"The heavy sword has no edge, the universe is replaced!"

Changsun Long practiced the Hidden Edge technique of the Sword Sect, which was the highest level of swordsmanship in the world. In an instant, he appeared in front of the two guards. A long sword suddenly appeared, blocking Xiahou Yin Yang Jiaotai's sure-kill attack.

One blow.

"So you are a member of the Jianzong. Does the Jianzong still want to resist His Majesty? The entire Jianzong will perish because of your actions!"

The light was as fast as lightning, and the power hit Changsun Long and the others.

The three people resisted at the same time. There were three loud "dang", "dang" and "dang" sounds, and their bodies were shaken and flew upside down at the same time.

Xiahou was unyielding and fired three arcs of light in a circle with his long sword, much faster than the three arcs just now.

"Chi", "Chi", "Chi" were like three balls of cotton that suddenly appeared in front of Chang Sun Long and the others, wrapping up three exciting arcs of light.

The old Taoist Void appeared: "You are still one layer away from being a Sanxian. You may even break through the Sanxian status in this battle. Unfortunately, you shouldn't sneak attack on the master!"

Xiahou's face changed, and he was about to escape with a sway of his body. The surrounding seawater turned into extraterrestrial steel, squeezing towards him.

"Want to leave? I'm here, and you can't leave!" Old Master Xukong stretched out his hand to grab it.

Xiahou suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, his body became sluggish, and blood dripped from his eyes and ears.

"Let's go!" Old Taoist Void shook his sleeves, wrapped up Xia Hou, and flew out of the bottom of the sea with Changsun Long, returning to Han Hui.

"Kneel down!" The old Taoist Void stretched out his hand and pressed down on the void. Xiahou's legs trembled, and the veins on his forehead popped out. He wanted to support himself, but he couldn't. He knelt down in the void in front of Han Hui.

Qi Dameng, we Jindan Master, explore life and death, fully understand the truth of the world, and break all illusions!" Xia Hou's face was ferocious.

"Haha, how ridiculous!" Han Hui stretched out his finger, and a ray of light shot into Xia Hou's eyebrows.

Xia Hou's face suddenly showed an expression of extreme horror. His realm was falling rapidly. From the peak realm of Jindan Zhenren, he instantly became the peak realm of Guihai, then to the middle stage of Guihai, and then to the early stage of return.

??????It fell straight down all the way, and finally stopped at the early stage of Qi condensation.

"Since you don't want to surrender, go to Mangdang Mountain and become the lowest slave. You can't commit suicide even if you want to. This is the consequence of offending me!" As he said that, Han Hui flicked his sleeves, took Xiahou away, and entered Mangdang Mountain.

In Dang Mountain, be a low-level slave and serve other Qi practitioners.

After capturing Xiahou, Han Hui's body entered the Mangdang Mountain and began the interrogation of the enshrinement of Mujinyuan.

More than a dozen masters of Mu Jinyuan were divided into ten caves, all of them were subject to eternal bans, and their realms all fell to the early stage of Qi Condensation.

Han Hui filmed more than a dozen people for interrogation. The Scorpion Princess and the eldest grandson Long Sun Waner each performed their duties, and each of them was assigned to interrogate them in their own way.

Han Hui sat in his cave, looking at the frightened minister of Mujin Court, and said: "Xiahou has become the lowest slave now. I asked him to surrender. If he doesn't surrender, look at him now.

What will happen?"

Without waiting for the man to answer, Han Hui shook his sleeves, and a picture condensed in the void, playing like a mirror the treatment Xia Hou received.

I saw a young man in green clothes holding a whip in his hand and beating Xiahou fiercely. Xiahou wanted to resist, but he was only at the early stage of Qi Condensation. As soon as he pressed his hand on the handle of the knife, he was struck by a blow.

The whip flew up.

"Damn, the master gave you as the lowest slave. Do you know what the lowest slave means? A slave who has to clean up shit and urine. This is the highest heaven, but most people are not cultivated enough and need to eat.

, after eating something, you will poop and pee, your task is to clean up the poop!"

