After the innate purple energy dissipated, Mu Huaquan, who survived the disaster, burst into laughter.
“Boy, you have so many treasures on you!
Very good, the more treasures you have, the happier I will be!
It would be better to have other spiritual weapons.
The Nascent Soul stage is the lowest threshold for using spiritual weapons.
All spiritual weapons belong to me. With the blessing of spiritual weapons, my strength will be further strengthened.
Mu Benyi will also tremble in front of me!
Haha, I’m afraid your turtle shell won’t be able to hold it any longer, I’ll break it right now!”
Yang Haoran looked frustrated and sighed.
With the power of the innate purple energy, it should have been possible to kill Mu Huaquan.
It's a pity that he used it improperly and really answered A Zi's crow's mouth.
Ah Zi was still beating her chest and stamping her feet uneasily.
"Prodigal son, prodigal son! Do you know how precious that innate purple energy is?
That’s simply not something that this interface can produce, so you’re just ruining it like this!”
The muscles on Yang Haoran's face twitched.
He didn't know this, but he didn't admit it.
"What is a waste? At least it delayed time. I think that guy also needs to take a rest."
"Huh, what's the difference?
If you have no other means, you are still doomed.
It seems that Hongmeng Ling and I have to find another way out again, with another host that died short-lived!"
"Shut up, I have a lifespan of tens of millions of years! I still have reinforcements!"
Yang Haoran and Ah Zi quarreled, and had already taken out the secret disk and suspended it in front of them.
"I don't have enough money, so I can only count on you this time!
You must save me, otherwise Tianji Sect will have no disciples at its head!"
Yang Haoran recited silently in his heart and played a trick at the same time.
During this period of time, although Yang Haoran did not practice the deduction skills of Tianjimen in depth.
But the book that didn't have enough money to give him had already written it all down.
This includes the method of using the Heavenly Disk to communicate with other members of the same sect.
Of course, Yang Haoran's disciple is probably the only one who doesn't have enough money.
Fortunately, Mu Huaquan also had to recuperate at the moment, giving Yang Haoran some buffering time.
As Yang Haoran played the hand skills, the rotating heavenly disc glowed with light, and fluctuations flashed away.
Yang Haoran then put away the secret disk again, and the only thing left was to see if the money was enough to see if it was reliable!
On the road five hundred miles away from Weiyang City, a fat man with a pockmarked face was humming and swaying as he walked.
Suddenly, my heart was shaken, and my expression became solemn.
Then with a quick thought, a Heavenly Secret Disk one size larger than Yang Haoran's Heavenly Secret Disk levitated out.
I just watched it for a moment and couldn't help but curse.
"The bastard is not reassuring at all, and he actually provokes a strong person in the Nascent Soul stage!
If the treasure sect doesn't stay here, why go to the Mu family in Weiyang City!
It seems that we can only use our old capital, otherwise this apprentice may not be able to keep it!"
After complaining for a while, the man who didn't have enough money got an extra magic talisman that shrank the ground into an inch.
With the injection of true energy, the talisman glowed brightly, and then the money was not enough to cover it.
In the next moment, the body with insufficient money disappeared from the place, as if it had never appeared.
Mu Huaquan of the Mu family in Weiyang City has recovered a lot from his injuries after taking a short rest.
He laughed ferociously at Yang Haoran again.
"Boy, let me see what other tricks you have this time!
After I break your turtle shell, I will first get the treasures on your body, and then slowly torture you.
I won't let you die easily."
Yang Haoran's face was ashen and he looked around.
Suddenly, I deeply realized that it is better to rely on others than to rely on yourself.
Yan Wuya's messenger token is just a decoration. If he doesn't have enough money, that guy is also unreliable. Why hasn't he come yet?
"Old bastard, if you kill me while the head of the Mu family is in seclusion, aren't you afraid that the head of the Mu family will come to settle the score with you after he comes out of seclusion?
Why don't we two discuss it? As long as you don't continue, I can pretend that nothing happened.
How about letting bygones be bygones?"
Mu Huaquan laughed loudly: "When I get your spiritual weapon, how can Mu Benyi be my opponent?
Don’t waste your efforts and just wait until death!”
As he spoke, a ball of Nascent Soul's power condensed and formed, once again falling on Fan Tianyin's crumbling protective shield.
The sound of clicking was continuous, and Yang Haoran could already see the cracks on the protective cover, and was afraid that it might not be able to hold on anymore.
Not long ago, he was proud of having more than 20,000 high-grade spiritual stones.
But in such a short time, all the spiritual stones were consumed by the Fantian Seal!
If this were placed in the secular world, it would be like eating a spiritual mountain!
Even so, Fan Tianyin's energy has been completely consumed.
Yang Haoran looked around with a worried expression.
Mu Jian'an was lying on the ground covered in blood. He was obviously seriously injured and could not survive.
Mu Qishan has disappeared, which gave Yang Haoran a little hope.
If Mu Qishan was smarter, he should wake up Mu Benyi who was in seclusion now.
In the current Mu family, the only person who can stop Mu Huaquan is Mu Benyi.
But Yang Haoran didn't expect that Mu Qishan had indeed gone to Mu Benyi's retreat.
But before he could get close, he was slapped to the ground by Mu Qinghe.
Fortunately, Mu Qinghe had some backup plans and only imprisoned Mu Qishan without really harming him.
"Are you really going to rebel?"
Mu Qishan couldn't move and asked with bulging veins.
Mu Qinghe's face was gloomy: "We are all members of the Mu family, so what is rebellion?
It’s just a different way to manage the Mu family!
Since the clan leader and others are studying the exercises in detail, you don’t need to bother them!"
Mu Qishan's face was ashen, and Yang Haoran was afraid that he would not be able to escape this disaster!
Mu Benyi's secret room of seclusion.
Violent turmoil suddenly appeared in the void.
A Nascent Soul that was more than a foot tall walked out of Mu Huacheng's body, causing spiritual energy from all directions to gather.
Mu Benyi laughed loudly from the side.
"Okay, our Mu family finally has the third Nascent Soul Qiqi.
It seems I can’t slack off anymore!”
After finishing speaking, Mu Benyi calmed down.
A Nascent Soul, as tall as Mu Benyi himself, came out of his body.
It looks exactly like the Nascent Soul displayed by Mu Huaquan.
But as the power of heaven and earth continues to gather.
A red spot appeared on the lower abdomen of Mu Benyi's Nascent Soul, and it continued to expand.
At this time, Mu Huacheng had finished his breakthrough and suddenly opened his eyes.
I happened to see this scene and couldn't help but get excited.
"Nascent Soul Formation Pill, this is the late Nascent Soul stage!
The patriarch has broken through to the late Nascent Soul stage! Haha, the Mu family is lucky!"
Outside, over there in Yang Haoran's courtyard.
As another ball of Nascent Soul power fell, the protective shield built by Fan Tianyin finally came to an end.
After a bang, the shattered protective shield finally fell apart!
