Cultivate with an African God

The ground kept shaking, and finally calmed down slowly, but Zhong Zijin's face became more and more serious: "I have a very bad feeling... something terrible is coming."

Even though Mu Xinghe's senses were not as sharp as Zhong Zijin's, he could still understand that the visitor was indeed not kind because of the coercive force that took one's breath away.

This is not the worst situation.

They decided to leave the island when they felt the shaking of the ground and the soaring demonic aura. However, when they reached the shore, they found that the island was surrounded by dark mist, which formed some kind of enchantment. But every step outside will be bounced back, and when they tried to break it with magic, the magic passed through the barrier leisurely, and the black mist was as usual.

They were trapped on this deserted island, and if they couldn't think of a way out, they would have to face that terrifying thing with boundless coercion.

Mu Xinghe felt that aura, this kind of coercive power, no matter how you say it is at Jindan or above, he and Wen Xingze are not in the soul-forming stage, Zhong Zijin and the Liangyi Palace disciple who followed Wen Xingze are only in the pulse-condensing stage , After crossing two or three realms, how to fight against such a strong man?

Wen Xingze took a few steps forward, raised his head, and saw the rocks flying like gray crows in the distance, his face was pale: "No, the formation has been destroyed, and there is no longer any support here!"

They had no choice but to retreat or avoid, Mu Xinghe pondered for a moment, the smile on his face finally dissipated, he took out a talisman from his sleeve, and handed it to the pale-faced Liangyi Palace. disciple.

"This is a talisman so close at hand," he stuffed the talisman into the young man's hand, "I know that your Liangyi palace is very powerful, and there are many masters who have come here, and you must have communication means on your body. We will try our best to delay the time, please leave." Go seek the support of Liangyi Palace."

"Even if there are not many high-ranking disciples of the Liangyi Palace, according to the appearance of this enchantment, with this talisman, you will definitely be able to leave. Why do you have to give it to me?" Although the young man was extremely weak because of the suppression, at this moment He hesitated for a moment.

"Because you had nothing to do with this matter." Mu Xinghe replied without thinking.

If he leaves first, it must be the young man from the Liangyi Palace who left, firstly because he should not be involved in this matter, and secondly because his cultivation base is the lowest, even if he encounters something, he cannot react, so it is better to ask him to directly Leave and rescue them with the power of Liangyi Palace.

Seeing the urgency of the situation, the young man no longer refused, and directly inspired the talisman. With the golden light on his body, Mu Xinghe watched his figure pass through the black barrier fog directly after the talisman was activated.

Wen Xingze looked at the situation on the island, and the young man's departure only made the cloud between his brows dissipate a little, but his brows were still furrowed: "Xinghe, there should be very few talismans like yours left."

Mu Xinghe nodded: "There are only two left."

Wen Xingze's expression softened slightly, as if he was relieved, and said in a low voice: "Then you two can leave if you can."

Mu Xinghe hugged himself suddenly, with a look of horror on his face: "This talisman is so rare, I don't want to waste three a day!"

Wen Xingze paused, and wanted to persuade him again, but Mu Xinghe smiled, and then he patted Wen Xingze on the shoulder, and said, "I gave that talisman to the child because we are confident that we can delay until someone comes to rescue us." We—my abilities are quite useful, so there is no need to drive me away."

Mu Xinghe had already pinched the blank talisman in his hand, but at this moment Zhong Zijin took a step forward and blocked him. He hadn't spoken just now, and now his sharp sword was out of its sheath, protecting Mu Xinghe and Wen Xingze.

"someone is coming."

Mu Xinghe was startled, he has been surrounded by the Qingfeng Jue all the time, he has a very keen sense of true energy, but he hardly feels it at all!

