Shamanism kills the god

"careful!"

With a stern shout, Mu Feng protected He Liushuang and the seriously injured sword slave, and retreated quickly. .|i^At the same time, the avatar is facing up, blocking thousands of fierce wind blades.

The fierce wind blade slammed head-on into the bloody avatar.

In an instant, the body formed by the condensed blood energy disintegrated, and then quickly dissipated.Although the body was suppressed under the mountain, under the aggrieved and angry, the attack of the ghost of the demon god Xue Wuying was still no small matter, which made people shudder.

"Hahaha, a vulnerable second soul dares to pretend to be an ancient avatar. Gorefiend transformation, thousand-fold explosion, explode, explode, explode..."

Demon God Specter Xue Wuying laughed loudly, crazily pumping out the original power in his body.As soon as the words fell, the devilish energy floating in the air turned into ferocious gorefiends one after another, their abdomens swelled high, and they were about to explode and overturn the heavy mountain peaks.However, at the critical moment, before Mu Feng could make a move, suddenly, a small black dot rushed out of the blood mist that dissipated with the wind, and appeared in front of the demon ghost Xue Wuying with a whooping sound.

"Twelve-winged Golden Cicada? Ah, no"

Xue Wuying, who was about to rush out to get out of trouble, suddenly let out a scream, and his eyes were full of fear like never before.As soon as he finished speaking, his throat became cold, and twelve deep wounds were cut open by the Twelve-Winged Golden Cicada, and the attack was interrupted at once.After a scream, he was about to break free from the shackles desperately, when his body sank, and the majestic mountain peak rumbled down hard.

The surprise attack of the Twelve-Winged Cicada bought Mu Feng precious time.Before Xue Wuying, the ghost of the demon god, made another move, he used all his strength to urge the Yinfeng Formation to suppress him, and the voices of the ancient sages who enlightened the world resounded in the void. .|i^The vicious ghost of the demon god suddenly felt pressure doubled, and it was useless to try his best, and he could no longer commit crimes.

"The Twelve-winged Golden Cicada, the Twelve-winged Golden Cicada with the blood of the Taoist Golden Cicada, how is that possible?"

Looking at the Twelve-Winged Golden Cicada resting on Mu Feng's left shoulder, Xue Wuying widened his eyes in disbelief.

His face was purple, and his muscles and bones were rattling, as if he was about to be crushed into meat paste by the majestic mountain in the next moment, and his body was smashed to pieces!

After finally waiting for an opportunity, I thought I could get out of the predicament when I was not prepared, but I didn't expect that it still fell short in the end.Although he saw through Mu Feng's strategy at a glance, and knew that the person standing beside him was just a clone transformed into a second soul, he hadn't comprehended his blood shadow clone at all.But what I didn't expect was that Mu Feng's second soul turned out to be a twelve-winged golden cicada!

After suddenly discovering this, the shock was no small matter!

As an ancient demon god, he is very clear about the power of Taoist Jin Chan, and he sensed a trace of Taoist Jin Chan's aura of that peerless demon god on the little twelve-winged golden cicada in front of him!

"An ancient demon god is really powerful!"

Seeing Xue Wuying, the ghost of the demon god who couldn't move, Mu Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and continued coldly: "Great Lord Demon God, now, you have only two ways. You can either take refuge in me, surrender to me, and become my witch sect." Or, die! I can refine a clone of Taoist Jin Chan into a second soul, and I can also refine you into a third soul!"

After being seen through by Xue Wuying, the ghost of the demon god, Mu Feng cut straight to the point.

Xue Wuying, the former demon god, was fierce and domineering, so he was even more ruthless and domineering than him.Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish!

"Stinky boy, do you dare?"

Xue Wuying was startled and angry, sweating profusely, and his voice was stern, "The Taoist Jin Chan has long since fallen, even if his blood is flowing in this twelve-winged Golden Cicada, he can never imagine becoming a new Taoist Jin Chan one day. Boy , with your current strength, if you want to refine a demon god to become a third soul, that is just a dream!"

"Dream, isn't it?"

Mu Feng smiled coldly, and suddenly pumped the blood essence of the ancestral witch in his body, and the blood mist in the air became thicker and thicker, forming a huge sea of ​​blood.

Before he could force his move, the sword slave standing behind came out, looked at the ghost of the demon god Xue Wuying and said coldly: "Young Master Mu is weak alone, what if you add the old slave? Kuang Guang, but in this state, he is no match for me at all, let him be slaughtered. As long as I use the Nirvana Heart Sutra to suppress your original power, coupled with the suppression of the Yinfeng Dazheng, you will definitely be doomed!"

Jian Nu's face was calm. Although he was seriously injured and his oil was exhausted, he was calm and calm on the surface, and there was no sign of injury.

Quiet Heart Sutra?

Looking at the sword slave who stood up coldly, the ghost of the demon god remained silent, with an uncertain expression on his face.

"Obey me and join the Wumen. Not only can you regain your freedom, but you can also cultivate the ancient supernatural powers of my Wumen. One day, it is definitely not a dream to return to the peak period, and you can even go one step further and set foot on the pinnacle of cultivation!"

Seeing the demon ghost Xue Wuying start to waver, Mu Feng strongly suppressed him and gave him endless hopes and expectations. After a pause, he continued: "On the contrary, if you are stubborn, even if I really can't refine you into a third yuan God, you can never get out of trouble. Even if your lifespan is long, you will be suppressed under the mountain for the rest of your life. Xue Wuying, think about it carefully, is this the future you want? In the darkness deep underground in Vale After suffering alone for so many years, you still want to continue to taste the taste of being sealed until the end of your life?"

"After taking refuge in your witch sect, do I still have my own freedom?" Xue Wuying, the ghost of the demon god, looked at Mu Feng, and his will finally became a little loose.

"Absolute freedom, that is impossible!"

Mu Feng said frankly, and continued calmly: "However, as long as it does not violate the interests of the Wumen, you can do whatever you want. No matter guarding the painting world or revitalizing the Wumen, you need real masters. This is Your chance. What I want is a talent who can stand alone, not a mediocre person who can only obey orders. Otherwise, just use the puppet method to refine you into a war puppet, and there is no need to spend so much talking!"

"Okay, my lord, then let me see, what is the difference between the legendary Wumen!"

After contemplating for a while, Xue Wuying, the ghost of the demon god, finally made a decision, let go of his mental defenses, and let Mu Feng's divine thoughts enter his mind.

"Xue Wuying, soon, you will find out how wise your choice is!"

Mu Feng swayed his soul, leaving an indelible imprint of his soul on the mind of Xue Wuying, the ghost of the demon god.With a hand pinching a seal, the majestic mountain peak will rise into the sky, removing the great wind that is pressing on the latter!

"Thank you sir!"

Xue Wuying flew up and prostrated respectfully in front of Mu Feng.

Taking a breath of the blood mist that filled Mu Feng's body, his spirits lifted, and his injuries quickly recovered!The reason why he joined the Witch Sect and voluntarily became Mu Feng's subordinate was, on the one hand, forced by the situation;Indistinctly, Mu Feng sensed the hope of returning to his heyday, and even breaking through the bottleneck!