I dressed as the group pet of all the Yuanying bosses

Mo Wushuang attacked the stone statue closest to her with Concentration Art.

The stone statue didn't respond at all, and its movements didn't stop at all.

Mo Wushuang frowned, without the control of the primordial spirit, why did these stone statues move by themselves and only attacked her.

She tried her best to think back about her various experiences after entering the tunnel. At the beginning, there was nothing abnormal about these stone statues.

When did the abnormality occur?

It was after she released the body shield.

Mo Wushuang suddenly realized that these stone statues were not controlled by Yuanshen, but mechanism techniques that had long been lost in ancient times.

It's really uncanny workmanship, she couldn't help sighing that the owner of this cave mansion didn't know what kind of talented and brilliant person he was, but he actually understood this long-lost mechanism technique.

Thinking of this, Mo Wushuang knew the solution, just when those stone statues were about to attack her.

Mo Wushuang put away the protective mask on his body, and at the same time restrained all the aura on his body. Now he looks like an ordinary person without cultivation.

Sure enough, after not being able to feel the source of spiritual power, those stone statues seemed to have lost their attack targets in an instant, and stood motionless in place.

Mo Wushuang held his breath and concentrated, not daring to make the slightest movement.

After a while, these stone statues returned to their original places and stood up.

Only then did Mo Wushuang rub the cold sweat on his forehead, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Suddenly there was a creaking sound behind her, and the wall, which was originally tightly stitched and had no flaws in her opinion, split to both sides again.

Mo Wushuang raised his eyebrows and walked into the stone wall.

Behind this stone wall is also a palace, and a man in the palace is facing her to the north.

Mo Wushuang was taken aback for a moment, unexpectedly there was another person here.

The man turned around slowly, and Mo Wushuang could see his face clearly.

Then she was stunned, the man's facial features were engraved, handsome and extraordinary, and there was no sense of makeup, the details were majestic and majestic, and the eyebrows were free and easy.

Anyone who has spiritual roots and can cultivate will not be too ugly after washing the essence, so there are a lot of handsome men and beautiful women, but even in this cultivation world, Mo Wushuang has never seen such a face Such an outstanding man.

The man looked about thirty years old, with a kind of wisdom and maturity accumulated over the years.

Really answered that sentence, the moon is the guest of the world, and the king is the beauty of the world.

Mo Wushuang just stared at him blankly, her mouth was slightly O-shaped, she seemed to be a bit of a nympho.

The man looked at him and smiled slightly.

Then Mo Wushuang heard a gentle male voice: "Little girl, what are you looking at?"

Mo Wushuang regained consciousness in an instant, and asked a very idiotic question, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

Hearing this question from him, the man laughed out loud: "Five or six hundred years have passed, and finally an interesting girl came."

Mo Wushuang frowned subconsciously when he heard his nonsensical words.

The man continued to say: "I am neither a human nor a ghost. The me you see now is just a part of the spiritual consciousness that was cut off by the secret technique before the deity sat down and remained here."

Hearing what he said, Mo Wushuang nodded in understanding. This method of splitting her consciousness was also recorded in her Concentration Art.

Cultivators with such supernatural powers should all be above the Nascent Soul stage.

Thinking of this, Mo Wushuang carefully put down Mo Yaoqian behind him.