He could never forget that Cha Mianmiao killed his son Ao Qing when he was in Anpo Wetland.
Now this was the combination of old and new hatreds, which made him completely explode and roared: "Catch him at all costs."
"Chase."
Suddenly, six ancestors of the Xin tribe, six ancestors of the Ao family, plus a Jianxi Lai, thirteen ancestors, all chased Lin Mu and Ji Fufeng.
Even though Ji Fufeng was the ancestor of Dzogchen, his scalp was numb when faced with this situation, and he ran wildly behind Lin Mu.
However, Lin Mu and Ji Fufeng were both top-notch masters, with astonishing speeds.
The two sides chased for more than an hour, always maintaining the same distance.
Lin Mu was secretly happy while running.
He sensed that there were several strange sword threads mixed in with the Juventus sword.
From this sword thread, he sensed an energy comparable to Sang Huang's energy.
"There are six in total."
There are six sword wires of this kind in total.
According to the previous experience of refining Sang Huang's Qi, a drop of Sang Huang's Qi can be produced into a drop of mortal blood.
Then, these six sword threads should be able to produce six drops of mortal blood.
But now, he is only five drops away from a thousand drops of mortal blood.
If he could refine all these sword threads, he would probably be able to collect a thousand drops of mortal blood.
"Do you really think you can escape?"
While Lin Mu was secretly happy, a strange black light suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Dzogchen ancestor of the Xin tribe behind him.
"Purgatory projection!"
Then, four cold words slowly came out of his mouth.
"not good."
Ji Fufeng secretly thought something was wrong.
Lin Mu's heart also skipped a beat.
The next moment, they felt that the space around their bodies was shrinking rapidly, and a terrifying pressure came down.
Boom!
Suddenly, the sky shook, and a terrifying shadow of a prison appeared on the sky.
"Phantom of Purgatory."
Lin Mu's face turned very ugly.
The shadow in the sky is exactly what the Xin tribe's purgatory looks like.
He did not expect that the Dzogchen elder of the Xin tribe could actually summon the phantom of purgatory.
Boom boom boom
Immediately afterwards, this purgatory phantom pressed down on Lin Mu and Ji Fufeng, suppressing them below.
"It's time to play it off."
Ji Fufeng patted his forehead, looking sad.
This purgatory phantom naturally cannot trap him and Lin Mu.
However, it would take time for him and Lin Mu to break the phantom of purgatory. It is estimated that before they can completely break this purgatory, the ancestors behind them will catch up.
"Brother Ji, give me two hours."
Lin Mu suddenly said solemnly.
"Two hours?"
Ji Fufeng was stunned.
Lin Mu said no more. Now he had to race against time. He immediately sat down cross-legged and began to refine the sword threads in the ear of the Juventus sword.
Swish Swish Swish
Outside, the ancestors of the Xin tribe and the Ao family were chasing after him.
"You two, why don't you run away?"
Xin Qiushan said coldly and sarcastically.
"Hand over the Juventus sword spike."
Odin shouted.
Ji Fufeng thought of Lin Mu's explanation, and in order to delay time, he immediately did not rush to stalemate the relationship with both parties, and said: "The Juventus sword spike is now in our hands. You can exchange it for something if you want."
"It's ridiculous, do you think you still have the qualifications to bargain with me?"
Xin Qiushan sneered: "Don't forget who is being suppressed in prison now."
"Oh? You said I'm not qualified to bargain with you?"
Ji Fufeng said: "Very good."
As he said that, he turned to look at Odin: "Listen, Dark Tribe of the Ao family, I can give this Juventus sword spike to you, but you need to agree to two conditions."
"you"
Xin Qiushan was furious.
Odin's eyes flashed: "What conditions?"
"One, help me block the Xin tribe."
Ji Fufeng said slowly: "Well, my requirements are not high. I will give you a Dzogchen Ancestral Artifact in exchange."
"Are you so delusional that you think the Dzogchen ancestral weapon is Chinese cabbage?"
An ancestor of the Austrian tribe behind Odin shouted.
"Oh, the Great Perfection Ancestral Artifact is not Chinese cabbage. Could it be that this Juventus Sword Spike is Chinese cabbage?"
Ji Fufeng smiled disdainfully.
"You have to understand that you are just a prisoner now, and it was you who begged us."
The ancestor of the Ao family looked ashen.
"enough."
Odin waved his hand to interrupt him, looked at Ji Fufeng and said, "I agree to your terms."
"Haha, it's so refreshing."
Ji Fufeng laughed: "Let's do this. You get rid of this purgatory projection first, and then we can make a deal."
"Wait a minute."
Xin Qiushan looked at Odin with gloomy eyes and said: "Odin, they are still suppressed by me. If they want to trade, I will trade with them. When will it be your turn?"
"It doesn't matter if I'm suppressed by you. Whether we can get the Juventus sword or not depends on our abilities."
Odin refused to give in.
"You haven't been beaten enough just now?"
Xin Qiushan was furious.
"Who will hit whom is still a question."
Odin sneered.
Seeing that both sides were filled with the smell of gunpowder, Jian Xilai hurriedly said: "Elder Xin, Commander Ao, please listen to me. Don't fall into this villain's scheme. I think he is just trying to sow discord and delay time.
If you look at the tea mist and practice there with your eyes closed, you might be brewing some big move."
"kindness?"
"Delaying time?"
Both sides frowned together, then looked at Lin Mu, and sure enough they found Lin Mu, who was practicing with his eyes closed, which was quite strange.
"I think it's better for everyone to suppress Cha Pianmiao and Ji Fufeng first, and then compete for the Juventus sword?"
Jianxi came.
Both parties did not respond to Jian Xilai, but looked at Lin Mu.
"Cha Piaomiao, are you still trying to prepare some trump card to make a comeback?"
Xin Qiushan said sarcastically: "If you want to deal with us, you have to take out the Daluo Treasure. Unfortunately, with your cultivation level, even if you are given the Daluo Treasure, you won't be able to activate it, right?"
"sucker Punch."
Odin had a cold look on his face: "Weren't you crazy when you killed my son Ao Qing? Why don't you say anything now?"
However, Lin Mu was taking the time to refine the Juventus Sword Silk, so he had no time to pay attention to them.
"A piece of Juventus Sword Silk has been refined to create mortal blood."
He was not distracted at all, concentrating entirely on creating mortal blood.
Seeing that Lin Mu ignored them, Xin Qiushan and Odin's expressions became even colder.
"Although no matter how much time I give you, you won't be able to make a comeback, but I don't have that time to stay with you here."
Xin Qiushan looked away at Lin Mu and said to Odin: "Jian Xilai's suggestion is good. Keeping these two people is a hidden danger. Suppress them first, and then we will fight for them. How about it?"
"good."
Odin nodded.
Seeing this situation, Ji Fufeng hated Jian Xilai with itch in his heart. If it hadn't been for Jian Xilai, he might not have had to fight. He could have taken advantage of the conflict between the two parties and easily delayed the fight for two hours.