Accompanied by Zhong Zijin's words, a figure slowly came through the air. It was a man as thin as a bamboo pole, dressed in a black robe, the upper half of his face was covered by the shadow of the hood, and the remaining half of his face As if painted with white paste, it was abnormal dead white, he appeared in front of Zhong Zijin, lowered his head slightly, and a smile appeared on his face like a piece of white paper being torn from the middle: "It feels good."

Mu Xinghe only heard his heart beating wildly out of order, holding the talisman in his hand but he couldn't make any movements, he seemed to be frozen here, with boundless dark clouds pressing down on his mind, what can he do? No tricks, no system can work at all.

Every part of his body seemed to be filled with dark clouds, and under the weight of the thick clouds, he could hardly breathe, and his heart was squeezed so that there was no room for movement.And between the black clouds rubbing against each other, there seemed to be bursts of thunder flashing, which made his heart jump with fear and pain.

Mu Xinghe hadn't felt such fear for a long time.

Fear... even despair.He had tasted this feeling before, that was when he faced the person who had killed this physical body, when Shen Xiu's realm suppression and killing intent forced him together.At that moment, he discovered for the first time that the little cleverness that accompanied him through thorns and thorns was ultimately useless under the suppression of absolute power.

Now he is no longer that fledgling Taoist cultivator who only knows a few small skills, but he is still the same as before, unable to do anything!

He couldn't move, he was in a state of oppression, the fear was accompanied by powerless anger, and death was imminent, so he could only try his best to calm down, looking for a chance to come back that almost didn't exist.

The thin and gloomy man stared at Zhong Zijin, his tone was slow and strangely stiff: "It just happened to miss Jianxin. I found it."

Mu Xinghe sensed the meaning behind those words, and his scalp was numb. He wanted to shout out loudly, but strangely, he couldn't exert any strength, and couldn't make a sound.

But the man quickly looked away, and he slowly walked towards Mu Xinghe. He was obviously shriveled, but every step he took made the ground tremble, and the devilish energy surged wildly, pressing towards Mu Xinghe, shaking him almost To vomit.

That person leaned over, his cheeks were almost touching Mu Xinghe, his breath was cold, with a little dampness, like some kind of underground creature, his nostrils moved slightly, and he was breathing hard.Mu Xinghe felt his cold sweat drip down drop by drop.

"A nasty smell," the man stood upright, blocking the skylight, looking out of the black mist, his stiff face showed a clearly visible disgust, "more nasty smells are coming soon."

After that sentence, the speed of that person's actions increased visibly to the naked eye, but at the same time, Mu Xinghe could feel the surrounding black fog shrinking inward, his heart seemed to be squeezed so that the blood supply had stopped, and his limbs were shattered. cold.

... If this continues, he may really die.

Even if Mu Xinghe was beaten to death, he didn't want to sit and wait for death. Even though his body was almost out of his control, his meridians were filled with aura that didn't belong to him. of fear.

He felt a pulse of true energy, which was still swimming with difficulty, just like the spirit he was struggling to sustain.

The man walked up to Zhong Zijin, his eyes were covered by shadows, and he couldn't see the specific expression clearly: "You, follow me. You are a sacrifice, otherwise, they will die."

"...Damn you ass."

That shout was ferocious, but his voice was extremely weak. It sounded behind Zhong Zijin. Mu Xinghe tried his best to say this. The paper was burning, and the faint blue flame wrapped around his hand, showing a somewhat strange appearance. Green smoke curled up, and several strange shikigami fell down along with the smoke.

A girl in a pink hood with horns and tall clogs, a woman with a bird feather umbrella sword, a giant in armor with a blurred face, a child with a blue will-o'-the-wisp, and a monster with many eyes on the clouds. ——Peach Blossom Demon, Guhuo Bird, Terracotta Warriors, Zashiki Doji, Red Tongue.

Such a lineup is not what he wants, but that's all he can do at the moment - he has used a lot of willpower to be able to move, and if he wants to choose shikigami according to his best lineup, he can't support it at all!After all, there is not enough time for him to think about the crisis, to replace Yuhun, and to arrange his troops well, so he can only do it cheaply!

