Cultivate with an African God

The villains are still sleeping in the Palace of Bliss during the day, and only at night is their time of bliss.

The palace has not yet heard about the young master's (other people's) blood on the streets, rioting in Feng's courtyard, and breaking into the moonlight.

"This 'young lord'...had done a great thing last night." The Palace of Bliss lives in the dark, and candles are lit even in the daytime. The words are weird.

There is a person lying under his feet, his posture is obedient, but there is a cynical smile on his face: "This person is not simple."

It's really not that simple.At first, like everyone else, he suspected the key people of all forces who could be named, and the young master was among them.But this young master has never done anything, and always just wandered around. After all, these two people did not attract too much attention from others, until the dye smoke in the red sleeve tower died, and they were the ones who had been there that day.The two who exposed their identities attracted wave after wave of attackers, and finally Feiyun Yinzhuang disappeared, leaving no one alive.

It is probably only now that people realize that they were actually led into a trap by the young master.

If they didn't kill Ranyan and leave traces that day, I'm afraid no one else would pay much attention to them.And even though they aroused everyone's suspicion and seemed to be exposed, they were actually intentional.

No matter the benefit or the form, people will find a way to go to the young lord's mansion to find out. Unfortunately, the young lord is waiting for them to come and become his own food.

The final result is that the young master is full of money, disbands Feiyun Yinzhuang, and floats away by himself, disappearing into the sea of ​​people. People have to beware of this monster that devours many opponents.

The more he thought about it, the more he found it interesting, and he couldn't help clapping his hands and laughing: "He even thought about when to expose it—even if he didn't expose it, Feiyun Yinzhuang would not be able to keep it!"

"He's right, the plague is bound to attack, no one can survive, even if he wants to defend to the death, the people under him will definitely not be of the same mind," he raised his head slightly, looked at the man sitting above him, the corners of his lips curled up, "The Bliss Palace is about to lose its hold. Is the Palace Master willing to take his apprentice away? Or...plan to kill me here? You may not be able to kill me outside, but it's easy in the dead city."

"You know when my best chance will be," the palace lord held up his chin impatiently, and the candles in the Palace of Bliss could not illuminate the eyes of the person in front of him, "I tried repeatedly, what are you afraid of?" ?”

The Palace Master had never understood the person in front of him, no matter how embarrassing the situation the person fell into, he did not feel at a loss, as if he would not have such emotions as shame and resentment.But now in the city of the dead, life and death are always mentioned, making him irritable.

"I'm afraid of being abandoned by you," he was so irritable, but the man laughed more cheerfully and more arrogantly. His last two words were put down lightly, with a hint of teasing, "Master."

The palace lord let go as if losing interest.

He really didn't understand, and he didn't want to understand again.In short, for people like them, "heart trace" is nothing, and strength is the criterion for measuring everything.

He leaned on his seat, thinking about the current situation.However, there was a voice that traveled through the underground palaces and echoed repeatedly.

Those words were very inexplicable.

"The gangsters in the Palace of Bliss, listen to me! You are surrounded! Be lenient when you confess, and be strict when you resist. Put down the butcher knife, become a Buddha immediately, and convert to my Sun Moon God Sect!"

"What the hell……"

When the Palace Master saw that there were only two people who broke in, and they were still talking about surrounding them, he felt even more in his heart that this was something.Astonished astonished, they all understood who the other party was—it was the young master they were talking about before.

And the people sitting under the seat also stood up slowly, and shouted: "What are you still doing in a daze, protect the Palace Master!"

For a while, whips, iron hooks, darts, and bone claws appeared in the hall. I don't know when the poisonous fog rose in the hall, and it was almost impossible to see.Mu Xinghe raised his head. In the mist, he saw the palace master raised his arm, and the lion-like tattoo on his hand was shining.

The scorching red light condensed into a male lion, fluttering in the air, which was clearly an illusion, but there was a roar, which made the wooden blocks and adobe rustle down, and the ground trembled for a while.

The swordsman, dressed in black and with black hair, strode forward quickly, striking three points with his sword, trying to break through the lion's shadow, but saw a few wisps of smoke entangled the steel long sword like dense spider webs, and the man who looked like a servant chuckled lightly: " My master gave it to him, and your opponent is me."

After a battle, the Bliss Palace fought the attacker evenly with the convenience of the terrain and the number of people. The Young Master's talisman waved out, turning into a whirlwind, dust filled the sky, invisible objects, he took the opportunity to reach out and pull The swordsman pulled out the battle formation, but he himself stood on the lampstand and looked down at them: "Mo Xun, Mo Yu-jun, do you dare to agree to my call!"

At that moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Mu Xinghe felt as if there was a cloud being pushed away in front of him, and a little bit of consonance went straight to his heart, as if there was a divine help in his hand, it seemed to be holding a fatal blow.But in an instant, the clouds gathered again, and his power disappeared into the air.

Mu Xinghe and Zhong Zijin had tried to call each other's real names before, and understood what it was like to truly see through others. It was definitely not such a fleeting opportunity, but to master all weaknesses, break through many obstacles and directly point to the true spirit.

