In the jungle, Mu Qingshan is the king, but he is a toddler on the desert journey.

"It's obviously the East, but I'll turn back the same way, so there shouldn't be any mistakes. How could I go back to the same place? Is there anything weird in the middle?"

At this time, the sun was as bright as the trees and green mountains could not capture the trajectory of the stars. In Mr. Bai's memory, although he had experience across the desert, he had no dangers along the way with the help of camels, and naturally he had no experience to be preferred.

The desert is full of countless hairs, and Mu Qingshan cannot guarantee whether it can successfully escape from this confused desert after dark.

"Beast, since you see me, do you still want to escape? Why don't you keep the Wensong Ancient Sword?"

"Artuo Buddha, Bishop Zhang, this donor Luo is indeed stubborn. The storm seems to be coming. Let's take action except him! We waited for him in the desert for three days, but unexpectedly he came over on the last day. The Buddha said: Evil and good will be rewarded, and it turns out that way."

Before Mu Qingshan's thoughts could be turned, he saw a small black dot running quickly in front of him. In a moment, the figure of the old camel monster had already been revealed. The old guy was constantly turning his head and looking back, as if he was chasing him. "Boss Zhang? It's not that the head of Wudang Yunding has arrived, right? I can't care about so many, kill this old camel monster first to avenge the tiger and the others."

Faced with the cheapness that came to the door, Mu Qingshan was naturally ecstatic, and his body jumped up from the yellow sand. The elderberry thorn swept towards the old camel monster coming from the distance with the yellow light.

When Mu Qingshan made a move, the two were still driving more than ten meters. First, the panicked old camel monster did not realize Mu Qingshan's existence, and second, Mu Qingshan's speed was too fast.

In a flash, this light light had already arrived in front of the old camel monster.

The dragon elderberry thorn is specialized in destroying the internal energy.

"So it's you?"

The old monster camel was frightened and crossed his sword to his chest. The seemingly unintentional crossed blocking actually blocked the thorns of Muqingshan everywhere, with a muffled sound.

The ancient sword of the rosy wood thorn carriage pattern came with a hard collision.

Mu Qingshan's body stopped and his forward momentum immediately reduced his twitch. The old camel monster who was unprepared was hit by him with all his strength. His body couldn't help but slide backward in a straight line.

One in the sky, the other underground. Mu Qingshan took a big advantage.

"Boy, don't make trouble. You have something to talk about."

The old monster camel knew that the situation was critical. He just stood up with a short body when he suddenly tightened his back. He was actually lifted up. The old monster camel knew that his master was not from the same world as him, and his soul was all hiding. He was about to go back to the sword and sweep it back. He knew that someone next to him stretched out two fingers, gently tapped a certain part of his body, and his full energy immediately relaxed.

With the joint efforts of the two major bishops today, the famous old camel monster outside the border has no power to fight back.

There were two slender middle-aged Mozi standing in front of them. They looked not special, but they were calm and stern. Before they could speak, they had already had a shocking momentum.

Mu Qingshan can be regarded as countless people, like Ling Linfeng's elegant demeanor. Tang Tianhao's unrestrainedness, but compared to these two people, there is a scent that cannot be explained clearly. It seems that Ling Linfeng has a more golden and jade horse hall flavor, and Tang Tianhao is even more decadent. At first glance, there is nothing special. After looking at it, he immediately became admiration for the wise when he saw the wise. When he thought about it, he seemed that he no longer had the courage to look at each other.

It's indeed an extraordinary person.

Mu Qingshan was very surprised. Suddenly, the cool and evil power in his mind had a strong repulsion, as if he wanted to fight against the invisible pressure, and seemed to be despising Mu Qingshan's shrinkage.

The lip force seemed to disappear. When Mu Qingshan raised his mouth, there seemed to be no big river in front of him. The mountains resisted him. Good and kind springs were born, and everyone was treated equally. I came from the world, the spring breeze was blowing and the war drums were beating. Who is afraid of who in this world?

Mu Qingshan's arrogance was thrilling, and he immediately walked forward quickly.

