Mrs. Fox is too serious!

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color and the wind was strong. .

Qing Ling's expression changed. She looked at Mu Chang hanging in mid-air, holding a long sword in her hand and closing her eyes tightly. She could only feel a huge wave of spiritual power overwhelming oppression.

Soon after hearing the news, Zijue Liu and a group of people came. They looked at the huge spiritual vortex that swept up beside Mu Shang, but they did not dare to approach.

Zijue caught a glimpse of Qingling who was hiding aside, and quickly frowned and asked, "Junior Sister Qingling, what's going on?"

Qingling stared at Mu Chang with straight eyes, and seemed extremely impatient with Zijue's question: "Are you blind? Senior sister is naturally breaking the formation."

Zijue was stunned for a moment, feeling slightly displeased, but at this moment he was not in the mood to blame Qing Ling for his disrespect. He stared at the ancient well at Mu Chang's feet that smelled strongly of blood, and said badly to himself.

The strong man at the side spat: "The methods of these monsters are becoming more and more sinister and cunning."

Apparently everyone has discovered the formation that the feet have been slowly activated, but everyone is inevitably panicked. There are not a few people who come to Minzhou to investigate, but no one has discovered such a strange and vicious creature underground. What about the blood array?

Liu Wen clenched his long sword and took a step forward, turned to look at Zijue, and asked eagerly, "Brother, do you want to help Senior Sister Mu protect the law?"

"I'm afraid we will disturb her instead, let's play it by ear." Zijue shook his head to stop Liu Wen.

Qing Ling glanced at him from the side, and smiled coldly.

Mu Chang formed her handprints at an extremely fast speed. After the long sword in her hand burst into blue light, she transformed into countless spiritual swords floating beside her, trembling in the void and making a weng cry.

Mu Chang swung his index and middle fingers together, and countless spirit swords slammed into the ancient well not far away with a sharp edge at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

Seeing that the sharp spirit sword was about to stab the ancient well, the next second there was a thumping sound in the ancient well, like the heartbeat of a huge beast, rhythmically and muffled, and then the mouth of the ancient well suddenly spewed upwards A stream of blood seemed to go straight into the sky.

The spirit sword that crashed into the blood waterfall was quickly corroded, and finally emitted a faint light and was completely swallowed up.

Mu Chang's face remained unchanged, she lowered her eyes slightly to look at the gradually clear human face between the rushing waterfall of blood, it was a man's face, pale and strange.

Everyone stared blankly at Mu Chang's seemingly powerful move that was silently dispelled. They all felt that the secret path was not good, and the blood gushing from the ancient well seemed endless. They slowly He lifted up the naked and pale man, until his whole body disappeared from the waterfall of blood.

That man was like the people who were killed in Minzhou, his whole body was stripped clean, and his whole body was covered in scarlet.

"What the hell is this?" The strong man beside Zijue stared straight at him, he swallowed, just looking at the scene in front of him made him numb all over.

None of the people had seen such a weird thing before. The man looked like a corpse or a living thing, with a fierce aura all over his body, and the oppressor couldn't help feeling flustered and frightened.

A thin, crooked casual cultivator with white hair and beard looked at the bloody man, his body trembled and his face showed fear, he took two steps back and hastily said: "Well, this ghost thing should invite three Send someone to come and surrender, let's... let's leave quickly."

The strong man turned his head and glared at him. Seeing that he was extremely flustered and frightened, he strode over with a twitch in his heart, grabbed the casual cultivator by the neck, squinted his eyes and said in a low voice, "Old ghost, do you know what this is?" ?”

"I...I don't know." The monk dodged his eyes, and hurriedly covered his neckline with his hands, trying to break free from the strong man's hold.

The strong man didn't let go, and his tone became more and more fierce: "I think you must know what the hell it is. If you dare to hide it, believe it or not, I will crush your head."

The monk blushed and turned pale, and hurriedly patted the strong man's hand and said, "OK, OK, let me tell you, let me go first."

After a while, the monk coughed and frowned and said, "Actually, I don't know if this thing is the Blood Bodhisattva."

"What is the Blood Bodhisattva?" Qing Ling asked curiously.

"My ancestral home is Minzhou." The monk said with his head down, and then said: "Blood Bodhisattva is actually just the name of the river god in Minzhou. In the past, there were often floods in Minzhou, and I drowned every time. There were few people, and later a lonely old man in the city claimed that he dreamed that the God of the River crossed him in a dream. people."

"The old man said that the river god looked very ugly, like a monster with his skin peeled off. To prevent floods, a man with good conduct was selected in the city to peel off his skin and throw him into the river as a sacrifice. god."

"It turned out to be a living sacrifice." Someone beside him sighed: "Could it be that this monster is really the Blood Bodhisattva you are talking about?"

Just when everyone was about to ask for some more details, suddenly someone pointed forward and shouted in a trembling voice: "Look, he opened his eyes!"

