The Prodigal Son of the Mystical Sect

Chu Tianxiao thought leisurely: "According to the routine, the most commonly used skill of the little slaves is 'devouring'. They eat everything, and the more they eat, the stronger they become. This one is obviously no exception... But I replaced his golden finger that night and induced him to embark on the path of alchemy. Logically, his characteristic should have disappeared..."

"But in the end, it didn't. Instead, it got worse. He ate without any scruples and... became more crazy!"

"This shows that even if the golden finger is changed, some characteristics of the true son of destiny cannot be erased... They will still embark on the road they should embark on."

"But..."

Chu Tianxiao smiled when he thought of this: "If your luck rebound really falls on the reality of 'devouring', and you are already a master of Tongxuan realm, then I will still I really don't dare to come, but it's a pity that most of your luck has been led to alchemy by the modified script, so that you have made rapid progress in alchemy, but in this way of 'devouring'... it is full of loopholes! "

"Do you think it's amazing to advance to the upper realm of Mingyuan at the age of seventeen?"

Chu Tianxiao snorted: "Look at your superficial foundation. If you don't have any adventures in this life, you will only stay at this stage until you die."

"Everything is in my calculations. Do you think that the contract is my biggest reliance? Alas... Sure enough, the random change of the script has caused the IQ of this destined son to be problematic. It seems that this kind of thing will have to be done again in the future... if there is a chance. "

Thinking of this, Chu Tianxiao's mouth gradually curled up a smile, and then, the palm of his hand flashed, and the Queyue Sword was held horizontally in front of him.

"Hahaha... Chu Tianxiao, it seems you still want to fight to the death! That's right, it won't be boring!" Jinghui laughed loudly, raised his right hand, and a black "figure" suddenly jumped out of the mud under his feet, floating above the swamp, and countless mud fell from his body. Looking at the outline, it is somewhat similar to Yan Mingtao...

"Go!"

Just hearing Jinghui's urgent shout, two blue lights suddenly lit up at the front of the black "figure", as if the "eyes" suddenly opened, and then in an instant, the mud man "slid" to Chu Tianxiao's side with a whoosh, his figure was like a ghost, and a mud black hand was pushed out flatly, as if it had great power, and just the palm wind made Chu Tianxiao feel great pressure!

"This is the difference between the Prince of Fortune and the bad guys who talk big... The bad guys talk big, which is a stupid and retarded behavior, but the Prince of Fortune, no matter how much he talks, is a 'domineering declaration' of strength! This is 'different', an expert will know whether it is good or not once he makes a move!" Chu Tianxiao immediately thought of this with a sense of evil. Indeed, although Jinghui had said a lot of nonsense before, the moves he made at this moment were indeed interesting... "After all, you can't underestimate any Prince of Fortune! Well, you'd better be careful, don't capsize in the gutter!" In a flash, Chu Tianxiao's figure flashed, and he lightly dodged the muddy black hand, and then at this moment, the mud man suddenly turned his hands in a circle, forming a strong wind, and the heavy palm moves flew out of his hands with the splash of mud, piercing Chu Tianxiao's face! "...Sure enough, even the combat consciousness is only a little bit better than before..."

Chu Tianxiao was sure at this time that this 'mud man' that suddenly appeared was probably a puppet created by Jinghui with the help of some evil magic, containing "part" of Yan Mingtao's body... However, in terms of combat experience and instinct, it is much more flexible than ordinary puppets because of some inheritance from the original owner.

"Yes, Jinghui and Chu He collided with each other, and both were injured. Although it would not hurt the body, it was inevitable that the consciousness would be damaged... So, he just said a lot of big words, including summoning this thing, but he was just trying to delay time?"

Chu Tianxiao thought of this, and subconsciously tightened the Queyue Sword, and saw a faint moon-white glow on the sword, and then several moonlight burst out from the light, colliding heavily with the mud that was rushing towards him, making a bang in the air.

Several streams of mud were knocked away and landed on a stone, which immediately melted. Chu Tianxiao immediately realized that if he was hit by this mud man even once, his situation would become quite troublesome...

Jinghui stood with his hands behind his back, his eyebrows cold. When he saw Chu Tianxiao's solemn expression, he sneered and raised his right hand, and the mud man suddenly rioted again!

"Roar——" The mud man roared, and then slid over like a ghost again, with his arms spread out like bird wings, blocking the moonlight, and then countless streams of mud burst out from his body, each of which was filthy and more than twice as strong as before!

Chu Tianxiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he dodged several pieces of mud with two whooshes. Then he turned around slightly, and a feather appeared in his hand. He not only blocked a piece of mud, but also bounced it back. He heard several rubbing sounds, and one piece of mud after another hit the mud man...

"Ridiculous tricks." Jinghui smiled coldly, while using his power to restore his consciousness, he commanded the mud man to tightly entangle Chu Tianxiao, "We are of the same fate, how can we kill each other? It's a joke to use this trick to deal with Old Ghost Yan!"

"Let me tell you! This technique is a unique skill I learned from Old Ghost Yan, far beyond what you, the so-called young master, have learned!"

"This technique has no flaws!"

"Just wait to be dragged to death by it!

After these words fell, Chu Tianxiao seemed to have never heard them. He actually stopped using any strong moves, and just dodged while using skill to rebound the mud piece by piece. The mud man did not dodge at all, but quickly Absorb that mud and strengthen yourself again...

After a few rounds of going back and forth like this, the Mud Man's moves became slower and slower. Although each move was more powerful than the last, the movements seemed a bit sluggish no matter how you looked at them. After a while, even his steps began to move. Very slow...

"What's going on?" Jing Hui frowned, but before he could figure it out, Chu Tianxiao suddenly moved!

Seeing the moonlight rising sharply in an instant, countless moon pillars fell from the sky, completely trapping the mud man, and cut and rotated rapidly. Not long after, a bolt of lightning shot out from Chu Tianxiao's fingertips, and Although the mud man had the intention to dodge, he was unable to dodge this lightning strike due to the external constraints and internal chaos!

With a bang, the purple dragon blood thunder pierced through the mud man's heart and exploded into countless pieces!

Chu Tianxiao waved his hand, looked at Jing Hui whose face gradually showed a look of astonishment, smiled faintly, and said, "You know, you are just like a child."

"A child who desperately wants to prove how strong and accomplished he is in front of those who have humiliated you..."