Cultivate with an African God

Mu Xinghe rolled and fell to the ground, supporting the ground with one hand.A few strands of hair hung in front of his eyes, blocking his vision a little, but it still didn't prevent him from judging the situation here.

There are wolves in front and tigers in back, even if he wants to use volley to jump out of the encirclement, there are countless firebirds in the sky to stop him.

Mu Xinghe thought about rushing to attack, but this strong man famous for his bravery never thought about defending. He made several offensives one after another, which really made people breathless!

However, Mu Xinghe was very calm when he encountered continuous attacks. The so-called outer form is the manifestation of the power of true energy of a high-level warrior. Although the power of true energy and true energy have different sources, they have some similarities in form and expression ,Since there is such a similarity, there may be some similarities in nature, he can use magic to find the gap!

The decision was made, Mu Xinghe's formula was formed, iron color appeared on his body, the giant tiger was already in front of him, but he was carrying the breeze, leaped tens of feet, and in a moment he landed on the spot where he was hit by the impact of an arrow On the crumbling stone pillar, he stood firmly.Behind him is a huge bright moon, and a bright moon is also rising in his hand.

The night wind blew his slightly messy long hair.

"how is this possible--!!"

There was already commotion in the crowd, and they looked at the figure of the young man standing on the stone pillar in disbelief.

——How could anyone survive under Que Yewang's quadruple coat of arms!The power of the outer form of a celestial martial artist, touched by ordinary people, will peel off even if they don't die, not to mention jumping on a stone pillar, it is even difficult to survive.What's more, it's King Queye's coat of arms!

Sharp-eyed people saw that the young man broke through the flame sparrow's harassment directly, and jumped onto the stone pillar as if he was not hindered by anything.They had just watched the young man's battle with King Queye, and they understood that the young man is extremely agile, but no matter how fast and how lightly he touched many flame sparrows, he should not be unscathed, so calmly standing on the stone pillar !

But this boy was born unscathed, and even had enough strength to spare.

Suddenly they felt the wind.

The wind is light and calm, like little girls swaying their dancing skirts, walking past them lightly.It was a very pleasant breeze, as if it carried the fragrance of flowers in the morning, the coolness of the morning dew, and the slight sound of green leaves touching each other. They clearly knew that this wind came unnaturally, but they still couldn't help but relax their vigilance—besides, It is unnatural, but what it carries is not as violent and fierce as Yuanli, as if it should exist, as if it once existed.

It exists in the autumn of the wheat field, the snowy winter night, the midsummer when the cicadas sing, the early spring with light rain, the top of the mountain, the side of the cloud and mist, between the roads, and above the hometown.

It was a force that had existed since the beginning of the world, and came to them after going through thousands of years of wind, frost, rain, snow, spring flowers and autumn moon.

This is sorcery.

However, if it is a sorcery, how can it have such a pure and peaceful power? !

Mu Xinghe stood on the stone pillar, looking down at the crowd.Those winds from all directions blew his hair even more messy and hit him on the face.He narrowed his eyes slightly.

Surrounded by tens of thousands of enemy troops, he seemed to be standing under a garden tree.

He is feeling his spell.Feel the intersection of true energy and aura of heaven and earth, feel the coolness of the moonlight, the swaying of the vegetation, and the moisture of the dew.

The wind came to him through the trees, the grass, the bustling crowd, the dumped torch, and the cold altar, and connected him with the heaven and the earth through the delicate silky connection of true energy and spiritual energy.

They exist between the heaven and the earth, and they are inseparable from all things, but at this moment, the cool winds that fill the surroundings are protected by him, for him to drive, to blend into his body, his breath.

He once envied and looked up to Shen Xiu's magical means. At that time, Mu Xinghe's magical skills were just a means, a tool, but Shen Xiu's magical skills existed among all things. He used.He can't do it.

But in this strange world where magic is suppressed, in the prison where he is trapped and deprived of feeling, in such a boundless darkness, in the depression with nowhere to speak, he uses magic as a lamp to illuminate his inner world.He looked back at the past, saw himself who was full of curiosity at the time, and also saw himself who blindly moved forward and lost his sensitive intuition.

