As early as when he obtained the Wuji Book, Wang Mu knew that this guy would definitely be waiting for an opportunity.
She would not be so kind as to really give her magic skills to help her practice...
There must be something up his sleeve.
Moreover, he will definitely look for a suitable opportunity to act like a monster.
Before this trip, Wang Mu had expected that the misty catkins might appear, but he didn't know when.
After all, I am old and weak this time. As long as Piaomiaoxu can detect it, he will definitely not miss this golden opportunity.
So, taking Xianyun Kun with you is also a kind of protection in itself.
Otherwise, Wang Mu would not have fished for this guy diligently all the way.
Although he has blood essence in hand, given Xianyun Kun's personality, if he threatens him with this, his brain may not be as useful as giving it fish to eat.
Looking at Shuo Wuji in mid-air and the remaining soul in the darkness.
Last time in the Dark Border, Piaomiao Xu's remnant soul practiced the methods of those dark alien races.
Dark aliens are not perceived by divine consciousness.
Almost no monks here can sense this wisp of misty remnant soul.
Wang Mu knew it was misty and misty, but it wasn't spiritual perception either.
Rather, it is a kind of experience and tacit understanding that comes from countless boss battles.
Besides, Shuo Wuji is here...
She must be here too.
"A mere Shuo Wuji..."
Wang Mu touched Xianyun Kun's head.
After eating so much fish from me, it’s time to use it.
In the void.
"Who is coming!"
The changes in an instant, especially the restrictions outside the reservoir, seemed to have undergone great changes. The monks from the three sects guarding here were flying over from all directions with dazzling light like firecrackers.
"Who are you?"
The old man's face hardened.
"roll!"
Shuo Wuji gently flicked his sleeves.
I saw a majestic general trend that instantly enveloped the entire reservoir like a stormy cloud.
The monstrous demonic energy surged like a sea.
"The infinite demonic body!"
Wang Mu narrowed his eyes.
Shuo Wuji, the being who cultivated the Demon Lord, also cultivated the Wuji Demonic Body.
It's just that this person's cultivation level is obviously much higher than mine.
In an instant, the faces of the monks below the level of Transformation God changed greatly, and their whole bodies seemed to be sealed, losing all their spiritual power.
The wild waves of air instantly shook up all the monks present.
One by one, the watery dumplings fell into the reservoir.
Only Wang Mu, sitting on Xianyun Kun in mid-air, remained silent.
"Overcoming the tribulation?"
"The peak of tribulation?"
"What's going on? Who is this? How dare you attack the reservoir contracted by the three sects?"
"What a terrifying aura... This man's demonic aura is overwhelming... Wait, could this be the Demon Lord from Yuanhai Palace?"
"This is Shuo Wuji, Shuo Wuji who was resurrected by the Misty Holy Lord!"
"..."
The monks present had enough knowledge and experience to recognize him immediately.
There are not many tribulation monks in the entire Jiuzhou.
Moreover, some of the tribulation monks are extraordinary.
The unparalleled demon king who founded Yuanhai Palace and led the great prosperity of the demonic path. A powerful person of that level. If he had not died back then, he would at least be an immortal by now.
As for Holy Lord Piaomiao, who can resurrect Shuo Wuji, he is naturally a more mysterious big devil.
Even fewer people know.
For example, even less is known about the things in the Bahuang Netherworld.
What a big devil like Piaomiao Xu likes most is to quietly change the world, change the world situation in an instant, and determine the outcome in one fell swoop.
If the matter in the Bahuang Netherworld had come to pass, Jiuzhou would have changed long ago.
Hasn't it changed? This big devil has not yet entered the eyes of many people in Jiuzhou.
However, being able to resurrect Shuo Wuji is enough to shock me even as a monk.
Wang Mu stared straight ahead, patted Xianyun Kun, and slowly flew into the sky.
"Dongfang Mu...you are actually like this?"
Shuo Wuji took back his hand and looked at the man in front of him, stunned for a long time.
To be honest, when he came in, his consciousness scanned for a while, but he didn't find out who Dongfang Mu was...until he took action just now...
"..."
What the hell is this Dongfang Mu?
Why have you become like this?
Shuo Wuji looked at it for a long time and finally understood what the Holy Lord meant by weakness.
But...is this too exaggerated?
This is no longer weak, but almost dying of old age!
Shuo Wuji could not imagine that in the dark border, Dongfang Mu, who had displayed his power with a Yinghong Sword and entered the Nascent Soul more than ten years ago, how long had it passed before there were almost no people left?
Piaomiaoxu on the side was also startled.
Really unexpected.
She could only sense the changes in the demonic body, but could not sense the specific situation.
Although I knew that the Eastern Pastoral Association was very weak at this time, I never expected... that it would be this weak?
