Yao Biyun was stunned by the effect of this spring water. She had never experienced such a feeling of vitality, and she was stunned for a while.
Madbon frowned and asked quickly: "How is the effect?
What is this?"
Yao Biyun glanced at him and said quickly: "Give me the remaining half, and we can discuss whatever you want!"
But as the head of the family, Ma Debang could tell something was wrong with Yao Biyun at a glance. He quickly snatched the small jade bottle and swallowed it in one gulp: "Humph, you still want to lie to me and keep the good things to yourself?"
But soon, he was stunned for a moment.
Because the medicinal effect of the spring water of immortality is so good that even the top elixirs cannot compare with it.
He began to regret why he swallowed the entire half of the bottle. Even if he only drank one drop, the effect would be surprisingly good, and the rest could be used to save his life.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
Madbon was distraught and angry.
Yao Biyun on the side sighed and spread his hands helplessly: "I want to tell you, but you have to listen. Now it's better. Half of this precious thing is gone for each of us."
"What a waste of natural resources!"
Madbon sighed, "What do you think this is?"
"The legendary spring water of immortality has the effect of resurrecting the flesh and bones of the dead. It's nothing more than that.
Even if this kid has some, he probably won't have many, which is really a pity."
Yao Biyun shook his head helplessly.
The two of them said it was a pity, but their injuries were recovering quickly, and Sheng Yuan was slowly returning to his peak condition.
Although they are not yet at their peak combat power at this time, they are still 80% strong.
So they didn't dare to delay. No matter what it was, since Mu Feng gave it to them, it meant that they needed their power.
The two men immediately flew towards the distance and began to chase and kill the black-robed people.
In the distance, a strange force surged towards a black-robed man in front of him, like a tide, emitting a star-like light.
The man in black robe seemed to have noticed something and quickly looked back, only to see a ferocious monster coming towards him with its bloody mouth open.
This monster was something he had seen before in his nightmares! "Ah!"
He let out a scream and immediately fell to the ground.
The nightmare came true, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.
The huge monster rushed over and bit him on the head. Blood penetrated his neck. The blood spurted out wildly. A head fell directly to the ground and rolled out.
In fact, there were no monsters anywhere, but what he saw was just a dream.
Meng Gui recovered for a while in the holy spring, and the time flow in the Golden Book was five times faster than outside, so Meng Gui was almost recovered.
At this time, he was summoned by Mu Feng again and used the dream-entering technique to deal with the black-robed people.
That head was chopped off by him with the Qingxiao Sword.
Mu Feng had just used the Immortal Hegemony, so he couldn't use it again. At this moment, he only had the strength of the eighth level of the Nirvana Realm. If he didn't rely on Meng Gui, he couldn't even defeat a black-robed man.
The residents in the divine city let out screams that echoed through the sky together, making this place feel like a purgatory on earth.
They fled desperately, and many of them died under the trampling of their own people.
The black robes are like wolves, and the residents of the divine city are like sheep. They are driven forward, and will eventually be blocked under the city wall and accepted for slaughter.
There are also many monks in the divine city, but there are really not many masters. Nirvana monks account for 80% of the monks, and they only resist sporadicly and will be suppressed soon.
The magic weapons in the hands of the black-robed people have been full of blood. At this moment, there is a strange blood light, and there is blood mist outside. The demon eyes above open and emit bursts of Yin Qi.
These Yin Qi will make the people in the divine city uneasy, and the black-robed people will turn into terrifying and abnormal monsters in their eyes.
So they are fearful, panicked, and desperate...and these negative emotions happen to be the food of the magic weapon. They wax and wane, falling into a vicious cycle.
Mu Feng moved forward all the way. With the dream ghost in his hand, he could kill the black-robed people in the first and second levels of the reincarnation realm. However, he also found that the more black-robed people killed, the harder it was to fall into a dream.
Because the demonic energy in their hands absorbed enough blood, the evil energy emitted dominated their bodies, as if they were walking corpses, so they were naturally not affected by the dream spell.
Many people in black robes also discovered Mu Feng at this time. They joined forces to surround Mu Feng, and the situation instantly became much more critical.
At this moment, a figure suddenly came into Mu Feng's eyes.
It was a middle-aged man, with a faint mist of blood lingering around his body, and he was guarding in front of a building.
The building was filled with frightened residents of the divine city.
The blood mist on the man's body was not caused by evil spirits, but was caused by burning his own life. He already had many wounds on his body, and there were more than a dozen black-robed people surrounding him.
