Shamanism kills the god

When we arrived at the inn at the foot of the mountain, it didn't take long for the sky to light up.

After washing his face with a handful of cold water, Mu Feng quickly woke Fu Bo who was sleeping next door without taking a rest.Soon, the latter prepared the carriage, "Young Master Mu, let's start now, and it is estimated that we can just rest in Guangnan Town at noon."

"Okay, let's go!"

Mu Feng jumped into the carriage and quickly put down the curtain.

Under Fu Bo's driving, the carriage rushed out of the inn soon, and walked away through the morning dew.At this time, Mu Feng secretly heaved a sigh of relief and carefully bandaged the wound on his body.Unconsciously, in a wing room on the second floor of the inn, a pair of big clear eyes quietly watched his carriage go away.

A slim young woman quietly opened a corner of the curtain.He was wearing a torn black robe, and his snow-white skin was faintly visible.Standing barefoot on the wooden board of the guest room on the second floor, blood blisters appeared on the soles of the feet. Maybe it was because he was still in shock, but his body was still shaking slightly.It wasn't until Mu Feng's carriage disappeared into the distance that the curtains were drawn down.

"Young Master Mu, the person who built Ning Mu Mansion?"

The woman in black muttered to herself, pondered for a moment, then quickly got busy, put on new clothes, and looked carefully in the mirror.Make sure nothing is wrong and try to pretend nothing happened.

Sitting on the galloping carriage, Mu Feng calmly sorted out his thoughts.He took out a pen and paper, and wrote down the names of three places, Zhushan Peak, Mengzhu Inn, and Zhushan Temple, forming a circle, and remained silent for a long time.

The Jiuli woman who suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain, the Jingxu bald donkey with a human face and animal heart, and the somewhat weird innkeeper couple seem to imply an inexplicable connection.The watery looking Liniang also made him feel a little uncomfortable instinctively.

I don't know if it was because of the night tour of the soul, seeing her and Mu Qingyuan's unsightly scene, and having a prejudice against her, or what the reason is.

"Is this an accident, or a conspiracy against me, an attempt to borrow a knife to kill someone, and let myself die at the hands of that old bald donkey in Jingxu?"

Mu Feng was full of doubts in his heart, a strong wind blew outside the window, and he opened the curtain to have a look. .|The sky is gloomy, dark clouds are rolling in, and a huge storm is coming.

From Jianning City to here, the journey was safe and sound, without any suspicious signs.Originally, I thought that Immortal Sword Sect and Master Blind had completely died down and could finally get rid of them.Unexpectedly, such a thing happened suddenly.

Strictly speaking, except for the group of snakes that suddenly blocked the way, this disturbance did not target him, but it was enough to arouse his vigilance.

Obviously, the Jiangling Mansion and his party were not peaceful either!

"Strength, great power, is king!"

Mu Feng clenched his fists, took a few deep breaths, put away the distracting thoughts in his mind, calmed down slowly, and took out the blood beads from his arms.

In the face of unknown enemies, it is useless to think too much. The best way is to improve your own strength.As long as you have enough power, any plots and schemes of the enemy are paper tigers!

The small blood bead condensed the strength of that old monk Jingxu, the blood qi was tumbling, the yang energy was majestic, and the power fluctuation was stronger than any blood bead condensed before.It seems that the old bald donkey has indeed spent a lot of effort in cultivation over the years.It's a pity that in the end, all of them are making wedding clothes for others, and Mu Feng's life's strength falls into Mu Feng's hands.

After observing for a while, Mu Feng quickly swallowed the blood bead in one gulp.

Soon, a majestic force surged in the body, accompanied by a strong resentment.In the back of my mind, the resentful shriek of the old monk Jingxu before his death sounded again.The power generated by the melting of the blood beads then went on a rampage, tossing rivers and seas in the body, setting off waves of scorching blood.

This is the old monk Jingxu's remnant soul that has not completely dissipated, attached to the blood beads and integrated into the body.

"Hmph, I wasn't an opponent when I was alive, they are all dead, and there is only a wisp of remnant soul left. Are you still thinking about turning over?"

Mu Feng let out a cold snort, violently pumping the blood of the ancestral witch in his body.In an instant, the blood was surging, forcibly obliterating the remnant soul of the old monk Jingxu.Soon, the majestic power brought by the blood beads gradually calmed down and completely merged with the body.

How powerful is the blood of an elite master!

Compared with ordinary cultivators with peak strength in the mortal realm, they are almost ten times stronger.After merging the power of the old monk Jingxu, Mu Feng's body was full of qi and blood, his thoughts were clear, and his spirit became stronger and stronger.As soon as the heart moved, there was a feeling of swallowing mountains and rivers and plundering the origin of heaven and earth.

Fu Bo, who was driving the car, and the passers-by who passed by in a flash, their soul fluctuations were clearly transmitted to his mind.Like little people sitting in small wooden boats, floating up and down in the boundless dark sea.As long as you reach out and pinch the void, you can obliterate their souls and plunder their bodies out of thin air.

Take home!

This is the faint power of seizing the house, and it is a sign that he is about to break through to the elite level.

As long as you break through the bottleneck and break through to the elite level in one fell swoop, you can attach your soul to other people's bodies, or seize the body and be reborn.

When the time comes, what does that mean?

It means that even if the body is defeated in the battle and disappears into dust, as long as the soul remains, it can be reborn without entering reincarnation.At this stage of cultivation, compared with the cultivators in the mortal realm, there has been a qualitative leap.

At the pinnacle of the mortal realm, what is important is to know the destiny and pursue the unity of heaven and man.The elite state is to plunder the origin of the world, and even the lifespan of all things in the world, in pursuit of immortality.Elites, as the name suggests, are the elites among the people, and they are very different from ordinary people who are born, old, sick and dying.

In some ancient sects, no matter how good the mortal disciples are, they are ants who can be sacrificed at any time. Only after breaking through to the elite realm can they truly step into the threshold of cultivation!

Why do some elite elites have the same face and skin as a baby even though they have practiced for thousands of years?

It's not how powerful their cultivation skills are, but it's often because they found a good cauldron and were reborn.This is why in the big world, some children are different from childhood.It's not that he is born so smart, but that his small body hides a soul with thousands of years of experience!

"Killing and looting are indeed the kingly way of cultivation!"

Feeling the changes in his body and soul, Mu Feng raised his head and let out a silent roar.Immediately, with the galloping carriage as the center, everyone and every creature within a radius of ten miles felt their hearts tremble, and they felt an inexplicable palpitation, and their consciousness suddenly came to their senses.

Ancient Witchcraft - Soul Roar!

Based on one's own soul, forcibly shakes and obliterates the soul of the enemy, killing people invisible!

This is the supernatural power of the ancient soul witch, which specializes in attacking the enemy's soul.After cultivating to the extreme, a roar on the battlefield can directly turn millions of enemies into idiots.

After performing ancient witchcraft to gather souls and obtain the remnant soul and memory fragments of an ancient soul great witch, Mu Feng has long been exposed to this magical power.But until this moment, the power of the soul can only be displayed after the surge.

Mastering one supernatural power of a great soul witch has already greatly increased his strength. If he breaks the seal of the blood essence of the ancestor witch and comprehends the third level of the heart method of the blood refining method, what will it be like?

The blood beads that condensed the Qi and blood of the old monk Jingxu did not allow Mu Feng to break through to the elite level in one fell swoop, but it also brought a powerful force, which made him full of expectations for the next training!