The Prodigal Son of the Mystical Sect

Mu Hongyi said tremblingly, gritted his teeth, and lit up a transmission talisman. Not long after, someone came from the side room to escort Mu Daoping, Mu Ming, and Mu Zhe, who had already passed out, but they were still there. Before he could get closer, Mu Hongyi had already unleashed a burst of energy, knocking the man unconscious to the ground.

"Jiejie... the movements are neat, so let's get started..." The demon general on the left said, while the demon general on the right frowned: "Is this really the case? The Black Sky Blood Altar can only be used twice more. That human..."

"Moko...According to the agreement between us and that human being, it's time to take action now. Besides, the Lord has spent a lot of effort on that chess piece, and this is what he meant..."

"Sir..." The demon general on the right nodded, "In that case, let's get started."

While the two were talking, they had already started to take action, and saw them throwing the three of them directly to the foot of the altar on the left like carrying chickens, and then activated the magic formula, heavy black light fell, and the flames on the altar began to rise layer by layer from shallow to deep. Spread up...

Then, a bloody rune appeared on the foreheads of the three members of the Mu family at the same time. Then, the whole person's energy and blood evaporated and was absorbed by the altar. After a while, they were all skin and bones, their life was cut off, and after a while, even the corpses were They were swept away by the evil wind blowing from the altar... At this time, the two demon generals were doing magic with one hand and muttering at the corners of their mouths - If there are people here who are proficient in demon spells, they will definitely be able to hear this. The most frequently mentioned word in Duan's murmur was...curse to kill!

"...Yeling, something is not enough!"

After the two of them finished casting the spell, the demon general on the right glanced at the altar's reaction, frowned, and said: "The bloodline is close enough, but the cultivation level is too low..."

"Jiejie, this matter is simple."

While the Zuo Shou Demon General was speaking, he stretched out a claw and grabbed their elder from the crowd of the Mu family, and then threw it directly into the altar like trash, and a hysterical roar was heard. Get low and eventually die. During this process, not only did the Mu family not dare to take action at all, but they all felt in danger and hid behind the family head. Mu Hongyi's face was extremely pale at this time...

Of course, the two demon generals never glanced at them from beginning to end. The demon general on the left looked at the altar that was completely enveloped in blood-colored light, and nodded with satisfaction: "Jie Jie, that's enough!"

"You can go, Moko, tonight... is very long, we still have a lot to do..."

When he said this, the right-headed demon general also nodded, and then the two of them put on their windbreakers again. The left-headed demon general raised his right hand and put the other separated altar into his sleeves. They... until now Shi didn't even look at the Mu family and walked out directly.

The expected murder and silence did not happen, but Mu Hongyi would never think that the demons were merciful, but that they had other agendas...

"Home, head of the family...what should we do now? Do we want to report to His Majesty Emperor Zhou?"

When the sound fell, Mu Hongyi trembled all over, gritted his teeth, and after holding it in for a long time, he shook his legs and said loudly: "Let's go! Let's go back to Mu's house through the secret passage! Nothing will happen tonight." It didn’t happen, we don’t know anything!”

The Mu family and others were stunned, but they were also people who were afraid of death. They had been scared to death by the demon general just now, how could they think so much now? Dang even subconsciously obeyed the order of the family leader, summoned all the clan members here, and followed Mu Hongyi to quickly evacuate from the secret passage...

The moment they entered the secret passage, two figures reappeared...

"Jiejie, just as you expected, humans are really a despicable race..."

"...I don't understand. Wouldn't it be easier to kill them?"

"Jiejie, Moko, the 'Corpse Curse' has been placed on them. There is still some value in living... If you have time to care about that, you might as well plan a big plan! If we can succeed tonight, we can be regarded as His Highness Cicada." I have given you a great gift... Jie Jie... I will die with no regrets!"

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At the same time, the decisive battle between Mu Liuling and Qin Yun in the Forbidden City has reached its final moment!

"Keng!"

The two world-famous swords collided together again. Light burst out, and the true energy and spiritual energy formed a whirlpool. The majestic momentum shot straight into the sky. The surrounding floor tiles blessed by the formation were torn apart in an instant, and spurted out. A large amount of gravel splashed everywhere. Although it was quickly restored to its original state under the blessing of the formation, the mess at that moment made everyone in the venue slightly surprised...

None of the spectators at this moment were weak. Even if you looked at Kyoto, they were all stand-up figures. However, even this group of people was shocked by the aftermath of the impact, and the strong ones had to sink. The waist is straightened up, and the strength is secretly used to resist, so that you can stand firm...

Bang!

After a fight, Qin Mu and Qin Mu were separated by the impact of energy. They each scrapped the ground and retreated for more than ten feet before they stabilized their bodies...

At this moment, Qin Yun's black clothes were badly damaged, and the criss-crossing slender sword marks on his body showed how fierce the previous battle was, and the sword intent contained in them was constantly impacting Qin Yun's internal organs. With a pop, a blood arrow shot out from his mouth...

On the other hand, Mu Liuling was not feeling very well at the moment. There was a touch of bright red at the corner of her mouth, her three thousand blue hairs were already a little dazzled, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, dripping together with the blood drops on her jade hands, her energy and blood were rolling, and her breathing was faint. Panting, the Lingyue Immortal Water behind her had also broken into several pieces, separated and surrounded her, and was no longer able to gather into shape...

The two of them actually ended up in this situation where both sides suffer!

The group of people who originally thought that Mu Liuling would be crushed and could only hold out for a few moves at most suddenly felt their cheeks swollen slightly, and their eyes looking at Chu Tianxiao became more complicated...

"No wonder he didn't accept 'stop at the right time'...Mu Liuling can really pose a fatal threat to Qin Yun..."

"...These two people are already at the top level of Kyoto's top talents...Damn, Qin Yun is fine, but Chu Tianxiao, a female lackey, actually..."

"Forget it, this is not the first time, are you not used to it? Look carefully, these two people should have a decisive battle..."

"Well, it's time to win..."

Anyone with a little bit of eyesight in the field can see that although the injuries of the two are not light at the moment, their determination has not diminished at all, and their momentum has accumulated to the extreme. If there is no accident, the next will be their respective strongest swords, and then... decide the winner, decide... life and death!

Qin Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and took the lead. He put his hands together, and the two blood-colored giant swords merged into one. His momentum suddenly increased again. A raging blood flame burst out from the tip of the sword. Qin Yun's whole body was burning like a fire man, and a blood-red light appeared! It seemed to contain a power that everyone in the field could not understand at all...

"This is my power! The power of my true son, Qin Yun!"

Between the battle and now, Qin Yun's luck blood sacrifice has burned to the last moment, which is equivalent to the last moment of the brilliant fireworks. The blazing light is so dazzling, as if to show the undefeated heroic figure and the unruly figure to the world, so that everyone can see his strength and surrender to him!

At this moment, all the luck of the useless son of heaven, Qin Yun, almost burned together!

(The third update!!)