Mu Qingliu was still a little reluctant to leave Yuan Jingfeng, but when she thought of her shouldering a more important mission, her steps naturally became lighter.

He used his magic power slowly, but the escape light was much faster than before.

The Biyuan Mansion is full of water and water. Mu Qingliu relied on a little bit of agility. He borrowed the energy of the Biyuan Mansion, as if he had been in a flash, and soon left the territory of the Biyuan Mansion.

It's really a little bit of energy, and the wind is so happy that thousands of miles away.

The river ahead is rolling, the breeze blows, the wood clear water sees the world open, and the mind is very relaxed.

His inspiration flashed, and he might enter the soul from now on.

Mu Qingliu wanted to use this refreshing thought in his heart to directly enter the delusion and break the delusion and cultivate the soul of Tianhe, so that he could return to the sect with glory and live up to the subtle grace of True Lord Gu’s past ten years of more than a hundred years.

The energy of heaven and earth was rolling, as if it could sense Mu Qingliu's intentions and condensed in his direction.

But a refreshing fluctuation of vitality broke Mu Qingliu's mood.

He looked at the fluctuation of energy.

I only saw a man in blue clothes appear with his hair disheveled, unkempt, but solemn and refreshing, like the breeze in the mountains, floating like an immortal coming to the world, like the wind of Gu Zhenjun.

"Who is this person?" Mu Qingliu could see that this person was extraordinary at first glance, but after searching through his mind, he couldn't even think of any master this person, and his style was still as good as Gu Zhenjun.

The man looked at Mu Qingliu and smiled happily and said, "My friend was about to achieve enlightenment, but I was ruined by the scenery. It's really a sin."

Mu Qingliu smiled and said, "It's okay to be successful. It's not too late to achieve enlightenment, but not to fight for the day. If you can meet a fellow Taoist, the joy of being happy is not inferior to the spiritual being."

The man looked at Mu Qingliu and said leisurely: "I didn't expect that I would see a person like my friend when I came out for many years. Today, Qingyang is outstanding in talent, which is far better than me back then. As soon as I came out, I observed the world. I heard that in today's world, there are two kings and one true kings, both of whom were geniuses. The two kings refer to the two kings and one true kings, and the two kings refer to the two kings and one true kings in the past, Fengyun Zhenjun, Gu Zhenjun, and the one true kings refer to the Tianhe Sect. I saw that my friend was so charming, I wonder how much I compared to these two kings and one true kings?"

Mu Qingliu said, "I am like fireflies and bright moons than Master and disciples of Gu Zhenjun. As for Master Guo, it is like the sea. I am just a stream and I can't compare it to it."

The man smiled and said, "The more you say, I'm more curious about them. It's just that I'm a little inconvenient now. My friend has outstanding talents. Can you help me with a little help?"

When Mu Qingliu saw this man talking to him, he spoke openly, and thought to himself that this person was a hidden immortal in the Taoist sect, and he might be the real person of the second or third heavenly tribulation.

If he could meet such a person, he would be of some help.

Mu Qingliu said openly: "Fellow Taoist wants me to help you, it's okay to just say it."

The man smiled with a cracked mouth, showing his neat and white teeth, and his smile was innocent, but he said something that made Mu Qingliu feel cold, "It's nothing else, I just want to use it for my friend's body."

A chill came out of Mu Qingliu's body, and a terrifying feeling arises in her heart.

The Taoist in front of me was no longer as cheerful as the breeze and bright moon as before, and the body emitted a scent of a sea of ​​blood. At the same time, the other person's face also changed, and his facial features disappeared all of them. As his facial twitched, the other person's facial features grew again, just like Mu Qingliu.

"The Heart Demon Taoist Sutra?" Mu Qingliu couldn't help but shout.

He remembered a rumor and said with difficulty: "Are you Chen Beiming, the founder of the inner demon sect?"

The man laughed and said, "I didn't expect that there is anyone in the world who knows my name."

Mu Qingliu bowed and said, "There are only hundreds of true lords that have appeared in Qingyang Realm since ancient times to the present, and all of them have been recorded. Moreover, the Tianhe Sect, who was born in the lower world, has always been incompatible with Sumeru Temple, so he also has some understanding of the experiences of his predecessors."

Chen Beiming raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't have to move out the sect behind you to scare me. Alas, your body is nourished by heaven and earth treasures, and your heart is pure. It is a good house. I will not be willing to let you go."

Mu Qingliu's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice: "My master is Master Guo, and I have just left from Mr. Gu."

Before he finished speaking, he had already emitted a series of water lights, turning into a sword energy and blasted towards Chen Beiming.

He really has no reservations.

After taking action, he immediately ran towards Biyuan Mansion without looking back.

Chen Beiming smiled indifferently and rushed straight towards the sword energy, but what is strange is that the sword energy looked like nothing.

Chen Beiming was not affected at all, and he easily passed through the sword energy.

Chen Beiming's chuckle sounded in Mu Qingliu's ears.

\b He subconsciously turned around and found that Chen Beiming was by his side, walking side by side with him.

"My friend, you can't escape."

Mu Qingliu felt a lot colder, but he still abandoned the interference of his words and used all his strength to go to Biyuan Mansion.

Chen Beiming still walked side by side with him calmly, as if he was not in a hurry to catch Mu Qingliu, as if he was playing with a mouse, with the intention of playing with Mu Qingliu.

He said leisurely: "Someone can save you in this direction, oh, that's that Mr. Gu."

Mu Qingliu did not answer and walked forward with his head down.

Chen Beiming said: "Hey, you just keep walking, but don't look at you're in the right direction?"

Mu Qingliu was suddenly shocked and looked forward, but he turned around without realizing it.

How is it possible.

It must be an illusion.

Chen Beiming held his hands aside, yawned and said, "Forget it, the night is long and dreamy, I won't play with you anymore."

Chen Beiming smiled faintly, his body swayed slightly, and suddenly disappeared from Mu Qingliu's senses, and a feeling of despair arose in his heart.

When he looked up again, he saw Chen Beiming turning into a phantom and appearing in front of him.

"Your body belongs to me." But Chen Beiming laughed.

Mu Qingliu suddenly realized that he could no longer use a trace of magic power.

When he approaches the realm of the soul, he is vulnerable to the opponent's side.

Mu Qingliu sighed in her heart, and she could not follow Gu Zhenjun's footsteps in the end. He was a little unwilling to accept it. He felt that he could follow Gu Zhenjun to achieve great achievements and change the world.

Chen Beiming turned into a phantom and was about to enter Mu Qingliu's body when a ray of golden light suddenly burst out. Chen Beiming's phantom was blocked by the golden light, and he couldn't help but stop.

"Bodhizi?" Chen Beiming sneered, and he waved his hand and produced a stream of blue smoke, which instantly annihilated the golden light.

Mu Qingliu just now had a glimmer of hope because of Qingguang, and then fell into despair again!

At this time, a pure bamboo fell from the sky.

As soon as the pure bamboo falls, it will produce a sea of ​​bamboo. The leisurely and pure Taoist rhyme ripples in the sea of ​​bamboo, and rises and falls with the waves of bamboo leaves.
Chapter completed!