The Alchemist God

The sharp edge of the Xingchen Sword whirled at high speed, forming a very sharp spiral vortex, as if it could pierce through it. Although Yang Li possessed the ability of the divine wall, he was naturally unwilling to take the risk himself, so he quickly smashed his head Swinging, barely dodging the blade, but the fiery power generated by the star sword still tore apart the divine wall beside Yangli's cheek. It was a great shame and humiliation for a god king!

court death!

Yang Li broke his drink, lifted the ice sword and smashed the Star Sword, and the wind whistled past his ears. Lin Muyu held a seemingly inconspicuous dagger in his hand, and slashed towards Yang Li's neck. It was the Magic Sound Knife!

For a moment, Yang Li complained endlessly in his heart, his own strength was absolutely superior to Lin Muyu, but this kid was like a desperate Saburo, his moves had no palm skills at all, but his moves were deadly. How could he be in a martial arts competition? It was like fighting, completely fighting with wild beasts.

when!

The wrist guard on Yangli's wrist forcibly blocked the attack of the magic sound knife, and raised his foot to hit Lin Muyu's abdomen.

One kick is simple, but the wave of gods contained in this kick is not simple!

And, fifty-seven waves!

Boom!

The speed of the king of gods is not lost to Lin Muyu at all, and this kick is very old-fashioned.

Lin Muyu vomited blood instantly, but a gourd vine also quietly lingered on the other leg of the king of the gods. Lin Muyu and the martial soul were originally one, and the gourd vine quickly pulled back, raising its iron fist to linger on the flames The power of the law punched Yang Li's chin, and Yang Li was pulled out of balance by the gourd vine, so he couldn't escape, he was really punched!

Boom!

The golden light splashed, this ruthless punch did not penetrate the divine wall, but it also caused Yang Li to grunt in pain, his jaw was almost dislocated, he grabbed Lin Muyu's arm with his left hand, and formed an elbow posture with his right hand. Up and down is an attack!

With a muffled snort, Lin Muyu's shoulder blades seemed to have been shattered. Every light attack by Yang Li was accompanied by fifty-seven waves of shock. Naturally, Lin Muyu felt uncomfortable. He was knocked down by an elbow and knelt on the frozen stream During the process, his knees smashed the ground into a big pit. Looking up, Lin Muyu concentrated almost all his strength on his right fist, and punched Yang Li's abdomen!

Five Obsidian and Eight Desolation!

Fifth Yao gathered all the divine power from all directions at one point, and this point was Lin Muyu's fist. When the Seven Luminaries profound energy contained in the fist exploded, Yang Li couldn't help but sweeten his throat, and he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood.

No, hold back!

As a god king, you must not lose this person!

Yang Li tried his best to protect his body, his abdomen was hit continuously, and the divine wall had already started to crack, so he suddenly opened his hands and grabbed Lin Muyu's shoulders, and threw it out forcefully!

Boom!

Lin Muyu's body was heavily embedded in the rocky mountain beside him, shaking unceasingly.

Seven tricks! Eight tricks! Nine tricks! Ten tricks!

Not far away, the upright Huang also shouted loudly: Master Yangli God, you have passed ten moves, is that kid dead?

Yang Li frowned and looked at the big hole on the mountain wall. Although Lin Muyu was very embarrassed, he could still feel his aura. This kid was just injured, not dead enough.

No, it's his fate!

Yang Li said in a cold voice, Let's go, let him go today.

yes!

A group of celestial gods disappeared in the blink of an eye.

...

In the deep pit in the mountain wall, Lin Muyu held a group of stars in his left hand. The Qiyao Xingchang had already condensed half. As long as Yang Li dared to come, he would greet him directly, but he was a little disappointed that Yang Li took a group of gods away. It seemed that he had no intention of killing himself at all.

After dissipating the power of the stars, he leaned on the star sword and walked out of the rubble in a state of embarrassment. The armor of King Qin he was wearing had been beaten to pieces in the fierce battle. It seemed that he should change into another set. His shoulders and abdomen were injured. Yes, Yangli's fifty-seventh wave is really powerful, and it's really beyond the reach of ordinary people!

At this moment, there was the sound of flapping wings in the air, it was a blue bird, and Qing Yu came here!

Lin Muyu smiled slightly, stretched out his arms to let Qing Yu fall on it, and said, What's wrong?

Qingyu chirped, as if she was very concerned about her master's safety.

A few seconds later, a blood-red crack was torn open in the front, and Ouyang Yan walked back in a fiery red body. Seeing Lin Muyu's miserable appearance, she couldn't help being taken aback: Why is this happening? Who is it?

Yangli, do you know him?

Yang Li? Ouyang Yan stepped forward, supported Lin Muyu's arm, let him hug her shoulder for strength, and frowned slightly: This name sounds familiar, but it doesn't seem to be the god of the Eastern Heaven Realm.

