Mu Bei left the Ryu Danzong far away and found a small mountain.
Here, he took out the deserted crystal stone from Ryu Danzong.
Cultivation!
Strike the Eight Realms of the Wilderness!
Soon, he refined 800,000 pieces of deserted crystal stones, promoted the cultivation to the eighth realm of the desert king, and then took out a bunch of jade pins, and the current realm has been tempered by the heart.
Then, then
"Next, the cultivation of the ninth realm is a big problem."
He thought.
The cultivation of the ninth realm, but it takes tens of millions of deserted crystals!
In the mysterious world, there are far from the deserted crystal stone.
He shook his head by himself, and he didn't think about such things for the time being.
Want to collect all ways later!
He took out a bunch of weapons obtained from Ryu Danzong. There were many treasure soldiers in Qingtian. He piled these treasure soldiers together and let the Chihuang sword swallow.
The breath of the treasure soldiers was swallowed by the Chihuang sword. The pile of weapons were quickly calcified one after another. When it touched, it turned into ashes, and the sword on the surface of the red sword was more thick and pure.
Mu Bei called back the Chihuang sword and shook it gently in his hand.
!
The spiny sword shouted, and all the treasure soldiers obtained from the Ryu Danzong, the grade of the Chihuang Sword has improved again, and the Qingtian Tianshi step.
Optimus!
He smiled and was very satisfied!
good!
Based on the cultivation of the Eight Realms of the Desert, with the red sword of the Qingtian Pin, and his amazing heritage, even if the general strong power is strong, he is not afraid!
He put away the red sword, got up and left.
Walking, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and the space visible to the naked eye became dark. In a blink of an eye, it was dark, and the direction could not be captured completely.
Mu Bei stopped.
The next moment, he called the Chihuang sword, and it was convenient to cut off.
clang!
The harsh metal crisp sound sounded instantly, and a figure flew out.
At the same time, his eyes moved slightly, and the darkness in front of him was fragmented.
Behind him, a mask holding a long knife was middle -aged, his pupils were slightly shrinking, and he stared at him unbelievable.
Mu Bei looked at him: "Blocking your assassination and breaking your superficial realm, just surprised you?"
The chill appeared in the middle -aged eyes of the mask.
"superficial?!"
He is good at fusion of fantasy and assassinations, and it is difficult for the half -step engineering strong strong to break away from his illusion. It can be said that his level of illusion is very high!
But now, Mu Bei actually described his illusion level with the word shallow, which made him feel insult!
boom!
A magnificent god can diffuse from his body, distorting the space.
Wantong two realms!
Mu Bei looked at him: "The killer and the assassin, when the thunder hit in the calm waves, if there is no shock, then decisively retreat. You can play with a assassination, soar the magical power under my eyelids and play with it?"
Middle -aged eyes were fierce, and the next moment dived.
With his dive, countless swords are prominent!
These knives gathered together, as if the floods of a sword rushed, the picture was terrible!
In the middle age of a mask in a torrent, it seems to be the root cause of destruction.
Strangeness!
The north of Mu does not change the color, and it is a cut.
This chopped space was cut like paper paste, and blood splashed out.
Bang!
In the twisted space, the middle -aged figure of the mask flew out, hitting a large stone fiercely, and the big stones were fractured.
At the same time, the torrented knife light disappeared in an instant without a trace.
These torrents are fantasy!
Mu Bei looked at the mask middle age: "Playing this kind of little trick in front of me."
He controlled the illusion of the fantasy sword, and he was already pure fire, and he was only half a step away from the sword domain. He showed fantasy in front of him. It was a joke.
He moved towards the mask middle -aged.
Middle -aged at the mask stared at Mu Bei, and a fierce knife split.
This split, the space was split, and a scorching knife was forced to follow Mu Bei.
Mu Bei swords on a sword, tearing the sword light.
But the middle -aged mask has disappeared in place.
Mu Bei put away the Chihuang sword.
Hei Qilin said: "With your current ability, he should not escape?"
"He unsuccessful escape, how can I find their teachings?"
Mu Bei Road.
The members of the night hall are all ruthless, and the self -destruction pattern was buried in advance in the body, which is not easy to suppress, and even if it is suppressed, the ruthlessness of those people is afraid that it is difficult to ask what to come.
It can only let the other party think that successfully escapes, and then he follows him secretly behind him, so that the party may find the base of this pulse.
A assassination organization always stared at him at all times, just like a timing bomb beside him, it would always make him uncomfortable. He had to find out the site to bring it off.
Hei Qilin was stunned, and then dodged: "Old Yin, really you!"
Mu Beihaha smiled: "Wisdom! This is wisdom!"
Speaking, he disappeared in place.
Nothing!
In the dark and unscrupulous surgery, he followed behind the mask.
After thirteen hours.
Middle -aged mask came to an ordinary village. The village covers a small area and has hundreds of huts.
In the village, the scattered villagers walked idle.
On the edge of the village, several old hens chased the crickets, farther, several big Aries were grass.
Middle -aged masks walked into the village, and the villagers immediately saw it.
"how?"
An old man who was squatted in the distance, wiping a silver cane.
Middle -aged mask: "Sleeid!"
The villagers are moving slightly, and the mask is not in middle age?
The old man's head does not lift the head, and continue to wipe the crutch: "It seems that only people above the sky can be absolutely successful, so don't move it for the time being.
Make it in the ancestral hall to retreat, you are so life -threatening, no surprise! "
The villagers nodded together and looked at the ancestral hall of the village.
There, there are more than there are palace owners and left and right!
At this time, a voice sounded: "Old arms and legs, you will not work, I will go to the door in person."
Mu Bei walked into the village.
The step is very leisurely.
Everyone in the village looked at Mu Bei, all of which were shrinking!
Especially the mask is middle -aged, his complexion is gloomy, staring at Mu Bei: "You follow me!"
Mu Bei smiled slightly.
He stared at the village: "Who can think of, the base camp of the night hall will be such an ordinary small village. In a sense, it is really hidden."
There are hundreds of people in the village, and they have come out one after another, and they stare at Mu Bei.
The old man of the cloth stood up and looked at Mu Bei with a crutch: "Young people, you are so courageous, so you dare to follow all the way.
"Although the gourd is powerful, but your cultivation is very low. When it is far from its peak power, right? This chasing here, courage is good, but very stupid!"
He slowly walked towards Mu North.
A magnificent breath spreads.
Optimus Seven!
At the same time, a layer of blood -colored enchantment appeared outside the village, and the whole village was shrouded in the whole village!
Everyone in the night hall sneered: "This is called caught!"
Mu Bei stunned, and said, "Do you have always been self -sued by Wang Ba?"