After only half a cup of tea, Fang Tianmu returned to Mu Ziyun and whispered coldly. Mu Ziyun's face sank, he smiled sinisterly and said, "I seem to have figured something out."
Huzi asked him: "What secret did you discover? What should we do next?"
"Let's go to Ono Village!" Mu Ziyun said and flew out, and everyone followed him immediately.
But leaving the mountain in such a hurry would inevitably attract the attention of other beings. King Zhuan did not hesitate and directly used his mental power to get rid of the pursuers along the way. However, after walking for dozens of miles, Fang Tianmu quietly stopped. After falling behind everyone, Mu Ziyun suddenly returned to Fang Tianmu within four or five breaths. The two of them looked tense and stared at something below. Mu Ziyun paused for a moment before spitting out flames downwards. A strange "buzzing" sound was heard where the flames intertwined.
I saw a swarm of wasps flying out of the scorched earth, and the wasps gradually transformed into the appearance of alien creatures. It was the one who followed Mu Ziyun in the first place.
Mu Ziyun's eyes widened angrily and he said, "I handed over the treasure, why do you keep following me?"
The alien creature didn't move at all, presumably because he couldn't understand Mu Ziyun's words at all. Mu Ziyun said: "Forget it, I'll kill you right here!"
Unexpectedly, Zhuan Wangdong landed next to Mu Ziyun and said, "It's up to me to do it. It uses the best illusion skills. Most of your abilities can only draw water from a bamboo basket, which is in vain."
Fang Tianmu and Mu Ziyun retracted their hands, but the alien creature didn't know what it was about to face, and its body transformed into a wasp again.
Zhuan Wangdong squinted his eyes slightly, looking for the other party's source of energy while breathing steadily. After a while, Zhuan Wangdong whispered softly: "I found it, it's there." He locked his gaze on a wasp, with a murderous look in his eyes, and saw the wasp's body trembling violently. The wasp swarm also began to decompose and fall off. To Zhuan Wangdong's expectation, the wasp he targeted chose to commit suicide because it couldn't bear the crushing energy, and its entire body exploded into blood.
Zhuan Wangdong sighed: "It's really just a wasp. That's its true body. No wonder it's so evil."
"Resolved?" Mu Ziyun asked doubtfully.
"Well, he's dead."
Mu Ziyun also sighed: "Dongzi, your ability is too tricky. Fortunately, you are our partner, otherwise, something might have happened."
"My weaknesses are also obvious. Let's not talk about them anymore. Let's catch up with them quickly."
The three of them hurriedly caught up with Huzi and the others, and then rushed to Ono Village, a hundred miles away. When we arrived at the edge of the village, we saw thousands of creatures walking in and out of the tomb forest. Mu Ziyun suddenly felt regretful, patted his head and said, "Oh, I rushed too fast. Can it come back?"
Kite asked: "Don't you explain? What exactly did you find?"
"It's all speculation and needs to be proven. Fang Tianmu, you and I will go in. Wait... No, I'll go in by myself."
"No need," Fang Tian said coldly.
"No, no, no, if you go, it might have the opposite effect." Mu Ziyun said thoughtfully, "I have a bold idea, and I need someone to prove it. Just wait outside. Don't worry, I won't die." After that, Mu Ziyun walked into Ono Village in a big way, but the creatures waiting for his companions outside the village did not recognize Mu Ziyun.
Entering the tomb forest, Mu Ziyun found many creatures. Everyone was busy looking for the demon sword. No one could care about anyone else. He thought that this trip would take a while, but unexpectedly, Mu Ziyun Yun walked seven or eight steps and looked back. All the creatures before had disappeared. He suddenly woke up and said anxiously: "No, I forgot something!"
