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Ling Kuang stared at Chen Muyu, this kid is too weird.

He was obviously just a monk at the late stage of the Holy Lord Realm, but he felt like he couldn't see through it and was very threatening.

The Divine Slave Control Technique that he was so proud of was ineffective on this boy, which made him feel uncomfortable.

I came all the way to the Northern Continent and met him in such a strange way. What kind of existence is this guy?

Ling Kuang's mind was filled with why.

Chen Muyu ignored the complicated expression on his face, "Fellow Daoist Lingkuang, don't you want spiritual seeds?"

One word brought Ling Kuang back to his senses.

Chen Muyu continued, "To be honest, I have given the spiritual seed to Mingyu."

"What?"

Hearing this, Ling Kuang frowned deeply and looked directly at Chen Muyu, as if he couldn't believe what Chen Muyu said was the truth.

Chen Muyu nodded, "It's absolutely true. It's true that the Taiwu Clan has given too much. They are not as stingy as fellow Taoist Ling Kuang. I really can't refuse."

Ling Kuang's face twitched and he glared at Chen Muyu fiercely, "Boy, do you know what you are doing? Aren't you afraid that the curse on you will take effect..."

"When Huaian handed over the spiritual seed to me that day, he gave me two choices. One was to give the spiritual seed to you, and the other was to find a place to plant the spiritual seed in the Western Continent. I know that this second This choice is actually to let me destroy the spiritual seed."

"I heard from fellow Taoist Mingyu that spiritual seeds can only be planted in the territory of the Taiwu Clan. Planting them anywhere outside the Taiwu Clan will destroy the seeds. I was hesitant at first, but you said it was a coincidence... …”

"There happens to be a space in the Western Continent that overlaps with the Northern Continent. Moreover, this overlapping place is nowhere else but the Holy Land of the Taiwu Clan. The spiritual species are planted there. It is simply not very suitable."

"Fellow Daoist Lingkuang, God won't help you, so why don't you blame me..."

…

Listening to Chen Muyu's heart-wrenching words, Ling Kuang felt like he couldn't control his emotions, "So, your curse is lifted?"

Chen Muyu lifted up his sleeves, revealing curse lines, "It turns out that Huaian lied to me, so there is no psychological burden."

"Boy, you are looking for death..."

"Life and death are destiny, wealth is in the sky, I am very open-minded, aren't you cursed, are you living a good life?" Chen Muyu responded indifferently.

Ling Kuang said fiercely, "The curse on me only prevents me from breaking through to the perfection state. It will not affect my current cultivation and longevity. Boy, do you know that once the curse on you takes effect, it will be What’s the situation like?”

"I would like to hear the details." Chen Muyu said.

To be honest, he really didn't know what it would look like if the curse on him took effect.

He had asked Mingxuan, but Mingxuan didn't know. She just knew that this was a forbidden curse of the Taiwu Clan, and it had obviously been tampered with by Huaian. I am afraid that only Huaian, the one who cast the curse, knew about it. What does it look like?

Ling Kuang said calmly, "It will directly detonate your original body, causing you to self-destruct and die."

Having said this, Ling Kuang's face showed a joking smile, "You must have seen the original body self-destruct, right? That is a complete death from the body to the soul."

"really?"

Chen Muyu touched his forehead. As Ling Kuang said, wouldn't he have become a time bomb?

Ling Kuang smiled and said nothing.

"What grudge or grudge?"

Chen Muyu shook his head, feeling helpless.

"I can help you." At this time, Ling Kuang suddenly spoke.

Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows and looked at the person in front of him, "Brother Lingkuang, can you help me break the curse?"

Ling Kuang shook his head, "I can't break the curse, but I can help save you in advance, so that you won't die in such pain in the future. Moreover, I don't know when it will happen, and it may affect others."

"Oh, you are such a kind person."

Chen Muyu cursed in his heart and faced this somewhat annoying face, "I don't need to worry about my affairs, fellow Taoist Lingkuang. You should pay more attention to the spiritual seeds. I think it won't be long before Mingyu and the others Being able to cultivate spiritual fruits and break through to the realm of witch ancestors is just around the corner..."

"snort."

Ling Kuang's originally sullen face suddenly turned cold.

The next second, Ling Kuang stepped back, and those strong men in the Perfection Realm came straight towards him.

This posture made it clear that he would not let Chen Muyu leave and was determined to save him.

A person who cannot be enslaved by the Divine Slave Technique, an existence that makes it difficult for him to see the real situation. With Ling Kuang's character, how could he be allowed to live?

However, just when this group of people wanted to take action, the space flickered and Chen Muyu disappeared out of thin air.

"Owner?"

Those strong people in the Perfection Realm also looked at a loss at this moment, and they all turned back to look at Ling Kuang.

Disappeared again without warning.

"waste."

Ling Kuang's face turned pale.

With so many people, they could actually let people slip away right under their noses.

"Master, this kid must have some kind of treasure that he can use to escape..." said an old man with a gray beard.

"nonsense."

Ling Kuang cursed.

Instead of using the treasure to escape, could it be that he still relied on his own strength?

How could a mere late Saint Lord realm have such power?

The gray-bearded old man continued, "Master, I heard that this person is the first and only person in the history of the Four Realms World to break through the Dao and enter the realm of the Holy Lord. He must have some means that ordinary people cannot achieve... "

"shut up."

Ling Kuang cursed again, "Since he chose to escape, it proves that he is afraid of us. With his strength, he can't fight against me. Huh, how can he break the road with strength?"

The old man with gray beard was sweating on his forehead, "Then, Master, we are now..."

Ling Kuang pondered, "Back in the Western Continent, spiritual seeds cannot be used by the Taiwu Clan. Once a witch ancestor is born in the Taiwu Clan, it will be extremely disadvantageous for us."

More importantly, to lift the curse on him, the power of the spiritual seed is needed.

Who would have thought that Chen Muyu would ignore the curse and directly hand over the spiritual seed to the Taiwu Clan. Such an operation was completely beyond his expectations and completely disrupted his plan.

As for the spiritual seed, he is bound to get it.

When everyone heard this, their faces showed a bit of embarrassment.

In the past nearly a month, everyone has traveled across the ocean from the Western Continent to the Northern Continent, without even caring about healing along the way. Now, having just arrived in the Northern Continent, I thought I could spare some time to recuperate. , and ended up turning around and heading back to the Western Continent.

Who can have no complaints?

"Master, if we go back now, it will be easy for them to ambush us..." Some objectionable voices came from the crowd.

Ling Kuang's face darkened, "Why, do you have any objections?"