It must be unknown that Mu Qingshan's face changed completely in the eyes of the two major bishops today. Seeing him ashamed and confused, he became firm, and finally returned to his original state under the power of scrutiny of the two. Looking at the world, apart from the hidden world and no longer the world, how many people could fight these two people? What's more, at this age. The two masters looked at each other, their faces full of surprise. This time, for the sake of the ancient sword of Song, the two men set off the mountain peak of the meditation. Unexpectedly, they met such a young up-and-coming artist in such a bitter and cold place.

"Children, what's your name? A big storm is coming. Why are you here? Are you interested in crossing the desert with us?"

With the age of Bishop Zhang and his two, it is not too much to call Mu Qingshan and call him a child.

Mu Qingshan's eyes fell on the old camel monster, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Mu Qingshan."

Now, Mu Qingshan thinks there is no need to hide it.

"Mi Qingshan?"

Two screams blurted out at the same time, as if they were even more shocked than seeing the storm.

Bishop Zhang and the others were shocked that the name Mu Qingshan involved a great secret. Since the rumors were like this, it would naturally not be groundless. The secret of ancient trees has always been listed as the biggest secret by major sects. However, hundreds of years have passed, and no one can say that it is because of the reason. Until this generation, a young man who was implicated in ancient trees appeared. This man was named Mu Qingshan. Unfortunately, after the battle for the secrets of the family, this man evaporated from the world. The disciples of the sect who had just become interested all returned empty-handed, but no one could have imagined that this magical young man would appear in such an endless desert.

And this young man is Mu Qingshan, and he also has a sacred atmosphere.

With the ability of the two bishops, he naturally knew that the aura contained in Mu Qingshan was the dream of the world of martial arts and fairy tales.

Cool power. It is the source of heaven and earth.

The turbid eyes of the old monster camel lit up. He stared at Mu Qingshan in disbelief. This time he had a preconceived idea and found that the young man in front of him was indeed Mu Qingshan, whose skills were destroyed by him half a year ago.

"Strange, what kind of adventure has helped this kid restore his skills? And it has gone further? Could it be that stick? No, isn't the stick always in my hands?"

Even if the old man Camel scratched his head, he couldn't figure out why Mu Qingshan had such a big change.

"Two masters, the people in your hands once killed my two brothers. Mu Qingshan asked you to give me a chance to avenge me."

Mu Qingshan's voice was very dull. But he meant that he wanted people in the hands of the two archbishops. To put it from another perspective, how arrogant this tone was.

The fire clouds between the sky seemed to hang below the horizon, and the wind blew and dust. It seemed that a great storm was coming.

"Please let him go. I ask for a fair fight with him. No matter if I die in his hands or he dies in my hands, I hope you will not interfere. Besides, as the two bishops, I will naturally not care about these messy things."

Mu Qingshan added another sentence, which was equivalent to directly placing the army of the two archbishops.

Bishop Zhang looked at Mu Qingshan with a smile and said leisurely: "Of course, we shouldn't care about your affairs. But this person's identity is a bit special. He is my apprentice."

Mu Qingshan said, "Even if he is your disciple, he has made a mistake. He must stand up and take responsibility for it himself. He will not implicate the master or the master. This is what a real man belongs to. If he keeps his master's name as a shield for his whole life, he will probably be ridiculed by others!"

This was said in a slight way, and Bishop Zhang couldn't think of anything to refute. The old camel monster who was caught in his hand turned red and white, and he plucked up the courage and said, "Master, please let me go first. Children will end their grudges first, and they will definitely accept any punishment from Genting in the future."

Bishop Zhang was pushed by Mu Qingshan, a junior. Although he was wise and shining, he also moved Wuming and shouted angrily: "You evil beast, if you hadn't forced your senior brother away, would Duo'er have been depressed? Just because you were foolish and stole the ancient sword of Wensong, at least three masters could not survive the disaster of martial arts and cultivation. "

The old monster camel was taught with Bishop Zhang when he was young. At that time, this master was not the archbishop of Genting. Whenever he thought about it, he secretly hated that he was moving around back then. This is why he was afraid of his friend in Wudang. Otherwise, with his ability, except for his master, there were few people who could stop him from being in one sword.

"Master, I know I'm sorry for her. This time you'll feel sorry for me! I don't want to die too cowardly, and I don't want to affect Genting's reputation."

