The two of them were fighting each other, and in the distance there were loud sounds of gold and iron, as well as a series of bursts of air.
The magic weapons of the two people also fought fiercely under the control of a ray of spiritual consciousness separated from them.
The middle-aged man in golden robe caught up with Mu Guyue who was retreating and tumbling like a shooting star chasing the moon, and grabbed her in the chest.
Although Mu Guyue's consciousness was filled with the intention to kill, she instinctively felt boundless disgust for this kind of attack.
Ignoring the soreness and numbness in her elbows, she regained consciousness by forcibly injecting demonic energy. She pressed her hands again, and dozens of boulders appeared around her.
With a slight stroke of her hand, the boulder turned into a heavy object and rolled down towards the middle-aged man in gold robe who was chasing after him.
As the boulders fell heavily, the surrounding space was also slightly distorted. The surrounding cliffs were affected by the spell, and at the same time, a loud "rumbling" sound was heard, echoing it from a distance.
"Bolid Technique!"
It's not that physical practitioners don't know spells, but they are good at close-range spells that work with physical attacks. They are just not very good at using long-range attacks.
They don't have that much time to practice both magic and body, so most of them focus on practicing techniques that are combined with close attacks, just like the "Boulder Technique" used by Mu Guyue.
Dual cultivation of law and body is possible for any monk, but some people are born with ordinary constitutions and bloodlines and cannot reach the highest state of body refining.
Some people lack the ability to sense the power of the Five Elements, and it takes longer to summon spells.
Of course, these people will only choose the training system that is easiest for them to advance.
If dual cultivation of law and body is forcibly carried out, the final result may not even be able to achieve foundation building, and it will be an early death in about a hundred years.
"Thanks to the Black Demon Clan monk, even if his consciousness is affected by negative emotions, his instinctive fighting consciousness becomes more and more sensitive!"
The middle-aged man in golden robe praised in his heart.
The magic formula in his hand also flashed with light, and a strong gravitational force suddenly appeared around him.
The huge boulders that were falling straight down were suddenly pulled by a strong force, and like meteors, they passed by the middle-aged man in golden robes and fell straight into the abyss.
At the same time, Mu Guyue felt that her body in the air was also being sucked by a suction force, and the flow of air around her suddenly accelerated.
There was a whistling sound in his ears, and the surrounding demonic energy was driven by the airflow, turning into a straight black light curtain and falling down. Mu Guyue's body fell violently downwards involuntarily.
"It's gravity!"
Mu Guyue realized that the other party was taking advantage of the situation and using magic to quickly close the distance between them.
Her body suddenly fell, already less than four feet away from the golden-robed monk's head, and a series of attacks and spells from both sides were almost at a loss.
This low-level magic was incredibly powerful when used by two Nascent Soul monks.
Just the space distortion caused by the falling "Boulder Technique". When monks below Nascent Soul touch it, they will be cut into pieces by the overflowing space force.
Mu Guyue, who was falling rapidly, suddenly lit up with a white light, which was so dazzling in the abyss. Then, after his body sank, he paused in the air.
However, due to the difference in realm between the two sides, even though Mu Guyue applied the "Hovering Technique" on himself, his body only paused in the air for about half a breath before falling again.
But this half-breath time is enough for a Nascent Soul cultivator.
As Mu Guyue thought, the giant scissors were strangled with the golden spear in the distance. With a soft cry, a crescent moon gauntlet had left the battlefield.
He disappeared with a soft cry, as if he had crossed mountains and ridges in an instant, and when he reappeared, he had already reached the neck of the middle-aged man in gold robe.
Only a crescent-shaped gauntlet was left, which transformed into a silver sable and bit the little dragon together. They continued to fight, but it was obviously silver.
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The Divine Marten was at a disadvantage.
As soon as the flying crescent moon gauntlet appeared, it was spinning with an indomitable and cold murderous intention, and it slashed towards the middle-aged man in gold robe.
The middle-aged man in golden robe had already raised his hand to make a fist and was about to hit Mu Guyue who was falling, but suddenly he snorted coldly and bent his arms back in the middle of his busy schedule.
With a sound of "Ding!", the sound of gold and stone clashing echoed around, and then a beam of light was blown away like a flying star.
The body of the middle-aged man in golden robe remained motionless, but dark golden liquid was flowing out of his left forearm.
Even though he was a dragon and physically powerful, under the attack of a Nascent Soul monk's magic weapon, a medium-sized wound appeared on his arm, and the golden bones were faintly visible.
Mu Guyue, who was disturbed by the strong negative emotions, was completely stimulated.
From her turning back to attack in the air, to the close combat between the two sides, to the collision of spells, it only took two breaths.
Whether the two sides were making moves, switching spells, or making temporary attacks, everything was done in one go, without any pause in between.
Therefore, even the middle-aged man in gold robe was careless and had no time to dodge Mu Guyue's final magic weapon attack, or to use other magic weapons to meet it, so he could only resist with his physical body.
His golden spear cannot be opened and closed at will like the opponent's two hand-guarded crescent knives.
This rapid attack immediately interrupted the "Gravity Technique" performed by the middle-aged man in golden robe.
The suction on Mu Guyue's body relaxed, and the demonic aura outside her body flashed. She had slipped out of a hundred feet and stood in the air, looking coldly at the middle-aged man in gold robe.
After a short and fierce fight, Mu Guyue's murderous intention subsided slightly and she regained some consciousness.
There was a light flash in her hand, and a pill flew into her sandalwood mouth.
Immediately, a coolness penetrated her body. Taking advantage of this clear day, the magic power in Mu Guyue's body was running wildly, and a trace of gray air suddenly seeped out from her body surface.