With that said, another whip was struck. Xiahou screamed and rolled on the ground. A general who had experienced hundreds of battles and killed countless people was beaten like a wild dog by a boy.

At this moment, a fat woman came out carrying a large bucket. She was still far away from Xiahou. She turned her hand and poured a bucket of yellow and white stuff on Xiahou.

The worshiper at the Mugin Courtyard saw clearly that it was a bucket of excrement and urine. He was covered in cold sweat when he saw it. He couldn't help but wipe his face with a trowel, as if the bucket of stuff had been poured on him.

"You bastard, you don't know that you are the lowest slave. Clean these things up for me immediately. If you can't clean them up, eat them yourself!" the woman yelled.

Xia Hou couldn't commit suicide even if he wanted to. As soon as he had the idea of ​​suicide, he put the knife in his hand on his neck, and the restraint in his body would naturally stop him.

If someone is watching, he will be slapped with a knife if he touches it. When no one is around, he can't do anything even if he is prohibited from watching.

Han Hui stretched out his hand and waved, and the mirror image in front of him shattered: "How about it? Answer honestly, and I will let you become a Sanxian. If you don't answer honestly, Xiahou will be your role model!"

The expert from Mujinyuan wiped the cold sweat from his face: "Okay, if you have anything to ask, just ask!"

"What on earth is going on in Muginoyuan?"

"I know very little about Mugung Yuan, a worship service of my level. I have never met the mysterious dean, only the deputy dean. Every deputy dean is an unfathomable master of Sanxian."

"Mujinyuan was born only five hundred years ago. It is said that many outstanding disciples of the royal family are practicing in it. I joined Mujinyuan a hundred years ago. At the beginning, I was just a Qi practitioner who jumped into the realm of fish. Now I have reached the peak of Guihai.

Realm!" said the worshiper of Mujinyuan.

"The reason why we can be promoted so quickly is because when we enter Mujin Court, we have to enter the Heritage Temple and accept the inheritance. After reaching the peak of Guihai, we can make meritorious service and have talents, and then we can enter the Heritage Temple to be baptized.

After receiving baptism, your soul will be pure, and you will most likely be promoted to the Golden Core Master, or even to the Master of Sanxian!"

"Heritage Temple?" Han Hui asked doubtfully.

"Yes, the inheritance temple! There we will receive the mysterious inheritance. Depending on the talent of the person, the length of time for acceptance is different. I only accepted it for half an hour. It is said that some people accepted it for three days and three nights, and their magical powers are boundless. They can kill

Being of the same level is easy." said the worshiper.

"Oh, what's going on with the snake in your body?" Han Hui asked again.

The worshiper of Mu Jinyuan opened his eyes: "What snake? You actually know the snake of soul?"

"Do you still have reservations? Do you want to replace Xiahou?" Han Hui's mouth showed a trace of amusement.

"No, no, no, I haven't condensed the snake of inheritance in my body. The snake of inheritance is the core member of Mujinyuan. I just practice the breath of the heavenly snake to condense the shadow of the snake of inheritance." That person.

The worshiper said hurriedly.

"Now release your soul and let me see it!" Han Hui said.

Following Han Hui's words, the priest of Mu Jinyuan felt the essence of his body break through layer by layer. The sounds of "pop", "pop" and "pop" were like bamboo exploding. In almost the blink of an eye, he was promoted to the state of trance.

At the peak of trance, the snapping sound stopped, and the realm of returning to the sea remained unchanged. The face of the priest in Mujinyuan showed extreme shock.

His normal breakthroughs along the way from Qi Condensation were the same, but Han Hui completed what he had been doing for thousands of years in just one breath.

He now truly feels that his state is the state of trance. If he wants to achieve Guihai, he must practice bit by bit, nourish his meridians, and solidify breakthroughs.

What kind of weird magical power is this?

"Don't be in a daze, start quickly!" Han Hui said.

"Okay!" The body of the worshiper of Mujinyuan shook, and a ray of light rose into the sky. This body of light is the fusion of human spirit, consciousness and soul.
Chapter completed!