Mu Bei smiled secretly.
Daoyuan is obtained!
Whoosh whoosh!
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the biting mist of death swept over, and the three blood-scaled ghosts pounced on him!
They have ferocious faces and fierce aura, launching fierce attacks from three different positions.
Moreover, thick mist surged from behind them, forming a death shroud in the blink of an eye.
This Yin Qi death mask blocked the ten directions of space, leaving not even a tiny gap.
There is no way to avoid it!
Mu Beimian does not change his color.
The power of these three blood-scaled ghosts is now comparable to that of a strong person in the Dongxu Realm. Although they are still very strong, they can no longer threaten him.
In his eyes, the dragon pattern ring glowed, and the attack movements of the three blood-scaled ghosts suddenly slowed down several times in his eyes. At the same time, the weakest point of the foggy death mask that blocked the surrounding areas was also seen through at a glance.
Three blood-scaled ghosts are attacking!
Three rotten ghost claws tear apart the space!
He didn't panic, simply turned sideways, avoided the attack of the first blood-scale ghost, and kicked the opponent's head horizontally.
boom!
With a muffled sound, the blood-scaled ghost flew out.
In the process of flying out, this blood-scale ghost hit two other blood-scale ghosts in a strange arc, and the three ghosts flew sideways together.
Then, it hit the weakest part of the foggy death mask without any bias, causing the death mask to fall apart instantly.
With just one horizontal kick, he not only neutralized the attack of the three blood-scaled ghosts, but also tore open the foggy death shield.
This is the ability to break the illusion of the divine eye!
Capture the trajectory of the attack, see through the essential weaknesses of magical magic, and then come up with the simplest and most direct means of counterattack!
"How can it be?!"
This scene moved all the monks.
From the moment Mu Bei rushed towards the blood coffin, in just a short moment, he first neutralized all their attacks, then disintegrated the weird formation and took away the source, and now he knocked away three blood-scaled ghosts head-on!
Is this something a Hunyuan realm monk can do?
"His eyes..."
Someone noticed that Mu Bei's eyes were surrounded by strange patterns, mysterious and dreamy.
Facing these eyes, some monks felt uneasy, feeling that everything seemed to be seen through under the gaze of these eyes.
At this time, while these people were moved, Mu Bei opened the bloody coffin with a wave of his hand.
You can see that there is a rotting corpse inside, exuding a pungent stench.
There was nothing but bodies.
There were no grave goods.
This disappointed him slightly.
However, this disappointment disappeared in an instant. After all, harvesting a ball of Taoist source here is already very good!
At this time, the three blood-scaled ghosts pounced again!
With a wave of his hand, the blood coffin flew across and hit the three blood-scaled ghosts hard. At the same time, he slashed out with the sword god's sword!
boom!
The blood coffin and the three blood-scaled ghosts hit a palace wall.
Then, the sword energy of the God of Swords arrived, shrouding the blood coffin and the three ghosts, causing the palace wall to collapse, and drowning them all at the same time.
Mu Bei glanced at it and walked outside.
But he was stopped by an old man in dragon robe: "People can leave, but the source of the truth must stay!"
This was a Dongxu-level strong man. He stopped him at this time without any contempt in his eyes.
On the contrary, the energy and spirit are highly concentrated!
After all, after seeing Mu Bei's outstanding skills with his own eyes, he knew that Mu Bei was not simple.
However, although Mubei is not simple, Daoyuan is even more difficult.
The source of truth must be captured!
At the same time, four other people also stopped in front of them.
These four people are all middle-aged and at Dongxu level.
One is holding a war sword, one has a treasure seal hanging on his head, one is holding a war spear, and a broad sword is in his hand.
Moreover, there is a group of Hunyuan realm elites behind them, and at this time, their eyes are fixed on Mu Bei.
The middle-aged man holding the war spear stepped forward, looked at Mu Bei and said coldly: "Young man, you are very extraordinary, but I advise you not to make mistakes. The source of the law is not something you can swallow! Leave the source of the law behind, You can save your life, otherwise, you..."
Before he finished speaking, Mu Bei used the Samsara Step and disappeared in an instant, then appeared in front of him the next moment.
