The night in the ruins is very dark. There are whispers and the beeping of bonfires not far away. Mu Qing avoids the light source and walks quietly in the darkness.
This ruin suddenly appeared in front of it. Although it had been explored by people from the Gu family and these treasure hunters, it still showed something different from other ruins.
For example, half of it lies quietly on the wasteland that becomes stiff after nightfall, while the other half is hidden in the slowly creeping black fog and only its vague outline can be seen.
"These relics are originally the things in the broken space." Meng Zhang said.
Mu Qing's footsteps slowed down slightly, and his eyes moved slowly among the ruins beside him, and finally looked into the depths of the black mist, thoughtfully: "In other words, there is a broken space stopping deep in the black mist right now?"
"Yes." Meng Zhang said: "The operation of the broken space in the Realm of Jue Ling is also affected by the real world outside. They will hit the weak space barrier. Once a space crack appears, things in the broken space will appear. In the real world, when this rift dissipates, the ruins will either be completely destroyed or remain."
Mu Qing's eyes brightened slightly, "The ruins are the remnants of the broken space in the real world. Can they be regarded as a kind of anchor point? Those left broken spaces should be in the same place when they collide with the real world again."
Meng Zhang said: "The natural forces of heaven and earth attract and repel each other. If no one comes to explore these ruins, then it is true."
Mu Qing felt a little regretful.
When he came here, he had already visited two ruins. Those two places had been explored countless times. Let alone chance, even anything with a little aura no longer existed.
Those broken spaces wandering in the Realm of Absolute Spirits, without any sense of the outside world, how can they return again?
Moreover, there are no rules when it comes to space barrier problems. Even if there is still a weak sense, it is futile if it cannot be broken open.
"Fortunately, it's quite stable here."
Mu Qing comforted himself like this and walked faster towards the edge of the black mist.
Whether it is black mist or black storm, they are essentially expressions of the struggle between broken space and the real world.
Even if those experienced treasure hunters didn't think it through, they were probably sure that in the early stages of the ruins' emergence, this mysterious power pouring out of the space cracks would not show its destructive side, so Mu Qing's initial expectation was also There are obvious deviations.
As he got closer and closer to the edge of the black fog, he deliberately avoided people more and more often. Finally, when he was only a dozen feet away from the black fog, he finally couldn't avoid them.
A group of people surrounded a slender man in black in an alley. This was Mu Qing's only way to enter the black mist.
There were mottled stone walls on both sides of the alley. There were no lights in the alley, and the night was so dense that it was almost impossible to flow. Mu Qing paused, and the eyes of the group of people were shot at him like sharp arrows.
Mu Qing didn't have a disguise, so those people could easily tell that he was not a familiar face in Juye City, and the hostility on his face gradually became apparent.
But Mu Qing's unfazed appearance also put a lot of pressure on them. Thinking of the chaos in Juye City these days, they temporarily suppressed their temper. A middle-aged man walked out, cupped his fists at Mu Qing and said, "What's the matter?"
Mu Qing glanced at this person. There was another person in the crowd who was in the late stage of transcendence and was in the early stage of transcendence. This was the strongest force he had seen among casual cultivators since he came to Juye City.
He pointed to the end of the alley: "I want to go there."
The middle-aged man frowned: "Friend, although this black mist is not as dangerous as the black storm, it may turn into a black storm at any time. The people of the Gu family have given orders that only those holding their tokens can go in and explore during the day."
Mu Qing's brows moved slightly. It was not clear whether the Gu family had guessed that he would come here. He shook his head and said, "I don't want to get into trouble, so just let me go."
The crowd started to comment without hesitation: "It seems that he is not from the Gu family. I don't know where he heard the news about the ruins."
Mu Qing looked at the person surrounded by the crowd at this time. The person happened to raise his face and look here. When their eyes met, Mu Qing had a slightly strange expression. This person turned out to be a woman, and...
When the woman saw Mu Qing staring straight at her, a trace of disgust flashed in her heart, but with a calm smile on her face, she said, "Master, are you willing to help me?"
Mu Qing's eyes moved slightly and he looked at the group of people. As soon as the woman spoke, several people had already silently mobilized their energy.
The middle-aged man calmly took half a step back. After exchanging glances with the early-stage transcendent figure in the crowd, his attitude changed and he said, "Don't worry, sir, we won't tell the Gu family about your affairs, please."
Mu Qing nodded, ignoring several qi machines locked on him, and calmly stepped forward. Those people felt Mu Qing's calm demeanor, and invisibly restrained a lot of hostility.
Mu Qing walked up to the woman, looked at her, and then walked straight past. When he heard the sigh of relief behind him and the black fog in front of him, Mu Qing frowned, and finally couldn't help but stop.
He turned around and looked at the woman. The woman smiled half-heartedly, tilted her head and said, "Master?"
Mu Qing ignored the cold gazes of others, looked at the woman and asked, "Is your surname Bai?"
The woman's expression froze on her face, she narrowed her eyes, and tightened her grip on the sword in her hand.
A young man suddenly walked out of the crowd. He looked at Mu Qing and asked, "Master, are you sure her surname is Bai?"
This person was the one who was in the early stage of his transformation from the mortal world. Mu Qing looked at the sudden excitement in the other person's eyes and felt puzzled. He vaguely guessed that he had done something bad unintentionally and subconsciously looked at the woman.
The woman ignored him and suddenly struck at the young man with her sword.
The young man snorted coldly, and saw the sword shadow rushing towards her face without retreating, instead pressing forward with two fingers together and pointing at the woman's wrist.
The woman grunted, shook her body a few times, and slapped the young man in the face with her palm. The young man's eyes brightened, he took half a step forward, and while bullying him, he grabbed the arm she slapped and tried to twist the woman's arm. arm.