Everyone hurriedly turned their heads, only to see that the man who was covered in scarlet and had only one face finally opened his eyes, and under the opened eyelids, those pupils were also full of blood.The man slowly raised his head and looked at Mu Chang who was also hanging in the air not far away.

Zijue shook his head, he frowned and said, "How can the river god be regarded as an earth fairy, how could he be so fierce."

"That's not for sure." Qing Ling raised her eyebrows, looked at the ugly Blood Bodhisattva, sneered, then turned her head to look at Zijue, and then flew away with the sword, and soon appeared in Mu Shang beside.

Mu Chang's expression was solemn, she didn't take her eyes off Qing Ling's eyes, and scolded, "What are you doing here, go back."

"It's not just Senior Sister's business." Qing Ling stretched out her hand and waved it lightly, a blue circle suddenly lit up on her wrist, and then a few crisp tinkling sounds sounded, and a string of beautiful silver bells appeared on her wrist .

She looked up at Mu Chang, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of her lips: "Senior sister, this guy should be the Earth Immortal here, if you deal with it alone, you may have no chance of winning."

Mu Chang was very surprised: "Earth Immortal? Earth Immortal is also considered a fairyland? How can you be so fierce and bloodthirsty?"

Looking at the man in the distance who didn't actively attack the two and seemed to be in a daze, Qing Ling leaned into Mu Shang's ear and whispered: "Perhaps, he was just manipulated by someone using a blood curse."

When she said this, Qingling was very close, and Mu Chang was so focused on the man that she didn't notice that Qingling, who was close to her, took a deep breath between her neck after finishing speaking, and then the corner of her lips showed a hint of success. Secretly delighted.

"When will the Demon Cult have such a skill that even the Earth Immortal can control it?" If what Qing Ling said is true, then this fact is too weird. The River God can control water and his cultivation level is extremely high. The most humble earth immortal is still a fairy, and no one has ever dared to provoke him.

If the people of the Demon Cult controlled the Earth Immortal for some purpose, they would be too courageous

Qingling smiled meaningfully: "Senior sister, maybe some things in this world have been quietly changing for a long time."

After pondering for a while, Mu Chang frowned and said: "No matter what, if this formation is not broken, we may not be able to escape from Minzhou."

"I'll help Senior Sister break the formation." Qing Ling didn't retreat half a step, it seemed that she was going to fight side by side with Mu Chang.

Mu Chang turned her head to look at her, and the corners of her lips raised slightly to show a cold smile. She asked softly, "You said, if I deal with him alone, there is no chance of winning?"

Qingling was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "Although my senior sister has a high level of cultivation, the River God is already berserk after being hit by the blood curse, and this is on top of this blood formation."

"Today is the moon." Mu Chang seemed not to have heard Qing Ling's words, she raised her head and looked at the moonlight that was already shining faintly behind the slowly moving dark clouds.

The sudden sentence made Qingling startled, she didn't understand the meaning of Mu Shang's words, just when she was about to ask, there was a sudden sound of water from all around, and at the same time a strong smell of blood It's tangy.

Everyone raised their heads and looked around, only to see a high wall of blood surging up all around them. Wherever the overwhelming blood went, everything decayed into fly ash and was sucked into the wall of blood.

"The formation has been activated." Zijue took a deep breath, he clenched his long sword tightly and said, "Junior Brother Liu, let's help Junior Sister Mu."

The wall of blood surging around made Qingling look sideways. Before she could turn around, a strong spiritual energy suddenly surged around her, as if a force pushed her out. The dark cloud that covered the moon above finally dissipated, and the bright and clear moon like a jade plate hung in the air, casting white moonlight, illuminating the entire Minzhou city extraordinarily bright.

And under the moonlight, the walls of blood that appeared all around seemed more and more scarlet and strange.

Qingling was pushed away by the fluctuation of spiritual power beside Mu Chang, and the spiritual power bursting out from her body formed a huge circular spiritual shield, and Zijue and Liu Wen, who were about to come to support, stopped before they left .

Qingling was pushed far away, she looked at Mu Chang who was all white under the moonlight, pursed her lips, turned around and walked to the side of Zijue and the others.

"What is she going to do?" someone asked curiously.

"If you don't make a move, just wait and die." Several casual cultivators who followed the strong man saw the blood wall getting closer and closer behind them, and quickly sacrificed their magical weapons.

"Don't act rashly." Zijue reached out to stop them.

Someone snorted and scolded: "If all of us make a move together, there may be a glimmer of hope. What are you waiting for?"

Luckily, Zijue let go of his hands and let them go.

Everyone sacrificed their magic tools and rushed towards the blood bodhisattva floating above the ancient well, but they were forced back by a sudden gust of wind before they got close. The blood bodhisattva moved, and his scarlet eyes fixed Looking at Mu Chang, he raised his hand lightly, and the blood from the ancient well below him gushed out, swirling around his hand, and soon turned into a red whirlpool.

