Holy Island is an almost deserted island. If it weren't for the six towering buildings, others would definitely think it was an uninhabited island.
A year ago, the only remaining Orc Academy on the Holy Island was closed, and all the remaining Orc students and college teachers left the Holy Island. Today, only the magma cave under the Holy Island Castle is still in use, because Mu
Zetian is still trapped there.
That magma cave has now become the base for more than 40 members of the Mu family. For three years, Mu Bai and others have been searching for the young master Mu Xuan, but there is no clue. Now their plan is to take revenge on Ji Tianxiao and the demons. At the same time,
Looking for another Mu family master, Mu Feiyi.
"Father, do you really want to take revenge on Ji Tianxiao? We can't confirm that he is the murderer." Mubai sat on a rock and asked Mu Yuan tiredly.
"If we can't confirm, let's confirm!" Mu Yuan's eyes were cold. After three years of searching, he could now conclude that the young master Mu Xuan was no longer around. Now, even if he was killed by mistake, he still had to get rid of Ji Tianxiao.
"Uncle Mu Yuan, is Young Master Mu Xuan really... really gone?" Mu Yu asked while stroking Xiao Bai, who was already as tall as a man, her tone full of unwillingness and sadness.
"Xiaoyu, the young master must still be alive, don't be sad." Mu Yuan can only comfort everyone with lies now.
"Mu Yuan, in three days you take 20 people to the Demon Country in Hanchuan Continent, and you must bring back Ji Tianxiao's head! Mubai, in three days you take the remaining people to the three continents to find the master Mu Fei
Yi!" Mu Zetian in the magma lake commanded with dignity.
"But... I want to go to Hanchuan Continent, and I want to kill that Ji Tianxiao myself!" In Mubai's heart, the most important thing is to avenge the young master!
"No, everything is according to my order!"
"yes…"
Mubai had no choice but to obey his orders, because Mu Zetian's words were irrefutable. He was the real leader of this group of people, the leader of the third branch of the Mu family.
At this time, undercurrents were surging deep in the seabed, and all undersea creatures stayed away from the underground prison where Mu Xuan and Wuming were, because they all felt the dangerous aura emanating from there.
"Xiao Mu Xuan, are you okay?" The unknown old man stood at the door of Haitian Palace and asked Mu Xuan who was not far away.
"Ready, Master." Mu Xuan replied respectfully, but his tone revealed his weak side.
Today, Mu Xuan has changed a lot. At the age of sixteen, he is already over 1.7 meters tall. His slender figure and vicissitudes of appearance make it difficult for people to connect him with the child before.
Mu Xuan was still wearing a black robe, but there were many more patches on the clothes. He pieced them together from several previous clothes, and then used alchemy to sew them together.
In three years, like Mu Xuan's long black hair, his strength has grown a lot. His previous training speed was at the "monster" level. Three years ago, he used Wuming's clone cultivation, and his speed doubled.
growth of.
Today, Mu Xuan's strength has reached the early stage of the Wuji Realm. His cultivation speed can now be regarded as "the monster among monsters". However, there must be a price for such a rapid increase in strength. As the old man said before, the cultivation of the clone is
At the expense of life, every time a clone is created, life will be reduced by one day.
In three years, Mu Xuan has created countless clones. The passage of life must have reached a terrifying level, which is why he appears to be so vicissitudes of life now. In addition, the disaster he experienced a year ago even cost him a lot of energy.
Life, if Wuming hadn't helped, Mu Xuan would have probably died.
After paying such a high price, Mu Xuan gained three major magic spirits, the Xuanyuan realm fire spirit, the emperor-destroying realm water spirit, and the Wuji realm wind spirit. In addition, his alchemy has reached the late stage of magic soul. Wuming said "
"Intention" has also been completely mastered by him, and he has completed the first three of Wutu's Five Techniques, the Voidness Chapter, and the Silence Chapter have reached the Canghai Chapter.
At the same time, he also fully mastered the first section of the Mingsun Sword, the third part of the ancestral fighting art, the Killing Art.
So now Mu Xuan can be regarded as a powerful person in the Three Spirit Realm. Of course, the premise is that he can get out of this prison-like Haitian Palace.
"Let's start when you're ready." The nameless old man looked at Mu Xuan with a determined face and didn't know what to say. Now that he had reached this point, nothing he could say would help.
"Yes." After Mu Xuan responded, he looked at the seal interface in the distance with a solemn expression, his eyes flashing.
"Killing the Supreme Technique! The Dark Sun Sword!"
"Whoosh!" A black hurricane swept out with the force of a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves. It was so powerful that a large group of Xiaoqi and other stone men all captured the place far away.
"Bang!" A moment later, a loud noise came from the seal interface in the distance. The entire Haitian Palace was shaking at this time. The golden lines on the seal interface appeared and disappeared, and it seemed that it was close to the edge of collapse.
However, all fluctuations slowly disappeared with the passage of time, and the seal interface returned to its usual appearance. This attack probably failed.
"Underworld Sword! Underworld Sword! Underworld Sword!" Mu Xuan cast more than ten Underworld Swords in one breath, but the seal interface only experienced larger-scale fluctuations in the end, and then returned to calm.
"No, then I have no choice but... the art of clones!"
As soon as Mu Xuan finished speaking, more than three hundred Mu Xuan appeared in the open space. It can be seen from the flame marks on their foreheads that these clones are the fire-type clones with the highest attack power.
"Hey..." The old man sighed slightly as he looked at the scene in front of him. He knew that Mu Xuan spent a year of his life for this attack...
"Fire Spirit!" Mu Xuan sent out one of his secret spirits, the Fire Spirit, and instantly all the clones were wrapped in slowly burning flames.
"Netherworld Sword!"
A huge roar resounded through the cave, and then the roar was replaced by the roar of the wind, and more than 300 Mingsun swords rushed towards the seal point at the same time.
"boom!"
After the huge impact, the seal was shaking.
"Failed again?"
When Mu Xuan saw that the seal was not broken at once, he thought he had failed again. At the same time, he held the sword in one hand and fell to the ground, breathing heavily.
At this moment, the entire seal interface suddenly shrunk rapidly, Haitian Palace collapsed, and Xiao Qi and other stone figures also turned into rubble in an instant.
"this!"
Wuming immediately moved to Mu Xuan's side and transformed into a wooden shield to protect himself and Mu Xuan within it.
"Master! Xiaoqi and the others!"
"I know! He must have specially treated this seal. As soon as someone wants to destroy it, he will quickly shrink and kill the person inside. He is just afraid that I will escape!" Wuming roared.
"Xiao Qi! Dadai!"
At this moment, Mu Dun burst into pieces with a "bang", and the entire seal tightly surrounded Mu Xuan and the old man.
"Master... I'm about to die..." At this critical moment, Mu Xuan left his last words and fainted. The old man knew that this was the result of Mu Xuan consuming his life for a long time.