At this moment, Bishop Qingguang said, "Brother Zhang, as the saying goes: If you have a wrong, you will have a debt. Since this brother wants to take revenge, we can help him. It is reasonable that you will avenge your disciple in the future."

Mu Qingshan was still staring at the old camel monster quietly, and seemed to have not heard what was in the conversation.

"Hmph! Even if I give him a chance, can he beat my apprentice? I don't want him to die."

Bishop Zhang relaxed his palm and immediately let go of his favorite disciple. This incompetent person is young and has such an old appearance. He obviously has suffered so much. Fortunately, he can start a family and is not considered as losing his reputation. Master Qingguang was secretly amused and thought: "It is said that Master Zhang is famous for protecting his shortcomings, and he is clear about his strengths but not his fault. It is true that he is well-known."

The old monster camel held the ancient sword of the wind and pine, and the master was pressing the formation aside, so he had already ensured his life without worries. He felt broad and his momentum was in vain. He stood in the strong wind and shouted loudly: "Boy, if you have the ability, come and kill me, what kind of friends I have given you are to avenge you! If you don't have the ability, go away quickly."

Mu Qingshan didn't know what others meant to be eyeing him, but he had no other choice. He didn't care even if he offended the two sects at the same time. With his head raised, the burning clouds in the sky reflected in his cold eyes, and two strange colors shone in Mu Qingshan's eyes at the same time. At this moment, Mu Qingshan hid into the vast desert.

"Don't pretend to be a ghost for me, I'll cut you out of my true form."

The ancient sword shook. It seemed to be a movement without any attention. At least fifteen sword energy that cut through the sky, Nao Pu Mu Qingshan, broke through the dust all the way, and was extremely shocked. "The river crept into the plain."

This famous saying is gently exuded, and the weather suddenly arises in a sea-wide sky. The sand within a mile seems to be pulled by invisible force, rolling and roaring. Wherever the goal reaches, it is the Muqing Mountains trapped in the desert.

"Boss Zhang, your disciple has surpassed the realm of clear sword intent. I'm afraid that few people in Yunding can do it today, right? I heard that he was still a secret cultivation by himself. It's indeed a ghost."

"This beast, with his talent, if he keeps practicing with me, his talent, may not be inferior to me, but it's a pity that his talent is."

The two archbishops activated their true energy to protect their bodies, and there was a light visible to the naked eye on their bodies. It was like the north wind in the sword, which naturally could not hurt the slightest.

With a chirping sound, something suddenly lit up in the dim desert, and a faint light actually resisted the huge power of the ancient sword of Wensong.

Bishop Zhang was secretly surprised. Of course, he knew the power of the ancient sword of the Wensong, and used his eyesight to capture the trajectory of the stinger. As a result, he looked at it for most of the day. Except for seeing a wooden stick as black as a pot, he really didn't know how to describe the fire stick that even the ancient sword was cut.

"Master Qingguang, you have seen a lot. What do you think of the thing that emits black light? Although this young man is not as good as my apprentice, he has such achievements at such an age and is really a rare talent."

If I read it correctly, the true energy used by that child came from the former world's number one killer organization, Huo Wu Yaoyang, and the wooden stick in his hand seemed to have no record. I guess it was Hua Tianbao!"

"No, this young man has such a weird origin and such skills, how could he not be famous? There is no rumor about him at all."

Suddenly, Master Qingguang's eyes swept away the bare desert, and he screamed in horror, his face full of shock.

"What? The desert is full of plants? Is this possible?"

Bishop Zhang had already noticed this strange impression, and was dumbfounded, with a very strange face. According to their qualifications, there seemed to be nothing surprising in this world, but a large area of ​​green plants suddenly appeared in a lifeless desert area. This sensational change cannot be explained by common sense.

Even though these two people are knowledgeable and talented, they can't guess that this is a fatal trap arranged by Mu Qingshan. At present, the old camel monster is step by step into this sea of ​​plants like flowers.

When there were no keel thorns, Mu Qingshan could already use the cooling power to make the seeds bloom and sprout, and also allow Luo Teng to grow into a natural barrier. Now that his keel bone is in his hand, what level can he reach when controlling the power of plants?

"No, these plants seem to be the ones whom Mu Qingshan arranged to deal with my apprentice? He wants to make a conspiracy. Master Qingguang, don't blame me for taking action."