With a wave of the hand covered with muscles and veins, the blood-red vortex whizzed and charged towards Mu Shang viciously.

The bloody vortex quickly collided with the white spiritual shield in front of Mu Shang, and the evil spirit kept devouring the spiritual energy, and soon broke through the spiritual shield, and rushed straight to Mu Shang's face.

Everyone's complexion changed drastically, as if they could foresee that in the next second, this beautiful woman would be swallowed by the blood-red whirlpool until not even her bones remained.

However, when the huge red vortex involved Mu Shang, it stopped, and the yellow light gradually appeared from the blood color, followed by a violent cracking sound. The vortex was actually exploding It opened, and the splashed blood water seemed to splash around.

Mu Chang, who was in the center, was suspended in the air unscathed. She pointed to the sky with a long sword in her hand, closed her eyes and recited the formula silently.

Everyone just felt that the moon in the sky seemed to be getting brighter and brighter. The bright moonlight rushed like the long sword in Mu Shang's hand. Soon the sword in her hand became transparent, and a holy and strong light illuminated the surroundings. as day.

Zijue looked at the holy figure under the moonlight with astonishment, and was secretly startled.

Seeing that the attack he just had was obviously ineffective against Mu Chang, the Blood Bodhisattva frowned slightly as if he was a little surprised, then he stretched out his hands, and the blood gushing out from the ancient well became more and more, and soon formed a bloody The condensed long sword was extremely dark in color, and its fierce aura became stronger and stronger.

Everyone in front of him backed down one after another, the fierce aura could swallow up the aura, making people feel depressed and panicked.

Mu Chang opened her eyes, she held a long sword in the air, and quickly flew towards the Blood Bodhisattva, her figure was just a white light and shadow in the eyes of everyone.

The Blood Bodhisattva didn't expect that this woman would dare to rely on him. He waved his arms, and the gushing blood instantly enveloped him.

Everyone saw a white figure surrounded by a touch of blood. The invisible figure seemed to be swinging a sword. Every time the sword was drawn, it could split a hole in the blood shield beside the blood Bodhisattva, but it split quickly. The hole will be filled with new blood, as if all this is powerless.

The moon in the sky is getting brighter and brighter, and the light on Mu Chang's body is getting tighter and tighter. After such a stalemate battle, Mu Chang's figure not only did not slow down, but became faster and faster.

Soon, a golden light appeared amidst the white and red, and the blood sword in his hand hit a quaint bronze mirror exuding golden light. The golden light was in the blood, like a stab The sunlight that pierced the darkness pierced through the blood.

A puff of black smoke came out from the blood sword chopped on the bronze mirror, and quickly burned a gap in the blood sword. The face of the blood bodhisattva changed, and his figure quickly retreated, and Mu Chang followed closely.

While using the Kowloon ancient mirror to dispel the evil spirit, the long sword in his hand slashed towards the blood bodhisattva's chest. The white light cut a wound on the blood bodhisattva's chest. Even cut his heart open.

A few drops of extreme blood splashed out, and Mu Chang stepped back in a flash.

The blood bodhisattva raised his head to the sky and screamed, the blood beside him rushed into his body quickly, and the blood wall surrounding him collapsed, forming a sea of ​​blood, and poured into the ancient well.

The blood bodhisattva looked at Mu Chang fiercely, and his figure quickly turned into a puddle of blood and flowed into the sea of ​​blood, followed by those turbulent blood seas, all poured into the ancient well.

The people watching from afar were stunned, this woman repelled the Blood Bodhisattva all by herself.

"Senior Sister." Qingling didn't stop for a moment and quickly flew towards Mu Shang. She looked worriedly at Mu Shang who was silently holding his long sword and staring at Gujing.

"I'm fine." Mu Chang's face turned pale, she turned around coldly, sheathed her long sword and flew straight out of the city, followed by Qing Ling.

"Junior Sister Mu." Zi Jue and Liu Wen didn't dare to stay for a moment, and also chased after her.

Mu Chang's figure turned into a white light in midair, disappeared into the sky, and landed in a dense forest outside Minzhou City.

In the darkness, a pale hand was propped on the tree trunk beside her. Mu Shang Qingsi staggered and leaned against the tree. Her face was pale and she raised her head. Slowly slipped from the forehead.

A few drops of cold sweat fell from her pale face. After Mu Shang took a few breaths, she suddenly smiled at herself and said in a low voice, "Maybe I'm too proud."

After that, she listened carefully, but in the silence, she seemed to hear something, she shook her head: "If I let them take action, I'm afraid they will kill people for no reason. That's fine, but if you find the way , I’m afraid I’ll have to rest for a while.”

After she finished speaking, she remained silent for a long time, and the hand that was propped on the tree trunk slowly slipped down, holding the pendant hanging on her waist, and then she frowned and murmured: "No, I know she will be alive."