Well, it is said to be from the Northern Heaven Realm.

North Heaven Realm? Ouyang Yan squinted her eyes: Remember, I met this person in a God King Competition more than 3,000 years ago. A God King who can perfectly control the law of frost was favored by many people at that time. One must be able to cultivate a master god and become the master of the law of frost!

He won't. Lin Muyu grinned miserably.

Why not?

Because I will kill him before he becomes the main god.

Yo, I've never seen someone with your name. It's a shame to be beaten up like this. For a supreme god like you, I am convinced. Ouyang Yan said with a pretty smile.

Lin Muyu glanced at her, feeling a little embarrassed. After being with her for a long time, it seems that each of these gods will be affected, and they have no integrity. This is the case with the Seven Luminaries Devil Emperor, and the same is true for Ouyang Yan, but speaking of it, these two people originally There is no morals.

Go quickly, go back to heal your wounds, I just left you for a short while and this happened. Ouyang Yan still cared about this new friend.

After returning to the Longdan camp, Wei Chou, Situ Sen, Situ Xue and others were all shocked, and they sent medicines and so on. Speaking of it, the medical skills are much better than Lin Muyu herself. After all, Lin Muyu is only good at refining medicine, but almost knows nothing about medical skills.

After applying the medicine and bandaging, the next few days must basically be spent in bed. Situ Xue, the housekeeper, also strictly ordered Lin Muyu not to drink horses privately in the future, claiming that there is plenty of water in the Gendan camp, which is enough to drink for a lifetime while walking on the snow. .

The Long Dan Battalion has 100,000 troops stationed in the area of ​​Tongtian City, and they are all elites. Their strength lies here. Even a god king like Yang Li must be wary of the power of the Long Dan Battalion. After all, a god can easily kill A cultivator under the sanctuary, but in the face of endless battle formations and sharp arrows, there is still a possibility of being killed. Once the power is exhausted, the only difference between a god and a mortal is the state of mind. .

...

The night is quiet, and a little bit of starlight in Tongtian Gorge is dancing in the grass and jungle, it is a firefly. Tang Xiaoxi was still sitting on the window sill, looking at the fireflies flying up and down in the distance, she couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable. She seemed to no longer remember who she was, and... It was said that King Yangli and others went to kill Lin Muyu, and she felt a little uncomfortable. Worrying for no reason.

Boom...

There was a knock on the door, and it was Feng Ning'er's voice: Xiao Xi, can I come in?

Um.

Feng Ning'er pushed the door and entered, with a mysterious smile on her face, said: I have inquired, Lin Muyu is fine, he is only seriously injured, and King Yang Li did not intend to kill him.

What are you telling me? Tang Xiaoxi looked at her quietly, and said, Lin Muyu is my opponent. I don't care about his life or death. If Yang Li really kills him, I will be happy for the Protoss.

Is that true?

Feng Ning'er giggled, gently supported Tang Xiaoxi's pair of snowy legs, tilted her head to look at her beautiful face under the moonlight, and said with a smile: If it wasn't for caring about him, I'm afraid you would have fallen asleep by now?

I……

Tang Xiaoxi wanted to explain, but all explanations seemed so weak.

Feng Ning'er seemed to see through her, and said with a smile: Xiao Xi, if you really want to know who you are and want to find yourself back, you must face your heart and face your true self bravely.

I... Tang Xiaoxi said with a gloomy gaze, I don't want to know who I am anymore.

Why? Feng Ning'er asked in astonishment.

Tang Xiaoxi's voice was unspeakably calm: I lost my memory and couldn't remember everything before, and the depths of my consciousness told me that I must obey the Holy Master, so...the Holy Master is a person who controls me, Since he controls me, he must be my enemy, and regardless of my intentions, I must have hurt many close relatives, so I don't want to think about who I am, and would rather die here.

Feng Ning'er stood there in shock, Tang Xiaoxi sitting on the window sill was far wiser than she imagined, she might have seen everything through, but she just didn't want to wake up.

You should be glad you didn't kill Lin Muyu. Feng Ning'er murmured.

Why?

Because you were originally as close as lovers.

Lover...

Tang Xiaoxi remained silent, and after a while, said: Ning'er, you go back first, I'm tired and going to sleep.

Well, have a good sleep, let's talk about tomorrow's business tomorrow.

After Feng Ning'er left, Tang Xiaoxi didn't go to sleep. How could she sleep at such a night?

...

After a long time, a ray of light in the night sky danced spiritually in the mountains and forests, approaching little by little, as if being summoned, not long after, fireflies flocked to Tang Xiaoxi's window.

Fireflies... Tang Xiaoxi stared blankly at the entire patch of fireflies.

But I saw these fireflies flying in groups, condensed into a human shape, and suddenly dispersed, an old man stood in the air, surrounded by divine power and light, with a smile on his old and hale face: Master Xi , how have you been all these years?