"This is..." The white-haired old man was shocked by the black crack, and the suction emanating from it made him feel a little palpitated.
Somehow, he felt that what spiritual cultivators pursued was this kind of ultimate power.
"This kind of power should not appear in secular people. Who are you? Are you also a spiritual cultivator? How many people in the secular world have such terrifying power like you!" The white-haired old man suddenly asked Li Muyang He asked, even forgetting the pain on his face.
The purpose of spiritual cultivators hiding in the blessed land of caves is to survive the difficult period when their spiritual energy fades. At the same time, they also feel that they are superior to others, so they call the outside world secular.
But he didn't expect that after hundreds of years of waiting and suffering, in exchange for it, a random person in the outside world would be more powerful than their spiritual cultivators. This made him feel very uncomfortable, so he was eager to know what the outside world was like. Condition.
If people outside live a better life than they do, then wouldn’t the suffering they have endured and the beliefs they have adhered to over the past few hundred years be meaningless?
"Don't just ask me for information. If you don't take action, Sanjing Palace may be gone!" Li Muyang pointed to the distance and said with a playful expression.
The space crack had expanded quite a lot at this time, almost covering the entire Sanjing Palace. Many flowers, trees, and soil tiles had begun to float up, and then were sucked into the space crack.
"Hmph!" The white-haired old man took out a magic formula in his hand and muttered something.
The protective formation of Sanjing Palace was activated immediately, and then began to resist the suction of the space crack.
This process lasted for a stick of incense, during which Li Muyang did not take the initiative, but watched quietly.
In the end, the space cracks healed automatically under the rules of heaven and earth, and Sanjing Palace finally escaped disaster.
"Death!" The white-haired old man had a sharp flying knife in his hand. The flying knife turned into a bolt of lightning and went straight to Li Muyang's head. At this moment, he chose to suddenly attack Li Muyang.
If Li Muyang didn't die, it might be his turn to have his faith collapse.
Whoosh~
His flying knife attack was still very accurate, but unfortunately it only passed through a shadow, because Li Muyang had already left that place.
The white-haired old man's expression changed, and he didn't realize when Li Muyang changed positions at all.
What does this mean?
This shows that Li Muyang's strength may not be inferior to him.
Click~
Another space crack appeared, and Sanjing Palace was enveloped again.
"Why is it getting dark? I feel like there is an inexplicable suction pulling me!"
"Look at the sky... there is a hole in the sky, and that's where the attraction comes from!"
"No! The suction is getting stronger and stronger. Everyone, get out of here quickly. I'm afraid Sanjing Palace may not be saved!"
....
The disciples of Sanjing Palace finally realized something was wrong and fled outside the island in panic.
Hundreds of years of comfortable life have made them forget how to face natural and man-made disasters.
The white-haired old man pinched the magic formula in his hand and wanted to activate the protective formation again, but Li Muyang did not give him a chance this time.
Whoosh~
Li Muyang activated the sword energy of the Six Meridians Divine Sword, and then cooperated with the use of Dugu's Nine Swords to cut off two knuckles each of the white-haired old man's middle finger and index finger.
This was the result of the white-haired old man's rich experience and prediction in advance, otherwise his entire palm would have been cut off.
Whoosh~
Li Muyang continued to use the Dugu Nine Swords, locking the white-haired old man's front, rear, left, right, and top, forming a shrinking sword energy cage.
The white-haired old man was locked inside, waiting for trial.
Although Li Muyang used the skills of a warrior, his Qi was no weaker than that of a spiritual cultivator, so this cage system gave the white-haired old man the threat and pressure of death.
"If I don't fight hard, I'm afraid I will die here today!" This was the only thought of the white-haired old man.
At the critical moment of life and death, the white-haired old man entered a mysterious and mysterious state. Everything in the outside world seemed to slow down. He could even find a gap in these sword energy cages, a gap where he could face Li Muyang directly.
