This is where?
The ghost mandrill looked at the white surroundings with a blank look on his face, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.
Wasn't I still fighting with that beast just now?
Why did you end up in this damn place?
His hazy consciousness gradually became clearer. He tried to turn his head and look around, but suddenly found that he couldn't move his neck at all.
To be precise, no part of the body could move, and the whole person seemed to be completely paralyzed.
"Huh? You're still conscious?"
A familiar voice suddenly sounded in my ears, "I underestimated you before."
It's him!
Recognizing the voice of the Dark Crow Cult Leader, Ghost Mandrill was startled. He quickly raised his eyes and quickly spotted a tall figure in the empty white light.
Unexpectedly, the appearance of this man was completely different from that of Mu Changxiao. He was actually a burly man that he had never seen before.
Even though they were strangers, he still read a familiar feeling on the big man's face.
An aura that is very similar to one's own.
A kind of temperament called "unruly".
"Is it surprising?"
As if he had guessed what he was thinking, the strong man laughed, with a hint of joking flashing in his eyes, "You don't really think that the majestic Dark Crow Cult Leader is a fourteen-year-old boy, do you?"
"It's really you!"
Ghost Mandrill suddenly realized that the young man was not his true form, and that the strong man in front of him was the real image of Mu Changxiao. He couldn't help but look at him with a look in his eyes, "What is this place?"
"how."
Mu Changxiao smiled lightly, "You don't even recognize your own consciousness space?"
"My consciousness space?"
Ghost Mandrill's expression changed, and he tried to use his mind to explore the surroundings, but found nothing. Except for the empty, white area, he could no longer feel the existence of anything. He couldn't help but became furious, "That's nonsense, how can I have such a spiritual consciousness?" Is this what it looks like?”
"You can't feel anything, can you?"
Mu Changxiao's smile became even brighter, "Because this body has belonged to Mu, and now you are just a weak and stubborn thought. I only need to move my fingers to make you lose your soul and disappear completely."
"Seize the body?"
Ghost Mandrill's expression changed, he gritted his teeth, glared at him, and shouted, "How dare you take my life away from me? You are so impatient!"
Facing the unparalleled Dark Crow Cult Master, he actually confronted him and cursed, without any fear on his face.
"You have courage, good strength, and this body..."
Mu Changxiao was not angry, but instead sighed in admiration, "If I guess correctly, the energy in the blood pool should have been drained by you, right?"
"So what?"
Ghost Mandrill sneered and asked, "Why, are you feeling distressed?"
"Once a person who is not strong-minded enough enters the blood pool, he will be transformed into a monster that loses his mind and only knows how to kill."
Even though he had already made a guess, Mu Changxiao still had a flash of surprise in his eyes when he actually heard him admit it, "Only the truly strong can benefit from the blood pool. Even I can only use it." The power of the pool water can train the body and strengthen the soul. You kid actually sucked up the entire pool. This kind of potential is simply unheard of, and I'm afraid it's not much better than Zhong Wen."
"Are you done?"
Ghost Mandrill glared at him fiercely and said coldly, "Now that you're done, get out of here!"
"In the past, Mu might have taken you under his wing and cultivated you vigorously. With your qualifications, your future achievements would probably be even higher than those of Little Eleven."
Mu Changxiao ignored his expulsion order and said calmly, "However, due to the current situation, I have no choice but to give up this body to you."
"Want to steal my body?"
Just as he was gushing, Ghost Mandrill suddenly stood up, grinned, slowly raised his right arm, clenched his five fingers into a fist, his expression was extremely ferocious, and a violent and domineering flame breath surged out of his body. The entire white consciousness space was instantly enveloped, "You might as well ask me if this fist can answer the question!"
I don't know if he was too excited, but he inexplicably regained his ability to move.
"Can you still move?"
Mu Changxiao's face changed slightly and he exclaimed, "How is that possible?"
"Didn't you say that this is my consciousness space?"
Ghost Mandrill chuckled and took a step forward, "Why can't I touch my own territory?"
"You little guy, it's really not easy. If time passes, your achievements may still be higher than mine. It's a pity..."
After all, Mu Changxiao was not an ordinary person. He quickly regained his composure. With a movement of his feet, he appeared in front of Gui Mandrill and punched him. "You will not have the chance to continue to grow."
"boom!"
The punch was as fast as lightning and could not be caught with the naked eye. It hit Demon Mandrill's right cheek in an instant, knocking him to the ground easily.
