fictionpage Chapter 33 Pill God, Mu Qingyang!
Chapter 33 Pill God, Mu Qingyang!
Chapter 33 Pill God, Mu Qingyang!
I saw that in the valley, the disciples who were supposed to use the sect-protecting formation were nowhere to be seen. Instead, people covered in blood and with weak breaths fell to the ground.
Seeing this scene in the valley, everyone's hearts were filled with panic.
"These people are too terrifying, we are powerless to resist!!"
"It's over, it's over, Mingyue Valley is going to be wiped out."
For a moment, all the disciples looked desperate and stepped back, trying to escape from Mingyue Valley.
And the black-robed cultivator in the Xuansheng period who was leading the group frowned, his eyes were extremely cold, he glanced around, and immediately shouted: "Everyone obeys orders, immediately go to Mingyue Valley to search, if anyone is found blocking, shoot to kill!"
"Yes!"
The black-robed monk heard the words and responded respectfully.
Afterwards, they turned into afterimages one by one, and rushed towards the disciples in the valley.
Soon, these black-robed monks came to the disciples of Mingyue Valley.
Looking at the scene in front of them, those Mingyue Valley disciples were terrified, and even lost the courage to draw their swords.
At this moment, another old man suddenly appeared in front of the black-robed monk. His eyes were sharp, and his body was full of majesty, like a god descending, making people want to worship involuntarily.
Seeing this old man, the first thing that surprised him was not the group of black-robed people, but those Mingyue Valley disciples.
At this moment, they were all shocked, because this old man with a strong aura was not someone else, but the steward of the firehouse that they usually despised secretly, old man Mu!
"How is this possible?"
"Yeah, how could Old Man Mu be so powerful?"
All of a sudden, those young disciples of Mingyue Valley looked at Mu Qingyang in horror, with shock on their faces.
They are very clear about the strength of old man Mu. In the entire Mingyue Valley, in terms of waste, old man Mu is ranked sixth from the bottom!
"Who are you?" At this moment, Old Man Mu stared at the group of black-robed monks sharply and asked.
The leading black-robed monk didn't answer, but narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man Mu for a long time before he sneered: "Jie Jie, I didn't expect such a big man like you to be hidden in this place, Dan God, Mu Qingyang!!"
Dan God, Mu Qingyang? ?
When the black-robed monk announced the identity of the old man Mu, the people around were shocked again, with shocked expressions on their faces.
Pill gods, in this continent, only those whose own strength has reached the stage of transforming gods, and the level of alchemists have reached at least the seventh rank or above, can be called alchemy gods, and the alchemy gods are existences that have been co-opted by various forces.
That is a walking network, which belongs to the real power!
All the disciples in Mingyue Valley never expected that the legendary Alchemy God Mu Qingyang would turn out to be a bad old man who burned the fire house in their valley!
And the black-robed cultivator saw the shocked expressions of the surrounding disciples of Mingyue Valley, and his eyes were also full of ridicule and disdain, and said: "Sure enough, these people are all frogs at the bottom of the well, even the alchemy god Mu Qingyang can't recognize them come out!"
"Who are you?" The old man Mu clasped his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of cold murderous aura gushed out of him.
"Hmph!" The black-robed monk snorted coldly, and then said: "We only kill the Ye family, alchemy god, if you are sensible, you can transfer to my sect, for the sake of your ability to make alchemy, maybe you can still mix it up." A sub-rudder should be the master, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
"What an arrogant tone!!" Hearing this, the old man Mu couldn't help being furious, and said: "If this is the case, then the old man will send you to the west first!!"
Immediately, he suddenly stretched out his right hand, and slapped down hard on the void!
In an instant, his skinny right palm emitted terrifying and strong fluctuations.
At this time, Mu Qingyang's face was filled with a solemn expression. He knew that his current strength was simply not enough to defeat so many black-robed monks. He could only hope that the mysterious masked man who was on the top of Siguo Cliff three years ago would Can rush to the rescue in time.
At this time, the powerful palm wind had already suppressed the black-robed monk, and an unmatched aura swept across the field like a storm.
