The momentum on Mutou changed.

He is no longer like a farmer, but more like a sharp sword being unsheathed.

"boom!"

The sickle burst out into Wood's hand with a brighter light than the Milky Way. The dark blade cut through the void, extremely sharp.

Xing Yuanqing's face changed drastically. He wanted to draw his sword, but it was too late. The terrifying sword light had already covered his whole body.

"Be careful!" Lu Yi shouted anxiously, and Xuanyuan Sword jumped out of his eyes.

clang!

Xuanyuan Sword helped Xing Yuanqing block the sword light.

Can.

The strength of the wood was too great. The Xuanyuan Sword was knocked away, and Lu Yi also retreated a few hundred meters away. His face turned pale and his eyes were staring at the wood with a serious look.

Saint King!

This is a peerless strong man in the realm of the Saint King.

"Puff!" Lu Yi spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"How are you? Huang Wu hurriedly moved the lotus steps and supported Lu Yi.

"It's okay." Lu Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and walked forward, but at this moment, a violent aura swept across all directions and spread like waves.

The pair of Mutou's eyes became bright red as blood, very strange, and the sickle "buzzed" in his hand.

"No, Mu Tou is going to get sick." Mu En's face changed drastically, and he shouted: "Mu Tou, calm down quickly!"

"What's going on?" Lu Yi asked.

"Mu Tou is born with a disease. Sometimes after using spiritual power, he can't control his emotions. It is precisely because of this that my grandfather did not let him continue to be a guard for me." Mu En said.

"Is there any way to calm him down?"

"I don't know. Mutou's disease is very strange. When it occurs, it will lose its mind and become very irritable. It will increase its strength many times, and it will kill people indiscriminately." Muen said anxiously: "Now Mutou must calm down quickly, otherwise we may all die."

Xing Yuanqing drew out the Taoist sword and said, "It really doesn't work, let's talk about it again."

"He is the Saint King, and he is in a crazy stage. If we join forces, we may not be able to suppress him." Lu Yi said.

"What should I do? Could it be that he would kill us all?"

"Amitabha!" Suddenly, a loud Buddha's name sounded, spreading all over the sky and the earth, shaking the void.

It is hard to say that the master stepped forward and was covered with a layer of Buddha's light. In front of him, there was a glowing "卍" flowing. He was like a god and Buddha who came from ancient times.

"Amitabha!"

It is impossible to say that the master clasped his hands together, walked forward and recited scriptures in his mouth. At the beginning, everyone could hear the words "Amitabha" in his mouth. Later, his speech speed became faster and faster, and gradually he couldn't hear clearly.

Five minutes have passed.

"scold!"

Suddenly, the master spitted out a golden lotus from his mouth, which was lifelike and drifted over the wood's head.

"Spitting lotus flowers on your mouth! This is an amazing magical power in Buddhism!" Xing Yuanqing exclaimed and took a deep look at the master.

"town!"

The master could not say that another word was spitting out of his mouth. The golden lotus bloomed endless Buddha light. The wood body stiffened, and suddenly, the violent aura disappeared from the world.

clang!

The sickle returns to the sheath and the wood returns to its sanitation.

"Amitabha, how good it is!" The master couldn't say that, and the lotus dissipated in nothingness in the air.

"Thank you, Master, otherwise I will get into trouble again." Mu Tou's old face was full of apology.

Before the master could speak, Xing Yuanqing said, "It's not your fault for this matter, I blame me. If I hadn't challenged you, you wouldn't have gotten sick. But I really didn't expect that you were a powerful saint king!"

"Sorry, I'm scared everyone." Mu Tou continued to apologize.

"Okay Mutou, I'm here to find you. I want to ask for your help if you have something to do." Mu En said directly.

Mutou's old face appeared with doubt and said, "The young master has any use for me, please speak up."

Muen said: "My great-grandfather was taken to Wuliang Mountain by my uncle and cousin. I want to save him."

"Has the old Pavilion Master gone to Wuliang Mountain?" Mutou was startled, and his old face became solemn, and he said, "Wuliang Mountain is a dragon pond and tiger den, with many masters. The young Pavilion Master, I advise you to think twice before you can do it."

"Great grandfather is terminally ill. If I don't go to save him, he will sooner or later be tortured by his uncle and Mu Tiancai. I am the only relative in this world, and I cannot ignore it. So Mu, I hope you can help me." Mu Enkeng asked.

"Young Master, you are polite! Since the Old Master, you gave me to you, I am yours. I will do whatever the Young Master, let me do. Besides, I have long wanted to see the person behind Mu Tiancai."

Mu En was overjoyed when she heard this and smiled and said, "Mu Tou, I must thank you very much when I rescue my great-grandfather."

"Young Pavilion Master, don't be polite between you and my master and servant. Let's discuss the matter of going to Wuliang Mountain!" Mu Tou glanced at Lu Yi and the others and said, "For us, it is difficult to rescue the old Pavilion Master from Wuliang Mountain with many masters."

"How difficult is it?" Xing Yuanqing asked Mutou: "In your experience, do we have any chance?"

"Yes." Mu Too affirmed, saying, "We join forces and only have 20% chances."

Xing Yuanqing was in a flash.

"Thirty percent of what I said is already very high. When you reach Wuliang Mountain, you will know that it is harder to get out of that place than climbing to the sky." Mutou said.

"No matter what, I have no choice." Muen said: "Even if I don't want Rongbao Pavilion, I will rescue my grandfather."

"Mu Tiancai and his son took the old Pavilion Master to Wuliang Mountain, with the purpose of forcing the young Pavilion Master to fall into the trap. The intention is very obvious. If you don't go, it means being unfaithful and unfilial. If you go, it is a dead end. Have you thought about it?"

"I've thought about it."

"Since that's the case, then go to Wuliang Mountain!" Mutou said: "I have been wasted for so many years and have no other skills. It's still OK to help the young master kill the person behind Mu Tiancai."

"If you can help me kill Mu Tiancai's Taoist protector, then the most powerful enemy we face is the uncle." Mu En looked at the master who couldn't say anything and asked, "Master, can you deal with the powerful saint king?"

"I can give it a try."

"If you can help stop the uncle, then the eldest brother and Fairy Huang Wu will deal with those saints. Lao Xing and I will go to save the great-grandfather." Mu En said.

"Don't forget that in addition to them, Wuliang Mountain also has a master." Lu Yi reminded.

"who?"

"Your cousin, Mu Genius!"

"I really forgot if you don't remind me." Muen frowned and said, "My cousin is not simple. She is born with a sun body and a strong man in the realm of a saint. Most people are not his opponents."

"Leave him to me!" Lu Yi said.

"You?" Mu En was stunned.

In an instant, everyone looked at Lu Yi.

"If I kill you, you won't hate me, will you?" Lu Yi asked.

"If you can really kill him, I'm grateful that you are too late, so how could you hate you?" Mu En said: "You are just in the God-Translation Realm, and I'm afraid you are not Mu Tiancai's opponent."

"You don't have to worry about this, I have my own way." Lu Yi smiled and said, "It's not too late, go to Wuliang Mountain!" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!