Looking at the monk who disappeared below, he was sitting cross-legged in the corner with a spiritual talisman in front of him. It can be seen that this is a spiritual talisman that conceals his body shape and momentum, so hundreds of golden elixir stage monks cannot detect it.
Why was Zhang Mu able to discover it?
This is a coincidence. Not long ago, Zhang Mu had nothing to do and remembered the myth he knew in his previous life. The three eyes of Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian can not only kill demons and eliminate evil spirits, but also illuminate the evil spirits and have nowhere to hide. Then
Is it possible to use my own third eye?
Because of this, after Zhang Mu tried it, he discovered that his third eye had many benefits. After careful research, he also understood that as long as the monks were two levels higher than him, he would not be able to detect anything.
Moreover, Zhang Mu not only discovered him, but also saw his appearance clearly. Who else could it be if it wasn't Bie Xiaojian, the demon cultivator of the Weng family?
This kid can get what they are talking about. What is it?
Zhang Mu walked around Xuefeng to the back, took out a piece of black cloth from his storage bag and covered his face, waiting to watch the show.
Zhang Mu leaned sideways on the snow peak, looked at the hundreds of golden elixir monks outside who were anxious and cursing, and then looked at Bie Xiaojian who was full of joy, and already had an idea in his mind.
Zhang Mu grabbed a handful of snow in his hand, balled it up, aimed at Bie Xiaojun, and threw it at Bie Xiaojun.
The accuracy was pretty good, and it hit Bie Xiaojun's head. Although it didn't hurt very much, he still couldn't help but scream.
But before he could get angry, he realized that something was wrong. Then he saw hundreds of golden elixir monks, all of them were already shouting and throwing away the magic weapons and talismans in their hands.
Bie Xiaojun cursed fiercely, quickly took out a magic talisman and slapped it on his chest, and suddenly a black screen appeared in front of him.
Zhang Mu secretly thought: This other Xiaojun's strength has kept pace with the times and seems to have reached a higher level. Compared with him, I am afraid there is still some shortcomings.
But I have many means now. If I really try my best, I believe I won't definitely lose to him.
For Bie Xiaojun, Weng's demon cultivator, Zhang Mu still regarded him as a rival in his heart, because he felt that he was thoughtful, ruthless, and had better qualifications than himself, so it was not inappropriate to use him as his target.
Happy.
Just when Bie Xiaojun had finished his defense, many offensives arrived, rumbling on the black barrier. Although the offensive seemed very strong, the most powerful thing was to really shake up the black screen, and it was impossible to break it.
its appearance.
Zhang Mu frowned and said: "It seems that although Mr. Weng has fallen back to the peak of Yuanying, he is still not comparable to others. In just a few days, he has taught Bie Xiaojun, his disciple, to this point. How difficult will it be to meet Bie Xiaojun in the future?"
Proceed with caution."
Seeing that there was nothing wrong with the black screen, Bie Xiaojun showed a calm look on his face, sneered, turned over his hand, took out a piece of facial makeup, and threw it upward.
As he watched his hands move rapidly, muttering to himself, and pointing his finger in the air, his facial makeup underwent an astonishing change.
Looking at the face again at this time, it had skyrocketed several times, turning into an extremely dark face, with waves of evil energy floating out, which can be said to be frightening.
Zhang Mu grinned and said, "Bie Xiaojun's methods are really sharp."
When the other golden elixir stage monks saw him, they couldn't help but trembled.
One of the old men said: "No, this is Mr. Weng's devil-faced corpse, hurry up!"
But it was too late. Looking at the demon-faced corpse, it was very ferocious. It suddenly spurted out a burst of demonic energy and enveloped the two Jindan monks. They heard heartbreaking sounds coming from inside. It was obvious that they would not survive.
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The other monks who had escaped secretly rejoiced. They didn't expect this demon-faced corpse to be so terrifying. It actually killed the Golden Core-level monk in an instant. This was too powerful.
After seeing the power of the demon-faced corpse, these Golden Core monks did not dare to act rashly. They all looked at Bie Xiaojun with fear, neither killing nor retreating, and they were very confused.
Bie Xiaojun didn't have time to spend with them. He also knew that although the level of the demon-faced corpse was powerful, he couldn't control it for a long time due to his advanced foundation-building level. If it wasn't to save his life, he wouldn't have used it.
Looking at the slight sweat on Bie Xiaojun's face and the slight trembling at the corners of his eyes, it can be seen that he seems to have the upper hand, but in fact he is in danger.
"Hmph, if you dare to chase me again, I will kill you!" After saying that, he took back the demon-faced corpse and drove towards the distance with his sword.
The other monks looked at each other, and no one dared to take the lead.
"What are you still doing? This kid has taken away the Demonic Dragon Seal. Hurry up and chase him!"
"Yes, chase!"
After Zhang Mu heard the Demonic Dragon Seal in their mouths, he couldn't help but think of the Nine Dragon Seal, a secret treasure in the secret realm. In order to escape from the demonic formation that day, Mr. Weng used his own monks to cast the Nine Dragon Seal. Although he escaped with his whole body, he could not escape.
The Nine Dragon Seal was also divided into nine parts, and I think this Demonic Dragon Seal was one of them.
Zhang Mu was secretly happy. The Demonic Dragon Seal was a good thing. If he could lift the Jiufen Dragon Seal, wouldn't he have a treasure in his hand?
Thinking of this, Zhang Mu did not hesitate and followed the crowd with his sword.
Bie Xiaojun thought he could scare this group of people, but he didn't expect that they were not afraid of their lives for the sake of the Demon Dragon Seal. What should he do?