The terracotta warrior raised his hand, about to release his taunt.

His body was like a rock, standing in front of Mu Xinghe, but at this moment the man in black just slightly raised his hand, and in just a moment, the terracotta warriors turned into flying smoke and scattered in all directions.

Mu Xinghe suffocated for breath, a tingling pain came from the bottom of his heart, and then he watched his Peach Blossom Demon, Guhuo Bird, Red Tongue, and Zashiki Warji disappear one by one, and he didn't even have the strength to resist at all.

——That was his shikigami, the shikigami who accompanied him through countless difficulties and defeated many difficult opponents, but at this moment, he couldn't do anything and disappeared under the hands of others.

And he himself can't do anything!

The death of the shikigami also caused a lot of loss of his true energy. The man obviously did not move, but Mu Xinghe felt that his throat was being strangled, and his breathing was almost stagnant.

However, he saw Wen Xingze walking out.

Mu Xinghe can go all out and give it a try under heavy pressure, so can Wen Xingze.

It is even said that Wen Xingze is harder and harder than him, and wants to do more.

He walked very slowly.His whole body was covered in sweat, his clothes were almost soaked, and all the blood on his face was gone. His breath was light and messy, as if it would die at any moment.He has been so weak and struggling so much, yet he still straightened his waist, like a bamboo in the wind, it will not break no matter what.

Standing in front of the man in black, Wen Xingze looked up, his lips lost color, but he tried to speak calmly: "I also have Jian Xin, why don't you ask me to go."

"You... the heart of the sword is lacking," the man in black pondered for a moment, "but it just so happens that it's better to add something when smelting."

When Zhong Zijin heard the word "smelting", his pupils constricted. He did not know where the power came from, broke through many restrictions, and stretched out his hand to grab Wen Xingze in front of him: "Don't go! I'll go!"

Everyone said that he was blessed by heaven, even if he was destined to die, he might not be able to escape from birth.But his senior brother has always been an unlucky person, not lucky in anything.

Zhong Zijin hopes that everyone in the world will love him, and hope that everything goes well for him, but Zhong Zijin only knows how to do swordsmanship, and can do nothing for him. He pretends to be happy when he sees him unhappy, and never stops when he sees him struggling every step of the way. , but at least——the choice between life and death, he shouldn't tell his brother to give up on his own initiative!

However, he saw Wen Xingze turn around and smiled at him.They were very close, and one could clearly see how the pain caused by those confronting forces was lurking under his skin, so that smile seemed particularly bleak.But only those eyes are the same as before, gentle and quiet, like a lake.

"Be good."

That was his last consciousness.

Mu Xinghe watched in a daze as Wen Xingze's clean hand knife landed on the back of Zhong Zijin's neck, and then Zhong Zijin fell straight on him. Mu Xinghe himself had no strength, and now that he was carrying a little weight, his whole body also fell down. down.

He sat on the ground, looking up helplessly, and after Wen Xingze's actions, his breath was so weak that it was almost undetectable.

The man in black grinned again, showing a stiff smile.He clasped his hands in the air.

Mu Xinghe saw that Wen Xingze was shattering.

There was no blood, but it was indeed split open in front of him, and it was chopped into pieces.The hid funny gold sword fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Wen Xingze's eyes were full of blood, and they were no longer what they used to be.

The young man with a straight figure and holding a long sword turned into powder like this, shattered inch by inch, and fell inch by inch into the hands of the man in black, before disappearing in front of him.

Mu Xinghe's eyes were wide open, he didn't want to look any more, but he was powerless to move.He felt blood in his heart, bursting with the disappearance of the boy, but at this moment, he could only watch helplessly!

The man in black collected the powder in his hands, condensed it into a faint blue spot, and put it in his sleeve.

But the man in black did not leave, and was still watching Mu Xinghe.