Pian Miao Xu was silent for a while.
There was actually a somewhat sad feeling in my heart, as well as a kind of joy that could not be overturned.
"Ha ha ha ha…"
Piaomiaoxu laughed.
It's a pity that she is a remnant soul, and her laughter can only be heard by a few monks.
"Dongfang Mu, Dongfang Mu!"
"I really didn't expect you to want to do this today?" Piaomiao Xu laughed loudly, "In just one year, you relied on Mu Hongyuan's Qingsha to cultivate the Wuji Demonic Body, and your talent is even more terrifying than before!"
】
"Destiny, this is destiny!"
"It's a pity that a thousand years ago you were destiny, but a thousand years later you are no longer!"
"Before coming here, I thought you might be just as he said, and you were deliberately pretending to attract me, but I didn't expect..."
If it had an entity, Pian Miao Xu thought she would have burst into tears from laughter at this time.
This bitch is weaker than I thought.
It was already so weak that Shuo Wuji could easily solve it by himself without any need to take action.
The reincarnation of heaven.
Is it finally fair for this dog Cangtian?
Piaomiao Xu's smile stopped instantly, and she stared at Wang Mu coldly, her eyes falling on the spiritual beast.
Can't see any depth.
Because, at this time, Xianyun Kun had eaten too much fish and was still digesting it, so he had already restrained his breath.
"You look old, but you still make me want to cut you into pieces." Pian Miaoxu shook her head.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Oh." Wang Mu seemed to hear Miaomiao Xu's voice, but he replied indifferently, "You can kill or behead me as you please."
Piaomiaoxu was startled.
Suddenly there was a strange feeling in my heart.
This feeling is very subtle.
Not quite.
because…
In the past, when we were opponents of him, this bitch used various means to overturn us.
Thinking of this, Pian Miaoxu's heart sank.
Moreover, this time it was all those confidante...
Subconsciously, she looked around.
Could it be...that there is some kind of confidante of his?
Shuo Wuji seemed to be aware of the Holy Lord's stress reaction and asked:
"Dongfang Mu, you are here, don't you have a confidante?"
"..." Wang Mu.
Wang Mu shook his head.
Pian Miao Xu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Catch this bitch!" Miao Miaoxu said coldly, "Even if he doesn't have a confidante, he may have hidden other methods as you said. It doesn't matter, the hard power is here."
Shuo Wuji nodded slightly, looking at the man in front of him who was a bit older than himself, feeling inexplicably excited.
Thousands of years ago, because I was too fearful, I ran away without even daring to fight when facing Dongfang Mu.
Although he made an excuse in his mind to leave a legacy for the Palace Master, he knew that he was just afraid.
Now...
Shuo Wuji warned himself, not to be underestimated, definitely not to be underestimated...
next moment!
His hands are like a dragon, directly manifesting his soul.
The phantom of the primordial spirit, which is like a god of war, is dressed in armor condensed with spiritual power and magical weapons. It reaches the sky and the earth and is a thousand feet high. Although its aura is much worse than that of the original primordial spirit of Mu Hongyuan, it is much worse.
But at this moment, extremely terrifying power still erupted!
In an instant, even the restrictions outside were broken.
This is to be expected.
The tremendous pressure left no room for resistance for the monks below the level of Tribulation.
It is also true that the higher the realm, the more difficult it becomes to challenge beyond the realm.
Because the difference is too big.
The primordial spirit manifested, and the giant primordial spirit, burning with dark demonic flames, moved towards Wang Mu to capture him as if he were grabbing the sky with one palm.
The power of the Wuji Demonic Body directly drained the entire reservoir of spiritual energy at this moment.
Even the spiritual energy in the monk below was consumed in an instant.
This shows how terrifying this demonic body is when it fights.
Before the fight even started, the spiritual power started working directly.
That soul is like a spiritual black hole, swallowing not only Zhou Tian's spiritual energy, but also all the energy around it.
Fortunately, the water in this reservoir is mixed with the Jiuyou Divine Spring, which is extraordinary.
But the spirit fish below has already begun to float...
A palm strikes.
With Wang Mu's level, he may not be able to withstand it in his entire state.
Wang Mu shook his head, crossed his hands, and looked at the palm calmly.
It's like the Buddha's kingdom is suppressing Sun Wukong in the palm of Buddha's hand, overwhelming the sky and the earth, which looks very scary.
See this.
Na Shuo Wuji frowned slightly and had a strange thought in his heart:
"Why is this guy still so calm?"
If a person is indifferent, he or she is already confused about life and death.
Or, there is still a trump card...
Shuo Wuji felt that given Dongfang Mu's uniqueness, maybe... both?
But, what trump card can he have that can make him...
In the midst of doubt.