Unable to refine it, she could only use her magic power to force out a large amount of impurity-containing demonic energy from her body to avoid falling into a state where she couldn't extricate herself again.
"It's such a shame to regain consciousness!"
The middle-aged man in golden robe in the distance did not follow the attack, but watched the wound on his arm heal at an incredible speed.
The dark gold blood did not drip, but seeped back into the arm from the skin.
The opponent was eroded by the demonic energy and fell into a state of madness. Although his combat power soared, it was all subconscious instinct. There was still hope that he could capture the opponent alive.
But after regaining consciousness and having a clear mind, it would be difficult to capture a Nascent Soul alive.
Although he was sure of taking down the opponent with heavy damage, he couldn't hold back when faced with a sober Nascent Soul cultivator.
Such a beautiful body, whether it was maimed or the other party saw that the situation was not good and chose to self-destruct, it would be a pity and he would be extremely heartbroken.
Mu Guyue on the other side took out a few more pills and she swallowed them in one gulp again.
This is an excellent elixir for restoring mana. Although it cannot be refined slowly, it can restore mana to about 70% in a short period of time.
Indifference, she stretched out her right palm. There was a soft "buzz" sound, and in a flash of light, the crescent-shaped gauntlet that had been knocked away by the middle-aged man in gold robes appeared in her hand again.
Hao's wrist rotates lightly, and the knife and flower rotate like water.
"Fellow Taoist, I just want to get a 'Black Jade Black Dragon Grass', and I have no other ill intentions!"
The sound was like the impact of ice cubes, crisp and sweet, and Mu Guyue explained for the first time.
The middle-aged man in golden robe slowly raised his head when he heard the sound, looking at the thrilling body suspended in front of him, fire flashed in his eyes.
"You broke into my cave without permission. Is this what you call no harm?"
When Mu Guyue heard this, she was immediately speechless.
Although she came here for the "Black Jade Black Dragon Grass" deep down in her heart, but
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It is unforgivable for anyone's cave to be infiltrated by others.
She thought for a moment and glanced at a magic weapon that was still fighting in the distance. Although she was at a disadvantage, there was no serious problem for a moment.
"To be honest, I entered the 'Demon Swallowing Abyss' out of desperation because of insufficient spiritual stones and magic crystals. Of course, after discovering your cave, I naturally wanted to obtain the 'Black Jade Black Dragon Grass'.
So now there are two ways. One is that you and I will fight until death.
Another way is to try my best to compensate fellow Taoists for their losses. "
Mu Guyue said calmly, she has the decisive character of the demon clan.
"Hahaha, you said yourself that you don't have too many spiritual stones and magic crystals, and you still talk about compensation. It's nonsense!"
The golden light flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man in golden robe, and he sneered, and at the same time, his aura surged again.
"Spiritual stones and magic crystals are not enough, what about this thing?"
Mu Guyue suddenly stretched out her hand and touched her other finger, a yellow light flashed, and a golden ball appeared in the air.
The golden-robed middle-aged man's consciousness quickly swept over him, and the surge of aura on his body was a pause, and the next moment he lost his voice.
"Buddhist magic weapon?"
He sensed an extremely pure power of pure Yang from this Buddhist bead.
He is a descendant of a fire-type beast. Although his ancestors mutated due to training with demonic energy, he still follows the path of pure masculinity.
The pure Yang power of Buddhism is famous all over the world. It is one of the purest Yang fire powers. Who doesn't know that this magic weapon is undoubtedly too tempting for him.
"Are you willing to use this treasure to compensate for the loss?"
A trace of greed flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man in gold robe, and his tone was no longer as sharp as before.
Mu Guyue sighed in her heart. She snatched this from a Pure Land Sect Nascent Soul monk when she was in Desolate Moon Continent.
In the final battle, the monk was affected by the battle between Shang Tutai and other monks in the transformation stage. He was injured and flew out, landing not far from her.
At that time, the monk did not hesitate to waste his magic weapon and threw a string of Buddhist beads in an attempt to block the aftermath of the magic power scattered in the air.
There were eighteen beads in that string, and they exploded one after another, which actually blocked most of the aftermath of the attack for him.
The remaining half of the attack was neutralized by his own strength, and in the end, only four scattered beads were left and scattered around.
Even if it is just a magic weapon that can block the aftermath of the fight between the monks who transform into gods, this must be a treasure for monks below the gods.
Mu Guyue took action without hesitation and snatched it away before the monk could react.
But as soon as she grabbed one Buddhist bead, the Pure Land monk reacted and immediately took away the other three beads and had a big fight with her.
With both sides evenly matched, the Pure Land Sect monk could only watch helplessly as Mu Guyue followed the army and took advantage of the chaos.
Nascent Soul-level magic weapons are extremely difficult to obtain. After Mu Guyue returned to the Black Demon Clan, she never thought of selling the beads in exchange for magic crystals or bartering.
However, after this treasure was appraised by people who were familiar with Buddhist magic weapons, they knew that it was just one piece of the whole magic weapon.
If it is not a complete magic weapon, its power will of course be greatly reduced, and it will not be easy to sell it at a good price.
But Mu Guyue was unwilling to sell it at will, so she stayed.
Just now, Mu Guyue suddenly had an idea and thought of this thing. Of course there are other magic weapons in her storage ring, but there are only one or two good ones, and she will definitely not take them out.
The rest were mid- to low-level magic weapons. She thought of the Chunyang way of practicing the techniques practiced by Huntian Xuanjinlong.
Although this kind of thing is extremely secretive, for a demon general, it is not a big secret.
Mu Guyue saw that the other party's attitude changed after she took out the beads, and she knew it, and it was just as she guessed.
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