Chapter 180 Seven Military Land

This sentence completely angered the beautiful Xunzi. She shouted delicately, and the momentum on her body suddenly soared, as if a huge wave was coming. The magic gun in her hand suddenly shone brightly, poofing through an an ancestor's chest and fattening his heart.

She was murderous.

The other two ancestors suddenly retreated in fear and broke in three bursts. They did not have the ability to fight alone, and the peerless sword in their hands could not resist the hard touch of the gun.

"You bastards, even if they are punished by the prison, they will kill you all." Meixunzi's body was shocked, and the gun in her hand turned into a powerful rainbow, which directly blew up the second innate ancestor with the power of thunder.

The third ancestor screamed and had hidden away from the front meter, but a flower in front of him, a darkness surged into his mind and devoured his mind.

Mei Xunzi stabbed him in the head with a shot.

The killing of three innate ancestors in a row was just a few breaths, and it was too late for the five onlookers to come forward to help.

"Kill her, take her down immediately, suck her Yuanyin first, and then torture her for ten days and ten nights to death in pain." The ancestor of Tianrenjing was furious, and the knife brush on his back came out of the sheath and split a knife mark above his head. A piece of heaven and earth was fused by his knife and banged at the beautiful Xunzi.

"Firefire."

Another shot was stabbed out, colliding with the knife and making a click. The magic gun in Meixunzi's hand actually flew out of his hand, and the knife in the hand of the ancestor of Tianrenjing was also divided into two and broken into two pieces.

The other four innate ancestors were also besieged. They were like flies seeing delicious food, and their eyes emitted the light of beasts.

"The unity of heaven and man is invincible."

One side's confinement space fell from the sky to control Mei Xunzi's figure, but her momentum was like a tide, and she also fought back with one punch without showing weakness.

The two ancestors with strength between Bozhong consumed the power in their bodies in the most direct way. With three punches in a row, the heavenly ancestor was forced to retreat. However, the murderous meaning in his eyes became stronger and stronger, as if a hungry wolf had made the final preparations for slaughter after seeing the food.

"What are you waiting for? They all came up with big killing moves to hit her hard. Her realm is not stable, and even if she stimulates the secret technique, it won't last long.

The four innate disciples split a knife at the same time, and the four knives reflect each other. Even if they can't seriously hit Meixunzi, they can suppress her momentum.

"Even if you die here today, you will be pulled up as a cushion and a shooting star." In the face of the siege on all sides, a fierce flame broke out from her body. The momentum merged with the body, and the whole person seemed to turn into a gun.

The gun locked the heavenly ancestor and wanted to die with him.

"Made, you bitch, you want to pull me as a cushion, dream." The ancestor took out a crystal from his arms, just waved it casually, and a strong light flashed, condensing a golden shield in front of him.

There are countless strange runes flowing on the surface of the shield, and I don't know what kind of defensive treasure it is.

Hong Zhong Dalu's voice sounded, and Mei Xunzi's must-kill move did not even break the shield. Instead, her breath was shaken up, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. Her whole body turned into a ray of light and threw it to the ground.

There are many stones below. With her physical toughness, she will really hit it and definitely turn into a pile of rotten meat. But at the last moment, a human figure flashed below her, and a soft force wrapped her and picked her up.

Mu Zifeng input a mellow congenital qi and rotated in her injured meridians. The sequelae of the woman's forced promotion of the secret technique just now are really serious. Many parts of the meridians in her body have ruptured, and even some places have withered.

"Don't be lucky, so as not to aggravate the injury."

Mu Zifeng popped up a healing elixir, looked at the stunned beauty and smiled, "Just now, your performance was very good, but it's absolutely no problem to get out by your means. If you can put up with it, find a place to consolidate the realm first, and then kill it back. These kittens and puppies are not a pinch. Just die."

The five ancestors landed more than 20 meters away from Mu Zifeng and looked at him with an unkind look.

"Friend, this is a private matter inside this mountain. Do you want to intervene?"

Mu Zifeng grinned, showed his white teeth, and said lightly, "Who is your friend? As for your appearance, ugly, obscene and shameless, you can know at a glance that you have been malnourished, bullied and inferior, resulting in a pervert in your heart now. You would rather be a dog than a person. Oh, poor people must be hateful."

With a plop, Meixunzi couldn't help laughing, but it also touched her injury, and there was a trace of pain on her face, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "It's good for this brother to scold."

"Since you beg for death, I will fulfill you." The ancestor of Tianrenjing had a sinister look in his eyes. He wanted to peel Mu Zifeng's skin and bones and eat him raw. With a wave of his hand, the four natural disciples roared and split four knives.

Is this also an attack?

With a deep sigh, when you are a martial arts master, you can fight against the first-level magic weapon with your bare hands. Now that he has advanced to the innate realm, his strength has doubled or tripled. Simple physical strength can slap an ordinary innate ancestor to death.

Mu Zifeng stretched out his right palm, which was whiter than pure jade, and flicked his fingers four times in a row. The surging power instantly drowned the four ancestors who attacked. The peerless knives in their hands turned into countless fragments, all of which were swept up by the power and reflected into their bodies.