In desperation, he rebuilt his connection with true qi and heaven and earth.

He envied Shen Xiu's realm before, but at this moment, he seemed to have touched a little bit of the spirit of that realm.

He is a mustard, a mote, a wisp of dust in the vast world.

But he is himself at the same time, a cultivator who asks the will of heaven with his heart, he is in the heaven and the earth, and the heaven and the earth are in his heart, he can welcome the wind from all directions with his hand, and the wind also swims along with his true energy .

There is wind in my arms.

The sound of the wind began to scream, like knives cutting off the torches around him, smashing the vermilion birds with their fur condensed, and slicing through the unicorns and white tigers that were about to pounce on them.

Under the moonlight, the weather turned into countless thin blades, rushing towards King Queye together!

It was a young man standing under the moonlight, and the jade plate floated behind him, shining brightly.

The boundless wind swayed across the wilderness with destructive force, but he remained motionless.

People also felt the wind, and the sound of the wind was in their ears.Surrounding them is the breeze, but around King Queye, the wind is sharper than a blade, and there is nothing to stop it wherever it goes!

What kind of witchcraft is this!

Those winds were just plucked from them, but it was so terrifying when it came to the young man!

Someone remembered the declaration of the mysterious boy earlier - "Let me show you what the real magic is!"

It is the purest demon law, the most mysterious power!

People have been so shocked by such a master duel that they can hardly speak, but King Que Ye was in the wind, watching his coat being destroyed by the wind blades, he didn't panic at all. The six-petalled jade lotus envelops him heavily, in a state of invulnerability!

His outer appearance belongs to the wood appearance, and the phantom is Liuhe, which is the appearance of ancient gods and beasts. It is extremely hard and difficult to break through!

However, before the double petals of Liuhe wrapped him around, he actually saw the boy smile, it was a smile that was expected, and the wind reached his ears with a sigh: "——It's too late..."

He has not yet understood why the other party said this, the jade petals have already closed.

In the world within Liuhe, there should be only night through the jade-like petals, but at this moment, he saw that the surroundings were extremely bright, and there was wind!

That is the moonlight and the breeze!

The moonlight was actually trapped and locked in Liuhe by him, it was strangely bright——

And in just a moment, the moonlight has condensed into thin blades!

King Queye had seen such a change before, and knew that it was the other party's sorcery. Although he was in a dangerous situation, his mind was clear, and he immediately knew that the other party must have expected that he would use Liuhe to resist, but instead used the extremely concealed moonlight Sneak into the extremely small range of Liuhe and give yourself a double blow!

——He has been running for decades, but he was tricked by a yellow-haired boy!

During the battle, King Queye did not hinder his judgment because of this moment of anger. He immediately opened the Liuhe, channeled the power of his true essence, and formed a layer of armor on his skin to block the moon blade wind that was about to cut into his body. knife!

However, Mu Xinghe's offensive is still not over!

When King Queye opened the heaven and earth, what greeted him was a rain of fire, even more pure than his flame sparrow flames!

Facing the fire and rain, King Queye remained motionless, planning to resist—he had seen the power of Mu Xinghe's attacks, and he believed that he could withstand these attacks for the time being!

Now, he has more important things to do!

His hand dipped into the ground!

Because the ground was shaken by the real power, the land continued to turn up, and the vibration all the way went towards Zhongshan. The mighty power of the heavenly warriors caused the rocks to collapse, countless rocks rolled down, and the loess sank!

Earthquake!

However, the more severe the vibration of Zhongshan, the stronger the real power of King Queye seemed to be, and he should have been weak after using such power, but there was no sign of exhaustion on King Queye, as if he could absorb the power of the entire mountain !

"Oh," Mu Xinghe sighed at this moment, "Did I say that? You really underestimated me."

Before he finished speaking, the rain of fire had already fallen on King Queye!

At the beginning, King Queye still had real power as a protection, but after a few bursts of fire, the armor of those real powers was gradually burned through by these flames!And the rain of fire has not stopped!

That is the natal magic weapon of a monk in the knot stage, the pure spell of the knot stage, or the flame spell known for its lethality!

