Cultivate with an African God

Chu Zhi's limbs were bound and he knelt down on the ground.

His eyes drooped slightly, and his dark eyelashes covered his dark pupils.

This is a dying person, but he doesn't seem to have the slightest fear, and is even a little more indifferent than the dazed and desperate side of King Queye before.There is nothing in the pupils, it is a state almost empty.

In front of him is a majestic altar built by craftsmen and common people in a few days, and behind him are noisy and unknown people.And his fellow nine guards were on guard against him.

But he seemed to have nothing in his eyes, stuck in his blank thoughts.

He used to have a good family, a single lineage, and everyone doted on him.Then the house was destroyed.

He could almost have a good friend who would joke with him and not care about his weirdness.However, because of himself, that friend could not accept him in the end.

He is not a normal person, even if he escapes, he will not be able to have the normal life before Miemen. His master told him repeatedly and mocked him, and he did not accept his fate until then.Back to his only shelter.

But even so, his final resting place was shattered.

He is a "container", an object, not a person.

He should have died in that blood-stained spring night, in the mouth of that snake.

The formations on the ground were glowing.

He had no way of knowing what this meant, he only knew that King Que Ye got it from an old book and was destined to use it on him.

When the light from that formation devours him completely, then perhaps his life can finally be annihilated here.

He felt the surge of power from his limbs to his heart, and even felt the long-lost tranquility.

But he saw a person walking towards him.

In fact, that person jumped down from a tree. No one knows why someone can enter the heavily guarded Zhongshan Mountain, and when this person climbed to the tree next to the mountain wall - the surroundings are heavily guarded, it stands to reason There is only one way to bypass the guards and enter the altar, Zhong Shan, but the direction Zhong Shan faces here is a cliff, and ordinary people cannot approach the altar from here!

That boy jumped down from the treetop of the cliff just like that.

He was dressed like an ordinary little hunter, his clothes were shabby, and his young face was even a little dirty, but he couldn't stop his youthful spirit like a spring breeze.

He walked over as if he was carrying the spring breeze, and shouted: "Chu Zhi! Brother is riding the Qingfeng Jue and stepping on the colorful clouds to save you!"

Before his voice fell, he had already reached the center of the altar, and the many guards and guards seemed unable to react——

It wasn't all because the young man's figure was too elegant and his movements were too fast, but at a very strange moment just now, the time around them seemed to freeze for a moment, making them unresponsive and almost losing their ability to move.

Just in this gap, the boy came.

Chu Zhi stared at Mu Xinghe, he had always been dead silent, but when he saw Mu Xinghe, he finally had a trace of vitality—even if the vitality was wavering and panic.His originally dark eyes seemed to be blown by the wind, and the waves couldn't stop: "——You can't come!"

Mu Xinghe came to rescue him at the risk of taking counterfeit medicine. Hearing his resisting words, he smiled instead of anger, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Not coming? I'm not coming to watch you explode your strength and weakness. The wild king died together? When we were underground, you didn't plan like this!"

Chu Zhi said in a daze, "I have nowhere to go, and no one can tolerate me so far. What else can I do except die."

However, after Mu Xinghe finished speaking, he ignored Chu Zhi. With a light touch of his finger on the ground of the altar, the faint light of the magic circle dimmed, and it was almost impossible to see it with the naked eye.

This is a formation that connects true qi. It uses something as a carrier to convey the power carried by something inside. The formation is very complicated and ancient. Even Mu Xinghe's current cultivation level can't fully understand it, but it's good. The person who engraved this formation had a much shallower understanding of the formation than him, and he easily found a loophole to block the movement of true energy in it.

When he was almost going back to the source, there were already high-fives in his ears.

Mu Xinghe raised his head, the man stood in front of them, looking down at them coldly.

And the warriors surrounded him heavily.

Mu Xinghe stood up slowly, and before getting up, he patted Chu Zhi's face.

"What nonsense, you came alive when you were in the sea tower, and now you want to die, the ghosts who died in it before will not let you go," he looked down at the bound boy, "don't think Whether people want you or not, your hands and strength are here to fight for what you want."

Mu Xinghe stood up straight, looked at the people around him without fear, finally fell on King Queye, twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled: "I have eaten a lot of turtles here, brother. "

King Queye also sneered: "It's very good to lead you here today."

"You still want to catch me?" Mu Xinghe raised his eyebrows, his smile gradually faded, and his eyes became sharper, "I'm going to beat you today until mom doesn't even know you!"

However, King Queye ignored his provocation, turned around as if he was not afraid of his sneak attack, and said in a deep voice: "A demon is still acting wild in front of the lonely king—all obey orders, kill!"

He didn't speak too hard, but it spread throughout a radius of ten miles, and there was a lot of noise everywhere.

The dark warriors came over like dark clouds.

Mu Xinghe deliberately spoke arrogantly, but King Queye was not provoked at all, but instead used his subordinates to consume his physical strength and test his methods. Mu Xinghe knew it clearly, but he was not afraid.

He looked around at those warriors holding weapons and their faces full of vigilance, the disordered and panicked people in the distance who still refused to leave, the flickering torches blown by the wind, the looming dragon on the Zhongshan stone wall, Zhongshan's The dense tree shadows, the full moon behind the tree shadows, the breeze blowing the light clouds.

He raised his hand to wipe off the plaster on his face, his eyes became brighter and brighter in the night, burning with cold flames.

"Very well, let me show you what the real magic is—"

Someone standing close heard the young man's voice. Surrounded by warriors, that young man even arrogantly declared that he wanted to show them the real demon art!

This is a saboteur who came inexplicably and disturbed their warrior king's ceremony. Perhaps it was the monster who escaped a few days ago and caused Zhong Shan to undergo a lot of changes recently!

They should have disliked it, and they should have swarmed up to expel this ignorant demon, but at this moment, the man was carrying something like a bright moon, standing against the wind, standing among the dark warriors, it seemed that people dare not look at him directly.

There are many fighters, he is alone, and his body is covered with frosty moonlight.

And the moonlight suddenly condensed and turned into thin curved blades. Those moon blades carried a little light, and surrounded the young man's body like snowflakes. people fly away—

Under the moon blade, those warriors who were so powerful that they could hardly defeat them fell down like straw under the sickle.

The icy moonlight condensed back from the warrior's body back into the young man's hands. It was clearly a thin young man in loose shorts. The cold light reflected on the young man's face, which seemed a bit harsh.

Half of his face was buried in the shadows, only those who were close to him could see the malicious smile on his face.

"Hey, King Queye, you asked your subordinates to help you block the knife, what about your bastard spirit, the so-called 'king', is this level?" Mu Xinghe raised his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Are you now Can you be sure that I am a strong enemy? Faced with a strong enemy, you still have to fight to the death, is it worthy of your title as a so-called heavenly warrior?" Mu Xinghe paused, and the moon blade in his hand disappeared into the night: "I have killed Ancient beasts, I wonder if they can kill the king now?"

These naked provocative words aroused a burst of crusade, and the young man stood still, as if there was nothing in the world that he would care about.

"You're right," King Que Ye walked out slowly in the night, his expression was also plunged into darkness, which looked extremely gloomy, "I'm sorry that a mere unknown person dares to provoke Yu Gu, and I won't kill you here The ancestors who have strangled demons for thousands of years, I am sorry for the reputation of the lonely king for decades!"

The wind suddenly rose.

This is a night that must be remembered and celebrated by others.

The author has something to say:

Thank you for calling me Dongdong mine~

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But there will also be chapters with few words due to the plot. (Don't hit me! My Jinyu Ji let the goldfish out!)