Suddenly, his remaining spiritual beast suddenly let out a high-pitched cry.
It was a soul-shaking sound.
In an instant, Shuo Wuji's Yuan Shen was shocked and stood stunned on the spot.
The palm of the condensed essence of the soul that covered the sky and the sun fell a few feet above Wang Mu and stopped.
Shuo Wuji's face changed drastically, and he almost used all his strength to squeeze out a few words from his mouth:
"The Celestial Spirit Beast?"
What the hell?
Are there any spiritual beasts of this level in Jiuzhou?
no…
Yes, there are, but the number is less than the number of human monks who have ascended to immortality, and it is impossible for them to appear in such a place.
Less likely…
Shuo Wuji stared at Wang Mu's remaining spiritual beast.
To become a person with only Nascent Soul cultivation level, or to be the mount of a dying person?
Are you kidding me?
How could this be?
This time there is no immortal Taoist companion, but this Dongfang Mu can actually get a spiritual beast of the immortal level...
No, it’s not just the immortal beasts…
This spiritual beast is extraordinary.
"You are bad guys!"
Xianyun Kun spoke human words and carried Wang Mu flying into the air, and the sound of the sky was heard continuously.
Directly transformed into an entity.
The majestic body of several thousand feet is infinitely larger than the reservoir below!
In an instant, everyone was stunned.
What the hell is this?
At this time, Wang Mu, who was on Xianyun Kun's back, seemed to be a stone placed on an island, so inconspicuous.
"The true form of the immortal beast in the upper realm... is really exaggerated..."
Wang Mu sighed with emotion.
From the perspective of strength, Wang Mu felt that Xianyun Kun should be stronger than that ink-colored ancient dragon...
Of course, if you include the brain's combat power bonus, it should be much worse.
But it is more than enough to deal with Shuo Wuji.
"How should we deal with Piaomiao Xu this time?"
Wang Mu pondered.
"Have you sensed a special energy body?"
Wang Mu asked.
"Are you talking about that big guy?" Xianyun Kun thought for a while, "Yes, but it's very strange... Why, do you want to kill him together?"
"..." Wang Mu.
"If you can kill me, then kill me," Wang Mu said.
Xianyun Kun flapped his wings lightly.
The giant soul of Shuo Wuji shrunk instantly as if it was leaking air...
Phew…
Shuo Wuji instantly stepped back dozens of feet, his face turned gloomy.
Climbing the Immortal Spirit Beast…
This blow was even more terrifying than his casual blow just now...
"Holy Master... made a mistake!"
"He doesn't have any Taoist monks around him, but there are spiritual beasts who can ascend to immortals..."
Shuo Wuji whispered, "I'm afraid, we have to explain here..."
"..." Piaomiao Xu.
At this moment, Piaomiaoxu's inner journey was like a roller coaster, going over many hills in succession.
"This bitch..." Pian Miaoxu gritted her teeth.
Although she could continue to reincarnate by resisting the immortal beast, it would definitely take an unknown amount of time.
"No, just reincarnate!"
Piaomiao Xu rose into the void and said harshly, "I must let him kneel in front of me today, otherwise..."
Otherwise, you will become a demon!
"All demons return to the clan!"
The misty and ethereal rays of light instantly overwhelmed everything from her body, turning into black shadows, penetrating space and time, even penetrating Xianyun Kun's body, and heading directly towards Wang Mu.
"snort!"
Xianyun Kun spit out blue light, and the blue light was densely woven into a mask, covering Wang Mu on his back.
The black silk shadow is like a sharp needle, penetrating deep into the mask...
"What's this?"
Wang Mu's eyelids twitched and he felt a little bad.
There was an uncontrollable feeling in his body, and he subconsciously held onto the phantom's black thread, revealing a blue light shield.
"Brother, be careful, I can't sense this energy..." Xianyun Kun said.
After eating too much fish, Wang Mu's status in its heart has been elevated to that of its elder brother.
Wang Mu thought to himself, I also want to be careful, but this seems to have an inexplicable attraction to my body.
"It seems that it should be the special magical power in the Wuji Book..."
"And, it only works on Wuji Demonic Body?"
"What's the point of me being a dying person?"
Wang Mu was helpless.
The moment his body touched him involuntarily, his whole body was shocked.
The surrounding space disappeared instantly.
There is only darkness and nothingness.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Xianyun Kun seemed to have noticed something was wrong with Wang Mu.
It is young and does not know the methods of the lower world. No matter how strong it is, it does not know Piaomiao Xu.
In endless darkness.
Wang Mu raised his head and saw a throne in the distance. On the throne, sat a woman covered in black robes and a jet-black crown, looking at him with a cold expression.
That's the mist in the game.
Piaomiao Xu stretched out his hand and shouted coldly: