"Muzi!" The hearts of Liu Li and the others trembled. Who else could this voice be if it wasn't Zhang Mu?
The three of them thought at the same time - Makiko is not dead!
Liu Li turned around and saw Zhang Mu flying with his sword in the air. Thousands of snow girls behind him had already joined the battle. With this kind of strength, he was believed to be the most powerful among the group of people.
Zhang Mu came down and asked with concern: "Is everything okay?"
"It's okay." Liu Li was happier than anyone else. He originally thought they were all going to hell together, but he didn't expect Zhang Mu to arrive in time. It was really thrilling.
"They..." Liu Li looked at the many snow girls with confusion on his face.
Zhang Mu nodded, waved his hand and said, "I can't explain that for a while, so I'll rush out first."
"Wait a minute, second brother, look at this." After saying that, Sun Xiao turned over and took out the Demon Dragon Seal. Since it was surrounded by many snow girls, other monks couldn't see it at all, although they could detect it with their spiritual sense.
But at this time, everyone is desperately fighting, who dares to use spiritual consciousness to detect it?
"Great!" Zhang Mu took the Magic Dragon Seal and put it in his hand. A wave of space caused the Magic Dragon Seal to disappear.
Liu Li and the others knew that the Demonic Dragon Seal had already entered the Xumo Cauldron, and even if they were Nascent Soul Stage monks, they would not have thought of snatching it away.
"Muzi, I think we should leave quickly!" Liu Li looked at the fight outside. Although there were many snow girls, fighting would cause great harm, so it was better not to wade into the muddy water.
Zhang Mu shook his head and said, "No."
"In this case, you go out first and take them to the Holy Land to wait for me. I will rescue them soon."
"You want to seize the Ice Dragon Seal?"
"Well, now that the Demonic Dragon Seal has been obtained, this Ice Dragon Seal must be obtained even more."
When Liu Li saw Zhang Mu speaking so resolutely, he knew that trying to persuade him was useless, so he just nodded in agreement.
Zhang Mu gave the order and saw thousands of snow maidens retreating slowly, flying towards the Holy Land with Liu Li and the others. Although once so many snow maidens left, these monks also wondered whether the Demonic Dragon Seal would be in their hands?
But then I thought about it, so what if I were in their hands? I only had a few dozen people in total, could I still eradicate thousands of snow girls?
At first, there were monks in the Nascent Soul stage who helped to resist. Now, although there are many people left, they are all scattered. What's more, the Ice Dragon Seal is still here, and they will no longer think about the Demon Dragon Seal. After all, they may not be defeated.
The snow girl took it away.
Of course, there were some who tried to catch up, but they were all killed by Zhang Mu using his personal skills. Xue Nu and Liu Li were finally far away.
Zhang Mu looked at the monks present, almost all of them were fighting for a storage bag. It seemed that this was the storage bag of the Jinyi monks. There must be a lot of treasures in it, and I believe the Ice Dragon Seal is also in it.
"The Nine Dragon Seal, the Ice Dragon Seal alone is so powerful. If the Nine Dragon Seals are really put together, wouldn't it have the power to destroy the heaven and the earth?"
The more I think about it, the more excited I become. I can get this Ice Dragon Seal no matter what, but it seems a little difficult.
If I could be ruthless and let thousands of snow maidens kill them with all my strength, I would probably still have a 60-70% certainty, but then I estimate that there wouldn’t be many snow maidens left. After all, the cultivation levels of the monks here and the snow maidens are almost the same.
There is not much chance of winning at all.
Most of the snow girls are in the foundation-building stage, but the proportion of those in the golden elixir stage is still relatively large.
Unexpectedly, among the tens of thousands of monks, there are only about one-tenth of the number of monks in the Golden Core Stage. If the other monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage are all up, they will not be able to benefit at all.
"It seems we can only wait for the opportunity." After Zhang Mu said that, he slowly came to the edge and watched the storage bags in the battlefield change places. Not to mention how lively it was.
Suddenly, Zhang Mu spotted a figure. Was it Bie Xiaojun or someone else?
"Oops, this guy is here too. He's in trouble."
If Zhang Mu is afraid of anyone, I'm afraid Bie Xiaojun is one of them. He was the one who suppressed and beat him at the beginning. Now it seems that he is higher than the same monks, but he, Bie Xiaojun, is already a monk in the advanced stage of foundation building.
He is not far away from Dzogchen. It is not easy to defeat him.
Thinking about Bie Xiaojun's methods, he didn't think about the ones he had never seen before. The only one he had seen was the demon-faced corpse. Since it could scare many Jindan monks and corrupt several Jindan monks at the same price,
This shows the power of this demon-faced corpse.
Then there is the demon-transforming skill that he practiced. Presumably it is also Mr. Weng's skill, so it should not be underestimated.
Then there were some strange methods, which forced Zhang Mu to treat him with caution. After all, if you sail a ten thousand year ship carefully, you cannot end up buried here because of a momentary mistake.
Seeing the monks killing each other, Zhang Mu thought it would take a long time, but at this moment something happened.
I only saw a monk grabbing the storage bag, pinching the magic talisman he had already grasped in his hand, and suddenly a burst of light burst out, and the next moment, he disappeared.
Teleportation charm!
Zhang Mu was shocked. This was really careless. He never thought that someone would have a teleportation talisman. This is really looking down on the monks in the world.
Just after this monk disappeared, several of the monks who were helping him to protect him were chopped into pieces before they could move, which shows that they have aroused public anger.
