Mu Zheng released this thing, it was a corpse puppet, and this corpse puppet itself was Shi Yan, who Wei Yan and others had been looking for and had been missing for many years!

At this moment, Shi Yan's appearance was still the same, only slightly emaciated, his eyes were a little sunken, his eyes were dull, his face was covered with a layer of gray death, but he was still holding his flaming sword in his hand.

At the moment when Mu Qing lost his mind for a short time, the twelve black blood swords floating around the blood fountain brought out a series of piercing wind-breaking sounds, shooting towards Mu Qing from all directions, and the speed of the burst was several times faster than before!

Although Mu Qing was stunned just now, his divine sense had always firmly locked the blood spring and the twelve blood swords, and he was afraid that the other party's secret method would be a complete one, and he would strike a violent blow, and at this moment, this blow really came!

The benefits of the powerful divine sense are vividly reflected at this moment, and the trajectory of the flight of the twelve blood swords has jumped into Mu Qing's eyes, Mu Qing estimates that under the urging of the blood spring secret method, the power of these blood swords will definitely not be as good as just now, so he didn't dare to make a hard connection, and looked at a loophole in the flight trajectory of these flying swords, and his body flashed and dodged......

However, at the same time as Mu Qing's figure moved, a smug smile hung on the corner of Xuequan's mouth, and the next moment, I saw him poke his neck, and with a "poof" sound, a little blood light spurted out of his mouth, silently, like thunder, like lightning, just a flash, and it reached Mu Qing's lower abdomen!

In addition to the body protection aura, Mu Qing couldn't even sacrifice a magic shield, and he didn't even have a chance to urge the magic technique, and that bit of blood light was in the dantian qi sea!

Yan Wei's second heart-rending scream came out—"Brother Mu—"

A woman's exclamation came from farther away - "Brother Qing!"

It was Murong Xue who sent it.

Miao Miao's figure also shot in from another direction......

Mu Qing only felt a huge impact hit his abdomen, his body flew out uncontrollably, and a sharp pain spread from his lower abdomen to his whole body, and his mind suddenly went blank......

At this moment, the flow of the river of time seemed to suddenly become slow......

Mu Qing could hear the wind in his ears, hear Yan Wei and Murong Xue's exclamations, and hear Mu Zheng's ecstasy, "Mu Qing, you finally died in my hands-"

However, he lost the ability to think for a while, and his whole body became soft and lazy, and he didn't seem to want to move......

Are you going to die?

How so?

Come to Lingzhou to help boxing, it should be handy!

My goal is to collect all the five spirits and ascend to the upper realm!

I still have to save Sister Qiu Lan, and I have to save Xian'er!

I still want to go with Ling'er to find my father......

Are you really going to die?

A series of questions sounded in his mind, and Mu Qing finally shivered and regained his ability to think!

The answer given by reason is clear - not dead!

If the dantian was shot through by that bit of blood, it should have been a penetrating injury, how could it be like being hit by a giant hammer just now?

As soon as I thought of this, Ding Jia's voice came from my ears, "Mu boy, save your life again, you owe me more and more!"

Mu Qing was overjoyed when she heard this, and let her body continue to fly, first looking down at her dantian lower abdomen.

Really!

Ding Jia's tortoise shell is impartially blocked there!

Mu Qing's spirit was shocked, and his spiritual power suddenly resumed circulation, and after flying out for more than twenty zhang, he finally stopped his body. He took the turtle shell in his lower abdomen in his hand and looked at it carefully, and in the center of the surface of the turtle shell, there was a small hole, and it was almost shot through.

"Senior Ding Jia, I really want to thank you this time! If it weren't for your old 'old house', my life would not be in danger today!"

Ding Jia snorted coldly, and said: "It's good to know, you have to have a long memory in the future! When you see someone urging the secret technique, you need to have more eyes! But the power of this secret technique is really not small! Even my carapace can make a hole! The speed is also unbelievably fast, if I didn't expect him to shoot your dantian qi sea, and put this carapace in advance, it would be really dangerous!"

Mu Qing said: "The experience of the seniors is really a five-body throw that the younger generations admire!"

Ding Jia said: "Okay, the next thing is to chop melons and vegetables." He said solemnly: "Is the corpse puppet that came out just now your acquaintance?

Mu Qing said with remorse: "The junior is wrong!"

......

The conversation between the two was only between one breath, Yan Wei's retreat had already arrived at Mu Qing's side, and when he saw that Mu Qing was fine, he was angry, and then turned his head to look at Xuequan and Mu Zheng, pointed at the giant axe, and said, "Mu Zheng!

Mu Zheng was summoned by Situ Xiong before, saying that if he looked at the blood spring when he was fighting, he would definitely be able to kill Mu Qing with one blow, and he had obviously hit it just now, but how could it be that in a blink of an eye, Mu Qing was like a nobody?

