As soon as you transmigrated into a book and became a villain, the way of heaven changed its setting

"why?"

"You are Liuli's younger brother, right? You may not be very clear about the power of the Ouyang family in Jianyouyu, we cannot leave, otherwise our family and sect may all suffer disaster."

The woman next to the elder sister said out loud.

Eldest Sister pursed her lips firmly, she didn't speak, the meaning was self-evident, she didn't want to bring Su Mu and the others into trouble.

"Small things..."

Su Mu smiled slightly, it's not enough to fall in love with that kind of person.

With two light pats, both of them were sealed.

"Then leave the rest to me."

Picking up the two of them, he took a step forward and appeared outside the courtyard in an instant.

"Sister System, exchange for a trapping formation talisman that can't be broken in the middle of Mahayana."

……

"This is a big loss. If I can't get back my money, I'll lock up that Ouyang's and beat him up every day to earn villain points..."

Su Mu threw the exchanged talisman into the air, and a large golden net instantly opened, covering the entire clan.

Stretching out his hand and holding it in the void, it seemed that Su Mu was holding a heaven in his hand.

With a gentle pull down, an enormous pressure suddenly suppressed.

"Boom..."

The houses in the clan land were overwhelmed and collapsed one after another.

"Who?"

Since it is a family of comprehension, naturally many cultivators took out their magic weapons one after another and flew into the air, and then they were stopped by a huge golden net and fell down again.

"Who the hell? How dare you play wild in Ouyang's house."

One person roared angrily, he was a cultivator in the Void Refinement stage, he seemed to be a patriarch or something.

"Come on, hurry up and invite the ancestor, and the rest of you will save people..."

The house collapsed, and there were many ordinary people in the clan who couldn't practice, they couldn't bear it.

"Ouyang Hongyu is your son?"

Su Mu asked.

He remembered that Wen Xiaoying said that Ouyang Hongyu was the son of the patriarch of the contemporary Ouyang family.

"Yes, it's the formation you arranged? You did all of this?"

"Yes."

Su Mu nodded.

"I don't have much time. Hurry up and get that old thing out. After I'm killed together, I'll go back. Don't worry... After you die, your son will come down to accompany you in a short time."

After Su Mu finished speaking, he ignored Ouyang's father's incompetence and fury, and directly fell back to the elder sister's side, removing the seals of the two of them by the way.

"Little brother...you...when did you become so powerful?"

The elder sister said in surprise, the patriarch of the Ouyang family is a Dzogchen cultivator.

"I've been this good for a long time."

Su Mu said with a smile.

"Who is playing wild at my Ouyang's house..."

A loud and vicissitudes of life resounded in everyone's ears.

"Old Ancestor, it is the Old Ancestor who has left the customs."

"It's the ancestor, we are saved..."

Su Mu narrowed his eyes, fortunately he was a guy in the early stage of Mahayana, and the talisman could still trap him.

"I'm playing wild, old man, you've wasted a lot of my time..."

Su Mu appeared in midair again, with his hands behind his back, indescribably chic and elegant.

"Who are you? Do you think this small formation can trap the old man? The sword comes..."

A flying sword flew out of the soil and fell into the hands of the old man.

"The eighth-order flying sword..."

This flying sword alone has almost paid off.

"That's right, that's good. Knowing how to take out good things saves me from having to look for them myself."

Su Mu clapped his hands, feeling very good.

"Hmph, seeing that this old man has broken your formation, I will fight you one or two..."

"Snapped……"

Before the old man could react, the man had already flown out and slammed into the soil fiercely, and his flying sword fell into Su Mu's hands at some point.

"Good baby, a weak weapon spirit has been born..."

Su Mu played with the flying sword in his hand, and the flying sword showed a weak resistance.

When the magic weapon reaches the eighth level, by chance or human manipulation, a weapon spirit will be born.

And this flying sword has obviously given birth to a weapon spirit, although it is very weak.

"Surrender, or die..."

"Submit..."

Qi Ling didn't hesitate at all, and passed on his weak consciousness.

"very good."

A faint smile appeared on Su Mu's face.

Said that Feijian was in the middle of nothing, Su Mu looked at the ancestor who got out of the soil, and smiled even more.

"Who the hell are you? How did our Ouyang family offend you? You want to kill them all..."

"You don't know how many generations of grandsons have robbed my senior sister. I'm here to ask for an explanation."

Su Mu said.

"You have already taken the flying sword inherited from our Ouyang family, isn't that enough?"

The old man knew that he was no match for the person in front of him at all, and he only hoped that this person could leave after taking some benefits.

"Hey, that patriarch, do you know the nasty things your son did?"

"My son is the direct descendant of the chief elder of Jianyou Xianmen..."

"Snapped……"

The patriarch's body slowly fell down, his head turned into ashes, and he was nowhere to be seen.

"Then I'll take it as you know."

"Old man, I am in a good mood today. I will give you two ways. One is to exterminate the clan. The second is to check yourself. If you participate in the dirty things of your grandson who doesn't know how many generations, you will kill yourself, and then you will kill yourself. I will spare the rest of your family..."

When Su Mu was looking for the elder sister, he saw that the small courtyard next to the elder sister's courtyard had locked up many naked people, both men and women. Ouyang Hongyu couldn't use that thing, but it didn't prevent him from using other things. abuse them and them.

"What is the old man thinking?"

Dozens of breaths have passed, and the old man has not yet made a choice, so Su Mu will think that he is making the first choice.

"I choose two..."

The old man's voice trembled a little.

"Then you start, I will give you half an hour in total, it should be enough for you..."

After Su Mu finished speaking, he fell back to the elder sister's side, ignoring the wailing and begging for mercy coming from behind.

"Elder Sister, you probably don't have any weapons at hand, so I'll give you this flying sword."

Su Mu handed the eighth-level flying sword to the elder sister.

"This... I can't take it, you'd better keep it for yourself."

This is an eighth-level flying sword, how dare she accept it.

"I have."

"Then give it to Master."

"Master, I'll get another handle. It's a bit of a grind. Hurry up and put it away."

Su Mu threw the flying sword to the senior sister.

"Senior, you've already been killed..."

"Oh? So fast?"

Su Mu looked over there, and there were already many corpses on the ground.

"Well, I'll trust you just once, you can kill yourself, I'm busy..."

Su Mu looked at the sky, and it was not too early.

"Can seniors count on what they say?"

"Of course, what you say is what you say. Hurry up."

The old man cried and laughed. He practiced Taoism for thousands of years, but he never thought that it would be destroyed in the hands of a descendant.

A palm slapped on his forehead, shattering his primordial spirit, so dead that he couldn't die anymore.

Seeing that the old man had committed suicide, Su Mu withdrew the talisman covering the Ouyang family's land.

"Come on someone."

The rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally one person walked up to Su Mu.

"Release all the men and women locked up by Ouyang Hongyu, and give each of them some spirit stones..."

"Yes……"