What's wrong?

——He should have been right in the first place, these two people were indeed Mo Yujun and Mo Xun, otherwise it wouldn't feel like the fog had dispersed again, and compared to before, he might be lacking in a wide and uncertain target range.

His guess is based on several reasons: first, it is known that the people in the dead city are related to each other, and the enemy may be someone he has come into contact with before; Three, he is a famous Taoist cultivator, and Zhong Zijin is also a famous sword cultivator. The Mozong's way of doing things is different from them, so they rarely bump into each other. Man, this doesn't happen very often.

He tried to call out names to individual people, but found that nothing had changed.While running, he signaled Zhong Zijin to call out another name to the same person, but there was still no change.

At this time, he finally discovered the full nature of the real name.

First of all, you must target a single person and call out the name of the other person-if you call out a name to a group of people, you may be able to guess it correctly, but it may not necessarily produce the effect of seeing through; secondly, the effect of seeing through is for a target It can only take effect once in a period of time, just like he was seen through before, but his real name could be revealed by Zhong Zijin soon after, but now Zhong Zijin calls out his name, but it has no effect anymore.

Mu Xinghe noticed this, and while the people were still blinded by the whirlwind, he quickly escaped from the confines of the palace. He ran away, and his tone was still arrogant: "Next time I will seriously compete with you!"

The people from the Bliss Palace wanted to chase after them, but they were completely gone.

Mu Xinghe had already pulled Zhong Zijin away, and he patted Zhong Zijin on the shoulder: "Not enough? Next time, don't be afraid of revealing your identity, and use all your strength to deal with them. However, they didn't reveal their full strength."

Zhong Zijin looked a little gloomy, and nodded without saying anything.

Mu Xinghe was still thinking about the problem and didn't pay attention to Zhong Zijin's abnormality.

Although the test was completed this time, an opportunity was wasted.Next time, if we can see each other again, let's stop by and test whether the same person can repeat his real name to the same target!

His eyes were as bright as countless stars: "But I'm very happy... If it is Mo Xun, the origin of this matter is likely to be the Dao Discussion Conference back then!"

It's just that there is still a doubt about this question-who are those names he doesn't recognize? He doesn't seem to have the impression that they have been to the Dao Discussion Conference.

But it doesn't matter, maybe the problem can be solved when we arrive at Fengge, Chonglou.

After Mu Xinghe paid homage to Yuezhao Remnant Tower and Bliss Palace, his next destination was Chonglou Fengge.However, to his surprise, Jiu Que in the Phoenix Pavilion of Chonglou is really the owner of the pavilion, but he is really not in the building as his subordinates said.

In the palace city, a woman's red gauze was draped over her white clothes, and the embroidered golden phoenix was about to fly. She held the note in her hand and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"I think I was used by the young master instead."

She said so, but she was in a good mood, crushed the note and scattered it in the wind.

Her eyelashes trembled, and there was a smile in her eyes.

If this matter can be successfully resolved, she can get many, many things she wants.

Tried all the tricky subjects one by one, Mu Xinghe didn't solve the previous problems after all, but he also has no time to explore now.Time is running out, he must enter the palace today, and the remaining potential opponents can be dealt with separately, and leave as soon as the matter is over.

"Do you still remember that the people we kill all have some characteristics of their own identities - scribes, swordsmen, government servants, prostitutes, merchants... We people have identities, and each of us should have identities I have a little connection with myself, so there are some special professions—such as witches and priests, so I don’t need to test them, just start directly. There are other identities that I have never seen before, so I might as well try them out.”

After finishing speaking, Mu Xinghe had a jade pendant wrapped around his hands, and he clapped Zhong Zijin's hands, and put the jade pendant into his palm: "I wish you good luck, let's split up."

After Mu Xinghe and Zhong Zijin parted, they still killed all directions, and it could even be said that they were touching porcelain everywhere. In the end, no one appeared in front of him, making Mu Xinghe very lonely.The young master had nowhere to go, so he had to wander to the Colosseum in boredom.

Even dignitaries, feeling the constant death around them at this moment, probably have no interest in seeking pleasure.But the Colosseum never closed.Mu Xinghe thought that the elder might tell him that the best opportunity to make a fortune was not long after people knew that there was no way out and fell into madness, and he might be condemned for ruining Feiyun Yinzhuang's hard work, but he didn't expect him to be rich today. As soon as he entered, he saw the old man lying in a pool of blood.

All the beasts were locked in the pen, growling and biting each other.

There was blood-stained writing on the ground: Come to me.

The hungry beast smelled the smell of the stranger, and it was almost crazy to pounce on him. The fence was hit by the beast, and the ground trembled.At the same time, Mu Xinghe heard the sound of gates closing, and the sky outside was cut off. Mu Xinghe turned his head, but saw that the gate of the Colosseum was closed tightly.

He lured you into the urn last night, but he didn't want someone to wait for him to enter the urn today.

Mu Xinghe just turned his head back, but at this moment the precarious fence broke due to the impact of the beast. The fence fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of bloody dust, and the stench of the beast became stronger. And the especially vicious eyes were staring at him, they were rushing towards him!