Feeling this tyrannical momentum, a solemn look appeared on the face of the black-robed monk, and he sneered: "Alchemy God, you are indeed a master who was once famous in the North Island, but you are no longer in the stage of becoming a god. With you, The current strength can’t do anything to me!”
After finishing the words, I saw the black knife in the black-robed cultivator's hand suddenly swung upwards, and suddenly a black knife aura appeared out of thin air.
Wherever the saber qi passed, the space seemed to be torn apart because it couldn't bear the sharpness of the saber aura, and a suffocating sharp aura roared out like a mad dragon.
The saber qi struck the palm print.
After a loud noise, a terrifying ripple immediately spread, sending all the surrounding Mingyue Valley disciples flying.
"Puff puff!!"
mouthfuls of blood spat out from the mouths of the Mingyue Valley disciples. Those Mingyue Valley disciples were pale and their eyes were full of fear.
Seeing this scene, Mu Qingyang's complexion also changed, his figure flickered, and he quickly backed away.
And the black-robed monk was chasing after him, constantly attacking and killing Mu Qingyang.
Although Mu Qingyang is currently at the stage of Xuansheng, he has been retreating steadily under the attack of the black-robed monk, and finally had to use his trump card and unleashed his strongest blow!
I saw that the old man Mu's palm quickly turned into a Qingfeng long sword, and pointed forward suddenly.
Immediately, a glaring sword glow shot up from Qingfeng's long sword, and slashed at the black-robed monk.
The sword light whizzed out with a strong wind, like a green dragon, slashing away with its teeth and claws.
Seeing this, the black-robed monk's face suddenly changed drastically. This sword technique mixed with the power of Pill Fire made him feel the danger, and he quickly raised the black knife in his hand to meet the enemy.
"clang!"
The weapons of the two collided fiercely, and there was a sound of gold and iron clanging immediately, and then, the black knife exploded directly, turning into fragments and dissipating in the void.
With one blow, Mu Qingyang's sword glow perfectly defeated the black knife and injured the black-robed monk! !
But what people didn't expect was that at the moment the black-robed monk was shaken back, he saw a black-robed monk suddenly shoot out a ball of thick liquid that was as black as ink, and shot towards Mu Qing. Yang attacked and killed him.
Seeing this, Mu Qingyang's pupils shrank slightly.
He could feel how powerful that black mist was. If he was contaminated by that black mist, his physical body would definitely die!
Seeing this, Mu Qingyang quickly activated his Dantian, and the zhenqi that circulated throughout his body enveloped his whole body.
However, when the black mist touched the true energy of Mu Qingyang, it was as if it had encountered a deadly enemy, and it struggled non-stop. In the end, it broke free from Mu Qingyang's body, turned into a cloud of dark mist, and moved towards Mu Qingyang shrouded away.
At this moment, Mu Qingyang's body trembled violently, feeling that his soul seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, unable to move.
The black mist seemed to be extremely devouring, as soon as it touched his body, it began to crazily devour his true energy.
In the blink of an eye, Mu Qingyang felt the zhenqi in his body decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his body became more and more stiff, as if he would collapse at any time.
"Damn things!"
Mu Qingyang's face was gloomy. He felt that the true energy in his body was passing away at an astonishing speed. In just a short while, more than [-]% of it was consumed!
At this moment, he already clearly felt that the true energy in his body had been almost completely eroded by the black mist.
Seeing this scene, all the disciples of Mingyue Valley were terrified, and even Ye Qianxue, who had just arrived, had a drastic change in expression, and her heart was horrified! !
While many Mingyue Valley disciples were horrified, the black-robed cultivator laughed loudly and said, "That's right, Alchemy God is really strong, but today you will be doomed, I will take you away The soul is slowly tortured!”
While speaking, the black-robed cultivator waved his sleeves, and in an instant, a terrifying force of suction enveloped the old man Mu, as if to pull his soul away!
"boom!!"
But at this moment, a deafening sound suddenly sounded, and then, a huge palm print descended from the sky.
(End of this chapter)