Shamanism kills the god

"Mu Feng, don't worry, the Variety God Lord is powerful, but for the time being, he won't be able to sneak into the world of this painting silently!"

Jian Nu smiled, his face changed, and he said in a deep voice: "However, you have to be very careful about that person in Tuoba Tiandu..|Now, you are in the same line as him, and no one knows that he has practiced the Shanhe Sheji Jue to the extreme. Or after obtaining the orthodoxy of the sage of the earth, is there any way to sneak into the painting world, or even directly take it for himself. Just now, the ancient five-color soil he gave you, although it has infinite uses, must be cautious. As far as I know , this ancient five-colored soil was originally a treasure left by the sages of the ancient land, and after being fused with the map of the mountains and rivers, it has unexpected power, and it is also very useful for practicing the formula of the mountains and rivers!"

The ancient five-color soil was originally a treasure left by the sage of the earth?

In this case, why didn't he keep Tuoba Tiandu for his own use, and didn't explain this at the time?

Mu Feng's heart sank, and he felt more and more uneasy. He took out the oilcloth that Tuoba Tiandu gave him, opened it and observed it carefully.

Black, red, yellow, white, and blue, five small lumps of soil exude a dreamlike light.The light swallowed and spit out, and slowly echoed the energy fluctuations in the painting world, colorful.It seems that it is really useful in the painting world.But after careful observation for a while, no problem can be seen, and there are no traces of passive hands and feet.

"Master Sword Slave, are you saying that there is a high possibility that someone has tampered with these five-colored soil?" Mu Feng humbly asked the well-informed Sword Slave for advice.

"To be honest, I can't see this point either. Maybe it's something done in the dark, maybe it's because of the fusion of the five-color soil and the map of the mountains and rivers. Tuobatian deliberately didn't say anything."

Jian Nu shook his head, paused and continued: "However, one thing is for sure, Tuoba Tian is far from being as simple as you imagined. You see, Tiandu Peak is full of his cronies. Here, he Yan Jiuding. To put it nicely, Tiandu Peak is the only camp of the Xiangshan Academy in the Heavenly Demon Battlefield; in fact, this has long since evolved into his own lair, secretly accumulating a large number of troops and various strategic materials. Otherwise , How could it attract the attention of those in power in the Tongtian Empire?"

Jian Nu's thoughts were clear, before Mu Feng could say anything, he continued slowly: "Mu Feng, now everyone in the academy knows that the master of the Palace, Yebei Palace, is going to accept you as an apprentice, and teach you the profound and profound Shanhe Sheji Jue. .|Thinking about it from another angle, if you were Tuoba Tiandu, what would you think? Would you let another powerful competitor around you risk losing the orthodoxy of inheriting the earth sages and remain indifferent? If it were you, would you still Do you want to give away the ancient five-color soil that is infinitely useful for the map of mountains, rivers and land?"

Jian Nu didn't say much, and a few simple rhetorical questions made people suddenly suspicious.

Ask yourself, Mu Feng thinks he can't do this.Conversely, Tuoba Tiandu's move is naturally very unusual and worthy of suspicion.However, it is impossible to use a treasure such as the ancient five-color soil in his hand, and he can't help but worry about gains and losses, which is a test of one's will.

This is like a person walking in the desert, tired and thirsty.After finally finding a glass of water, even knowing that the water is likely to be poisonous, how many people can withstand the temptation under the scorching sun?

Obviously, Tuoba Tiandu took advantage of this.Not only is his strength amazing, but his insight and grasp of human nature is far beyond ordinary people's comparison!

"Mu Feng, I really can't see if there is any hidden danger in this ancient five-color soil. But there is one person who must have a solution." Jian Nu has gone through vicissitudes, and can see through the contradictions in Mu Feng's heart at a glance.

"Who?" Mu Feng asked.

"Far in the sky, close in front of your eyes, that person is within your painting world!" Jian Nu smiled and didn't say any more.

"My lord, you mean, the ghost of the demon god Xue Wuying?"

Under Jian Nu's reminder, Mu Feng's heart skipped a beat, thinking of the ghost of the demon god who was crushed under the mountain.His eyes lit up, and then he shook his head helplessly, "A former ancient demon god has great powers, maybe there is really something to do. However, asking him to help is not easy at the moment?"

Mu Feng shook his head bitterly, took out the crystal bottle filled with the demon god's blood, and told Jian Nu his original plan without hiding anything.

