(982 The iron fist of blue sand destroys the solid wall, and the goddess of flying snow holds the cold monument)

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A strange glint flashed in Ku Murong's eyes. In fact, it doesn't matter whether what he said is consistent with the facts. Even the same facts can have completely different interpretations.

What he used was a magical power he learned from the parasitic dream raccoon dogs in his body, called latent thought.

This move can use a small amount of divine soul power to quietly replace one of the opponent's thoughts. The person who is hit by the move will not even notice that the other party has used magical powers.

But there is a premise, that is, you must try to induce some kind of negative emotion in the other party. It is impossible for a determined person to fall into this trap. Therefore, every sentence of Ku Murong touches the pain point of the elder Huai.

"Then what do you think we should do?" Huai Sheng asked.

"You don't need to personally intervene in this matter. Let the patrol elder Hua Ren handle it with full authority. Just try to delay Muluo for some time." Ku Murong's clone's eyes flashed with strange light and he said in a low voice.

Huai Sheng is a rather rigid person. If he were allowed to participate in the series of things like killing the tree and revising the imperial edict, he would just turn his back on him and kill him on the spot.

But at this time, he had fallen into the trap of "unspoken substitution". It was no problem for Kumu Rong to give a seemingly harmless suggestion to replace his original decision. Not only would he not ask for the reason, he would not remember it afterwards.

thing.

Sure enough, Huai Sheng just nodded slightly, conveyed the meaning back, and then didn't ask any more questions.

So the patrol guards at Nanshan Gate called in panic for a long time, and finally came the stern-faced patrol elder Hua Ren, and a mighty Kinobe patrol team of at least 500 people.

At this time, Muluo was still punching the protective barrier at the mountain gate.

This restriction is not a simple and solid pure Yang restriction, but is filled with wood-type vitality and is as tough as a ball of beef tendon.

With one punch, the restriction was dented to a large extent, and the strength was removed. As soon as she retracted her fist, the restriction returned to its original state. Unless she could break through the restriction with one punch, this was almost impossible.

But if she gave up without being able to punch through, then she would no longer be Muluo. Even though she knew it was useless, she still punched him one after another. And while she was constantly punching, she was also figuring out the key to it.

Each of her punches caused some damage to the forbidden area, but the damage was automatically repaired before the next punch.

This also means that every punch she punches is useless. So even if she punches ten thousand times, it will be useless.

But if she can leave some damage to this restriction with every punch, even if it is just a temporary defect, then if these defects accumulate, she will be able to break this restriction sooner or later.

As long as it was a temporary break, it would be enough for her to enter Kinobe.

This reminded her of the Bisha Pearl that she got when she destroyed the Wang family in Yuntian City.

The Bisand Bead is a blood sacrifice magic weapon. It is composed of many blue-colored sand grains, each of which is made from the flesh and blood sacrifice of the Wang clan.

It is impossible for these grains of sand to directly invade Kinobe's portal restrictions, but they can completely invade at the moment when her heavy punch breaks through the restrictions.

So every time she punched, she brought some green sand into her fist. When she closed her fist, the restriction immediately returned to its original state, but the green sand was left in the restriction.

The power of restraint operates quickly and will soon repel these foreign objects.

But these green sands driven by the power of Muluo's energy and blood are also equivalent to magic weapons, and they are not without resistance. Before they were completely repulsed, Muluo's next punch came again.

In this way, every punch she punches is no longer useless, but each punch leaves more Bizhusha in the invisible restriction.

The invisible restriction also became tangible, because a path made of green sand gradually appeared in it.

It was now the turn of the patrolling guards guarding the city to become anxious.

The reason why Hua Ren was able to gain Huaisheng's attention and become a patrolling elder was because of his character as stubborn as a stick. From his point of view, rules are just rules, and if they can be modified in any way, they are no longer rules.

The ban issued by the Kino Council of Elders prohibits anyone from entering or exiting the tribe by land, and there is no exception for Shuhou.

If the Tree King comes in person, he can issue an oral edict on the spot to abrogate the ban. But before that, he must stick to it.

"You guys come with me. If the restriction is breached, use your five hundred lives to plug the breach!"

"Defend to the death! Defend to the end! Defend to the end!"

The patrol team of more than 500 people raised their arms and shouted in unison. Ever since Hua Ren formed this team, they had been preparing for the day when they would die for Kinobe.

…

Amidst the cheers of the onlookers of the Yin Yang Sect disciples, a cold wind mixed with snow flakes roared out from the sea of ​​fire. Dressed as white as snow, the peerless and independent goddess Guanghan walked out of the sea of ​​fire.

She did not give even a single look in response to the cheering Yin Yang Sect members, but just flew through the void like snowflakes, and returned to Kunzhou in the sea of ​​clouds like a big floating fish in the night sky.

He Wuji, who was sitting in the main cabin with many elders, heads of courtyards, and hall masters of the Yin Yang Sect, raised his head and looked at the proud female disciple who had returned.

"It's done."

Nan Wanci just bowed slightly, uttered four words with a cold air, and then sat down on her futon. She had always been so cold and arrogant, even towards her master.

He Wuji's neck turned somewhat stiffly, causing his eyes that could not move to be pointed in her direction.

In his eyes, this female disciple dressed in white and snowy clothes looks exactly the same as before, but there seems to be something different. He can actually feel it, that is, Nan Wanci's golden elixir and three flowers have been perfected.

This is not the completion of the defective three flowers, but the complete perfection of the three golden elixir flowers.

Her realm has now reached the pinnacle of mortal beings. She only needs to gather the willpower of all living beings to achieve Nascent Soul.

The defect itself is a kind of price. If you pay the price, you will be entitled to gain. Once a defect that is too big and difficult to make up for is made up for and perfected, it is not surprising that the realm will be perfected directly.

It's just that most people are not willing to take such a big risk and take this path of losing money first and then gaining profits.

But with her cold and arrogant character, she probably won't be able to gain any willpower to become an immortal.

"Where is Gou punished?" He Wuji asked.

"Of course it's in my hands." Nan Wanci said a little rudely.

"have a look."

He Wuji pressed for details. It wasn't that he didn't trust this female disciple, it was just that this matter was too important. Gou Zhu was Lian Ling's Taoist companion, and it was also her biggest weakness.

Nan Wanci pursed her lips slightly, and her eyes showed an expression of distrust and disgust. But in front of her was the master, and no matter how arrogant she was, she did not dare to neglect, so she had to stretch out her hand and spread her palms.

A white ray of light flashed through the air, and an upright white jade tablet covered with bloodstains appeared in her palm. It was the bloodstained body tablet!

Others only felt the cold air seeping through them and could not see the scene inside the monument. Only He Wuji's spiritual consciousness was allowed to enter the monument.

He saw a shadow, Gouzhu was continuing to fight with an enemy in his imagination.

His fighting method is not real, it is purely his imagination in the illusion, and it does not consume any mana. Even if he defeats his opponent or is defeated by his opponent, everything will start over again, in an infinite loop.

In this way, Gouzhu would be trapped in the monument forever. Not only could he not escape, he would not even know what he was doing.

He Wuji nodded. By trapping Gou Zhu in this way, it could be said that his life and death were completely in the hands of the owner of the monument, so it couldn't be better used to negotiate with Lian Ling.

But he felt there was one more thing to confirm.
Chapter completed!