The strategy of chasing masters

At this time, Mu Yaoling's resentment is stronger than kindness, and the power of the monster clan trapped in the dust in his body has completely exploded. For him, the world's cultivators are no match!

His red eyes need to be nourished by killing, and any actions made by his body are not controlled by his original thoughts.

Just lightly tap your toes on the ground, and you can jump ten miles. The place where you land happens to be Jinshen Pavilion, which ranks last among the 22 sects. This sect focuses on practicing Taijiquan.Compared with the Sword Sect, it is not inferior!

But in the eyes of Mu Yaoling at this time, these things are like an ant with a foot, which will be broken when stepped on!

When the guard disciple saw Mu Yaoling, he was so frightened that he closed the door and went in to report.

Although there are not many disciples in the sect, they work together under the leadership of the sect leader, never shrink back, and fight hard!

But the cool thing is that they were burned to ashes by Mu Yaoling's demon fire before they walked out of the gate!

Jinshen Pavilion turned into scorched earth in an instant!Before they even had time to report to other sects, they were completely wiped out.

Once you take the first step of killing, you really can't stop, because it is more fulfilling than doing good deeds. Maybe this is the reason why it is difficult for demons to do good.

Mu Yaoling stood at the highest point, looked at the scorched earth and sneered, "Damn it!"

The sect closest to Jinshen Pavilion is Qiangzhufeng. They use bamboo as spears, and their marksmanship is unmatched.

Mu Yaoling stood on the top of the Bamboo Peak, the evil aura shrouded the entire sect, the clouds were dense, the lightning flashed and the thunder rumbled.

The head of the sect found something strange, and led all his disciples to face the battle. Mu Yaoling waited for him to arrange his troops before starting to exert his strength.

A round of purple balls shot past, half of the disciples died one after another, and the rest, with a wave of their purple sleeves, turned into lilacs flying all over the sky. The seemingly romantic scene was full of a strong smell of blood.

After the entire faction is destroyed, the same demon fire will be burned to scorched earth, leaving no future troubles!

Mu Yaoling's eyes became redder the more he killed, and he couldn't stop at all. When he reached the tenth-ranked Bagua sect, a disciple finally escaped and notified the nearest sect to come to help.

As the saying goes, the monkeys scattered when the tree fell, and the remaining nine sects did not go to help them in order to protect themselves, but Mu Yaoling would not let them go, and came to challenge them one by one, only the Shangxian Palace had not yet thought of killing them .

After all, it was one of the top ten sects in the comprehension world. When the masters faced the battle, they all stayed behind and dismissed the young disciples in advance. Those who died were all old, weak, sick, disabled or unworthy!

Mu Yaoling, who was tired of killing, jumped up and went back to the secret old house to sleep.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he was pulled into the land of dreams.

The one who came was the demon king!

Seeing Mu Yaoling's murderous aura and blood red eyes, the demon king laughed heartily and said, "Okay! Very good! It seems that the day when I break through the seal is not far away! Hahaha..."

Before the laughter was over, a white light flashed, the demon king's face became solemn, and he disappeared instantly, leaving Mu Yaoling alone in the gray dream.

After a moment of silence, Mu Yaoling shouted: "Mu Zhou! Mu Zhou! Yaoling..."

The magnetic sound is very familiar, piercing the heart from the ear, awakening the conscience that has not been burned out, the two forces in the body contradict each other, repel each other, quarreling, the one who suffers is the owner of this body.

"Master...respect..." Mu Yaoling murmured, clutching his chest.

There is no part of the body that is not in pain. Pea-sized beads of sweat covered his forehead and soaked his clothes. Unable to support himself, Mu Yaoling collapsed on the ground. When he lowered his head, he saw that the veins on the arm he was holding on the ground were bulging, and every blood vessel There is a worm wriggling inside.

When the pain was so great that he was about to pass out, a white shadow flashed from the dark and hugged Mu Yaoling. After that, he could no longer remember what happened. When he woke up again, the purple clothes were off and his body was wrapped in cloth.

After waking up, Mu Yaoling didn't know what was going on, and he couldn't remember what he had done before. He just felt his mind was blank and his body felt powerless.

The sun shines in through the holes of different sizes in the window paper, adding a bit of color to the earth-gray bedding.

Mu Yaoling supported the edge of the bed and got up slowly, wanting to drink a glass of cold water to wake up, but before the cup was placed firmly, he heard a shout from outside the door: "Kill the demon clan, sacrifice to the undead! Kill the demon clan, sacrifice to the undead!"

Through the window paper, Mu Yaoling saw that his house was surrounded by crowds, all of them were furious and held up their magic weapons.

It's strange to say that he clearly remembered that there was a book and ink elf hidden in his ears, but at some point that little thing disappeared. If he didn't have a question to ask it now, he wouldn't have noticed it.

He asked himself that he had never done anything wrong to others, why did he end up in this situation today, he wanted to go back, he really wanted to go back to the 21st century, he would rather not time travel, not reborn, die and return, than now Besieged by a group of people from the comprehension world.

what to do?He can't use any spiritual power now, and if he goes out to fight with his mortal body, I'm afraid someone will fly him up in a gust of wind and throw him into the river to drown!

Facing the battle, you have no strengths, and you have no way to escape, what should you do?

In a dilemma, he kicked open the door with one foot, and a group of people rushed in. When they saw Mu Yaoling, they saw a wanted criminal who had committed many crimes and escaped from prison!

