In the formation, due to the successive changes, Xuanwu had lost control of the situation. Even if he felt helpless at this moment, he could only watch Mu Qing and others rushing towards the edge of the formation.
Wang Yeqing guessed right. Under the coordination of Jiang Shangxiu, the guards outside the formation continued to attack the barrier. Everyone was trapped in the formation. In fact, he did not know that Xuanwu would take the initiative to destroy the barrier. A piece of tortoise shell, although it was a helpless move, managed to withstand the impact of the Guards through the spread of the shock wave.
At this moment, outside the barrier, blood and strength were intertwined, looking particularly heroic under the highlight of the night.
Xing Fei's eyes kept stopping on a certain barrier, where there were ripples. Through the formation, he seemed to hear the sound of horse hooves breaking into flesh and blood, and his face was already full of pain.
Xuanwu felt that he had gradually figured out Mu Qing's bottom line. He stayed far behind everyone and said without giving up: "When the assassination formation is stable, it is just a trap formation. But if it is attacked, it will swallow up enough power and turn it into a killing formation." , neither the people outside nor the people around you will be harmed. I still said what I said just now, as long as you swear the oath of the road and never do anything to me in the future, I am willing to show enough sincerity."
In the formation, I don't know how fast the time is. When Mu Qing rushed to the edge of the barrier, he happened to encounter Jiang Shangxiu from the outside and used his power to break the formation.
Suddenly, the black barrier became much thinner. Huaifenghua looked tired, and the light in her eyes dimmed a bit. She was the first to notice the tragic situation outside, and walked to Xing Fei easily in a few steps. Mu Qing He also reacted, standing with Huaifenghua with an extremely cold face.
Mu Qing looked up at the thin gauze barrier. When he narrowed his eyes, the murderous intent in his body became clear and solidified.
When encountering problems in this world, the most indispensable thing is to weigh the pros and cons. It seems that there will be regrets in any choice. If it were not for the determination of the outside soldiers to die, Mu Qing would not have noticed. He is more and more fond of weighing the pros and cons. Okay, is this state of mind good or bad?
He should have made a decision long ago!
In the darkness, Xuanwu suddenly screamed: "Ah!"
In the sea of consciousness, the small sword of divine consciousness pierced directly through his spiritual fetus, devouring the spiritual consciousness in the spiritual fetus.
Xuanwu thought he could still deal with Mu Qing slowly while walking on the edge of the cliff, but he never expected that he would suddenly fall off the cliff.
The feeling of having his spiritual consciousness swallowed up in large quantities was like someone forcefully hammering away his thoughts. Xuanwu had no power to resist at this moment, but Mu Qing thoroughly understood the assassination formation through the small sword of spiritual consciousness.
A pair of illusory wings appeared behind him, and his figure disappeared directly on the spot.
Xuanwu had been guarding against Mu Qing's surprise attack. At this time, he still controlled his body and stepped back. However, Mu Qing's speed suddenly increased a lot. Before Xuanwu could take two steps away, a strong pressure came from behind. When he came over, Mu Qing's palm had already landed on the mask.
"you."
Xuanwu's emotional changes tonight completely matched the description of the ups and downs.
His eyes widened, and a trembling fear spread from the depths of his soul to his whole body. At this moment, he originally planned to do what he said and kill the fish, but unfortunately, he soon completely lost this idea .
I'm afraid even he himself didn't know it very well. When he threatened Mu Qing with life and death for the second time and tried to drag everyone into trouble, he already made an instinctive choice. That was the moment when he least wanted to die.
Only at this moment, when Mu Qing's fingers gently rested on his mask, all the silence and wisdom he had shown before collapsed and turned into a voice that was almost pleading: "No."
Mu Qing directly ignored the responsible emotion in Xuanwu's eyes, and his eyes fell on the mask.
This is where the eye of the assassination formation lies.
Murong Jing once told him that only after breaking through the extraordinary level could he barely exert the true power of this Taoist weapon.
Even if Xuanwu forcibly burned his life essence and blood to activate it, he was actually just barely lingering near the threshold. Mu Qing's eyes fell on the crack created by the Demon Suppressing Sword, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.
Xuanwu didn't forget to act just now. He couldn't even fully control a magic weapon at the Taoist level, and it didn't have the ability to self-destruct at all.
Mu Qing's sword struck and created a crack. At that moment, General Xuanwu transferred all the attacks from inside and outside the formation to the mask.
He put a lot of effort into intimidating Mu Qing.
"What do you want to do? I can let you go now."
During the moment when Mu Qing was silent, Xuanwu did not forget to try to communicate. This was completely different from the taciturn Xuanwu that Murong Jing said.
Mu Qing felt extremely disgusted when he thought that Murong Jing had been cultivating and living in the same place with these sanctimonious guys for so many years. A red glimmer appeared from his palm, and the mask under his palm made a very difficult sound.
Mu Qing wanted to pull off the mask on Xuanwu's face!
The eyes under Xuanwu's mask started to shake violently. Xuanwu was not as frightened as the consciousness being swallowed up in the sea of consciousness was at this moment.
From the day they put on the mask, the four of them established a pact. As long as they don't take off their masks, this Taoist contract will always exert the influence of eternal loyalty and Murong on these people.
Unlike Murong Jing, who has always been repulsive, Xuanwu took the initiative to accept this influence a long time ago. As his cultivation level got higher and higher, the mask had already created an unbreakable bond in Xuanwu's Taoist heart. He regarded this mask as a part of his body.
It can be said that what Mu Qing wanted to do to take off the mask was to directly destroy Xuanwu's Taoist heart.
A sense of separation that was more terrifying than a blank mind enveloped Xuanwu's entire soul. He glanced at Mu Qing with resentment, and the essence and blood in his body rushed to his face crazily. It seemed that it would never stop. On the brown mask, The carved lines intertwining between turtles and snakes were far brighter than ever before.
The pattern on the mask instantly lit up to the extreme. Mu Qing's palm came into close contact with the rippling light, as if being submerged. In the light, an extremely solid spiritual snake no bigger than the thickness of a thumb opened its mouth: "Roar! "
This voice had a hint of the wild and vicissitudes of life. Mu Qing originally planned to resist, but a blood-colored killing sword had been re-condensed in his palm, but a more distant and vicissitudes of life voice directly counterattacked: "Ouch!"
The spiritual snake was originally going to rush towards Mu Qing, but after hearing this figure, it showed deep fear and fled directly from the edge of Mu Qing's palm.
Xuanwu's blow that consumed a lot of blood ended up with such an embarrassing outcome. If he had already lost too much blood, he would just be so angry that he would vomit out a few pools of blood.
Mu Qing didn't hesitate at all, and stabbed hard with the bloody sword condensed in his palm. The turtle on Xuanwu's face only stood in a stalemate for a moment, and then collapsed.
"laugh--"
The small blood-colored sword hit the mask, disintegrated on its own initiative, and turned into strands of silk strands spread over the mask like a spider web.
The back of Mu Qing's hand arched slightly, and his five fingers clasped the edge of the mask, pulling it back bit by bit.
At this point, Xuanwu no longer had the energy to use cunning and tactics. Now he only thought about how to survive Mu Qing's hands. At the critical moment of life and death, he finally made a decision.