However, being angry was of no use. The group of people looked at each other, cursed a few times, and then began to frantically snatch the storage bags on the ground. These were all unexpected wealth, and whoever grabbed them would naturally belong to whom.
In this way, these tens of thousands of people gradually left here, and they seemed to know that the matter was almost over, but no one mentioned the Demonic Dragon Seal again, and began to go down the mountain to reinforce the human world camp to resist the demonic army.
When everyone gradually disappeared here, Zhang Mu couldn't help but squinted his eyes and looked at Bie Xiaojun who still hadn't moved, and Bie Xiaojun also looked at him.
Before Zhang Mu could speak, Bie Xiaojun held up his hands and said, "But brother Zhang Mu."
"Exactly, I'm fine, brother." Although he and Bie Xiaojun are not friends, they haven't reached the point of breaking up with each other. After all, it's better to do less than to do more. It's better to offend such a threatening enemy as little as possible.
"We haven't seen each other for a long time. Brother Zhang's strength is growing rapidly. I believe he will surpass me in a short time." Bie Xiaojun flew over and looked at Zhang Mu and said intentionally or unintentionally.
"There, I see my brother is waiting for me, Zhang. It's such an honor for Zhang."
Hearing that there was something in Zhang Mu's words, Bie Xiaojun chuckled and said, "I wonder if Brother Zhang doesn't leave, is there anything else important?"
"What do you think?" Zhang Mu looked into his eyes and asked.
Bie Xiaojun turned his head slightly, with a murderous look in his eyes, but it disappeared immediately, and then he turned around and said with a smile: "Since we are doing this at the same time, let's do it."
"good."
Bie Xiaojun turned around suddenly, condensed a wave of demonic energy in his hand, and blasted it not far ahead.
When I saw the snow peak not far ahead, it suddenly exploded, a cry of surprise came from inside, and then a figure rushed out quickly.
After this man rushed out, he didn't even look at Zhang and Mu. He raised his sword and tried to escape.
This person is none other than the boy who grabbed the storage bag.
The magic talisman he just cast was not a teleportation talisman, but a concealment talisman with short-distance teleportation. Only then did he sneak into the snowy peak, evading the spiritual search of tens of thousands of monks, although it was not as good as teleportation.
Talisman, but it is also a very rare spiritual talisman, something that can be encountered but not sought.
However, Zhang Mu didn't know anything about this. He didn't do much research on spiritual talismans at all, but he had been observing Bie Xiaojun. When he saw that he didn't leave, he felt something was wrong, so he stayed.
I really didn't expect that he had just come out. If Bie Xiaojun knew the truth, he would probably eat Zhang Mu alive. I would not be relieved to believe it.
Seeing that this person was about to run away, Bie Xiaojun quickly took out his aircraft and sped up to catch up!
Zhang Mu was not idle either. He waved his hand and flew out the Meteor Sword. He jumped into a meteor and followed him. He was not much better than Bie Xiaojun at all. On the contrary, he was a few points faster. This made Bie Xiaojun feel a chill in his heart.
Zhang Mu also pondered secretly in his heart.
The monk's cultivation also looked like he was in the advanced stage of foundation building, but now that he was carrying a huge treasure, he had no intention of fighting. He just wanted to leave this place, find a place to live in seclusion for a while, and then come out and dominate after the limelight passed.
He didn't think much, but he was destined to be disappointed, not for anything else, but because those who chased him were all heaven-defying existences in the foundation building period, and it was impossible for him to leave sadly.
Zhang Mu also had some thoughts at this time. His flying speed has not yet reached rapid speed. I believe Bie Xiaojun is the same, but the speed at which he performs Meteor is probably comparable to that of monks at the Golden Core Stage.
This is not Zhang Mu Wangpo selling melons; she is selling herself and boasting.
The Meteor Sword is made from many precious crystals, so you can imagine how precious it is. This is Zhang Mu. If it were any other foundation-building monk, it would be a foolish dream to refine the Meteor Butterfly Sword.
Seeing that this monk is getting closer and closer, it won't take long for him to catch up.
"Farewell, brother, I think it's you who should take action." Zhang Mu said without looking back.
When Bie Xiaojun heard this, he sneered secretly without showing it on his face at all, which showed how scheming and vicious his heart was.
"Since Brother Zhang said this, I won't be polite." After saying that, Bie Xiaojun turned his hand, a thin needle appeared in his hand, and he sacrificed it to the monk in front of him.
Zhang Mu cares about his needle. It is filled with a trace of demonic energy. I believe it is a powerful magical weapon. It seems that Bie Xiaojun's strength cannot be underestimated.
"Brother Zhang's methods greatly admire him."
"Brother Zhang, it's just a small trick to get into your eyes." There was a trace of contempt in Bie Xiaojun's words, but if you don't feel it carefully, you really can't understand it.
Zhang Mu felt the same as Ming Jing, how could he not be clear?
The two of them were not talking, but looked forward at the same time.
The thin needle flew out at an astonishing speed. Because the needle-shaped magic weapon was too small, there was little resistance. It made no sound at all when it flew. It would be difficult to find it without carefully searching with your spiritual sense. What's more, this monk was on the run and could not be found at all.
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It was just like this when he took it. The thin needle passed through the monk's back of the heart without any movement at all. Not a trace of blood flowed out, but black smoke began to slowly emerge from his wound.
Zhang Mu and Bie Xiaojun looked at each other, accelerated at the same time, and rushed forward...