozens of distractions incomparably, "If you want the life of the master, then exchange your life!"

Mu Sen didn't believe that all the ghost clans were more powerful than him, if that was the case, then the ghost clan would have been at the top of the hundred clans.

Mu Sen's tiger descending the mountain seemed to be a little frightened by the dozen or so figures, and several of them even avoided the edge for the time being. Of course, there are also a few who are not afraid and look at Mu Sen with mockery.

But it is undeniable that although the movements of more than a dozen ghost clans were different, the formation they displayed was broken clean at once, and the sense of danger like Mount Tai also dissipated without a trace.

Although Mu Sen was crazy, he still had his senses, and he didn't kill the distractions of the ghost clan who greeted him, because he knew that he must have something to rely on without fear. What he wants to fight is the distraction of those ghost clans who avoid, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, and the persimmon picks a soft pinch!