Mu Ming and the other two walked slowly along the way, mostly watching the scenery here.

This place is no different from the outside world. The only difference is that the rules here seem to be more solidified, and sometimes make people feel a little bit bound.

The power here is not divine power, but spiritual power condensed by thoughts and divine consciousness.

Mu Ming felt that his body was gradually adapting to the breath here, and it seemed that his body could condense soon. Of course, Mu Ming felt oppressed now. This was the pressure to stimulate his potential, forcing him to stimulate his thoughts at all times, otherwise he would be crushed.

Wang Yuan's eyes were filled with purple light, and a divine light flew over and merged into his body. He was also adapting to the breath here.

"When you meet a strong person, you will be strong, and this is the law here." Wang Yuandao, the pressure he received was much greater than that of the Wood Name, which was also to limit these high-level monks. Otherwise, if they massacre, the balance here would probably be lost.

Wang Yuan seemed to only speak more when he was with Mu Ming, but he calmed down Mu Ming and Wang Yuan walked out of the sad thing.

Mu Ming said: "Have you ever seen anything?"

Wang Yuan said: "The previous war was probably launched for the opening of this place!"

"Blood Sacrifice?" Mu Ming was stunned.

Wang Yuan nodded: "The rules here are filled with bloody smell afterwards, and others may not be able to see them, but these eyes are extremely sensitive to the smell of blood!"

Mu Ming was silent and then said, "It's just that the price of doing this is too high!"

Wang Yuan shook his head: "It may be okay to survive the fittest and water some seeds of hope with the blood and life of others!"

Mu Ming was silent again. War can change many things, including Wang Yuan’s nature!

The two of them walked forward silently, each with their own thoughts, but soon after, they heard a fight in front of them.

The two of them quietly lurked over and saw some people fighting for something, and it seemed that something extraordinary appeared.

I faintly saw a black hole appearing in the void, and a silver-white needle-shaped object that was more than one foot rotated in the air, emitting fluctuations and pierced through the void. However, at this time, it was fixed by a green branch.

And below there were several people fighting, and they were extremely cruel to each other. A monk had half of his arm torn, and only his empty sleeves were floating.

However, no blood flowed out. This is the construction of mental power, which is the case for everyone and has nothing to do with the body.

Among these people, there were two Wooden clans behind him, who were protecting him. Wooden ci Nian You Ci kept urging a wooden sword in front of him. The wooden sword flew around and wanted to kill the enemy.

However, his opponent is not bad, he is two visitors from the starry sky. I don’t know where the world came, but there are inexplicable fluctuations outside them.

"I'm not afraid of anyone from the outside world, even people from the central realm!" Mu Ci slashed down with one sword, and the wooden sword enlarged, like a door panel, crushing the void.

The two monks were shocked and urged their treasures to fight against each other.

One man used a long whip. Although it was a whip, it looked like a spear and was extremely strong. At this time, he resisted the wooden sword, while the other man drove a ruler. The ruler changed rapidly, like a wooden stick rotating, coming towards the wooden word.

The wood word changed slightly, because in just a moment, the two Wood clan children were killed by the ruler, their eyebrows were pierced, and their bodies were shattered, like porcelain.

"Press the magic ruler!" Mu Ci whispered.

The owner of the ruler was a female cultivator. At this time, he spoke: "This is a treasure created by imitating the God-Destroying Ruler, which is the most powerful thing in the Dharma Realm. Its power is far less than that of the treasure. Now it is just my urge to urge it. After all, it is an indigenous person, even the Wood Clan, so it is!"

When Mu Ci heard this, he smiled and said, "Maybe this sentence is useful to others, but for... the Mu Clan, you should still have awe!"

There was a pattern on his eyebrows, which was a green mark. The moment the mark appeared, chains flew out from the eyebrows, and the chains made a sound. What was strange was that the ruler had fallen to the ground, which was incredible.

The female cultivator was shocked and found that she and the ruler were cut off.

"It's actually the sealing technique of the Central Realm! How could you do it!"

At the same time, the chain ran through and locked the long whip.

The body of the long whip owner was illusory because he was sad because of the chain, and talisman marks appeared one by one.

"Hurry, this is to seal our soul!" The monk was anxious. At this time, the female cultivator wanted to come to help, but chains were also entangled.

Mu Ci didn't care at all, but said lightly: "For my Wood Clan, people are just a group of slaves. The Wood Clan will sooner or later fight out of the heavens and descend into the divine realm!"

The two monks had no time to pay attention to it, and they didn't know the heroic spirit in Mu Ci's heart at this time.

They just want to break free from these chains, which seem to be specifically targeting them, which makes them scared.

"What a pity they both!" Mu Ci was alone at this time, but he was not afraid at all. The children of the Mu clan beside him had been destroyed and could not gather their spiritual senses to help him in a short period of time.

But at this moment, Mu Ci suddenly felt the sound of breaking the wind coming from his ears.

He turned around suddenly, but saw two blood-colored beams of light rushing towards him.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he avoided it, but because of this, the chains broke free.

The two monks were overjoyed, but before they could see who helped them clearly, they felt that the ghost energy was everywhere around them, and they began to fear.

A monk with ghost energy came over, holding a stone bow in his hand, and a broken arrow feather was resting on the bow string of the stone bow.

Fortunately, the monk just nodded to them lightly, and when they saw this, they were relieved to be wary.

The name of the wood shot out with an arrow and headed straight for the wood word. The arrow body was bright, like a sharp sword, causing waves and strong winds.

