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

"It's here. Once you enter the teleportation array, you will naturally reach the retreat place of the head. The head is already waiting for you there."

The deputy head led Su Mu into an inconspicuous building, which was empty except for a teleportation array that was shining with dim light.

"Are you okay? What if there is a formation inside to isolate the mind?"

Before stepping into the teleportation array, Su Mu suddenly thought of this question.

"Theoretically, it's impossible. If there is... you can ask for more blessings."

After a pause, Moyu continued.

"If the mind is really cut off, then I, the paper man, can play a blow, and this blow should have the strength of the middle and late stages of Mahayana..."

"Then I still hope that the following can really isolate the mind."

Su Mu smiled and said, and stepped into the teleportation array.

"I……"

Moyu now regrets saying such a thing very much, he might as well be killed by Ouyang Hongyu in the ring.

The deputy head looked at the teleportation array silently, as if it was connected to an endless hell. After watching it for a long time, he would feel fear, turned and left without delay.

When Su Mu came out of the teleportation formation, he looked up at this strange space full of blood and strange runes. In the distance, at the center of the formation, there seemed to be something floating, which he couldn't see clearly.

"It's really weird."

Mo Yu's voice suddenly reached Su Mu's ears.

"Huh? Didn't you isolate your mind?"

Su Mu asked in surprise.

"You seem disappointed?"

"No, I just thought that if it is really isolated, I will throw you out and blow up a wave first..."

"..."

Moyu said that she didn't want to talk to Su Mu anymore.

"Are you the chief this time?"

A weird, distorted voice sounded.

"Reporting to the master, it is the disciple..."

Su Mu bowed towards the depths.

"That's right...it's already in the early stages of the Mahayana period."

A creature wearing a cloak that completely covered its face came out from the depths of the formation.

Exactly the same as what you saw in the video above.

"The disciples can achieve today's achievements, all rely on the cultivation of Xianmen..."

Su Mu said modestly.

"Very good, I thought that guy Ouyang Hongyu would be able to do something, so I gave him a lot of benefits and advice, I didn't expect him to be such a waste, but it's okay, and you... your medicine effect It must be much better than that trash..."

The head of the sect smiled sinisterly, and his voice gradually amplified... The entire space felt the vibration.

"Master...you smile so ugly..."

Su Mu couldn't help but said.

"..."

The space fell silent for a moment.

"Heh...you really are young and ignorant, hehe...as long as I eat you, I should be able to completely eat that guy...hehe..."

A withered hand protruded from the cloak, covered with tiny wounds, with a sharp sword aura...

"Snapped……"

With a slap in the void, Su Mu felt his whole body was sealed, and his consciousness... oh, consciousness is fine, but he needs to pretend to be unconscious.

"Come on, delicious lunch, after eating you, dinner will be that stubborn guy..."

Su Mu floated in the air uncontrollably, followed behind the cloaked man, and slowly floated towards the center of the formation.

Gradually approaching the center of the formation, Su Mu finally saw clearly what was vaguely floating.

a sword...

Although he has never seen it before, Su Mu can be sure that it is the Immortal Trapping Sword.

As if sensing something, the Immortal Sword trembled slightly.

"Don't worry, my baby... you will soon... soon become stronger... no... it's us who have become stronger."

The man muttered to himself.

Reaching out to make a move again, Su Mu slowly landed on the ground.

There was a stone platform on the ground. On the stone platform, there was an indescribable mass, I don't know what it was, and it was wrapped in a layer of blood-colored liquid... The blood was so bloody, it made people feel hairy.

"So... the one calling for help is... the Immortal Sword? But the angle seems wrong, it's not so high..."

Su Mu looked up at the flying sword carefully.

But the elder sister's is not the Immortal Killing Sword, how can it have a feeling with the Immortal Trapping Sword?Besides, why doesn't my Zhuxian Sword have any sense at all?Who do you look down on?

"Huh? How can you move?"

The cloaked man looked at Su Mu in surprise.

Su Mu slapped his head...forgot that he should be sealed.

"The master...the seal seems to have been dropped just now...how about you seal it again?"

Su Mu said helplessly.

He really doesn't seem to have any acting skills...

"Forget it... it's time for dinner, what do you want to eat?"

"Steam it, be healthy..."

Su Mu said without thinking.

"Hehe... What an interesting disciple, how about this, I won't eat your soul... and help you find a body... What do you think of this flying sword? She just needs a soul..."

"Oh... a ninth-order flying sword."

Su Mu said lightly.

If it wasn't for the Immortal Trapping Sword on it, I could have looked at it more...but...it's all my own anyway...hehe...

The little abacus flew up.

"Hey... just let me eat you, eat you... you can become the spirit of the ninth-level flying sword..."

The man in the cloak smiled strangely, and rushed towards Su Mu.

"Snapped……"

Habitual slap.

The man in the cloak flew upside down. In theory, he should be able to hit the wall, but there was no sound, as if he was swallowed by the weirdness of this place.

"Be careful, this guy doesn't seem to be in the right state..."

Moyu said in a voice.

Sure enough, after a while, the cloaked man flew back and landed in front of Su Mu.

"Not bad, not bad... You actually hid your strength. You probably aren't from my Sword You Immortal Sect, but it doesn't matter... Anyway, you won't survive today..."

The cloak fell slowly, and under the cloak was a handful of black smoke.

The extension of the black smoke followed by two withered hands covered with sword marks.

"No, this guy is no longer a human... but... a sword spirit... Be careful, don't let him get close to that flying sword..."

Moyu didn't seem to recognize the origin of the flying sword, but he can confirm that this flying sword is definitely not ordinary.

"I see……"

Su Mu slapped again.

The black smoke dispersed and gathered again.

"Hey……"

"Don't laugh, where's your hand?"

Su Mu said coldly.

The slap just now didn't hit the smoke, but those withered hands turned into dust.

"hey-hey……"

The black smoke melted away again, and flew towards the suspended Immortal Sword...