Shadows covered his eyes.

"I shouldn't wake up, the injury is still not healed. You are close to someone you shouldn't be close to, implicating cause and effect," the man in black said slowly, without any emotion in his tone, just explaining a fact to Mu Xinghe, "I woke up too , you go to die too."

Then the man in black turned around and ignored Mu Xinghe. A door made of black mist opened in front of him, and he walked in. The black mist disappeared with his figure.

Those terrifying coercion slowly dissipated, but the black mist around the island also approached step by step, carrying the same suffocating breath.

Not a single blade of grass grows on the island, nor are there any birds or beasts, only the sound of the wind resembling crying among the rocks.

The power slowly returned to Mu Xinghe's body as the coercion went away, but his body was still icy cold, as if a fire had burned his heart to ashes.

He watched the black mist approaching, and slowly closed his eyes that he hadn't blinked since just now, he let out a sigh of pain, and took out the only two remaining talismans, one Put one in his hand, one in Zhong Zijin's, pass on the true energy, activate the spell together, and leave this place that he may never want to look back for the rest of his life.

However, shortly after he left, someone set foot on the island, and the black mist steamed up, forming thick clouds and falling black raindrops.

Those chaotic rocks flew around, were split, crushed, and finally turned into rubble.

The man pointed his sword at the ground, his voice was cold and full of killing intent: "Where is the man?"

What responded to him was a series of stiff and distant laughter: "Cause and effect are entangled, causing harm to the world. It's all gone. This is your destiny."

Hua Xiangrong watched the changing situation on the island from afar, but the smile on his face was gone.It was a sadness and solemnity rarely seen in front of her.

"It's over... something big happened. It's not just today..."

Mu Xinghe's close distance talisman did not transport him and Zhong Zijin to the vast ocean, but stopped at a certain shore.Zhong Zijin still hadn't woken up, Mu Xinghe leaned against the tree, staring blankly at the sea and sky in the distance.

He felt his heart being held tightly by someone, and he could hardly breathe.There are many voices in my head, very messy.Some laughed at him, some scolded him, and his confident words to Zhong Zijin before he left and Wen Xingze's old jokes almost pushed him to the edge of a cliff.

Those voices were about to explode his brain, but he couldn't make any sound himself.

He wanted those dark tides to swallow him up.

After a long time, he saw someone standing in front of him.His hair was still like crows and his sleeves were as white as snow, but at this moment he couldn't feel the joy of seeing him before.

Shen Xiu looked at him, and he had no time to read the emotions in those plain expressions.

"Do not blame you."

He heard Shen Xiu speak softly.

For the first time, Mu Xinghe felt that speaking was so difficult, as if a heavy weight was hanging in his throat, and his voice was unexpectedly bitter: "...that person said, because I was too close to you."

Shen Xiu almost knelt down in front of him to touch him, but those words were like a high wall erected between them, blocking his movements so that he could not continue to move.Mu Xinghe put his arms around his knees in a very defensive gesture.

Shen Xiu was still looking at him, the light in his eyes seemed to be chopped into pieces repeatedly, but he just looked at him.

Finally, Shen Xiu looked away, and her voice had the texture of ice and jade clashing, and the ice and snow were about to melt and become unstable, as if it was about to shatter at any time and turn into flowing water: "This is the truth. The things between you and me have never been related. Let’s cause trouble together.”

"I will stay away from you." Mu Xinghe whispered.He no longer looked at Shen Xiu, but buried his head in his knees, only his turbulent breathing could reveal his current emotions.

"Okay." Shen Xiu replied lightly.He's always been like this, always has been like this.Mu Xinghe asked him many reasonable and unreasonable demands, and most of his responses were the same as today.

The boy's breathing gradually stabilized, and the boy's voice was clear and clear, but at the moment it was very bitter and difficult: "I will still find you. You have to wait for me, wait for me for a while. Wait for me to become stronger. Wait for me."