Moreover, the god of swords was already attacking his head simultaneously.
The man's expression changed, Mu Bei was going too fast!
In panic, he only had time to hold up the divine shield!
The next moment, the divine sword struck the shield.
Click!
With a crisp sound, the shield instantly fell apart, and the remaining sword power fell on him, causing him to fly dozens of feet and hit a pillar in the palace, causing blood to pour from his mouth and nose.
This scene moved everyone, and the middle-aged man who was knocked away became even more ferocious.
Although he was not in peak condition at the moment, he still possessed the power of Dongxu Realm, but he was instantly injured by Mu Bei's sword!
This is a shame!
Staring at Mu Bei, he walked back step by step and said in a ferocious voice: "Even if you hand over the source now, you will still die from this!"
boom!
Dongxu-level divine energy boils, and anti-matter energy permeates the air, surrounding the war spear!
He jumped out and stabbed Mubei with a spear!
Breaking through the space!
The middle-aged man with the treasure seal hanging on his head said: "Let's go together, don't treat him as an ordinary little Hunyuan monk! The source of the source should not be absorbed by him yet. After killing him, we will discuss the ownership of the source of the source!"
The other three Dongxu level experts nodded!
Daoyuan is not so easy to absorb!
For a moment, the four of them moved at the same time, joining forces with Zhan Xiang Zhongnian to attack Mubei!
All kinds of magical powers and treasures were manifested, all blasting towards Mubei!
Mu Bei's eyes were cold, the God of Sword swept across, and the fierce and domineering sword power swept across the surrounding areas.
If these five people were at their peak, he would naturally not be able to stop them, but he could at this moment.
The five people at the moment all only had the strength of the Dongxu realm, which was relatively weak. He had no fear at all when facing such five people!
We can fight!
"You guys come along and help me wait!"
The old man in dragon robe ordered the elite disciples who came with him.
Several other people also spoke up and ordered their disciples to take action to assist them in killing Mu Bei.
A group of Hunyuan Realm monks blocking the perimeter immediately moved into action. There were more than twenty people in total, assisting the five powerful men in attacking Mu Bei.
At this time, Pu Xiu from the corner rushed out, with a dark iron rod appearing in his hand, and swept away a Hunyuan Realm monk with one blow, causing the Hunyuan Realm monk to vomit blood and unable to get up again.
He shook the ghost stick fiercely, and more than a hundred stick lights appeared, covering more than twenty Hunyuan realm monks at the same time, and restraining them all around him.
"Brother Mu, you focus on dealing with them, leave these people to me!"
He is afraid of ghosts, but not people.
Mu Bei nodded.
Although he was not afraid of facing five Dongxu level powerhouses, it was not easy for him. If there were twenty more Hunyuan realm monks to assist him, it would be very detrimental to him.
"If you want to die, I'll make it happen!"
Looking at the five people, he said coldly.
Keng!
The Red Phoenix Sword, Xuanhuang Sword and Netherworld Sword all came out, and in conjunction with the God of Swords, the fierce and domineering sword power enveloped the five of them!
war!
Fierce fighting!
This battle lasted half an hour in the blink of an eye. He was fighting one against five, completely even, not falling behind at all.
At this moment, the middle-aged man with a spear grabbed a fighter plane and appeared behind him, pierced his head with a spear from a blind corner, and said in a ferocious voice: "Die!"
puff!
This spear instantly penetrated Mu Bei's head!
The middle-aged man holding the spear snorted coldly: "I told you earlier, you will die!"
"Watch out!"
A shout came into his ears.
The middle-aged man holding the spear looked suspicious, and then his face suddenly changed, and he immediately discovered something unusual: "Illusion?!"
Antimatter energy surged, and with a roar, the illusion shattered like a mirror.
And at this moment, the Xuanhuang Sword passed through his heart!
"It's no use what you say, it's what I say that counts! I say you want to die!"
Mu Bei's voice sounded behind him.
The middle-aged man holding the spear tilted his head with difficulty: "How do you..."
puff!
Mu Bei swung his sword and chopped off his head with one blow.
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