Lin, the king in the illusory prison, could not escape. He could only try his best to adjust his spiritual consciousness and wait for recovery.
But how could Li Mu give him a chance? The soul gun kept shooting out black light, and coupled with the black grasp of the sunspot, Wang Lin was like a living target, allowing Li Mu to bully him.
Like many monks, Wang Lin did not have a fourth-level protective clothing. A fourth-level shield was flying in front of him, and he had no idea where to protect it.
That shield made him very happy. It was called the Shield of Breeze. The best thing about it was its sensitivity. Relying on spiritual consciousness, one can clearly identify the direction of the attack and be able to resist it well. But when the spiritual consciousness is only a few meters wide, the best thing becomes the worst thing.
When the blow reached a few meters in front of him, it was completely impossible to control the Qingfeng Shield, and he could only be hit.
Only during the period of knotting, spiritual consciousness and true power can synchronize together, to a certain point, which is called the heartbeat.
The third-level treasure clothes were broken very quickly, and all the protective treasures were used in front of him, but after all, there was still no way to save him.
Without waiting for half a stick of incense, Wang Lin was killed alive, turning into a sieve-like corpse, with his whole body in one piece, but with dozens of black claws piercing his mouth.
An arrogant person, even if he died, would not be able to think about it. He actually died like this. He was really holding his breath.
Li Mu exhaled slightly, picked up Wang Lin's meson ring and treasure, and slowly adjusted his legs cross-legged.
With one move to confuse his mind, half of his true power was used up, and then the spirit spear used up some of his true power. After breaking Wang Lin's resistance, Li Mu was unable to fight back, so many of Wang Lin's injuries were caused by the sunspot.
Without the true power flowing to Heizi, even with the confusing mind treasure, it is a matter of indistinguishable victory and defeat. The power of resistance in the latter stage of the pulse refining stage is indeed so powerful.
This kind of struggle ended too quickly, and Li Mu seemed to be uninjured, but the process was actually shocking, and he might lose his life if he was not careful.
The most important thing about the setup just now is the heart-deceiving treasure, all of which are very important. The size of the blow to deceive the mind is very small, only a few meters in size. It can be used just right at such a close distance. It is indeed the way of luck. The struggle during the pulse refining stage usually requires a distance of tens of meters, and the opponent is not far apart. When the opponent uses the technique, he basically has no time to think, and can only avoid or resist.
Soon, Li Mu packed up the sand formation and stood looking forward.
This place has always been wrapped up by the Illusionary Forbidden Man, but the other two cultivators in the pulse refining stage, Jiu Feng, were also fighting, and no one was watching. Wang Lin had already been destroyed.
There was a river of blood in the city, and no one could see the spirit-building period. They were all eliminated first by the drunkard.
The drunken man's body had already had many bloody holes, but his body still stood as firm as a mountain. Seeing how steady he was, he flew into the sky in two strokes, "Shadow Sword Technique."
The sword rotated several times in the sky, and in a blink of an eye there were nine swords, and the nine swords were divided again.
There were actually many swords, covering dozens of meters. The sword light was terrifying, and like a heavy rain, it fiercely moved towards the two monks in front.
The two cultivators knew it was scary, so they all took out their best weapons to resist.
All of a sudden, there was a continuous banging sound.
"Drunken Master, I will help you."
Li Mu yelled, and he suddenly appeared, causing the cultivators on the scene to be stunned.
At this moment, Li Mu's hand did not stop, and the red blood sword he had just obtained shot out a long beam, directly killing the two monks in the pulse refining stage.
The distance between the two was nearly a hundred meters. They had the newly acquired treasure weapon, but the momentum of the stabbing sword was not as strong as that of Wang Lin, but they were actually extremely heavy with the two monks. "What's going on? There's someone behind you. Could this sword light be the Blood Red Sword of the King's City Lord? Could it be that person..."
The two of them were panicking, and regardless of the sword in front of them, they separated and dodged to both sides.
Chirp!
The cultivation in the latter stage of the Pulse Refining Stage was pretty good, and it was so fast, with just a flick of the sword, but the cultivation in the middle stage of the Pulse Refining Stage did not have that luck, and he was hit four times in a row, with several wounds on his body. Hold on to the air.