With Mandrill's current strength in the top soul realm, he had no time to react.
He felt an unimaginable and severe pain rushing over him. He couldn't help but tremble all over and snorted instinctively. There was already blood on the corner of his mouth.
This kind of pain was far beyond the feeling of ordinary pain, as if someone was hammering the origin of his soul with a chisel.
The adjective "pain" cannot describe even one tenth of the feeling of soul tearing.
Anyone else would have screamed and rolled all over the floor.
But after the ghost mandrill snorted, instead of making any more noise, he gritted his teeth and waved his fists, launching a fierce counterattack.
What a strong boy!
A hint of admiration flashed in Mu Changxiao's eyes. On his shoulder, he easily avoided the opponent's not-so-quick fist. Then he flew up with a kick and kicked Ghost Mandrill hard on the lower abdomen, knocking him to pieces. Kicked away in suspense.
"Have you told me, you are just a remnant soul now."
Once the blow was successful, Mu Changxiao did not stop, and with a flash of his body, he came to the place where Gui Mandrill landed. He raised his right leg high, dropped it heavily, and stomped on his head, "As long as I want, I can do it at any time." It can turn you into ashes."
"You can try."
Even after being beaten in such a miserable state, Ghost Mandrill still showed no sign of timidity. Instead, he grinned and spoke fearlessly.
As he spoke, he suddenly raised his right hand, grabbed Mu Changxiao's ankle and pulled hard, trying to get rid of the other party's control.
"It doesn't matter if you have a temper. Who doesn't have a temper when they are young?"
Mu Changxiao remained motionless, as steady as Mount Tai. He raised his right arm again and punched Guidrilla's left cheek hard. His voice was still calm, but his tone was as cold as frost, "But if it doesn't match it, Your strength is nothing but a joke."
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
As he spoke, he waved his arms in turn, and his fists landed on the mandrill's cheeks and seven orifices like a gust of wind. Every move was powerful and heavy, without any mercy.
Accompanied by bursts of crunching sounds, the ghost mandrill's head swayed from side to side, its legs shook uncontrollably, and blood splashed everywhere like a fountain. It looked horrible, and soon it was dying, and it was unclear whether it was alive or dead.
"Goodbye, little one."
Seeing that his eyes were half-closed and that he was already breathing too much and not taking in enough, Mu Changxiao knew that it was almost done. Finally, he slowly raised his right hand and said a farewell statement in an understatement, "Don't worry, Mu will take good care of your body." Exploited.”
Before he finished speaking, his right fist fell hard with boundless power.
"Snapped!"
Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Gui Mandrill suddenly opened his eyes, reached forward with his right hand like lightning, and firmly grasped Mu Changxiao's wrist.
Can you still move?
How can it be?
Mu Changxiao was startled and quickly pressed down. Unexpectedly, Gui Mandrill's strength came out of nowhere, and his palm was as hard as steel and as solid as a rock. No matter how hard he applied pressure, he never moved an inch.
"boom!"
Before he could recover from the shock, Demon Mandrill's left fist struck him in the face like lightning, knocking the Crow Cult Master away.
In this soul space, facing the invincible Master of Crow, he still has the ability to launch a counterattack!
"If you don't want to get out."
Ghost Mandrill stood up slowly, his eyes burning with fighting spirit. At some point, two white pupil rings appeared on the outside of his pupils. His aura surged, and his figure was like an arrow from a string, and he instantly jumped up to Mu Changxiao. , punched him hard, "Then just die here!"
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Mu Changxiao counterattacked instinctively, and the two of them punched and kicked each other violently. The fight was full of passion for a while, and it was difficult to determine the winner.
Where does this kid come from?
How can willpower be so strong?
As time went by, Mu Changxiao became more and more frightened as he fought. He felt that Gui Mandrill's remnant soul was becoming more and more courageous and stronger as he fought. From the initial three-point attack and seven-point defense, it gradually evolved into a five-point five-point attack. Kai was evenly matched, and now there was a tendency for offense to outweigh defense, which actually put him at a disadvantage.
etc!
Indestructible spirit and willpower!
Combat talent that gets stronger with every setback!
Could it be that he is...
Staring at the white pupil rings in Gui Mandrill's eyes, Mu Changxiao, who had completely fallen behind, suddenly thought of a talent that was extremely rare in the world of cultivation.
Unyielding will!
