All the disciples were shocked, and Su Muzhe did something that many people didn't even dare to think about.

But this shock was more or less a bit shocked. After all, Su Muzhe's two battles were won, but it was not because of his high cultivation or secret magic. "Shuiyun Ghost Slash" was just a big deal in the Demon Sect. It was because of the powerful ghost itself.

And Su Muzhe's cultivation level is only the first level of the Qi Refining Stage after all. Such an existence should be the "cannon fodder" that everyone expected.

But that sharp grasp of the timing and the fighting experience that seemed like a monster made Su Muzhe win again and again.

This seemed like another road. Su Muzhe walked in the front, but opened up a path for those disciples with relatively low realms, a path that could defeat the strong with the weak and even save their lives at critical moments.

In the eyes of the elders on the high platform, Su Muzhe took a shortcut. Only these old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years understand that this path is the most correct path for the accumulation of timing and experience. With the promotion of cultivation, the magicians practiced at each stage are different. The routines of fighting will change, but the experience will not disappear. At some point, they can even choose the right magical powers and make themselves invincible at the same level.

Many elders only understood this truth after receiving various ups and downs over the long years. However, Su Muzhe did it in the first level of the Qi Refining Period.

Perhaps in the future, Su Muzhe will still encounter various bottlenecks, but the elders can be sure that at least in this regard, Su Muzhe will be invincible at the same level!

After all...even a disciple like Gu Sanshan, who is astonishing as his talent, fell into Su Muzhe's experience.

Even the Ghost Flower Grandma laughed wildly, but there was endless resentment in her voice. Even Su Muzhe felt that the laughter was a little harsh.

Su Muzhe meticulously imprisoned this person's soul in the blank willow wood ghost sign. With previous experience, Su Muzhe's actions this time were like flowing water, which made people look pleasing to the eye. However, the disciples of the Demon Palace did not think so. After all, the more skilled Su Muzhe was about this, the more disciples of the Demon Palace fell in his hands!

This kind of experience is all built up by the lives of disciples from the Demon Palace.

Walking off the arena, a willow-wood ghost card was still thrown out from the platform. Su Muzhe took it with his own hands, just like the ghost card that Yun Wanzhu gave him before. Among them, the ghost-level ghost-level ghost-level ghost-level ghosts were naturally imprisoned.

This is the real agreement between Su Muzhe and the Ghost Flower Grandma in advance, full of blood. However, facing the willow ghost cards that have been obtained in hand, Su Muzhe suddenly hopes that the disciples of the Hundred Flowers lineage can come out more, more people, let themselves slaughter, more people, and let themselves practice faster. Perhaps when one night refining their souls, Su Muzhe will thank them from the bottom of his heart...

The bone snake passed through his throat and was stained with a strong smell of blood. At this moment, it was on Su Muzhe's shoulder, making Su Muzhe's body also surrounded by an indelible smell of blood.

Perhaps the smell was a bit bad after all, or perhaps Su Muzhe killed two people one after another. Even though he was standing in front of the disciples of the Demon Sect, Su Muzhe walked slowly, more and more disciples subconsciously retreated, as if they were afraid and respecting.

The strange rules of the Soul Refining Peak lineage, the six-year agreement is a unique landscape in the sect. These long-standing outer disciples saw one disciple after another of the Soul Refining Peak lineage, either had difficulty in advancing to the main peak within six years, or turned into evil animals in the main peak monk's ghost banner.

In short, the outer disciples of Soul Refining Peak have always had no sense of existence in the sect. Six years are too short for a long practice, even... in just a blink of an eye.

However, Su Muzhe's actions and today's massacre made the disciples of the two sects always remember that there was once a first disciple of the Soul Refining Peak who killed half a step of foundation-building existence on the Qi Refining Level!

Boom~~!

Perhaps because there were too many killings at the top of Xuanyue Peak today, it angered the sky. Su Muzhe stood for a short while, and then thick thunder clouds condensed in the sky. Soon, accompanied by the roaring thunder, a heavy rain fell, washing the bloody smell that could not be dissipated around everyone.

He looked up slightly and felt the cold rain hitting his hood and the gray moon robe. However, Su Muzhe's brow frowned slightly.

Thunderstorms are barely considered a bad weather for ghost cultivators in the soul refining lineage.

Thunder is a variant of Jia wood, the most yang hard, and is one of the few natural existences in the world that directly restrain ghosts.

On the high platform, many elders frowned slightly. After all, they were all demon cultivators. Thunder was more or less restrained to their lineage. Nine Peaks and Eighteen Lines have never been able to escape from Thunder’s restraint. The difference is only the size of the influence.

The next battle between the disciples of the two sects seemed a little helpless and ridiculous. Both of them were at the seventh level of the Qi Refining Stage. Under the thunder clouds, they could not exert half of their combat power. They seemed to be half of the cockfighting, and they were both injured in the end and ended with a draw.

Another battle was made. It was the turn of the disciples of the Demon Sect to challenge first. Everyone subconsciously looked at Su Muzhe, and even many elders looked at Su Muzhe.

For the disciples, it was just because Gu Sanshan threw bricks in front of him, and I didn’t know whether Su Muzhe would attract jade; and for the elders, many ancient existences knew some secrets that once belonged to the Ghost Flower Grandma, and naturally they knew that some grudges would eventually follow the disciples. For them, they were even sure that Su Muzhe would still stand up, or had to stand up.

Su Muzhe had just walked two steps, and a disciple behind him asked as if he was sneering: "Senior Brother, I wonder if I need a willow ghost card this time?"

Turning around and looking, the man was already shaking a ghost card in his hand.

Su Muzhe touched his nose awkwardly, walked up to take the ghost card, thought for a while, and then spoke, "Well... since that's the case... I'll thank you for that person."

What do you thank for? It’s just the existence of ghost cards, and it won’t be scattered after falling.

Su Muzhai walked onto the ring without taking the first speech, but took out the ghost card that blocked the souls of the disciples of the Baihua lineage in the storage bag and threw it in his hand.

"Kill me and give you a chance to send your junior brother to reincarnation. Brother Dao from the Baihua lineage, should someone stand up, right?"
Chapter completed!