Originally, he was going to use the blood refining method to refine this bottle of blood, to see if he could gain insight into some secrets of the demon ghost Xue Wuying, and pass on his innate magical powers.And then further pressure, gradually shake the latter's will, and then take the opportunity to surrender him.However, the chance of talent inheritance is not high, so it is not so easy to subdue a former demon god with a bottle of blood.

"Oh, Mu Feng, you mean, you might use Xue Wuying's blood to plunder his innate supernatural powers and force him to submit?" Jian Nu's eyes lit up, and he looked Mu Feng up and down again.

Mu Feng shook his head, and said frankly: "It's possible in theory, but the probability is not high. If you persist for a while, this method may still work, but in a short time, I'm afraid there is little hope!"

"That's not necessarily true. I have a way to try."

The sword slave paused, and then said: "The ghost blood of the demon god has great powers, but there is one unique skill that is the most powerful, and that is the ancient clone art. Legend has it that as long as you have enough power, you can transform into thousands of people and be immortal. I Although the Nirvana swordsmanship does not have such a powerful avatar art, it also has unique supernatural powers that can cultivate the second soul. I will pass it on to you now, not asking how powerful it is immediately, as long as it has a little meaning, maybe You can use fakes to put pressure on Blood Wuying, the ghost of the demon god. Let him mistakenly think that you can continuously plunder his supernatural powers and draw his power by refining his blood, and then make him have to submit. If in the painting world With a former ancient demon god guarding it, it will be much safer, how about it?"

"Okay, thank you sir!"

Mu Feng was overjoyed and understood the rare opportunity.

His prestige as a great blood-refining witch has already taken the lead, which shocked the ghost Xue Wuying, the demon god.If he cultivated the second soul quickly, he might be able to confuse the real one with the real one, and take the opportunity to subdue him!

"Calm down, the Lingtai is clear!"

Without further ado, the sword slave immediately taught the mind of Nirvana swordsmanship, flicked his fingers, and a tactic appeared in Mu Feng's mind, "Mu Feng, with your current strength, you can't directly gather the soul, you need a Carrier. Do you have any powerful treasures, or a elixir? The stronger the power of the carrier, the greater the power of the second soul, and the higher the potential!"

a carrier?

Mu Feng frowned, and immediately thought of Xuemang.Just as he was about to take it out, suddenly, on a whim, his heart throbbed, and there was a sharp breath coming from his body.Taking out a crystal bottle from his bosom, he saw that the Twelve-Winged Cicada, which had been bred for a long time, tore open its blood cocoon, revealing a small head.

"Hey, Mu Feng, what is this?" Sensing the innate aura of the Twelve-Winged Cicada, Jian Nu's expression changed.

"This is a twelve-winged golden cicada that I got by accident. My lord, how about using this little guy to enshrine the primordial spirit?" Mu Feng's heart moved.

No matter how powerful the blood light is, it is still dead, it is just a magic weapon.But the Twelve-Winged Golden Cicada bred with the essence and blood of its own life is a real living creature, born with a spirituality that ordinary treasures lack, and its speed and attack are also extraordinary.Although he didn't know if it could be used to entrust the second soul, but his intuition told him that the power might be far higher than the blood glow!

"What, Twelve-winged Golden Cicada?"

Jian Nu was surprised at first, and then laughed, "Okay, what a monster that existed in ancient times. Such a big monster is better than anything else to entrust the soul. Mu Feng, your luck is really extraordinary Ordinary, hahaha! Come on, let us witness together the birth of the most vicious and terrifying second soul in the universe!"

Sensing the aura of the Twelve-Winged Golden Cicada carefully again, and remembering the records of the master's sect, Jian Nu was very excited, even more excited than Mu Feng himself!

According to Shimen's records, cultivating second souls was not considered a real great supernatural power in ancient times. Many strong people had their own second souls, or even third souls, but the power was different and each had its own unique characteristics. place only.

At that time, saints came out in large numbers, and there were many strong men in the world.The earth sage, Gongsun sword sage, Piaomiao sage and other peerless powerhouses are arrogant, but it is said that the most terrifying demon at that time was not Xue Wuying, the ancestor of the blood sea, and others, but a golden dragon cultivated by the twelve-winged golden cicada. Cicada Taoist.Wherever he passed, everyone's face changed, and no one dared to block his edge!

Although the twelve-winged golden cicada in Mu Feng's hand has just been conceived, its innate aura is already frightening. If it is successfully refined into a second soul, wouldn't it be a Taoist golden cicada? reproduce?Looking at the vast world, who can stand in the way?