If this continues, Bie Xiaojun himself will be the unlucky one in the end. The monk behind him is not at the Golden Core stage, and it will not help if he is at a high Foundation Establishment stage. The difference in realm is not so easy to make up for.
Just when he was anxious, he heard the fierce sound of fighting in front of him. His heart moved and Yujian galloped forward.
When he stepped forward to watch, he couldn't help but be shocked and shocked by the scene in front of him.
I saw the vast snow-covered land, and I thought that the powerful monks in brocade robes were fighting desperately with the Snow Mother. Judging from the situation of the two of them, they must have been fighting for a long time. It can be said that this place is miserable, and the surrounding areas were destroyed.
A lot, very messy.
Needless to say, those who can fight with Snow Mother must also be monks in the Nascent Soul stage, and wearing brocade clothes, I believe they should be monks from the Xuanfu.
Bie Xiaojun swallowed his saliva and hurriedly flew downwards, but before he could escape, he saw many people coming to kill him.
There were demon cultivators, cultivators, Snow Maidens, Mao Snowmen, Snowman Kings, Blood Demons, tens of thousands of people fighting together inside. It was really no less than the fight outside.
Shan said that after Zhang Mu arrived with hundreds of Jindan monks, Bie Xiaojun was already fighting privately on the battlefield.
After Zhang Mu saw Xue Mu fighting with the Jinyi monks, he couldn't help but chuckle. Since Xue Mu is here, does that mean Xue'er is also here?
But before Zhang Mu could be happy, he heard Xue Mu exclaim: "Xue'er doesn't want it!"
Zhang Mu's heart was shocked and he quickly looked towards Xue Mu. It would have been better if he didn't look. When he saw it, his heart trembled and his blood surged. He couldn't hold it back and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
I only saw Xue Mu and the Jinyi monks fighting together. Although they couldn't tell the difference in a short time, the strength of the two was very different. If Xue Lingkui hadn't arrived in time to help Xue Mu, I'm afraid Xue Mu would have been defeated.
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It was precisely with Xue Lingkui's help that Xue's mother was able to persevere until now, but the gap was too big. If she was not careful, the Jinyi monk's way was ruined, and several sword energy struck her chest.
If hit this time, the Snow Lady would be seriously injured even if she was not dead. Then the Snow Lady lineage would really be over.
Because of this, Xueer rushed forward in desperation and blocked these sword energy with her own body.
However, Xue'er's cultivation level is not low, but it is only at the Golden Core stage, so how can it be an opponent who is a sword cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage? With an angry blow, his clothes were stained with blood in an instant, and he fell down.
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Mother Xue's face, which was already white, looked even whiter now. She shouted, her eyes were blazing, and she hit the monk in brocade clothes.
After Zhang Mu saw Xue'er being attacked, his blood surged, but he didn't waste it. He already rushed over with the Meteor Sword!
"Xueer!!!"
After Xueer was hit, the shadow of Zhang Mu was always in her mind. Now after hearing the cry, she secretly thought that she was too stupid to imagine Zhang Lang at this time.
But when a pair of hands hugged the body tightly, he forced himself to open his eyes. In front of his eyes was Zhang Lang, who he missed so much day and night. He felt excited, and because he was seriously injured and had no medical treatment, he vomited.
The blood dyed the white clothes on the left shoulder red, so miserable!
After landing, hundreds of snow girls ran over in panic to protect the Dharma. When they saw it was Zhang Mu, they all stood around knowingly to guard against others.
Xue'er looked at Zhang Mu, her eyes filled with water, she couldn't believe it and said, "You, you are Mr. Zhang?"
When Zhang Mu heard this, his heart was as sharp as a knife!
Looking at the injuries on Xue'er's body, the muscles and veins have been severed by the sword energy. If you want to be cured, you have to ask Taishang Laojun's Nine Turns Resurrection Pill. But is there Taishang Laojun in this world? Let alone Taishang Laojun.
What is the Nine Turns of Resurrection Pill?
"It's me, it's me, Xue'er, I'm sorry, I'm late." Holding Xue'er tightly, biting his lips, blood marks appeared, which showed how painful he was at this moment.
"No, no, Zhang, Zhang Lang, you are not right, I'm sorry Xue'er, Xue'er, Xue'er saw, saw Zhang Lang, so, so happy." As she said that, Xue'er's already cold body, at this moment,
It became extremely cold, as if it had lost its soul.
Zhang Mu felt a sore nose and regretted endlessly. Why did he come so late?
"Zhang Lang, don't cry. Xue'er, Xue'er can see you now. See you, Zhang Lang. Even if you die, you can rest in peace."
Looking at the tears falling from the corners of Xueer's eyes, Zhang Mu's heart was broken. It really hurts, it hurts. Why do you do this to yourself? Why?
"Zhang, Zhang Lang, don't cry. Xue'er is fine. It's so cold. Hug, hold me tight." Xue'er felt Zhang Mu's love, and her heart was full. She was only afraid that Zhang Mu would leave her. She was in a dream.
, so he had to let Zhang Mu hug him tightly so that he could feel his presence.
Zhang Mu nodded fiercely and said: "Okay, okay, I won't let you go. I want to hug you. I want to hug you for the rest of my life." As he said this, Zhang Mu's eyes felt like they were dying.
Xue'er felt it, but she also felt very tired. She closed her eyes tightly and snuggled into Zhang Mu's arms, murmuring: "Zhang Lang, Xue'er is satisfied."
After these words were spoken, Zhang Mu's heart was shocked. Looking at Xue'er who was not breathing in his arms, he couldn't help but feel mixed with anger and pity, and he looked up to the sky and screamed!!!