"What?"

Sang Muyuan was stunned for a moment, a little confused, but then he came to his senses and gave a stern smile, "It's a friendly way to ambush me under the guise of Jiang Mu, and then you don't have to worry about anything afterwards, it's such a cheap thing in the world." You have taken advantage of them all, but unfortunately, you made the wrong decision!"

Before he finished speaking, a large formation of sky fire crashed onto the ground, the fire was blazing, and the divine patterns were changing. Then, there was only a continuous clanging sound, and a series of seventy-two flying swords flew out with balls of blazing flames.

Not only that, there was a fiery red long banner in Na Sang Muyuan's left hand, with strange runes and a mysterious portrait of the God of Fire drawn on it. In his right hand was an antique bronze mirror, with a hidden brilliance shining on it.

At this time, Sang Muyuan took a bronze mirror and looked at Jiang Mu. He felt that his spiritual consciousness was forcibly weakened by about 10%, and even the whole world became dull, as if it was blocked by a layer of dust.

Followed by Sang Muyuan, he waved the long banner of the Fire God in his left hand and muttered words, "There are ninety-three mysterious fires in the four directions of the heaven. There are gods living here. The red flames and black flames are burning my essence and blood, and offering sacrifices to my precious treasures. I would like to use my divine power to To conquer my enemies, be as hasty as the law!"

This was actually a borrowed magical power. I saw the long flag of the Fire God swaying, and weird flame demon spirits jumped out one after another. There were eight in total. The strength of each flame demon spirit was in the early stage of Nascent Soul. It looks like, especially with the help of the Sky Fire Formation, there will be more gains.

Sang Muyuan was worthy of being in the late Nascent Soul stage, and he was experienced and experienced. He directly resorted to various means and didn't want to hold back at all.

But Jiang Mu didn't move much, as if he was watching a show.

Until the eight flaming demon spirits rushed over, until the flaming flying swords roared towards him, until Sang Muyuan's spiritual thoughts spread out, locking him tightly from all directions, up, down, left and right.

Jiang Mu's spiritual thoughts spread out slowly at this moment. There was nothing earth-shattering, no winds and fires. They were just like towering mountains and thick earth, covering a radius of three thousand feet, which naturally included Sang Muyuan and him. All the means, be it the sky fire formation, the flaming flying swords, the flaming demon spirits, or even the ancient bronze mirror that can weaken the spiritual thoughts, are like a child wielding a sword or a gun when covered with such heavy spiritual thoughts, which is extremely ridiculous. .

A sword flew with no edge or evil aura, but it was like the Nine Heavens Divine Sword. In just a moment, it destroyed Sang Muyuan's momentum and extinguished his heavenly fire. The eight flaming demon spirits were chopped into pieces before they could even scream. Fly ash.

Then, the door plank flying sword hovered on Sang Muyuan's Tianling cover, really like a coffin plank.

"Tick-tock! Tick-tock!"

Dou Da's cold sweat was pouring down. Sang Muyuan's face was gloomy, his eyes were desperate, and he no longer had any ambition to fight to the death.

He never expected that he would actually provoke an old monster who transformed into a god.

"Do you want to die or live?"

Jiang Mu was still hanging there with his sword, as if he had done nothing, and even his voice was gentle and gentle.

"Senior, senior! The junior was blind and bumped into the senior. Please forgive the junior before he has made a big mistake!"

Sang Muyuan shouted, he wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, but the cold sword energy all over his body prevented him from moving.

"Didn't you make a big mistake? Haha, you flew with your sword, and the aftermath of your sword energy swept hundreds of miles. Tens of millions of acres of crops that were about to mature for three million mortal people were wiped out because of you. You also insulted me, Fuyun Sect, Isn't this a big mistake?" Jiang Mu continued. He actually had murderous intentions at first, but in the end he chose another method.

"Senior, this junior is reckless. I am willing to compensate you with one hundred thousand spiritual stones. At the same time, I will never set foot in Qinge County again in this life. If you violate this oath, you will not die a good death!"

Sang Muyuan said hurriedly, he was already thinking in his heart, could this mysterious senior transformation god have some connection with our sect? He was so easy to talk to.

"Is your life worth a hundred thousand spiritual stones?"