The men in black robes did not intend to kill the man so easily. They wanted to torture him a little bit. Only in this way could the situation in the divine city in that building become even more terrifying.
Mu Feng was stunned when he saw the man, because this man was none other than Wang Fu! He hurriedly fought over, and Meng Gui opened his legs and followed him.
They quickly arrived at Wang Fu's side and threw out a bottle of spring water.
After Wang Fu saw him, he was stunned for a moment, but he still reached out to catch it.
"Sir, why do you need to come back?"
Wang Fu sighed and drank the bottle of spring water directly.
The powerful medicinal effect began to take effect, Wang Fu's injuries were recovering rapidly, and the Saint Yuan in his body was also growing continuously.
This boosted his spirits, and he forced back a man in black robe who came forward with a wave of his sword.
Mu Feng smiled at this time: "Don't worry, the remaining black-robed people can't do anything anymore. The city lord Yin Zhangjia and his son Yin Buwei have already been executed!"
Unexpectedly, a man in black robe suddenly laughed at this moment: "Haha, just brag, you can kill the Lord of the City?
It’s just an idiot’s dream!”
"That's right. He said that he killed the commander as well. It's really shameless."
"A group of ants can only think about it. When those two adults come over, I think you won't even have a chance to beg for mercy."
The people in black robes began to ridicule wantonly. In their opinion, there was no one in the city who could kill Yin Zhangjia and Yin Buwei. Mu Feng's words were just farts.
Another point is that they don't believe that the two people who planned everything are dead.
The divine city seems to have fallen, but only the city lord can open the large formation in the city. The only exit now is the gap in the formation where they entered.
If someone blocks there, they will become a turtle in a urn.
So they didn't want to believe that the city lord and Yin Buwei were dead.
The advantage is clearly with us! Mu Feng is too lazy to talk nonsense with these people. What he has to do now is to hold back these black-robed people, try to protect as many residents of the divine city, and wait for the white-armored soldiers to return.
"Uncle Fu, don't hesitate, kill these people first, then let's run to the east."
The men in black robes came from the east and formed a line of defense. To the west of the line of defense was the panic-stricken city of God, and to the east of the line of defense were corpses everywhere.
They are now at a point on the defense line. If they break through, they will be much safer than the west side of the defense line.
Moreover, the only exit is on the east wall.
Wang Fu nodded imperceptibly. The effect of the spring water made him recover a lot. He was now in a stronger state. He slowly tightened the scimitar in his hand, and a faint blood energy lingered on the Taoist.
After experiencing many things with Mu Feng, he already trusted Mu Feng very much, especially after Mu Feng learned about their affairs and came to save them regardless of the danger.
Just from this, you know that this person is kind and righteous.
Suddenly, twelve formation flags flew out from Mu Feng's body beside him. They were none other than the Fallen Immortal formation flags. Each formation flag released a mysterious aura and flew into the air in an instant.
The moment the people in black robes gathered around saw the formation flag, they started to panic, and they couldn't help but look up in the air.
But who would have known that at this moment, Mu Feng reached out and pressed Meng Gui's head on his head. Blood gushed out from his palm, dyeing Meng Gui's head red.
Although he could no longer use his immortal body in a short period of time, the dream ghost beside him could receive his blessing.
At this time, he was almost burning his life like Wang Fu.
Menggui's power was suddenly forcibly raised, and a layer of mist appeared in its two huge fish eyes, as misty as heavy snow.
A strange force suddenly surged forward, carrying a little starlight, shining in the dark night, like a wave.
The dream ghost's dream spell is passive and requires someone to walk in. However, if the enemy is right in front of him, the dream spell can of course engulf the enemy in an instant.
At this moment, the people in black robes surrounding the building were all attracted by the Fallen Immortal Formation flag in mid-air, but they instantly fell into the dream spell.
The magic weapon in their hands released a rich blood light to pull them back from the dream spell.
But Wang Fu, who was waiting aside, suddenly moved.
Before becoming a slave of the Mu family, he was a killer and knew how to kill people best.
At this time, he was burning his life and seemed to have returned to his peak state.
He ran forward wildly, leaving behind traces of his body.
The blade cut through the air, leaving a trail of blood in the air along the path of the blade.
Even if the black-robed people reacted, it would be too late.
Even if they are immune to the influence of the dream spell, the momentary loss of consciousness is still unavoidable.
In the blink of an eye, blood marks appeared on the bodies of every black-robed member.
What a killer wants is to kill with one strike. Speed, timing, and power are all indispensable.
And Wang Fu has these three points at this time.
He even felt that he had surpassed his peak state!