The fluctuations in the space spread out, and almost at the same time, a mental power descended into Lin Feng’s secret room!

Swish

A figure flashed, and Mu Shu, who had just left, appeared again. He sensed that the space teleportation fluctuations in the secret room where the wooden lion was located were somewhat abnormal, different from the previous one, so he turned back.

"Mu Lion?" Mu Shu stood outside the secret room and wondered what was going on.

At this moment, Mu Ping, the leader of the Red Ridge tribe, roared: "Bold thief, dare you!"

Mu Shu also sensed another space fluctuation at this moment, consistent with the space fluctuation that had not yet dissipated in the wooden lion secret room.

The wooden lion slapped out with a palm and forced the door of the quiet room to open, and found that there was no one else inside except for the already carved teleportation array.

"The breath of human race?" Mu Shu's face changed drastically.

The next moment, Mu Shu seemed to realize something, and her body flashed continuously, disappeared from the sky, and headed straight to the place where the space fluctuated in the distance.

Swish!

Two figures descended and appeared above a forest of origin, looking down.

These two people were Mu Shu and Mu Ping. Their faces were extremely gloomy, and the mysterious pressure spread out uncontrollably.

At this moment, a lot of the source trees below them have been cut off, and all of them have been cut off are good source trees. At the same time, space fluctuations are spreading in the forest, and it is obvious that someone has just teleported away.

Mu Ping looked at the messy source forest below, and his eyes were almost about to burst into flames. This source forest was the best source tree in the Red Ridge tribe, but was ruined by the thieves.

The thief started to cut off all the best source trees in the source woods.

"Who did it?" Mu Ping's eyes were blasting. This was done by an acquaintance, otherwise he would not have cut it so purposefully.

Mu Shu closed his eyes and sensed it carefully. Then, his face became more and more gloomy. The other party teleported away, and the distance was very far. Unless the divine realm, it was impossible to catch up.

Moreover, what made Mu Shu feel the most trembling was that he also sensed the breath of the human race here.

"The breath of human race?" Mu Ping also felt something, and his face became extremely exciting.

"Follow me." Mu Shu said in a deep voice. He forced himself to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, his body flashed, and flew towards the secret room where the wooden lion was.

Seeing this, Mu Ping hurriedly followed him.

"Where is the wooden lion?" Mu Ping looked at the empty secret room and had an unknown premonition in his heart.

Mu Shu always had a calm face. He carefully studied the two teleportation arrays on the ground, and then said: "One is newly arranged, leading to the source woods, and the other is arranged before."

"Someone temporarily arranged a teleportation array from here and teleported to the source forest." Mu Ping's face looked ugly.

"This person is not a wooden lion," Mu Shu said.

Neither Mu Ping doubted the wooden lion's idea, because as long as the wooden lion wanted, just say that Mu Ping could even shovel the land of the source wood to the wooden lion.

This is not an exaggeration, because the wooden lion may become a saint in the future, even if it is only possible, Mu Ping is very willing to make friends with the wooden lion.

A piece of source woods has brought the favor of the wooden lion, which is worth it for Mu Ping.

Mu Ping knew in his heart that even if the wooden lion is not a holy realm in the future, the peak of the third level of the divine realm will never run away.

However, what scared Mu Ping was that he also sensed the breath of the human race here.

"The teleportation array that was arranged before should be prepared by Mu Lion. Let's teleport it over and take a look." Mu Shu said.

Mu Ping nodded, took out the source stone, and embedded it into the teleportation array underground.

Mu Shu took out a jade talisman and ordered some things.

"Let's go."

The teleportation array was activated, Mu Shu and Mu Ping disappeared into the teleportation array, and then the two appeared in the abdomen of the mountain.

The next moment, Mu Shu and the wooden lion stood on the spot as if struck by lightning, staring at the corpse of the wooden lion who had been drained from the essence.

"Is the wooden lion dead?" Mu Ping whispered in dismay, unable to believe everything in front of him.

Mu Shu also felt his head explode. He was sent by the headquarters to protect the wooden lion, but the wooden lion died under his nose.

"Where is the God of Power?" Mu Ping asked in a trembling voice.

When Mu Shu heard this, his face suddenly twitched. When he came in, he did not sense the seed of the God of Power when he came in, but the fear in his heart made him avoid this problem.

The wooden lion he personally protected died, and he would inevitably be severely punished.

However, he knew in his heart that compared to the death of the wooden lion, the loss of the God of the Power is really a mistake that cannot be compensated by death.

"Look for it quickly." Mu Shu's voice changed.

Upon hearing this, Mu Ping symbolically walked around the mountain belly.

In fact, both Mu Ping and Mu Shu knew that if the seed of the Spirit of the God of the Power were lost, they all had the mental power. As long as they were willing, they could even take out a grain of dust in the abdomen of the mountain, let alone the seed of the high-purity energy body of the Spirit of the Power?

They did this just to relieve their fear. The loss of the God of Power is not enough to apologize if they kill them.

"There is a breath of human race here." Mu Ping's eyes twitched, and he couldn't believe everything he could sense.

Mu Shu's face twitched a few times. In fact, there was no need for Mu Ping to say it. The rich human aura in the mountain belly did not need to be sensed at all.

As soon as he stepped here, he knew that the human cultivator had gone into seclusion here.

Mu Shu closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his voice heavy: "Mu Lion was not alone before."

When Mu Ping heard this, his eyelids twitched and he said, "Mu Feng is gone. Could it be that he was refined by the wooden lion?"

Mu Shu laughed terrified and said, "Is it interesting for us to lie to ourselves like this?"

Mu Ping fell silent. He was indeed lying to himself. The loss of the God of the Power Spirit. Even if Mu Shu would bear most of the punishment, he could not escape the blame.

Moreover, what made Mu Ping most frightened was that Mu Feng was brought to the clan meeting by the Red Ri tribe, and Mu Ping could not afford this responsibility.

However, the facts are basically very clear, and Mu Ping also guessed some of the truth in his heart.

The body of the wooden lion, the spirit species of the power gods, and Mu Feng disappeared. The breath of the human race was connected, and the truth was almost written on Mu Ping and Mu Shu's face.

"Mu Feng is really a human race?" Mu Ping's voice was filled with a crying voice. It was hard to imagine that he actually brought a human cultivator to the clan meeting. Moreover, this human cultivator once surpassed the geniuses of the four major tribes to reach the top of the Power God Peak!

"The only one who is with the wooden lion is Mu Feng, and the wooden lion is dead." Mu Shu looked at Mu Ping with a cold voice.

He now wants to kill Mu Ping to death. If Mu Feng is really a fake by a human practitioner, then Mu Ping, who brought Mu Feng to the clan meeting, has an unshirkable responsibility.

The two fell into silence for a moment. On the one hand, the loss of the God of Power has made them confused. On the other hand, they need to digest the truth that Mu Feng is a human cultivator.

"How did he avoid the source power detection?" Mu Ping whispered. At that time, Lin Feng was not exposed.

"His battle process was broadcast live. No matter whether it was his opponent or the elder of the third level of the Battle God Realm, he noticed no abnormality." Mu Shu added.

The wooden flat skin shook a few times and said, "His means are so unpredictable, is it just for the power god seed?"

Mu Shu closed his eyes in pain and said, "I don't know what his real purpose is, but he has already got what he wants and has taken it away."
Chapter completed!