But it was too late to run away now. Mu Ziyun looked up and saw that there was no end to the tomb forest. Even if he ran back ten miles, he probably wouldn't be able to get out of Ono Village. The mellow aroma of wine wafted into his nose again. Mu Ziyun turned around and saw that a wall appeared inexplicably beside him. The sound of changing cups and cups was heard again. Mu Ziyun sighed and shrugged his shoulders. He said: "Forget it, the goal has been achieved anyway."
Standing at the entrance of the tomb, he saw more than a dozen tables of different eras and materials, and there were still hundreds of people or dead souls wearing different costumes, drinking loud songs among them. Mu Ziyun took a deep breath, He raised his feet and stepped in. The dead souls did not respond. Mu Ziyun walked all the way behind the familiar figure and shouted in a low voice: "Brother Wuyang?" The dead soul did not respond. Mu Ziyun called out again, but there was still no response. He raised his voice and shouted: "Ji Wuyang!"
In an instant, the courtyard was deathly silent, and all the dead souls kept the same posture as they had last breathed. Ji Wuyang turned around slowly, and suddenly became certain. Mu Ziyun was shocked when he saw that Ji Wuyang's eyes were twice as big, and there were no eyes in the sockets. There was black gas coming out of his forehead, which was extremely frightening. And in another moment, all the dead souls turned around, and their appearance was no different from Ji Wuyang.
Ji Wuyang's voice was as fierce as a night ghost in the deep mountains and forests. It said angrily: "How dare you come back!" Then all the dead souls began to roar, "Eat him!" "How dare you come back!" "Kill!" "Kill!"....
Even though Mu Ziyun was well-informed, he was still frightened in this windy cemetery at this moment, so he could only pretend to be calm and said: "Don't worry, I'll negotiate a deal with you."
"Okay." Ji Wuyang's face became even more distorted, "I'll trade it with your life first!"
Having said that, although Ji Wuyang did not move, Mu Ziyun was suddenly strangled by invisible force. He could feel that he was entangled by something like a python, and something was gradually being withdrawn from his body. That made him He is getting weaker and weaker.
Mu Ziyun no longer had the strength to backhand, and at this moment, the fire beads rushed out from his heart and instantly broke through the things that restrained Mu Ziyun's body. Mu Ziyun fell to the ground, with seven or eight points of his strength gone. The violent fireworks of the fire beads suppressed the undead spirit in the tomb to death, and they faced Ji Wuyang very angrily.
Ji Wuyang finally returned to normal and had eyes. It stared at the fire bead fearfully, but after looking at it for more than ten breaths, it smiled sinisterly and said: "Stop pretending, the energy possessed by this bead is not even ten percent of the original." If you fail to achieve any of them, you will still be dead."
Although Mu Ziyun was weak, a fiery red mark appeared between his eyebrows. His burnt yellow eyes stared at Ji Wuyang and said coldly: "You can try, I can die, but... I have to take something with me."
Ji Wuyang's arrogance gradually subsided. Mu Ziyun thought that the opponent had shown weakness, but in an instant, Ji Wuyang suddenly took action and grabbed the fire bead. The fire bead burned violently in his hand and produced a large amount of turbidity. He was angry, but after resisting for thirty breaths, the sound of the fire beads disappeared. Ji Wuyang spread his hands, and the fire beads suspended in his palm were covered with a layer of gray skin, making the fire beads look like a piece of ice stone. There was no heat at all.
Mu Ziyun was shocked and hurriedly took it back, but Ji Wuyang reached out and grabbed the fire bead in his hand. Mu Ziyun understood that the person in front of him was an existence that he could not fight against at any cost.
"Okay," Mu Ziyun said resignedly, "Kill him if you want, and return the fire beads to me."
I thought I could still deal with it, but as soon as Mu Ziyun finished speaking, Ji Wuyang immediately took action to claim his life. Mu Ziyun was seen flying backwards, his body gradually turning gray, and several gray cracks appeared on his face, and he opened in pain. His mouth and eyes turned blood red, and when he fell to the ground, he was like burnt coals, shattering into pieces of scattered ashes, and calm returned to the tomb.
