Chapter 43 Drunken Gu chooses to wake up

After the nightmare that day, Mu Hanchan never had a dream again. After waking up, he quickly forgot those dreams.

Before I knew it, three months had passed.

It has been four years and six months since Mu Hanchan came to the Demon Altar.

The old man's advice to him was to find a way out when the time comes. But he didn't tell him clearly when the time was.

"The Qiankun Transformation Hand!"

"Dark Hidden Formation!"

"Dark Shadow Attack!"

"Dark Spirit Claw!"

"Dark Spirit Finger!"

"Oh!" Mu Hanchan felt pain because he felt as if his fingers were split. Because the fingering technique of Qiankun Huayuan Hand made his fingers feel great pain.

"What sword technique are you using?" Mu Hanchan asked with a solemn expression.

However, the tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop.

"Dark Lightning Technique!"

"Dark Poison Formation!"

"Ice Talisman!"

Evil is always just evil. And it is difficult for an evil person to become a good person.

"One more! He's about to reveal himself." The Son of Sword urged.

"Fifth posture, possessed by Yin spirit!" Then his hair moved automatically without any wind, and his body became more and more agile.

"What?"

"Dark Spirit Finger!"

A black light pierced through the shoulder, and blood spurted out.

Just after one photo, there was no response.

But Mu Hanchan didn't dare to neglect at all.

When Mu Hanchan heard this, his eyes turned cold.

In thirty years, you can reach the Spiritual Condensation Realm.

Fu Zhizi said: "Talking hard!"

"Take the move! The first move, dark clouds." The Son of Sword said, and then launched the attack.

The Son of Sword said: "You didn't expect it, did you? Although you have no opponent in the earth level, you are not worth mentioning in front of us in the heaven level."

"Crosscut style!"

In fact, the fourth level of Mu Hanchan's Dark Spirit Shield can hold up a shield with 27 times the spiritual power value, but that will drain all his spiritual power. He has not forgotten that there is a son of Fu who is eyeing him next to him.

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Mu Hanchan replied: "I am someone you can kill if you want?"

Mu Hanchan felt that his spiritual power was weak, but he did not show weakness at all.

After Fu's son found out, he immediately attacked Mu Hanchan.

"Here comes another one. He has lost his spiritual power and wants to hide it." The Son of Sword said.

Mu Hanchan turned around with his sword and blocked the attack.

"Dark Ice Formation!"

"Dark Spiritual Array!"

Unexpectedly, the furious Son of Sword didn't buy it, but said to Son of Fu: "Come together and kill him!"

"Second style, Earthly Ghost." Immediately, sword energy rose from the ground and slashed at Mu Hanchan.

After recruiting more than a dozen witches, his cultivation level has reached the ninth level of Yuan Condensation.

After destroying the ice hand, Mu Hanchan disappeared immediately.

"What are you doing here?" Mu Hanchan said with a frown.

A black lightning collided with a faint blue sword energy, causing a wave of air. Then a muffled sound came, and another wave of air exploded.

"I won't talk nonsense to you anymore, let's watch the move! The third move, kill with the Yin pole!" The Son of Sword said proudly.

Mu Hanchan said: "The ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny."

This is something Mu Hanchan has never discovered before.

The son of Fu said: "You are our enemy by helping Xi Lun. We come to you today for advice."

"Hmph! How can you understand my ideal? I practiced Xuanyin Sword Technique, left the demon altar, and then went to the Twin Heng Islands in the Demonic Continent to find the method of practicing Yin and Yang swordsmanship, and then spent my whole life to find Tai Gang.

Sword Art, Yin and Yang dual cultivation, you will definitely become the first person in the world of cultivating immortals." The son of the sword said.

Mu Hanchan did not give up on his cultivation, but continued to be diligent and diligent, getting up early and going to bed late, taking medicinal baths, and practicing Kung Fu diligently.

A streak of fire-colored sword light slashed horizontally, hitting the white ice hand in the middle. The white ice hand instantly split into two halves and fell to the ground. It turned out that when Mu Hanchan used the cross-cutting style, he activated the Lihuo Formation in the blade.