King Queye was finally forced to stop his movements. His usual confident expression had now completely collapsed, and his complexion had also turned gray.

The white jade disc that was suspended in front of Mu Xinghe before had fallen back into Mu Xinghe's hands, replaced by a small red flame flag fluttering in the wind, and sparks kept flying out.

The little flag is still shaking, and the fire rain seems to never stop!

But it is clear that in such a situation where all life and death are completely suppressed, King Queye still has a backup!

He clasped his hands together in the air, and suddenly a dragon-like thing emerged from the clasped hands, carrying a strange black aura, the shape was not very clear, and the momentum was astonishing, heading towards Mu Xinghe!Mu Xinghe is still using the magic weapon, he has not had time to stop his movements, and he has no way to use any spells. He can only watch it open its mouth to swallow him!

At this moment, he heard a sound—a sound like a gong, and accompanied by distant thunder, a giant purple dragon with an ominous aura suddenly appeared from behind him, swimming around his body, and the thunder Accompanied by his movements, it landed on King Que Ye!

It turned out that at this time, he actually triggered the passive of Onmyoji Seimei——

Thunder Emperor is calling!

Even if it is as strong as Jiuwei, it is unbelievable to see this situation.The source of the power of the warrior's outer appearance is the warrior's own power, but to become stronger, it needs to rely on the power of various foreign objects. Among the foreign objects, the mysterious and mysterious ancient beasts that are hard to find are the most powerful. Just like Queye King's Liuhe, Baihu and Qilin, they can all be regarded as the most powerful foreign ministers in the world.

But even if he was as strong as Que Yewang, he still couldn't use the power of the dragon. He had exhausted his strength just now, and the dragon he used was still unable to form.But it happened that this young man, this person with no martial arts training, was able to possess a fur, and this fur looked like a dragon, with the power of thunder!

They couldn't believe that even though they tried their best, they were still completely suppressed by a young man who didn't know where they came from, and they were completely defeated in the end!

Of course Mu Xinghe couldn't use any martial artist's appearance, the divine dragon that just appeared was just Qingming's imperial spirit.Mu Xinghe himself was startled, and found that his Onmyoji system seemed to be back in operation, and the Yuling, which he had never seen before, could actually appear and surround him all the time.

Then Mu Xinghe laughed, didn't even put away Yu Ling, raised his eyebrows, and said provocatively: "How is it? I also have a foreign minister."

The King Que Ye seemed to have exhausted all his strength in that blow, and it could be seen that he was trying very hard to maintain his posture, but he couldn't hold back the things in his body that were slowly weakening, as if the source of life had been drained.On the other hand, Mu Xinghe stood up straight with a calm expression, and the purple monster dragon was still stretching its teeth and claws beside him. The two confronted each other, and the winner was clear.

The victorious Mu Xinghe waved the flag with one hand, turned around and walked towards the bound Chu Zhi without even looking at King Que Ye.

In fact, he was not as relaxed as he looked, he had to bear the impact forcefully, and only Lei Di summoned him. Fortunately, Que Yewang's move might be weaker because he was not very skilled, so he would be caught from time to time. He's nothing when he's beaten like a dog, and he can keep doing what he's going to do at the moment.

When he passed Chu Zhi who had been silently watching Jin Wei, he turned his head and asked, "Brother, your former boss is going to die, why don't you go and save him?"

The guard said indifferently: "The strong are respected. He has always taught us. If he loses, I still make a move. Wouldn't it be asking for trouble?"

Mu Xinghe clapped his hands: "I just like you who are so clever—brother, can I borrow a sword?"

The guard was silent for a moment, handed him the sword, and sighed suddenly: "Maybe this is fate."

Mu Xinghe heard the voice a little familiar, but he didn't have time to distinguish it. He raised his sword and cut off the shackles on Chu Zhi's body with one stroke - in fact, he didn't need to cut it off at all, but he felt that such a ceremony was needed.

"How about it, given you so much time, can you untie any shackles?"

As he spoke, he handed the sword to Chu Zhi, who was also looking at him with a very complicated expression.

He didn't have much thought to gaze at Chu Zhi affectionately, he pulled Chu Zhi up, and put the sword in his hand: "I've done everything I need to do, I'm afraid I won't have any chance to meet you in the future, the last time Hit, I'll give it to you."

