Luoshang Island is located on a vast ocean. At this time, many monks have come here.
When Mu Bei came to this place, he was immediately stared at by several people.
Three men came up, all of them had perfect spleen cultivation. The leader smiled sinisterly: "I heard that you control an ancient dragon..."
Mu Bei appeared in front of him instantly, drew his sword and slashed.
puff!
Blood and water splashed out, and the man's head flew out sideways.
The other two men were frightened and quickly backed away.
Mu Bei raised his hand and slashed with two sword energy.
The two of them let out a low roar and each held up their True Essence Shield.
Two swords are coming!
Click! Click!
Their true energy shields shattered and they were knocked away at the same time.
"We have already retreated, why are you still taking action?"
One of them was shocked and angry.
Mu Bei appeared in front of this man in one step, swinging his sword like thunder.
Instant air slash!
puff!
The man's head fell to the ground and he died tragically on the spot.
The other person was horrified, and just as he was about to say something, a golden sword energy slashed past him.
With a pop, the man's throat was penetrated, he fell to the ground and struggled twice before dying.
hiss!
There were sounds of gasping for air all around.
"There is no forbidden killing situation here. With his cultivation in Soul Transformation Realm, he actually killed three Dzogchen masters in Spleen Cultivation Realm in an instant!"
Someone has palpitations.
At the same time, there was a sound of applause.
A middle-aged man in yellow robes came out and said slyly: "As expected of the master of ancient dragon arts, he is indeed a bit of a monster."
Mu Bei looked at him.
The middle-aged man in yellow robe raised his lips slightly and said: "I want to see the practice method of dragon magic, and I hope you can write it down by yourself. If you write it down by yourself, we will be friends. If you don't, I might use some.
Inhuman means, you know!"
The fluctuations of divine power are intertwined, and the soul is strong.
Mu Bei looked around.
There were still a few figures in the crowd, ready to move.
"Anyone who wants dragon magic, come out. Let's play a game. If you win, I will write out the dragon magic method."
he said.
After three breaths, an old man came out.
"My little boy has extraordinary courage and wisdom, and I admire him very much."
The old man in gray clothes said.
After that, eight more people came out one after another.
All of them are soul level!
"Tell me, kid, what game are you playing?"
A middle-aged man in blue said.
Mu Bei took out a Nai Ring: "This is just an ordinary Nai Ring. I will throw it high into the sky. Whoever grabs it, I will give the Dragon Skill to him."
The eyes of the ten soul level experts all moved slightly.
The middle-aged man in blue sneered: "You want to use such little tricks to divide us and think we are stupid?"
"If everyone can obtain the ancient dragon technique, wouldn't it be meaningless? Should I just recite it in front of everyone?"
Mubei Road.
The middle-aged man in blue was silent. Although he guessed that Mu Bei meant to differentiate, he had to admit that Mu Bei's words made sense.
No matter how powerful a technique is, once everyone in the world knows it, it loses its value.
"The little boy is very good at using Yang Mou, so let's do it." The old man in gray said, looking at the other nine soul level experts: "Whoever grabs the Najie, the little boy will write the dragon technique
You guys should have no objection to who to give it to, right?"
Several soul level experts nodded one after another.
Then, they all looked at Mu Bei.
"bring it on!"
The middle-aged man in yellow robe said coldly.
Mu Bei threw Najie dozens of feet into the air.
Whoosh whoosh!
Ten soul powerhouses rushed up almost at the same time and appeared next to Na Jie in an instant, guarding each other and grabbing Na Jie at the same time.
It was also at this time that the corner of Mu Bei's mouth curled up: "Explode."
boom!
The ring exploded, and a violent force swept away.
The expressions of the ten soul-level powerhouses changed drastically. They were too close and couldn't even defend themselves.
Puff puff!
All ten people were knocked away, vomiting blood, and cracks appeared on their bodies.
Such a change caused all the monks nearby to change their colors.
Najie actually exploded!
Ten soul-level powerhouses fell to the ground, all in miserable condition, and several of them had their hands blown off.
"You are cheating!"