The Son of Sword said: "You seem to have forgotten what you did before."

But this time it didn't have the expected effect, and he was forced to retreat continuously.

A ghost-like head rushed toward him. It was hard to believe that this thing was sword energy.

This is the penultimate stage of Gu cultivation: the drunk Gu chooses to wake up.

With this hard work day after day, in three months, Mu Hanchan was close to the middle of the sixth level of Ning Yuan.

Mu Hanchan asked the envoy: "Those dead devils, what to do with their training rooms and witches?"

The Son of Sword did not continue to speak, but moved his spiritual sword horizontally and launched another attack.

"The highest-grade Heavenly Sword Art, Xuanyin Sword Art, this is the purpose of my coming to the Demon Altar." The Son of Sword said.

The Son of Sword asked with a frosty face.

"The fourth form, Rakshasa of the underworld!"

In front of the training room on the 13th floor.

"Rotating knife style!"

Mu Hanchan did not dare to neglect at all.

Mu Hanchan asked, his eyes turning to Fu Zhizi.

A one-foot-sized black palm collided with a three-foot-sized fire palm, and then were annihilated.

After two rounds, Mu Hanchan was slightly injured.

With lightning speed, Mu Hanchan instantly controlled the Son of Sword.

But unfortunately, he didn't know this.

Suddenly, Mu Hanchan discovered that some demons were actually served by several witches.

The Son of Sword said: "Stop talking nonsense and accept death."

Fists, palms, claws and fingers, four kinds of transformations, this is the Earth-class Qiankun Transformation Hand.

But looking at it again, eh? The power is pretty good.

"Hmph!" The Son of Sword snorted coldly.

"Dark Spirit Slash!"

The ghost head jumped on the dark spirit shield, and there was a "sizzling" sound of spiritual energy colliding and rubbing. Finally, the dark spirit shield broke. At the same time, the ghost head also shattered. The broken residual spiritual power rushed towards Mu Hanchan, hitting him.

He took a few steps back.

In the past three months, the number of demons in the demon altar has decreased again, and there are now less than 50 people left. However, there are still hundreds of witches.

Although the son of Fu was in physical pain, there was nothing he could do about it. The continuous use of Fu techniques also consumed quite a lot of spiritual power.

Mu Hanchan suddenly thought of his two witches, and a trace of worry arose in his heart.

Mu Hanchan said: "The earth and the sky have always been in harmony with each other, and I have never provoked you."

Mu Hanchan did not strike twice, but turned his palm into a finger, endured the severe pain of ruptured meridians, and changed his moves again.

"Oh, it turns out he is a traitor from the Demon Altar." Mu Hanchan said.

I didn't expect that the opponent's fourth move was so powerful, and even my third-level Dark Spirit Shield couldn't resist it perfectly.

Mu Hanchan used the fourth level of Dark Spirit Skill, Dark Spirit Shadow, for the first time.

There is no free lunch in the world. The six demon sects of the Demonic Path spend huge resources just to cultivate a few real kings. Naturally, it is impossible to make wedding clothes for the righteous path or the evil path.

"Spirit Detection Talisman!"

"Oh, that's it."

"Dark Shadow Attack!"

Even in the entire demon altar, as the number of demons decreases, there is a trend of debauchery.

Mu Hanchan did not use Dark Spirit Slash because he wanted to save spiritual energy and he did not want to kill the opponent.

"And you?"

Mu Hanchan was so immersed in his own plans and imagination that he even forgot that the academic system of the Demon Altar is only for 70 years, and after expiration, it will be closed for 930 years.

We can't wait any longer! Mu Hanchan thought to himself. If the other party discovers his figure first, he will fall into a passive position.

Mu Hanchan fought back with all his strength, but he didn't expect that the Dark Spirit Slash, which always showed its power, only dispersed most of the sword energy this time. A small part of the sword energy hit Mu Hanchan, and several wounds suddenly appeared, and blood flowed from the wounds.

outflow.