"This is it!" The white-haired old man's eyes narrowed, and a flying knife suddenly appeared in his hand, and then the flying knife turned into a golden light.
This golden light passed through Li Muyang's sword energy cage and penetrated straight into his throat.
By the time Li Muyang noticed it, he could already feel the tingling sensation on his neck.
"Nah~ This white-haired old man can actually fly knives like Xiao Li, the kind of unsolvable bug attack that spans space and time, but haven't these people been isolated from the world? Where did they see it?" Li Muyang complained, for Xiao Li He was very familiar with flying knives, after all, he copied this book.
This little Li flying knife really scared him to death, yes, it scared him to death!
The flying knife hit Li Muyang's throat, but it didn't even break through the defense. At this moment, Li Muyang's physical strength could no longer be measured by flesh.
"Haha, it turns out that there are no false starts!" The white-haired old man couldn't help but smile when he saw that the flying knife skill was in effect. The attack just now was an extraordinary performance!
I remember that it was a few years ago. By chance, a ship that encountered an accident drifted to the entrance of Sanjing Palace and hit the guardian formation.
There were many things in that ship that he had never seen before, including a book called "The Sentimental Swordsman's Ruthless Sword". Although the text was written to an absurdly simplified level, it did not hinder him.
After that...after that, he acquired a flying knife skill. The power of this skill even exceeded the Sanjing Palace Kung Fu.
However, as the palace master, he naturally could not admit that foreign goods were better than his own, so he hid them. Only he could
"Have you seen "The Passionate Swordsman"?" Li Muyang asked with a puzzled look on his face.
He is the only one in the world who has the writing system, so only he can instill the skills into readers. This is considered to be a stumbling block for himself.
"Uh..." The white-haired old man did not expect that Li Muyang was not dead. This was far beyond his expectation.
"Forget it, your people from Sanjing Palace are here anyway, so we can deal with you all at once!" Li Muyang is afraid of leaving hidden dangers when doing things now, so killing them all has become standard.
The disciples of Sanjing Palace who had escaped from the attraction of the spatial rift flew here, and the white-haired old man was their backbone.
"Everyone, run away immediately!" The white-haired old man waved his hand and pushed away the disciples who were coming here.
Although he and Li Muyang only played against each other a few times, they both knew what level they were at.
The white-haired old man knew that Li Muyang was not easy to mess with, or should even be said not to be messed with.
"De'er, please leave quickly. The outside world is different from what we imagined. Maybe we are all wrong!" The white-haired old man put a talisman on Zhou Yude's body.
"Master..." Zhou Yude just shouted, and the whole person had disappeared.
This is a teleportation talisman.
After the white-haired old man finished all this, he looked at Li Muyang and secretly crushed a piece of jade.
"You should be a strong person on the mainland. Presumably you should have come into contact with us spiritual cultivators. Moreover, the continent seems to have changed. We spiritual cultivators may still be at a disadvantage. Am I right?" Bai The old man asked.
Li Muyang shrugged and did not answer the question.
"But you people on the mainland don't be complacent. We are at a disadvantage because we are lagging behind in information. Now I have spread the information that your continent has powerful people. Soon all of us spiritual cultivators will be dispatched. You are ready to accept our message." Are you angry?" The white-haired old man said with a look of relief.
As early as hundreds of years ago, some among the spiritual cultivators had calculated that one day the spiritual energy would be revived, so the mainland was a battleground. There was no good or evil, right or wrong, but only strength and weakness.
Either the spiritual cultivators will take over the mainland, or the spiritual cultivators will withdraw from the continent. There is no third option, so the endless struggle between the two sides has long been doomed.
It’s just that no one thought that people on the mainland could give birth to strong men like Li Muyang in an environment where their spiritual energy was exhausted.
"Are you sick?" Li Muyang frowned.
The whole process was inexplicable to him. First he met a middle school boy, slapped him a few times, and then an old man jumped out. If the old man couldn't win, he sent a message to all the spiritual cultivators, with a look of deep hatred on his face.
What the hell is this!