Mu Ming is not ruthless. This guy is really too much. When he has the chance, Mu Ming will never let it go.

The same is true for Wang Yuan. The two of them have almost the same cultivation level. Although they are of the bloodline of the Wood Clan, Wang Yuan's bloodline is also strange.

At this time, the fight is fought and Fenglei meditates.

There are chains flying out between Mu Ci's eyebrows, trying to catch Wang Yuan's soul away.

But Wang Yuan's blood pupils flashed, and there were strange tale suppressions every time.

Mu Ci summoned the tree in mid-air, and its breath rose sharply. The needle-shaped object was about to fly away, but was imprisoned by the two people. Talismans flew out from their eyebrows and began to suppress them!

Wang Yuan and the other two were hard to part with each other, and the wooden name kept interfering, so he could not break the arrow feather at all. Moreover, the arrow feather was spiritual and kept shuttled, as if he had no choice but to shoot him to death.

"We will also help you with one arm!" The two monks were also angry. With help from this, they would naturally not hesitate.

A long whip was sacrificed again, bringing a soft force, but it entangled Mu Ci tightly, and silently. Mu Ci wanted to hide, but the whole body was blocked.

The woman held a ruler in her hand and directly sealed the breath between Mu Ci's eyebrows, making it impossible for him to summon the chains for a short time.

Before, Mu Ci could deal with the two, but with Wang Yuan’s help, Mu Ci’s power could not be dispersed, so there was nothing we could do!

"I hate you, you guys wait!"

Mu Ci yelled, but his body was broken by the woman.

The woman's ruler turned into an extremely huge wooden stick and fell directly. The power of the wooden poem was restrained by Wang Yuan again, so she could only watch the wooden stick fall down, and there was no way to avoid it because the whip entangled him.

With a loud bang, Mu Ci's body exploded, and the fragments of the body were ignited by the power in the ruler and turned into light spots.

In the end, there was only a shrill roar stirring.

Although it cannot be killed, the pain of death is real.

In reality, Mu Ci woke up from entering into meditation, but vomited blood.

Then he fell into a coma, with blood on his eyebrows and cracked, and his soul fell into a withered state.

In the virtual world, Mu Ming took back the bow and arrow and whispered: "You are really right, you are really a short-lived ghost!"

Wang Yuan laughed, "I'll kill him once when I see you!"

Mu Ming agreed. Although he was of the same clan, he had no favoritism for his Mu Ming.

The only thing he was worried about was Mu Lingzhi's intervention, but he probably wouldn't. After all, his cultivation and age would not allow him to do so. If his son's life is endangered, he will not take action. This is a rule that the world of cultivation cannot achieve, and he must give his generation experience.

The two monks came forward and bowed and bowed: "Thank you for your help, otherwise my soul will be bound, and then you will have to destroy yourself before you can be liberated!"

Then, with the two waved their hands, the huge needle-shaped object in the air flew over and was suppressed by the whip and ruler!

The two monks looked at each other and nodded tacitly, and the female cultivator gave the thing: "This is what both of you deserve!"

Wang Yuan shook his head: "No need to do this, it's just a good time!"

The female cultivator said, "This is a soul-destroying needle, which is extremely effective against souls. The god-killing penis and god-killing ruler in my hands are both of these things. However, if they are suppressed by the rules here, they would not be so embarrassed. As for this thing, it is not very useful to us!"

Another monk nodded: "We don't want to have conflicts with the Wood Clan, but that man was too hateful and wanted to forcibly trade our weapons. We disagree and then calculated to take away the weapons of our two people. This was the battle. However, there were rules here, so we couldn't do anything to him!"

"Please ask for your men!"

The female cultivator said again, with gratitude in her eyes, and said to herself: "The two of us come from the Dharma Realm of Destruction. Although we are not as big as the two, we both belong to people from the outside world and are considered to be the same camp!"

Wang Yuan had no choice but to take it, and activate the secret technique to start branding. The soul-destroying needle kept trembling, but when he felt Wang Yuan's breath, it calmed down, and the two cultivators showed a strange look.

"I heard that the Blood Spirit World is good at controlling weapons and has great experience in many secret techniques such as puppets. It seems that this is true!"

Wang Yuan's face was covered with blood, and he showed a look of laughter and crying, but he had to nod indifferently: "Can this thing really kill people?"

The female cultivator said, "It depends on who to destroy it. This thing is to destroy the soul, but it is only aimed at those cultivators with weak souls and souls. Anyone who can travel here without any obstacles is almost impossible to destroy it. However, it is possible to seriously injure them. At least, it is okay to make them unable to move for ten days and half a month!"

"Then I'm relieved, I'm going to try it back!" Wang Yuan was careless, but Mu Ming knew what he was thinking, but nothing was wrong.

Wang Yuan was stabbed behind the back by the Wood clan's children and was always worried.

"So farewell!" Wang Yuan spoke.

The female cultivator hesitated for a moment and finally said, "Can you go with her?"

Mu Ming said, "I will walk alone, otherwise the Mu clan's children will chase you and cause trouble to you. I will not hide it from you. I have had a holiday with the Mu clan's children before!"

The female cultivator hesitated for a moment and had to shake her head to give up. Although they were outsiders, they could not be unscrupulous.

In fact, most of the people who come here are Pathfinders, and they are not very strong!

The two had to say goodbye, but in the end the female cultivator said, "You might as well go to the front and take a look. This soul-destroying needle was brought out from there. I heard that there were monsters appearing there, and it seemed that they were digging something!"

After that, the two left here, their souls were attacked and needed to rest!
Chapter completed!