"Mu Yaoling, blood debt, you can't escape today!" The leader of the cultivator is the second largest sect in the world, Shushan Xianmen Shaozhuo, he drew his long sword and pointed at Mu Yaoling's nose.

The people behind also booed together, the sound was like thunder.

Now that the matter has come to an end, even though his heart is turbulent and he is terribly frightened, he still can't show it to everyone. He pretends to be calm and asks, "What kind of debt is paid in blood? I don't know what you are talking about!"

"You massacred 21 sects of cultivation, and if you don't know a word, you're done?" Zhang Suo said coldly.

"I really don't know! You see, I don't have any spiritual power at all. Did you find the wrong person?" Mu Yaoling spread his arms, expressing his innocence.

Zhang Suochang aimed a sword at Mu Yaoling's chest, and everyone fell silent. Everyone held their breath, and the sound of flesh and blood being torn echoed throughout the room.

Blood dripped into the dust along the long sword, Mu Yaoling raised his hand to hold the blade tightly, his hand was also scratched, he suddenly looked up at Zhang Suo and everyone gasped, thinking that he was going to see that fierce man next The purple-haired teenagers are all equipped with weapons and ready to go.

Unexpectedly, Mu Yaoling burst into tears with a "wow -" and said, "You are not human, you bullied a weak man! I told you it was not me, you still want to give me a sword, it hurts, master help me ! Master, Master!"

While Mu Yaoling was crying, he grabbed the sword and stabbed deep in his chest. Fortunately, Zhang Suo got it back in time, otherwise he would have died!

Seeing that Zhang Suo let go of his guard, Mu Yaoling stepped forward slowly, stared at Zhang Suo fiercely and said, "Where is my master? Did you kill him? Tell me, where is the master?"

Everyone was astonished, their eyes widened and their eyes were small, and they whispered among themselves. Zhang Suo also felt strange, did he really admit his mistake?The person in front of him is a lunatic at all, and he has no spiritual power at all. How could he massacre 21 sects of cultivation?

"Ah! It's you, it's you, it's you who killed my master! I'll make you pay with blood today!" After Mu Yaoling finished speaking, he put on an aggressive look and wanted to summon a magic weapon to kill him .

Because Mu Yaoling was going to make a ruthless move next, everyone took a step back, but they didn't expect that the other party took off his torn cloth shoes and danced around, saying: "Huo Huo ha, look at me, I'm moving the world, I'm going to move you!" All cut off!"

Seeing Mu Yaoling's insane state, some covered their mouths and snickered, some looked disbelieving, and some whispered:

"I heard that he lost his spiritual power when he was expelled from Shangxian Palace. I didn't believe it at first, but it seems to be true!"

"Hmph, I never imagined that a generation of demon kings from Shangxian Palace would be reduced to this point!"

"Hey! Immortal Master Haoyue's reputation spread far and wide, how glorious, how could he accept such an apprentice!"

"..."

Zhang Suo is not a person who does not distinguish between black and white. Although he has no intention of doing anything, he still has doubts in his heart, fearing that he is pretending to be crazy and stupid to avoid guilt, so he cast a blindfold on Bao Leizhu and became Throwing a big chicken leg at Mu Yaoling's feet, he said, "Disciple, Master just went out to find you a chicken leg, come and eat it!"

Seeing the chicken legs, Mu Yaoling pouted and said, "I don't like to eat chicken legs, but I like to eat the three fresh noodles made by Master!"

"It's strange, Master has no noodles today, so I just found this chicken leg, so you can order it!" Zhang Suo raised his hand and stroked Mu Yaoling's head.

Mu Yaoling reluctantly picked up the chicken leg and bit it down, only to hear a "bang!", and the thunderbolt blasted Mu Yaoling's hair to stand on end, his face darkened.

Mu Yaoling suddenly squatted down and hugged Zhang Suo's thigh, crying, "Woooooo~ You lied to me, you lied to me, hum! I won't talk to you anymore! You are not my master, my master will not This is done to me!"

Confirming that Mu Yaoling has gone crazy, Zhang Suo kicked Mu Yaoling away with disgust on his face and said, "We will not wrong an innocent person, but we will never let an evil person go! Let's go!"

After Zhang Suo took everyone out, Mu Yaoling cursed in a low voice, "Damn it! You know right from wrong!"

After scolding, he was about to go out to fetch water, when the door was kicked open again, this time the door was kicked open, and two monks came in murderously.

Mu Yaoling quickly sat on the ground and cried and rolled: "Fuck you! Give me back my master!"

The two monks looked at each other, and said to the left: "I'm really crazy!"

"Young Master Zhang is right, maybe someone disguised himself and pretended to be Mu Yaoling to slaughter 21 sects!"

"But it doesn't make sense! Then Mu Yaoling does have the power of the monster clan, and my senior brother saw it with his own eyes that day!"

"When Mu Yaoling was expelled from Shangxian Palace, his spiritual power was sucked dry, and the power of the monster clan must also be sucked away!"

"Perhaps! Although Mu Yaoling was called the Demon King of Confusion in Shangxian Palace, he never did anything evil!"

"In that case, who wants to frame him?"

"Okay, let's go quickly, this is not something we worry about!"

"..."

After confirming that the two had gone far away, Mu Yaoling hurriedly stood up and stepped in front of the broken door, and said with regret, "This is the only door for me!"