He lowered his head and looked at the Blood Spring Daoist in front of him, but the Blood Spring was also puzzled at the moment, and muttered in his mouth: "How is it possible? How is it possible? My Condensing Blood Sword, even the best magic shield and the body of the Spirit Yuan Stage cultivator can shoot through, how can it be blocked!"

At this moment, Murong Xue also came to Mu Qing's side and said with concern: "Brother Qing, are you okay!

Mu Qing threw a smile and shook his head slightly.

Miao Miao didn't get closer, but joined Mu Qing's clone's battle group, shooting out several waterlines, entangled the two evil sect monks in the early stage of the spirit crystal......

......

Seeing that Mu Zheng didn't answer, Yan Wei roared wildly, and with a shake of his arms, he was about to raise his axe and rush over, but Mu Qing grabbed him, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Yan Wei, you are not the opponent of the Blood Spring, and the two of us will work together to avenge Brother Shi Yan!"

Murong Xue shook her hand and held the dragon head and phoenix tail whip in her palm, and said, "The three of us will avenge Big Brother Shiyan together!"

When he was in the ancient lamp, among all the disciples, Murong Xue, Yan Wei and Shi Yan, the two senior brothers, had the best relationship, and at this moment, seeing that Shi Yan was actually refined into a corpse puppet, how could he not hate!

......

The twelve black blood swords had been summoned back by the blood spring, and he was still sitting cross-legged, and whispered to Mu Zheng: "Situ Xiong said, he still left a back hand on you?"

When Mu Zheng heard this, the hesitation on his face flashed, his teeth clenched, and a sentence burst out between his teeth, "Yes!"

Xuequan nodded slightly, sighed lightly, and said, "I was careless before...... You can see it, the situation is extremely unfavorable to us at this moment, if you have a way to deal with this Mu Qing, you can do it with all your might, you can no longer hide your personal hands, the two of us may have a chance to live together!

Mu Zheng nodded fiercely, his eyes staring at Mu Qing deadly.

He knew in his heart that if he only relied on his own cultivation, today would be a mortal situation, but if he could kill Mu Qing, then there would still be a glimmer of life.

Xuequan slowly stood up, his emaciated cheeks with a bit of sadness, and said loudly: "Mu Qing, the old man has underestimated you, a good game of chess is so miserable...... However, since it was agreed before, today is a life-and-death showdown, and the old man will not run away! Come on!"

With that, the twelve blood swords let out a low roar, and they were already in a position.

Mu Zheng was not ambiguous, he simply took off the storage bag, shook around, and dozens of gray lights shot out, condensing out around him and the Blood Spring Dao people, and it turned out to be more than thirty corpse puppets! There are old and young, men and women!

Yan Wei was suddenly a little stunned, and muttered, "What kind of cultivation does Mu Zheng, this little bastard, how can he control so many corpse puppets?"

Murong Xue was also puzzled, with her understanding, the number of corpse puppets that the cult cultivator could control at the same time was directly related to the cultivation of divine consciousness, he may have multiple corpse puppets, but the average early stage of the spirit crystal monk can control at most two or three at the same time, looking at the quality of these corpse puppets in front of him is not high, that is, the level of bronze corpse and iron corpse, but with Mu Zheng's cultivation, it is impossible to control more than thirty corpses at the same time!?

She turned her eyes to look at Mu Qing, but was startled by Mu Qing's expression.

Mu Qing's expression was terrifyingly scary, and complex and difficult to describe in words, there was no trace of blood on his face, as if he was clenching his teeth, his lips trembled slightly, and even his body trembled a little.

His expression seemed to be not only murderous, but also angry, annoyed, and puzzled......

Or even grievances!

There seems to be a deep sadness......

What's going on?

......

Yan Wei didn't know, Murong Xue didn't know, if Qiu Lan was awake, he would definitely be able to understand Mu Qing's current mood.

Because......

These corpse puppets that Mu Zheng sacrificed......

It's all the Mu family's ......

Clansman......

Mu Cangshan, Mu Canghai, Mu Cangqiong......

Uncles, uncles, aunts......

These clansmen are the thirty-five people who were killed by the disciples of the Yin Puppet Sect after living in seclusion......

And reveal the ...... of the hermitage of the clansmen

It's Mu Zheng......

Among these people, there is his own grandfather who loves him the most-Mu Canghai......

Back then, when he was dying, Mu Canghai took Mu Qing's hand and said, "Qing'er, you promise the fourth grandfather...... Zheng'er is not sensible, you are an elder brother, you have to accommodate him...... Take care of him......"

......

When the Blood Spring Dao people saw Mu Zheng sacrificing these corpse puppets, they were stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, and whispered to themselves: "It turns out that it is a blood family refining puppet secret technique...... Mu Zheng, you are very good, very good ......" (https:)

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