"No one can escape."
The drunkard's face was gleaming coldly, and he struck out his sword in the sky. The light flickered, and a monk fell from the sky and was killed.
The remaining monks who dared to stay turned into rainbow light and fled quickly.
The man was very fast. If Li Mu had the air escape technique, he might be able to catch him, but at the moment, he could only watch him escape.
The sect's magic was used just now, and Jiufeng's real power was completely depleted, and he was unable to pursue him. He could only watch and leave without any means of recovery.
Looking at the corpse on the ground, he sat down slowly. Li Mu saw this and quickly persuaded him, "Drunken Master, if you want to recover, go to the back where I will set up a forbidden formation. It's more appropriate. After adjusting, you must run away. Someone will come soon."
Jiufeng closed his eyes and stopped moving. He said coldly, "Come and destroy us together."
Li Mu was stunned by the aura, and he had no choice but to use it to destroy it. In the current situation, a cultivator in the pulse refining stage couldn't resist it. But he wasn't angry either. He took a top-quality spirit-returning pill and threw it at Jiufeng, "The spirit-returning pill can be used."
He was so drunk that he didn't even look at it. He threw it into his mouth without saying thanks, and he wasn't afraid of the poison.
After taking the pill, a strange color appeared on his face very quickly, and he suddenly opened his eyes, "It's actually the top one?"
Li Mu nodded, but without saying anything, he threw several formations nearby. He had a lot of them.
Jiufeng looked at the throw away quietly and said slowly, "Who are you?"
Li Mu was stunned, thinking thoughtfully. That day when he was drunk, he basically didn't see him seriously, but the last time he saw him, he acted like Li Tianzhi.
"Little Li Mu, I was saved by a drunken man before. Masters often forget things, but I have not forgotten them."
Li Mu smiled, "My lord, help me today. If you don't fight me, I don't know when I will be able to kill Wang Lin. Maybe Yue Xu won't be able to."
"Then who is Wang Lin?"
The drunken man's eyes were filled with confusion, not knowing where he was looking.
"Yeah." Li Mu said nothing. He was really drunk for a reason.
"My lord, why did you come to Log City?"
"Kill, kill all the people in Mingyu Valley." A cold light flashed in Jiu Kuang's eyes, and there were obvious signs of struggle on his blood-stained face. It can be seen that if he only sees people from Mingyu Valley in his eyes, he may go up and kill them without hesitation.
"Fortunately, I have already changed into Mingyu Valley's clothes."
Li Mu was very lucky. There seemed to be some problems with drunkenness in the past. He also heard about some drunkenness, and he could only lament this matter.
He then turned around and left, went to the log city to put away the Liucai Ban, told Heizi to be on guard in the sky, and then came to the side of the drunkard.
"Master Drunken Crazy, let's go. The people of Mingyu Valley really want to come back. They have at least four practitioners in the pulse refining stage. We can't fight against them." Li Mu said softly.
"You go first, you don't need to be here. Even if those people come, I won't leave."
Jiufeng suddenly stood up, looking at the corpses on the ground, but he looked up to the sky and smiled, "Hey, Xiaoyu, I'm so sorry, hehe."
Li Mu hurriedly said, "Drunken Master, please stop being like this."
"I have been alive for more than ten years. I am not alive like this. I will go and kill them all. No one can stop me. No one can stop me. All of them will die!"
Jiufeng looked at Li Mu and shouted.
After Qian Yu's death, he survived for decades, but after seeing the "sadness and separation", his suppressed feelings were fully exposed in the "sangli" place.
It was all because of that hatred that he no longer cared about anything.
"I will destroy Mingyu Valley and destroy them all."
The wine was as crazy as the madness, and the two tears with the blood kept flowing down from the face. A cold light suddenly appeared in front of Li Mu, "Leave or die."
Li Mu took a few steps away. He felt that if he didn't leave, Jiu Crazy might actually take action.
He had heard of many cases of drunkenness and madness in this world. Most of the people who were trapped by love and possessed by love were like this.
It is completely unthinkable that there are people with such a temperament among the monks.
