634 Mu Yuan killed the Quartet, and Kapok personally attacked
Then the silver ball actually sent out a divine thought!
This practice is quite unusual in the demon world, but it is not so strange that there is a huge sect of law cultivation such as the Five Elements Sect in the human world. Mu Yuan and his natal magic weapon were originally one. If he can transmit divine thoughts himself, then his natal magic weapon can also be used.
This divine thought immediately spread to everyone in the teleportation hall. The meaning of it is also very simple: all of you monks and array masters in the teleportation hall can live if you obediently go out through the gate. If you remain in the temple after ten breaths, then all those who remain will die!
Not only that, but this silver ball actually continued to release divine thoughts, and began a breath-like countdown:
"One breath. ”
"Two breaths. ”
"Three breaths!"
At the same time, a tall monk wearing a straight Taoist robe and holding an iron sword walked out of the deep darkness of the doorway. He didn't linger at the door, as if he felt that blocking the doorway would hinder the escape of the people, so he walked diagonally into the teleportation hall and made way for the main road to the entrance.
"Rampant!" a slender demon cultivator with a black face came to his senses and laughed wildly. The shining appearance of this silver ball magic weapon stunned everyone. But in fact, he swept his senses and found that the monk who came in was just a Void Dan cultivator, so he felt extremely ridiculous.
There are five Xudan monks in this hall, and there are more than ten foundation building monks, so can't it be this one person?
There are still many array masters in the hall, but they are still seriously repairing the teleportation array. Frightened by this thought, they were all stunned for a moment, but immediately resumed their work. After all, repairing this teleportation array involves whether they can survive or not, and none of them want to delay for a moment.
"This is the Dharma Cultivator of the Human Realm. The black-skinny face Void Pill Demon Cultivator who had shouted rampant recognized this, "Its people and magic weapons, they only need to take one, and they will be defeated." I'll destroy his magic weapon, and you can just rush up and deal with him personally. ”
After speaking, he sneered and drew the eyebrows with his fingernails, and there was immediately an extra trace of blood on his eyebrows. At the same time, a slimy cloud of dark red blood poured out of the center of his brow, changing shapes and giving birth to many tentacles, like an octopus swimming in water, swimming towards the silver ball at a rapid pace.
This is one of the demon world blood techniques, called "Filthy Blood Technique". This blood was not ordinary blood in his body, but he used his own blood to add the power of filth to condense it. Usually hidden in the body, it can be urged out when fighting.
This specially condensed alien blood is not filthy in itself, but it is extremely filthy to the magic weapon. As long as any magic weapon sticks a little bit, its spiritual energy will be dissolved, and the spiritual energy will be lost and taken away by his filthy blood.
Therefore, this spell is the best at dealing with magic weapons. And this Five Elements Patriarchal Cultivation, as long as the natal magic weapon is defiled, it will be severely damaged. This is also where his confidence in being able to win this person's cultivation lies.
Just when his blood ball was already close to the silver ball, his heart moved, and the blood flew out, and a scoop of water was spilled, scattered into countless blood droplets, and went to the silver ball cover.
No matter where it flees, no matter how much it resists, it will inevitably stick to a little bit of this filthy blood, which is the real turtle caught in the urn.
Unexpectedly, just as his filthy blood was scattered, the silver ball also exploded, turning into countless soybean-sized silver droplets, which exploded in all directions.
What's even more bizarre is that each of these scattered silver droplets seems to have wisdom, flying out of the gap between the dirty blood, and not sticking to it at all.
These silver droplets flew at great speed, making a howling wind sound in the air, and struck those demon cultivators like a rain of bullets. A few Zhuji demon cultivators who couldn't dodge were smashed into a honeycomb in an instant and died on the spot.
At the same time, Mu Yuan himself was surrounded by five or six demon cultivators. His face remained unchanged, and the iron sword in his hand stabbed out suddenly, directly hitting the eyebrows of a demon cultivator holding a pair of short knives in the middle of his face.
The man hurriedly crossed his two knives to block, and there was a series of sharp hissing sounds, and the three weapons staggered in the air, splashing a line of sparks. The demon cultivator separated his iron sword with a single sword, and then stabbed the other short knife into the opponent's abdomen, but he felt as if he had been punched in the left side of his face. A silver pill snorted in, burrowing out of his right temple, and he died instantly.
In the case of five or six people besieging one person, Mu Yuan concentrated on dealing with one of them, and if the other four or five people were indiscriminately swords, they would have ended his life long ago.
But these people's eyes were full of silver pills flying around, even if these silver pills didn't fly closer, they felt uncomfortable, as if their whole body was being attacked by these silver pills, and they couldn't use their tricks at all.
After Mu Yuan killed one person in an instant, the encirclement had actually been lifted, but he was not in a hurry to get out, but openly turned the tip of his sword and killed another person.
There is nothing strange about his swordsmanship, only simple and majestic, calm and atmospheric, but countless silver pills are flying in the air, constantly flying with his sword intent. Surrounded by everyone, in the shadow of swords and swords, with one enemy, there is no one behind.