"No, two hundred thousand spiritual stones. Disciple sincerely admits his mistake."

Jiang Mu remained silent.

"Five hundred thousand spirit stones, senior, please be merciful. This is all I can get, senior, please be merciful!" Sang Muyuan was desperate. Even if he was in the late Nascent Soul stage, he was still ranked among the top five in the Wanling Sect.

Elder, but half a million spiritual stones are really enough to break his muscles and bones.

Especially in recent times, the number of spiritual stones circulating on the market has been getting smaller and smaller, otherwise he would not have listened to that bitch's slander and came to blackmail the damn Fuyun Sect.

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"Shan, then I'll give you five hundred thousand spiritual stones. You can offset it with other items. Remember, don't be too ostentatious when you go out in the future. Although mortals are weak in strength, they are not ants. Those who cultivate immortals must ask questions carefully to cultivate immortals.

, it’s nothing to show off your power in front of mortals.”

Jiang Mu finally nodded. He thought this was good. Although he could kill Sang Muyuan with one sword, he had never been good at searching for trophies. If he went to the black market to sell them, he might not be able to achieve the value despite all the hard work.

In addition, at this time of year, it is still necessary to keep a low profile. After all, Wanling Sect is a large sect with a god-shaped old monster sitting in charge, so there is no need to cause more trouble.

As expected, Sang Muyuan only carried fifty thousand spiritual stones, but there were many kinds of spiritual elixirs, spiritual jades, spiritual talismans, and more than a dozen very precious thousand-year-old elixirs. But even so, Jiang Mu still wanted that one

A bronze mirror magic weapon that can weaken the opponent's spiritual thoughts.

Overall, he is still very satisfied.

Finally, he told Sang Muyuan very sincerely.

"Go ahead. You can still come to Qin Ge County from now on. Besides, I won't change my name in business or my surname in sitting. Jiang Mu, the head of Fuyun Sect, is me. If you have any dissatisfaction, feel free to come to me."

"Senior is joking. I will never dare to make any mistakes. I will say goodbye and go back to the mountain for seclusion immediately. I will never dare to disturb other people again."

Sang Muyuan almost cried, what nonsense is Jiang Mu, whoever believes it is stupid!

This time he no longer dared to fly with his sword, so he cleverly put on a flying magic weapon, and flew away in a low-key and eager manner.

Isn't this very wise?

Jiang Mu smiled slightly, turned around and put on his flying magic weapon, and walked slowly towards the Fuyun Sect. Along the way, he passed through the Yunhu Plain, looking at the patches of farmland with no harvest, and at countless people shivering with numb faces.

, they have long been used to it.

Even many ordinary people have begun to dig wild vegetables and scrape tree bark.

But what makes Jiang Mu happy is that his disciples have sent people to appease the mortals, although it is only a symbolic appeasement.

Soon, Jiang Mu landed in the messy Yunhu City. The atmosphere here was a bit solemn. Many low-level casual cultivators who were making a living here were frowning and sighing. People kept leaving. The threat of a late Nascent Soul cultivator was no joke. They were more like

How can the lower-level casual cultivators who are better than the ants be qualified to intervene? So it is better to leave as soon as possible to avoid being affected by the disaster.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Mu was not in a hurry to show up. While watching how his disciples dealt with them, he was also waiting for the waves to wash away to see if any of them were willing to stay.

This is really just a small scene.

Fortunately, his disciples did not disappoint him, and quickly maintained order, with high morale, and vowed to live and die with the Fuyun Sect.

Even some low-level casual cultivators also spoke up at this time and were willing to join the Fuyun Sect as an outer sect protector.

Another small surprise is that Fuyun Sect has finally started to replace the mountain guard formation. It seems that Fangshi's income has been very good in the past few months.

After observing for several hours, Jiang Mu was quite satisfied. Just when he was about to enter the Fuyun Sect's mountain gate and show up with his true colors, a piece of news suddenly came, which instantly exploded the entire Yunhufang City.

"The whole family of Donghu Villa was wiped out, and the owner of the village, Gong Xiaoxiao, died in the battle!"

"The murderer Wan Ling Zong Sang Muyuan!"
Chapter completed!