Peerless little Shennong

Chapter 1038 is a guest from afar

Chapter 1038 is a guest from afar
But what surprised the guardian most was the astonishing performance of this foreign disciple, Lu Xiaobei.

The foreign disciples of the Yin-Yang Tomb are divided into five factions, and each faction does not know the magic weapon of this department. Although the identity card can retain a short-term real power breath, the higher the cultivation level, the true power breath is in that identity card. The longer the card stays.

But how did this man named Lu Xiaobei know about the gold-type disciples possessing the Clear Shadow Stone?
In fact, not only the Lord Protector has doubts, but Jin Dong and Mu Zhangshi also have this doubt.

None of the three of them knew that Lu Xiaobei had clairvoyance.

With clairvoyance, Lu Xiaobei can completely see the stone on Jin Muyu's body, coupled with the improvement of his realm, his clairvoyance has also improved, and he can even see some flashing images of that clear shadow stone From this, he deduced the real function of this shadow clearing stone.

As for the identity card, the disciples who entered the Yin Yang Tomb all knew its function.

So it was reasonable for Lu Xiaobei to be able to expose Mu Xuanming and Mu Ping.

When the truth came to light, Zhang Yihao's grievances were relieved, but a hole was cut in his heart.

The meanness and shamelessness of Mu Xuanming and Mu Ping tarnish Jin Muyu's innocence, such things will definitely become Zhang Yihao's heart disease.

But then, the Lord Protector spoke, and he said: "Bring Jin Muyu and Zhang Yihao back, Jin Dong, you let the disciples go to the head of the Jin Department and ask him to erase Jin Muyu's memory. This will have a great impact on her future life." Great help, no one should mention this matter again, anyone who disobeys will be kicked out of the Yin-Yang Tomb!"

The protector is very considerate. Jin Muyu has not woken up yet. If she finds out about this after waking up, she will definitely have no face to live in this world.

In order to take precautions, the guardian made the decision to erase Jin Muyu's memory.

Jin Dong looked at Mu Xuanming bitterly, and his intention to kill him could be seen from the fire-breathing state of his eyes.

But the Lord Protector had spoken, and he didn't dare to disobey, so he could only call his disciples to carry Jin Muyu wrapped in a quilt and leave the place.

Mu Ping was also taken down to heal his injuries. Mu Xuanming's kick was not light, but Mu Ping in the late stage of Wuwujue was obviously seriously injured, and was still in a coma when he was carried down.

"Mu Xuanming, let me ask you, who ordered you to do this? What is your real purpose?" The guardian asked sternly.

"Hahaha... Yin Feiyang, you can still see that your Dharma protector is really extraordinary!"

Mu Xuanming looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he was crazy.

"Evil beast, you dare to call the name of the guardian of the law directly, you are looking for death!"

Jin Dong wanted to kill him, and Mu Zhangshi also wanted to kill him. This Mu Xuanming was simply extremely arrogant.

"Don't kill him. We don't need to worry about the fate of this kind of person. Naturally, someone will end his life." Yin Feiyang looked into the distance, and suddenly shouted: "Friend, I'm right! You haven't come out yet, don't you?" Are you waiting for me to kill this evil animal?"

"Who?"

Mu Zhangshi and Jin Dong were taken aback suddenly, and at the same time turned to look in the direction Yin Hufa was looking at.

The straight avenue was the city wall, and a white shadow suddenly appeared on the city wall.

All the soldiers defending the city gathered here, but they never found that this person was here.

When Yin Feiyang shouted loudly, this white figure suddenly soared over.

He stood on a square knife shining with purple light. This knife is very similar to the giant sword under Yin Feiyang's feet. They are both huge and rectangular in shape, but the light shining between the two is different. .

The sword under Yin Feiyang's feet shone with golden light, and the giant knife under the feet of the man in white shone with purple light.

