"Brother Lu, open all magic circles and martial law in the whole city! Also, send someone to inquire about who the ancient Buddha of the Red Dust is!"

After succeeding with one blow, Mu Feng gave an order. He rolled his wide sleeves hard and disappeared with the ghost mother.

"yes!"

Lu Xuanfeng bowed to take the order and acted quickly.

"Awesome, it turns out that the devil is one foot taller, or is it even more powerful for us General!"

"A small arm guard is so powerful. What kind of treasure is it?"

"A man of Wen is indeed a legendary literary master who writes about the Spring and Autumn Period and martial arts books! With such a general Mu, why worry about the injustice of the East China Sea?"

"Put down the East China Sea, only General Mu, okay!"

...

Under the command of leaders at all levels, the guards dispersed, but they were still talking in secret and shocked.

The strength of the Ghost Mother is unfathomable to people, far better than that of ordinary real-life masters. Originally, when she suddenly turned around and left, she almost disappeared in the blink of an eye. Everyone thought she was going to break out of the siege and come and go freely. Who would have thought that she would be caught by Mu Feng in an instant at such a long distance!

The great show of the mighty wind shocked the guards, and they also became more confident in the future of Donghai County. In particular, many students from afar were all proud of having such a palace master and saw the more glorious future of Xiangshan Academy!

At the beginning, Mu Feng was in the Jiangling General's Mansion and Ye Beigong was sentenced to death. Although people were unanimously optimistic about his potential in cultivation, Mu Feng was still an elite practitioner at that time, which made the students worried. The long-standing school palace was panic, and the subsequent rebellion made people feel even more bleak. However, the subsequent series of actions greatly boosted people's hearts and rekindled the hope of the glorious school!

While people were talking, Mu Feng had already sat cross-legged in the painting world.

This is an island deep in the sea of ​​blood, with no one in a radius of thousands of miles and isolated from the world. On the entire island, there are only him and the ghost mother.

"Boy, let me go, you..., what do you want to do?"

Suddenly, he came to the isolated painting world, and the ghost mother felt a strong sense of uneasiness, shocked and angry.

"What do you think? It's time, what else can I do?" Mu Feng smiled coldly at the uneasy ghost mother, and slowly continued: "Dignity Saint, Do you remember when I first met in Yinfeng Cave, you asked me, what kind of martial arts I practiced and who is my master?"

Prince Ao Hong'er of the East China Sea is likely to attack with his masters at dawn. Time is tight, and Mu Feng is determined to cut the mess quickly.

The Ghost Mother's cultivation is far superior to that of an ordinary real-life master; and she is very knowledgeable and full of tricks. No one knows how many magical powers she is proficient in. After being sealed by Qiankun's arm guard, she cannot cause any storm. Once there is no Qiankun's arm guard suppression, even if she cannot escape the painting world, she will still cause bloody storms and make a big fuss in the painting world.

Of course, no one dares to be assured of such a master to be imprisoned on the island like others. Faced with Ao Honger and his masters who may attack at any time, the treasure of Qiankun Armguard must be carried on them, just in case. In this way, Mu Feng has only two ways to treat the master Ghost Mother. Either kill directly, refine her body, and plunder her power; or use the puppet technique of the Wooden People Sect to refine her into a war puppet!

"Didn't you say that it was a registered disciple of Taoist Ma Yi who practiced the martial arts he taught?" The ghost mother looked pale and asked knowingly. The calmer and colder Mu Feng was, the more uneasy she became. She didn't know what Mu Feng's move had.

She had never seen or heard of such a true body with sixteen arms.

At this moment, you can know without thinking about it that Mu Feng must have said casually. Although Master Ma Yi, the head of the Immortal Sect, was powerful, he could not have such a fierce and terrifying practice technique!

"Li Feifei, in fact, you have known that my cultivation techniques are different, so why should I ask them knowingly?" Mu Feng smiled coldly and continued, "It's okay to tell you today. In fact, my master of Mu Feng is not Master Ma Yi, and even Ye Bei Palace was the master I only worshipped after joining Xiangshan Academy. My natal magical powers are not the martial arts of the Immortal Conscious Sect, nor the mountain, river, and country skills passed down by the ancient saints of the earth, but the blood-refining technique of the Wu Sect! I, Mu Feng, is the last witch disciple and the last witch in this vast world for billions of years!"

"What, Wu Sect, the blood refining method?"

The ghost mother screamed in shock, and quickly remembered the records of the ancient witches in the Yinfeng Ceremony.

Legend has it that they are the supreme powerhouses who have occupied countless epochs in the world, each of which is a peerless master with great powers. Just a strong body can tear the entire world apart; when it comes to the CAO control of the soul, it is even more outstanding, and they are all terrible monsters that ordinary people cannot imagine!

"That's right, the blood refining technique! I, Mu Feng, are the most powerful and terrifying blood refining witch among the ancient witch sect!"

Mu Feng paused and continued slowly: "What is really scary about a blood-refining witch is not a strong body or a powerful soul, but a CAO control of blood and a plunder of power, refining blood and robbing Yang. Give me a drop of blood, and I can control the fate of others, and even inherit his natal magical powers!"

Refining blood to seize yang?

The ghost mother was shocked when she heard this. Suddenly, she suddenly realized and understood the purpose of Mu Feng bringing herself here. She finally knew why his cultivation level had broken through such a terrible state in just a short time! In a panic, she screamed loudly, "Mu Feng, do you dare?"

"At this time, what else can I dare to do?"

Mu Feng's expressionless face suddenly swelled the true energy in his body. He sprayed his natal energy on the body of the ghost mother, and made magic tricks with both hands to refine the ghost mother like a magic weapon. "Li Feifei, don't say that you are just a former Yinfeng Saint, even if you are the current Yinfeng Saint, I will still destroy you today, refine your blood to purify it, and plunder your power!"
Chapter completed!