Bishop Zhang was eager to protect his body, and the divine light of protecting his body was activated. He actually formed a barrier of light outside his body with his real powerlessness. His body flashed and immediately rushed into the range of the plant.

At dusk, a breath of spring came over. In an instant, something strange happened. It was fine if Bishop Zhang's breath had not yet entered the field of plants. His breath had just stepped into this green ocean. Countless Luoteng flower branches immediately grew wildly and quickly entangled.

"What kind of thing is left-minded?"

Bishop Zhang frowned. He could no longer see the figure of the old camel monster fighting. The view in front of him was full of spring and a colorful atmosphere.

With a bang, countless vines exploded. With a low hum, Luo Teng, who had already lost flowers and willows, grew wildly again. Within a wonderful bell, he immediately surrounded Bishop Zhang's figure tightly and became a veritable big grass.

"No, with my skills, I was caught off guard by these plants. That beast must be in a bad situation."

A red light flashed, and countless vines exploded. Bishop Zhang's face said that it was as ugly as it was. Qingguang, who was standing behind, also realized that something was strange. At the same time, he flew over, four flesh palms flew over, and more than a dozen palm forces that shook the ancient qin Jin finally completely extinct the explosion of mutant plants.

This strange plant battle finally allowed the two archbishops to fully experience the power of anger from nature, and this natural anger was actually manipulated in the hands of the young man who had met for the first time. From the bottom of his heart, Mu Qingshan had been listed as the biggest enemy in his life by these two people.

An arc of lightning struck down, followed by a rumbling sound. After two thunders, the world finally darkened completely.

This time it was not the anger of nature, but one of Mu Qingshan's three martial arts styles - thunder bombardment. The target was the fourth time that it turned into an old camel monster with a big grass.

A blood squirted wildly, and a big head rolled out from afar with a sound of silence.

Mu Qingshan had tears in his eyes, and the dragon-wood thorns that were light and dark in his hands finally dimmed. He finally did it. With the help of the dragon-wood power, he finally successfully stopped the interference of the two great masters and killed the old camel monster, the enemy that made him wake up in the nightmare many times.

A sense of emptiness came over, Mu Qingshan moved the remaining power, and with a squeak, he crawled into Songjiu's desert and immediately entered the state of full disc sound. The sword was too cold, loneliness was too cold, and he should enjoy the tranquility.

After the thick smoke passed, the two major bishops watched the rolling heads, with strange expressions on their faces. This cold young man actually killed the old camel monster in front of them and successfully escaped. If it spread, no one would believe it.

In fact, there is no airtight wall in this world. A week later, a careful spread.

"What, do you say that the monster on Xijing Mountain is the popular superstar Yang Linxuan? You don't need to damage the image of my idol even if you are a woman, right?"

"Who lied to you? You can tell the newspapers and TV. Haven't you noticed that there has been no news about Yang Linxuan for more than a week? If it were before! Those little path news had already flown all over the sky. Also, Mr. Bi, who has always been obsessed with Yang Linxuan, was also crazy. I heard that he had just come out of Qingshan Mental Hospital yesterday..."

Another week later.

"You say that the famous desert robber leader, Camel, died in the desert?

With two masters from Wudang Shaolin, I still died at the hands of a kid Mu Qingshan who has not been passed down from afar? Damn, you must blink even if you lie!"

"In fact, the news came from Wudang Genting, and then it was confirmed in Qingguang Shaoshi Mountain. In the face of the reporter's inquiry, the two respected masters did not deny it. Of course, it was only a matter of rumors. If there was a coincidence, it was purely coincidental..."

Another week.

"Mu Qingshan? You don't even know Mu Qingshan?"

"Damn, wasn't Mu Qingshan who became famous in one fell swoop? Legend has it that he was the first to discover Yang Linxuan's identity, and then ran a thousand miles apart, killed camel robbers, and avenged his brothers. Now, this person's fame is higher than Yang Linxuan. Legend has it that even the school he used to study has successfully changed from a private school to a national key group. It turns out that one person has achieved the rightfulness, and the harrier dog has ascended to heaven..." Dear! If you think this site is good, please remember this site to help promote it! This site!
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