But the young man's movements failed to continue because a golden flying sword stopped in front of his eyebrows.
Feeling the powerful and domineering pressure of this flying sword, the young man did not dare to risk his own consciousness and said coldly: "What do you want to do?"
Mu Qing didn't want to pay attention to this man's nonsense, and his eyes signaled him to let go of the woman in his hands. The young man's face twitched a few times, and his every move was reflected in the eyes of the younger brother behind him. He only took half a step forward, and someone moved. .
It was the middle-aged man in the late extraordinary stage. His sleeves and robes shook, and a wave of energy instantly swept through the entire alleyway.
The woman thought of something and reminded: "Be careful of poisonous gas!"
The young man slapped the woman on the face, and the woman groaned in pain. The poisonous gas was colorless and odorless. It was activated by strong energy and instantly filled the entire alleyway. Because the incident happened suddenly, all of them who came were poisoned. In an instant, Fall down softly.
As soon as the middle-aged man succeeded in the attack, he quickly moved away. The young man nodded with satisfaction, turned to look at Mu Qing who was still standing, raised his eyebrows and said: "Lao Er, this poison is very strange. The more you circulate your Qi, the more You will feel powerless, and if you suppress it forcefully, your meridians will only be corroded and you will become a cripple."
Mu Qing had no expression on his face and glanced at the figure walking away.
The two of them must be habitual offenders. Once the poisoner runs away, the poisoned person has no choice but to obey others if he wants to get the antidote.
The young man felt that Mu Qing's silence was probably due to embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Your realm seems to be only in the mid-transcendent stage, but it puts a lot of pressure on me. It's strange, but it's not important anymore. How about it now?" Can we talk?”
Mu Qing glanced at the group of people lying on the ground behind him and said, "Something will happen to these people."
The young man said nonchalantly: "I don't know how many benefits they have gained from working with me over the years. They should be willing to sacrifice. Besides, the harvest tonight is much greater than I thought."
Mu Qing glanced at the woman in his hand and said slowly: "Let her go."
The golden sword that rested between the young man's eyebrows was taken back by Mu Qing. The young man smiled lightly. This woman would only become a burden to Mu Qing. He only had to wait until the medicine was fully effective, so he pushed the woman towards her with unusual generosity. The wood is green.
The woman was the most poisoned, her face was covered in bruises, and she no longer had the strength to stand still. She was about to fall to the ground, so Mu Qing quickly stepped forward to help her.
The woman fell into Mu Qing's arms, raised her head and glanced at him, then looked at the black mist behind him. ..
Mu Qing understood the look in her eyes, but he did not intend to enter the black mist immediately. The woman frowned and whispered: "Help me up."
Mu Qing helped her stand upright as instructed. The woman took out a small bag of tips from her sleeves. The young man's eyes suddenly lit up: "Space Dharma bag!"
Mu Qing looked at the brocade bag carefully and saw a faint mysterious light flashing through it, and understood that it was probably a magic weapon with the same function as the Na Ring on his finger.
The woman reached out and touched the space magic bag, and a black stone fell to the ground with a clang. The young man subconsciously took two steps towards the stone before stopping.
The woman looked at the young man coldly and said, "Sikong Zhen, this rough stone is enough for you to break through to the middle stage of transcendence. Let's write off what happened today."
The young man's eyes were slightly dazed, and his temperament was invisibly deeper. His gaze fell on the woman's face, and he gradually found a familiar feeling. He was a little more enlightened and said slowly: "No one has called this name for twenty years. Your words have evoked a lot of memories for me, could it be that you are really an old friend?"
Thinking of this possibility, Sikong Zhen's eyes flashed with enthusiasm, and his eyes moved to the space bag in the woman's hand, "Tonight is indeed an unexpected surprise. Since you know my identity, you should understand that a rough stone cannot satisfy me. Show me the ruins map in your hand."
The woman put the space bag into her sleeve with her backhand, shook her head and said, "I don't understand what you are talking about."
Sikong Zhen looked at the woman's cold face, smiled, and said, "Don't you want to take revenge? If the city lord had handed over the map of the ruins earlier, maybe we could help him fight against the people from the Gu family."
The woman said expressionlessly: "What have you done that I want to take revenge on you?"
Sikong Zhen's face twitched a few times, and he glanced at Mu Qing, who was silent at the side, and slowly walked towards the two of them, "After I think of you as an old friend, tonight I will hand over what you have earned over the years and abolish your cultivation. I can send someone to deliver it." You get out of here."
"Good niece, listen to my uncle's advice, this northern wasteland is not suitable for you."
Knowing that Sikong Zhen finally couldn't help but take action, the woman sighed in her heart. It was no longer possible to hide her emotions, and sneered, "You just make people feel disgusting."
Sikong Zhen burst out laughing: "The weak eat the strong. This is how the world is. The world of cultivation is just more straightforward."
The woman suddenly stretched out her hand to Mu Qing. Mu Qing was confused, but he still held the other person's hand. For a moment, he felt the true energy in his body flowing towards the other person.
Mu Qing did not stop him, and even took the initiative to use his true energy to sweep away the poisonous gas deposits in the woman's meridians. The woman couldn't hide her shock and looked at Mu Qing, but she still did not forget what she had prepared a long time ago and whispered: "Explode! "
When Mu Qing felt the invisible breath flowing in the air, he guessed what the woman was going to do. Almost as soon as her lips parted, he pulled the woman and flew away.
boom--
A dazzling, rich light dispersed the darkness of the ruins. Seeing the light engulfing Sikong Zhen's figure, Mu Qing also forgot to finish his own thing.
Two sword energy shot through the air in an instant, one stabbed Sikong Zhen, and the other flew towards the middle-aged man hiding far away.