"Yin Feiyang, I calculated that you will leave the customs tonight, do you still like this gift?" The man in white laughed loudly, and his sinister smile echoed throughout the Yin-Yang Tomb.

Following the appearance of the man in white, several white figures suddenly fell on the city wall.

A red light flashed across the fork, and a person rose from the ground with a long whip hanging from his body. It was the red spirit who had been mocking Lu Xiaobei.

"If you like flying so much, aren't you afraid of crashing?"

Hong Ling's voice sounded coldly, landed on the city wall in an instant, and shouted loudly: "The disciples of the elite list listen to my orders and activate the formation to seal the city gate, so that these intruders will never come back!"

"Yes!"

A uniform voice sounded, and the ten elite list disciples under the city wall quickly changed their figures, the first two, the last four, the middle three, and the remaining one rose from the ground, swaying a blue aura of true strength, which instantly enveloped The bottom nine.

In an instant, seven spiritual veins sprang up from the ten people, and the blue tail-shaped spiritual veins swayed, shining like a blue ocean under the tower.

A huge blue cover covered the entire city tower, and the blue breath was attached to it circle by circle, rippling out layer by layer, and there was a tendency to envelope the entire Yin-Yang Tomb.

Hong Ling stood on the city wall, glaring at the six figures.

One of the six stood in front, and five stood behind, with the corpses of two city guards under their feet.

"Hong Ling, your progress is really slow. The last time I saw you was at the early stage of Star Qi, and this time I saw you still like this. You really haven't improved at all. And this elite list is simply a waste list one!"

The person who spoke was also a woman, and her figure was even more extreme than that of Hong Ling, which was simply a perfect golden ratio.

Nine heads are talking about this kind of woman!
There is a kind of woman who can be called perfect in terms of appearance, temperament, and figure, so this kind of woman is absolutely beautiful in 360 degrees without dead ends.

The golden ratio figure of the nine-headed body is not suitable for the big place to be smaller, nor is it suitable for the thin place to be thicker, and the angle that should be warped to be less curved is not suitable.

The appearance of this woman made Lu Xiaobei completely subvert the aesthetic concept of women!
Is there such a perfect woman in this world?
This is the one in front of me!

Lu Xiaobei was stunned for a moment!
"Hong Ling, you are so far away that you are a guest. You have not spoken yet, and you are going to do it. Do you really think that you are a dish?" Inside the Yin Yang Tomb.

"That's right! We are guests!" A whining voice came from the mouth of the woman in white.

"Guests? You evildoer! It's your guests that I'm whipping!"

Hong Ling pulled out the whip, and the fiery red whip attacked the extremely beautiful woman with endless murderous aura.

"Hehe, my temper is still so violent! No wonder I can't get married!"

The woman in white snorted coldly, raised her hands and shook her sleeves, and several needles shining with white light densely attacked Hong Ling and the ten elite disciples of the Yin-Yang Tomb who were forming a formation under the city wall.

The rain of needles hit the sky violently, and the blue cover was instantly pierced by these fine needles.

With a loud bang, the ten elite disciples under the city wall were repelled by a strong wind. While staggering under their feet, their figures quickly retreated, and the blue cover above their heads slowly faded away.

But densely packed thin needles had already struck, and they could only retreat quickly while swinging the weapons in their hands at these thin needles that were shining with white light.

In the blink of an eye, the woman in white flew down first, and the five figures behind her followed closely behind and directly skipped the red spirit at the side.

Hong Ling was in a panic, and she was also swinging the red whip in her hand to hit the annoying thin needle, and she felt the huge sense of oppression with just one move.

"Nan Xinyue, you have actually broken through the rank of Gu Saint..." Hong Ling gritted his teeth and snorted.

"Wrong, it's the Gu Saint Creation Realm, Hong Ling, you should stop your arrogance? Otherwise, you will die!" The woman in white laughed like a silver bell, although it was sweet, it was full of endless ridicule.

(End of this chapter)

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