The middle-aged man in blue was frightened and angry. After saying these three words, he immediately coughed up a large mouthful of blood.
The middle-aged man in yellow robe, the old man in gray robe and others were also furious.
They were all fooled!
"You think this is a conspiracy, I'm sorry, it's a conspiracy."
Mu Bei looked at the ten people.
He placed dozens of domain explosion spiritual stones in the ring, deceiving ten people to snatch them one by one, and then detonated them at close range.
Without defense, it is difficult for a strong soul master to resist.
The middle-aged man in blue stared at Mu Bei ferociously: "You bastard, how dare you do such a small trick! If you miss today, I..."
Mu Bei appeared in front of him instantly, drew his sword and slashed.
The middle-aged man in blue changed color, and in panic, he clenched his fist and attacked.
The sword arrives!
puff!
Blood splattered and the middle-aged man in blue's fist was chopped off.
"ah!"
The middle-aged man in blue screamed, and then Mu Bei whipped him in the face, knocking him to the ground.
"Stagger today? Do you think you can still have tomorrow?"
Mubei Road.
The middle-aged man in blue was shocked: "Do you want..."
Mu Bei swung his sword and cut off his head.
The other nine people were trembling greatly.
Among them, the middle-aged man in Huangpao was seriously injured, and his hands were blown off. He said: "Little friend, I shouldn't be coveting you..."
Mu Bei raised his hand a little, and a black sword slashed at him.
The middle-aged man in yellow robe roared loudly and raised his divine shield.
However, due to severe injuries, the divine shield is very fragile.
Click!
There was a crisp sound, and the divine shield instantly shattered.
Then, the Xuanjian's trend continued unabated and continued to slash down.
With a puff, the middle-aged man's yellow robe was cut off at the waist.
"ah!"
The middle-aged man in yellow robe screamed and watched helplessly as his internal organs fell out of his belly. After struggling for a few times, there was no movement.
The other eight people stood up and fled away quickly.
They were injured at close range by dozens of Domain Explosion Spirit Stones. Eight of them were seriously injured and were dying. They were unable to control the air and lost their combat effectiveness.
Mu Bei stopped eight people in a flash and swept out with a whip kick.
Bang bang bang!
Eight people flew across at the same time.
Mu Bei raised his hand, and fifteen mysterious swords came out.
Keng!
The sword whistle was harsh and shrouded the eight people together.
The eight people were shocked, angry and frightened, and at the same time they put up their divine shields for defense.
But, it couldn't be stopped.
Click, click, click!
The eight people's divine shields were instantly shattered.
Puff puff puff puff puff puff!
The heads of six of them flew up in an instant.
Among the two people who were still alive, the old man in gray said in a trembling voice: "Little boy, I am already over a hundred years old, can you show mercy to me?"
"Are you over a hundred years old? Then you have almost lived."
On Mubeidao, dozens of black swords were chopped down together.
The old man in gray clothes was frightened and summoned a mysterious knife to resist.
clang!
The mysterious sword was blown away.
Dozens of mysterious swords continued to press down, instantly cutting the old man into pieces.
The last person kowtowed directly to Mubei, begging for mercy in horror: "My little friend, please spare my life, please spare my life! I am willing to do anything for my little friend!"
"I don't need a dog."
Mu Bei pointed out.
Dozens of mysterious swords struck him in an instant.
"ah!"
The man screamed, was cut into pieces, and died on the spot.
The scene was deathly silent, and many monks nearby turned pale.
Facing ten soul-level powerhouses, Mu Bei remained calm and composed, and set up a trap to kill everyone!
"This state of mind, this awareness of the enemy, is really... terrifying!"
Someone has palpitations.
Mu Bei took off the Najies of ten people and scanned them briefly. There was a mysterious sword, 500 million silver notes and some fifth-grade elixirs.
"good."
Including the swords he got from the Wushuang Sword Sect people a day ago, he now has a total of twenty-five intact mysterious swords.
The fifth-grade high-quality elixir also has a considerable effect, and can assist him in his cultivation and perfect his realm.
Putting these things away, he walked towards the center of the island.