He was still sending out thoughts:
"Seventh breath!"
"Eighth breath!"
Almost every breath, he killed a demon cultivator without mercy. Some demon cultivators died under his raw water and quicksilver, and some demon cultivators were stabbed to death by his iron sword.
Although the coercion of his divine sense was not strong, the fear of the countdown of this breath was extremely powerful. Coupled with the raw water and quicksilver in the air flying like a torrential rain, finally someone couldn't bear it anymore and fled out the door with a puff of smoke. Among them, the leaders were the few array masters who were repairing the teleportation array.
Mu Yuan did what he said, and whoever fled out, not only did not have any silver bullets falling on him, but these silver bullets got out of the way when they saw them. This made all the demon cultivators who wanted to escape and didn't escape all of a sudden, greatly increasing their sense of security.
As long as you escape, you can live!
With the four Xudan monks in this hall, plus more than a dozen foundation building monks, if they cooperate properly, it will definitely not be a problem to join forces to take down Mu Yuan.
But Mu Yuan killed several people in a row, took the lead and left them a way to live. As long as someone runs, the rest of the people will want to stay at the end and will definitely suffer, so no matter what the strength is, run first.
In this critical moment, few people care that without the teleportation array, it will be difficult for them to escape from the city. After all, the destruction of the city is a matter of the future, and this fierce god is close at hand.
The momentum was like a breakdown, and the teleportation hall became empty in the blink of an eye, and there was only one person left, it was the black-skinny demon cultivator who controlled the "filthy blood". At this time, the filthy blood released from his eyebrows did not splash around, but floated in the air to form a strange blood film, like the flesh film in the body of some kind of creature, protecting all sides of his body.
Mu Yuan's raw water quicksilver could also feel the filthy breath in this blood film, and he didn't dare to touch it directly. This is also the reason why this black-faced demon has survived until now.
But he didn't flee because he was loyal to Kapok.
The lethality of Mu Yuan's magic weapon opened his eyes. He is similar to the other party's realm, they are all Void Pill Five Colors, and his Filthy Blood Technique is just enough to restrain the opponent's magic weapon. Once this magic weapon is tainted by his spells, its strange lethality will also be fused into the Blood, which is his best chance to increase the power of the Blood. Of course, he was not willing to leave easily.
"Your magic weapon can't attack me, I want to see how you deal with my attack!" he sneered, his qi and blood surged, and an evil bloody aura erupted.
Gou Zhu did not see the grand occasion of the final battle between the two powers. When he saw Mu Yuan killing in a group of people, he was immediately relieved.
"Mu Yuan, this kid, I haven't seen you for a few years, has you become so powerful?"
This battle is not very reassuring. He thought to himself that there was no way to deal with the more than ten demon cultivators guarding the teleportation array alone. Therefore, he has been using the Blue Cold Spirit Puppet to follow. In case Mu Yuan is in danger, immediately send someone to help.
But Mu Fei has been used up, and there are fewer and fewer people left who can use it. Tong Yao had to stay to deal with Kapok, and the only ones who could help him were Mu and himself.
Unexpectedly, Mu Yuan's strength was amazing, and it was a crushing advantage to deal with these people. There was no need for him to observe, so he recalled the Blue Han Spirit Puppet and sent it to the City Lord's Mansion to monitor Kapok's movements. Now everything is in place, just waiting for the kapok to come out.
The Blue Han Spirit Puppet sneaked back to the City Lord's Mansion, hiding in a place where Kapok was hard to spot, observing her every move. At this time, she didn't have the heart to pay attention to whether there were eyes and ears around her. The array master and other monks who escaped from the teleportation array made her thunderous.
"One? There is only one person on the other side, not the Purple Mansion, and you all escaped? Sick! You are all sick!"
Although she was extremely anxious, she still calmly thought about the situation. There hasn't been any news from Shaking Blood, so it seems that this guy may not be able to succeed.
The Blood Refiners are attacking the Formation Gate in full swing. They could rush in at any moment and ruin everything for her. Deadwood Rong was obsessed with refining his blood-seeking compass, and no one could disturb him.
But now the teleportation array is also lost, in case those people destroy the formation......
She didn't think it was likely, but her heart was still on fire. But no matter how many people came in on the other side, they just wanted to escape through the teleportation array. It's not that hard, it's a big deal that she can piggyback on them after repairing the teleportation array.
The problem is to stabilize them first, or simply let them be "stabilized" forever, and they must not be allowed to make trouble for themselves again.
"The formation master stays, stays in my mansion, and is not allowed to leave a single step. Although Kapok wanted to devour these lives alive, she still held back. After she retrieved the teleportation array, she still needed these people to continue repairing.
"As for you," she pointed to the few demon cultivators who escaped, "all of them will go to Qingfeng Building to guard the door, and if you dare to retreat without permission, you will be killed!"
After the distribution, she knew that the teleportation array could only be recaptured by herself. She sighed and called softly, "The two sisters of the Guo family, come out." Go with my sister and kill those sneaky people, and we'll go back as soon as we go. ”