The messenger replied: "If you die accidentally due to practice, then the practice room will be sealed forever. If you are killed by a witch, then it will belong to the witch. If you are killed by other devils, it will belong to other devils."

"Dark Hidden Formation!"

Based on the Dark Spiritual Skill, the Qiankun Transformation Hand is used. The entire move seems to be blessed by dark spiritual power, and during the execution, it is shrouded in black energy, making it even more unpredictable.

In one round, Mu Hanchan was at a disadvantage.

Mu Hanchan hid in the shadows, absorbing the spiritual power of the "hump" in his body and recovering.

"Dark Spirit Shield!"

Fu Zhizi looked at each other and said, "I don't know." Then he took out a charm and looked for Mu Hanchan's traces.

"The seventh form, violent spirit slashing!"

The Son of Sword said gloomily: "If we kill you, all the demons on earth will listen to us. When we kill Xiren again, we will dominate the demon altar!"

The son of the sword said impatiently and arrogantly: "I'm afraid you don't know, but I am a disciple of the Taiyi Sect, the giant of the righteous path. The Taigang Sword Art, which is extremely strong and yang, has been lost, while the most soft and yin art is lost.

The Xuanyin Sword Art is included in the Demon Altar, and that’s why I’m here.”

A ray of light struck at the son of Fu.

According to his plan, if nothing unexpected happens, within five years of coming to the Demon Altar, he will be able to reach the late stage of the sixth level of Yuan Condensation, and within ten years, he will be able to break through to the Spiritual Yuan realm.

"I said you provoked me just because I provoked you. Don't you understand people's words?" The Son of Sword said impatiently.

In order to solve the problem of excess witches, some demons began to choose the dual cultivation technique of harvesting yin and replenishing yang. Among them, the most brutal one was Xi Lun, who had already killed more than a dozen witches. But Mu Hanchan had no idea about this.

"Fire Talisman Palm!"

"Where are the others?"

Moreover, he got on the train from the righteous continent, and 70 years later, he got off at the Demon Continent. By that time, it would be impossible for him to return to the righteous path.

A three-foot white ice hand rushed towards Mu Hanchan.

Mu Hanchan said: "I'm afraid you will come in alive and come out dead."

"Dark Spirit Palm!"

Fu's son said: "I, I'm afraid you don't know, I come from the first-level sect of the Righteous Path, the Fu Sect."

Mu Hanchan didn't panic and counterattacked with his sword drawn.

"You don't have martial ethics?" Mu Hanchan said with a gloomy face.

In one hundred years, Mu Hanchan can become a spiritual elixir monk.

Mu Hanchan just wants to practice hard, be successful in cultivation, and return home with honor.

"Dark Shadow Attack!"

"Is this your strongest spiritual skill?" The Son of Sword said.

Two demons wearing golden silk and glazed training uniforms came to Mu Hanchan.

Feeling that danger was coming, it was too late to defend, so I could only turn around and hide, but I didn't escape.

So there was another soul-detecting talisman, and this time there was finally a slight fluctuation.

A sword beam that was inferior to the Dark Spirit Slash slashed at the Son of Sword, and then he quickly returned to the sword to defend, but the sword energy still seeped into his head, and a small stream of blood flowed along his head.

Mu Hanchan replied: "Aren't you the same? When Yinji killed me, why didn't it kill me?"

Mu Hanchan was also not to be outdone. Although the opponent was at the seventh level of Ningyuan and he was only at the sixth level, he had no choice but to retreat if he came to provoke him.

When Mu Hanchan saw this, he said, "That's it. You lose."

Seeing that Son of Fu had temporarily lost his fighting power, Mu Hanchan dragged his injured body and his meridians with burning pain and turned around to the frozen and poisoned Son of Sword.

There was a flash of cold light, and Mu Hanchan put the knife on his neck.

Just when Mu Hanchan was considering whether to kill him, two attacks came from the flanks.

"Wind Curling Blade Technique!"
Chapter completed!