The four innate ancestors were suspended in mid-air, and their bodies were full of holes. After a brief shock, they finally screamed and fell to the ground one after another.

"Four rubbish."

Mu Zifeng looked up at the ancestor of the heavenly realm, narrowed his eyes and said, "Kneel down in front of the king to repent and spare your life."

"Well, the killing will not let you go." The ancestor suddenly turned around and fled, and the golden shield seemed to be afraid of Mu Zifeng's pursuit behind his back.

"The killing son is cruel and unkind. This old man can't let him go back alive." Meixunzi's pale face was a little anxious, but as soon as she finished speaking, she saw the ancestor who had escaped far away screaming, like a boulder smashing to the ground, his flesh and blood were blurred, and she died.

That defensive shield is like a piece of frozen ice in Mu Zifeng's hand, which is vulnerable.

Mu Zifeng found a knife secret from him. Unfortunately, this knife is very ordinary and belongs to the third-rate king-level martial arts, but it is also good to take it back to his disciples to practice.

"I wanted to show you the power of the eight methods of the Holy Church, but unfortunately, you fought with Na Meixunzi and consumed a lot of power, otherwise it would not be so vulnerable." Mu Zifeng shook his head and flashed to the beautiful Xunzi's side and looked at her face. "Your injury is not too serious. You can recover after a while. But you can't easily stimulate the force again, otherwise once you get a counterattack, you are likely to go crazy.

"Thank you for your help. I'm Mishan Meixunzi."

The 'son' behind the name represents that she is the saint of the lost mountain and the holy land, a saint with a golden root.

"Mu Zifeng, a disciple of Lingshan. This is not a good place for you to heal. Let's change to a hidden place. Mu Zifeng was afraid that those people in Lingshan would suddenly catch up, so he couldn't stay here for the time being. He kicked at his feet, and four stones shot into the eyebrows of the four immortal ancestors, reached out and grabbed Meixunzi's fragrant shoulders and flew away. He didn't fly far, so he found a hidden cave nearby.

"Meixunzi, you will be here to recover from your wounds in the next few days. You can take these healing elixirs."

Mu Zifeng left with a jade bottle and left. He wanted to arrange it well. Returning to the valley, Mu Zifeng took out the martial arts uniform from the space ring, and the tracking rune on his back was still shining.

"Come on, come on, let you kill in the dark." Mu Zifeng put this martial robe on an ancestor of similar size to himself, and then blurred his face. He also rearranged the battlefield, creating the illusion that one person fought to the end with seven people.

When everything was done, Mu Zifeng began to wait for the arrival of the slaughter king.

On the fourth day, Mu Zifeng, who woke up from the retreat, felt something. Seven people approached quickly. I don't know if it was the people in Lingshan who wanted to take action secretly?

There is a smart means of hiding breath in the king-level assassination martial arts "intangible and shadow" that the sting son lost to him. Mu Zifeng quickly restrained his spirit to the maximum and lurked behind the waterfall to observe the outside.

A series of seven figures landed in the valley, three men and four women, each with true wings condensed on their backs, holding different magic weapons in their hands. More importantly, they are all the ancestors of the chemical realm.

Mu Zifeng saw the martial robes on those people and knew that they were indeed disciples of Lingshan. There were no end hall, some knives, some shadow halls, and some war halls. They were the ancestors of the chemical war realm from seven different halls.

"There are actually seven halls that want to deal with me secretly. What on earth is it for?" Mu Zifeng thought it was those evil genius disciples who disoed him, so he wanted to compete with him secretly. But there are seven ancestors in a company, and there must be no simple reason behind the incident.

The seven of them are very familiar with each other, and they will find each other at the bottom of the valley. The bodies of the eight ancestors were soon found and soon gathered together to discuss.

"Here is the breath left by Mu Zifeng. Fortunately, we have all practiced Qimen tracking, otherwise we are really not that boy's opponent."

"The boy is wearing the sacred martial arts left by the great master, and there are more secrets on him that we don't know, so the ancestors above sent us out of the mountain to track him. How can a person inspire eight blood souls? The Holy Land sent someone to investigate. He came from an ordinary background. Although Mrs. Mu is a descendant of the royal family, unfortunately, her bloodline is extremely weak, and it is impossible to have such a strong bloodline. Therefore, his ancestors suspected that he had obtained some holy martial arts that could transform his bloodline against the sky. Just like the jade madman, he also directly refined his roots and bones with the destruction of the demon thunder. He finally succeeded in his life and had Lei Linggen, who achieved great magic power.

"However, compared with the blood soul root, one is simply a giant statue and the other is a grasshopper. The two are not at the same level at all."

"If we can get the sacred martial arts secrets of Mu Zifeng, we will have the opportunity to use it for the bone spiritual root, and then we will become the spiritual mountain, and even the hegemon of the whole world."

"This is far away from Lingshan. We can let go of our hands and feet to do it. We don't believe that he can escape from the palm of our hands."

Just as the seven people laughed, a light passed at the end of the sky. The momentum is so strong that it seems to contain heaven and earth into its own body.