Mu Xinghe paused, and added: "The grievance between you and him, you have to settle it yourself."

Chu Zhi took the sword silently, but saw King Queye behind him leaning on a spear, forced himself to stand up, and said with a sneer, "I'll give you my ability, I'll provide you with food and clothing, and finally I'll let you wait for such a day."

Mu Xinghe looked at that person. Under the eyes of everyone, he had been suppressed and completely defeated by himself, a little guy who he thought was just Shen Yunlan's entourage. What a humiliation it would be to kill a slave.

The man was burned by the flames and was disheveled and scarred. His eyes were fierce, but he lost the unscrupulous majesty that he usually had because of his strength.

"I dare not, you have raised me for more than ten years, given me the ability to stand in the world, gave me a place to live, and told me that you are the only person I can rely on in this world. Without you, no one in the world can tolerate you." Me, my life is nothing but rootless duckweed, meaningless," Chu Zhi's voice was very soft, his eyes were complicated, as if the wind had never stopped in his eyes, he suddenly laughed at the end, tilted his head slightly, the corners of his eyes From the corner of his eye, Mu Xinghe looked at Mu Xinghe, as if his expression was tinged with warmth, "But he is right, I have power, and my power is used to fight for what I want, otherwise, keeping this power would be beneficial." What's the use?"

That smile is beautiful, but also very erratic, as if it will be blown away by the wind.

King Que Ye supported his spear, insisting on standing firm in front of his former servants—or slaves: "Power? Your power? Ha..."

His smile was unspeakably ironic.

"You want to say that he is just a container of power, right?" Mu Xinghe interrupted their words abruptly at this moment, "But you Queye King, how can you get it?"

"Let me guess." In the cold moonlight, Mu Xinghe pointed to the ever-collapsing Zhongshan Mountain, with the boundless moon shining in his eyes: "This mountain is called Zhongshan, and there is something called Eclipse Yin hidden in it. The legendary beast. It was sealed here for some reason, unable to perform supernatural powers, so it made a deal with you. The reason why it may be restricted may be related to the aura sealed by the warrior saint many years ago, so it gives you Power, let you be an unknown person to become the current king of Queye. In exchange, you found someone who was related to the ancient battlefield, or was related to this legend from the beginning, and gave him power, and poured him with hatred. It's because of the container, once something happens to Zhong Shan, you can just give him up, right?"

Mu Xinghe sneered and raised his voice: "He is a container, and his strength is at least paid for. Your strength, could it be that you cultivated it yourself? So now, what are you?"

His voice spread so far that it could be heard in all directions.

"What can you understand?" King Que Ye didn't care, he didn't care about Mu Xinghe's words, and he didn't care about the uproar after Mu Xinghe's voice was heard. It is the appearance of the superior, "No matter what my motives are, the weak are left to others to dispose of, it is only natural. He has repeatedly violated, and Gu can forgive them one by one. He was saved by me, raised by me, and his life should be mine. , Now that I really need him once, why would he refuse?"

Mu Xinghe was too lazy to talk to him anymore, he just glanced at him, then turned his head, his tone full of sarcasm: "I know, people like you believe in the law of the jungle, but now you are weak, then I will call you You feel what it means to be a predator of the jungle."

At this time, Chu Zhi had already walked silently, and the tip of his sword was facing him silently.

Mu Xinghe ignored the messy altar and the two confronting masters and servants, put away the flag, raised his hand, and two talisman papers drifted down, and in the smoke, a little boy with wings and bird claws appeared With a girl in pink clothes and clogs, his whole body was full of evil spirits.

His figure is still slightly thinner than that of an adult, and even weaker than that of Zhongshan, where the rocks are broken and sliding down, making his slow walking steps seem to be carrying a heavy weight. A bit of a heroic taste.

On the mountain wall, huge scales could already be vaguely seen glowing coldly in the night.

The author has something to say:

Thanks to Ayi's family for the sugar mines~~

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The latest weather has suddenly become so cold!Warm up everyone baby.What I am happiest about in this part is that I have controlled the number of words in the combat chapter!