Muchen just glanced at those eyes, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
At the same time, Muchen's ears also heard a system prompt.
[Congratulations to the host for triggering the random mission: Unparalleled in the World!]
[Kill the Hedao stage ghost cultivator beyond the level!]
[It is detected that this mission is extremely difficult to complete, and the mission reward will be doubled.]
[Task reward: a top-quality mysterious treasure, 10 time and space teleportation opportunities, and one heavy-weight special time and space teleportation opportunity.]
[Mission penalty: None.]
"It's his fault. Is there any difference in the punishment for this mission? If I can't defeat him, I will definitely die."
Muchen couldn't help scolding his mother in his heart.
Gui Mochou's face darkened, and he was extremely nervous at this moment:
"He's actually following you! Protect your heart! He's about to expand his territory!"
The pair of eyes only appeared for a moment and then disappeared, but that didn't mean that he just left.
"Follow closely!"
Gui Mochou slapped his forehead, several flashes of light flashed, and his Nascent Soul villain appeared in the air.
Five grimaces appeared around Yuanying, and the look of pain on Yuanying's face became more solemn.
The areas that had been declining suddenly became strong again.
"My blood domain can continue to be maintained. When the domains collide, I will no longer be able to protect you, so try your best to survive!"
Muchen had never seen Gui Mochou's face look so ugly. Originally, his face looked like a dead person, but now it was basically the same as a dead person.
Thousands of ghosts cried and howled outside the realm, and suddenly there was an eerie low laughter mixed into it.
The laughter became sharper and shriller, stirring everyone's hearts.
"The big one is coming!"
Muchen mobilized three true fires to form three barriers on his body, and the firebird also followed suit.
The three of them were all moving quickly. It was already a life-and-death situation at this moment. Their escape speeds were increased to the limit. Together with Nascent Soul, a total of four escape lights were quickly shuttled through the sea of ghosts.
But in the next second, Muchen felt his eyes darken, and then everything he could sense disappeared.
He seemed to be in an absolutely dead dark space, flying aimlessly in it.
Muchen immediately tried to contact Long Guo, but received no response.
Naturally, this ghost cultivator has no ability to cut off the connection between Muchen and Longguo.
"Then this is what directly affects my consciousness. Is it an illusion or..."
While Muchen was speculating, countless tentacles suddenly stretched out from the surrounding dark space and struck towards Muchen.
Muchen punched out and released a fire storm, but it couldn't hurt these tentacles at all.
"Damn it!"
Muchen yelled angrily, and those tentacles had already rushed towards him, directly piercing into Muchen's head.
Muchen howled in pain, and at the same time he felt that the vitality in his body was constantly draining, and his ability to move was constantly being lost.
The fear of death surrounded Muchen.
Am I really going to die from this?
…No, that’s not right!
Although I, Muchen He, am afraid of death, ever since I entered the path of cultivating immortals, I have been prepared to die one day.
This must be the fault of that ghost cultivator. Even if I can't resist, I can't let him get his way!
Muchen's tenacious will revived him, and he began to struggle again, trying every means to mobilize his spiritual energy.
It was this short period of struggle that saved Muchen's life.
A hand suddenly grabbed Muchen's shoulder and pulled him out of the dark space.
The first person Muchen saw was Gui Mochou. Gui Mochou was already extremely weak. It seemed that he had really put in a lot of effort to save Muchen.
"We're almost there, hold on!"
Gui Mochou's voice was hoarse. After saying this, he continued to use his escape technique to fly.
Muchen's heart was beating very fast. He glanced at the fire bird next to him, and he also looked depressed.
"It's his fault. If I hadn't been a transformed god before, I would have almost fallen into the trap."
The firebird was very frightened and kept muttering in its mouth.
Muchen didn't know what means Gui Mochou used to resist the ghost cultivator's domain, and there were no dangers on the road ahead.
Muchen soon saw a magnificent palace. This should be the largest building he had ever seen. Just saying it was huge was not enough to describe it. Only heavenly craftsmen could build such a majestic palace, which was thousands of feet high.
, stretching for hundreds of miles.
In front of the door of the main hall, there is a small light shield, which is resisting the attacks of countless evil spirits.
Several people plunged into the light shield, Gui Mochou fell down directly, and his Nascent Soul villain also got back.
"Fellow Taoist Haokong!"
Muchen was panting and looked at the person in the blindfold, and soon found Sima Haokong who was meditating intently.
However, Sima Haokong seemed to be immersed in cultivation and ignored Muchen's call.
"Are you the person he wants to pick up? What's your name?"
An old voice sounded, Muchen turned around and saw an old woman standing in front of him.
This old woman was so old, her eyes were covered by droopy eyelids, and Muchen couldn't even be sure whether the old woman was talking to him.
Out of politeness, Muchen still saluted the old woman: "My junior name is Muchen. I have met my senior."
The old woman smiled, and the wrinkles on her face piled up:
"I'm not a senior, I'm not a cultivator, I'm just an ordinary tombkeeper here."
Muchen was stunned. He quickly sensed that the spiritual energy in this old woman was extremely weak, even lower than during her Qi training period.
He suddenly thought of the Wusheng Hall that he had explored before, and immediately understood that it was the old man's residence.
"If we use ordinary to describe fairies, who do we think we are?"
Firebird interrupted, showing great curiosity: "I wonder how long the fairy has been here?"
The old woman replied: "I don't know, but it must have been at least ten thousand years. I have lived for too long, and I don't want to care about how much time has passed."
Both Muchen and Huo Niao fell into silence. This life span of ten thousand years is probably only available to Mahayana, right?
The old woman spoke first:
"I know you must have a lot of questions. Don't worry, it's safe here for the time being. And I haven't seen such people for a long time, so I'm still very happy."
Muchen thought about his words and said: "I would like to ask, whose tomb is this Emperor Xu Secret Realm, and what is your relationship with the tomb owner."
She said: "Then this is a long story, a story about heroes."
The old woman had always looked very senile before, but when this matter was mentioned, she straightened her back with difficulty and tried her best to speak in a decent manner.
Muchen glanced at the ghosts and the weak light shield outside, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.