However, at this moment, Mu Xinghe only had one person in his eyes.

The man had a vicissitudes of face and a stooped figure. He sat among the beasts and stared at him.

That's the beast tamer of the Colosseum.

Mu Xinghe has seen the speed at which wild beasts prey on others, and now he does not dare to neglect. As soon as his formula is knotted, his body suddenly becomes faster.He was holding a talisman in his hand vigilantly, but now he discarded it because of the formula. At this moment, his true energy has been circulated to the extreme, and his body skills have also been improved to the extreme!

Wind body cloud body and beast power, who can be stronger?

Mu Xinghe has no time to think!

He has passed the beast, and he is in front of the animal trainer!

Catch the thief first catch the king!

The tamer was still watching him.There was no fluctuation in his face and expression.Eyes staring straight ahead.

No matter how fast Mu Xinghe was, it was impossible for him to remain unresponsive.

Only the dead will not respond.

Amidst the sound of the wind and the roar of the beast, Mu Xinghe keenly heard a chuckle.

"I made a mistake, and I will be punished." The voice behind him was still childish, but it was cold because of its strange softness.

It was a child who was only seven or eight years old. His face hadn't grown, especially immature, but his expression carried a haze that didn't match his age. Standing beside the wounded lion, he was extremely dangerous.

And behind him, a woman with black hair and white skin, whose aura was as cold as snow, was suspended in the air, and fine cherry blossoms and snowflakes fell from her pale hands.

Mu Xinghe turned his head and smiled, with a different kind of joy in his eyes: "I am looking for you."

The beast had turned around and attacked him again, and he smiled as before.

The Colosseum itself was the place where he came to hunt. Since the owner of the Colosseum was not a living person, the identity of the living person hidden in the Colosseum should be the animal trainer.However, when he saw the line of blood, he knew that this hide-and-seek behavior was not done by the animal trainer, and it was more likely to be the son of the animal trainer who met by chance!

So Mu Xinghe pretended to attack, but actually put down the talisman paper to summon Shikigami, relaxing the opponent's vigilance.

But at this moment, facing the group of beasts, Mu Xinghe jumped, stood on the fence that hadn't fallen down, and looked down at the child: "You may not believe me, but I'm also from the Summoning Department."

The child's pupils constricted, and he lost his voice: "You are—"

Snow and ice covered the entire Colosseum.

The capital became more and more lifeless, Mu Xinghe went outward, and the farther away from the center of the capital, the more intense the atmosphere of decay became. Now, from a distance, this place is already a dead place, the blue miasma billows in the distance, and the low buildings are silent.But not nobody.Those people kept running, thinking that they could escape the city covered by the shadow of death by crossing the poisonous fog, but in fact, many people were struggling forward from the opposite direction of them—even their two sides His legs could no longer move, and he dragged himself forward with his bleeding palms, leaving bloodstains on the ground.

Mu Xinghe was able to predict the loss of people caused by the poisonous fog through their state, and understood that most people could no longer escape.Even Mu Xinghe would feel that fortunately, even if these people were not dead souls, they lacked souls, otherwise it would really be a purgatory on earth.

Mu Xinghe found Zhong Zijin in the alley.

The capital city gradually became noisy from the silence of death, the sounds of disputes and fights were heard endlessly, and desperate cries kept coming and going, but the alley was so quiet that there was no life at all.

The sky was dim, Zhong Zijin was leaning against the wall, and he was in a bit of a panic. He was tearing off the corner of his clothes to wrap up the wound, and there was no luster in his eyes.When he heard the voice and saw the person coming, his guard quickly melted. He leaned against the wall and said in a low voice, "I didn't kill him."

"You're right, that's a Taoist priest, there's no need to test him at all, when he was wandering around the edge of the poisonous fog, I stopped him.

"He looks about 50 to [-] years old, dressed in Taoist robes, holding a spirit-calling banner... He walks on the edge of the poisonous fog, can revive the dead, summon ghosts and corpses, and keep attacking me. His movements are not fast, But I couldn't find a chance from his actions. His technique was full of corpses, and I felt that my movements were getting slower and slower, and my thoughts could not keep up with the sword technique. Then when I retreated, he used corpses and bones Formed into a formation of corpses and souls, intending to trap me in it, I dodged with Ling Fuyao, and the cloud shone brightly, so I was able to escape."

Zhong Zijin's description of his fighting process was a bit confusing, and there were occasional swordsmanship terms that Mu Xinghe couldn't understand, but Mu Xinghe still sensed the loss in his words, so he comforted him: "This is a very strong opponent, it should be a ghost cultivator, here It’s a dead person and a poisonous mist, he has a convenient location, maybe I can’t solve it together with you, it’s normal for you to find it difficult to deal with him—”

"No," Zhong Zijin suddenly raised his head and looked at him, with the dazedness and fragility in his tone that Mu Xinghe hadn't seen in him for a long time, "It's me... no, I can't tell when I fight against the weak, and I can't tell when I fight against him." When——and just now in the Palace of Bliss, I discovered...my ability has never improved since a certain time!"

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