Even without cheats, we must survive the apocalypse

Seeing that Murong Xue had no intention of retreating, Chongkui didn't mind continuing to attack, and his eyes became even colder.

"Of course we have to stop it."

Murong Xue smiled faintly, and the blood-red Taoist power flowed from the gaps in her skirt and passed through the gaps between her jade fingers.

"Although I have no ill will towards the demon race, I do have ill will towards you."

This sentence made Chong Kui's face even more gloomy: "Then I want to try today to see how strong your charm is."

After saying this, his aura, which had been restrained a lot, suddenly rose, and the demonic power of the sixth level of the Source Realm was released without reservation, pressing towards Murong Xue. The demon clan of the Source Realm, even if they stood still, was enough to cause tremendous pressure to ordinary Pigong monks.

Murong Xue didn't seem to be affected at all. Her charming aura collided head-on with Chongkui's power, but she was only slightly at a disadvantage.

"Brother Mu Geng, give me a helping hand to deal with this human demon girl!"

Chongkui whispered to Mu Geng.

Originally, this confrontation might have ended with both sides making concessions.

But after Chong Kui walked out of the Sword Burial Ground, the balance of power on the field changed slightly... Now, Murong Xue has to face one more demon from the Origin Realm.

With a third party to share the pressure, Murong Xue's charm cannot be fully exerted on Chongkui.

Once the power of charm is greatly reduced, it will be a chance for Rekui to regain power.

"Brother Chongkui, this ancient battlefield is not a safe place. There are many monsters there. Whether it is monsters or humans, it is best not to have conflicts."

"Besides, she is right. There were humans who killed our demon race, but they were not the ones who did it. Let's just put this matter aside for now. We can settle this account after we leave the ancient battlefield."

But Mu Geng had no intention of taking action.

"…What do you mean, are you afraid of her?"

After hearing this, Chongkui became angry.

After being chased all the way, the anger in his heart has long needed an outlet, and now Mu Geng even wants to stop the fight, how can he bear it!

"Brother Chongkui, do you want to start a fight here and then wait to be ambushed by those monsters underground?"

Mu Geng's face also darkened. The relationship between Qingfeng Kuangniu and Yincang Jinshi was not very good. He was willing to stand on the side of Chongkui now only because they were all from the demon clan. In this confrontation, Mu Geng naturally had to support the demon clan.

But nothing more.

If you really want to fight, then I'd like to decline.

But if Chongkui is too aggressive, Mu Geng will have to show his ruthlessness.

"... Humph, if you don't do it, I'll do it myself."

Mu Geng said so, and even though Chongkui was extremely angry, he could only grit his teeth and suppress his anger because he couldn't force Mu Geng to take action.

As for those ghostly monsters underground...

Chongkui was not afraid at all.

"Why? You, a master of the sixth level of Yuanji, are hesitant in front of a little girl like me?"

"But..." Murong Xue looked into the distance with her eyes slanting, the smile on her lips becoming more and more brilliant, "You have no chance of defeating me now."

As soon as he finished speaking, three figures flashed and appeared around Murong Xue.

Lu Mu, Jin Rou, Chi Xin.

The sudden appearance of three people once again broke the balance on the field.

Chongkui was aggressive and wanted to scare Murong Xue away, but now he was in a stalemate.

"Brother Mu really wants to see me fight with them?"

Murong Xue moved closer to him and pinched his waist with her delicate hand with some dissatisfaction.

"I believe you."

Lu Mu raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek.

After a little flirting, he looked at Chongkui opposite him.

"It's already night time. You all know what will happen on the ancient battlefield at night, so everyone stop."

Lu Mu spoke indifferently, and the scarlet-gold Shura murderous intent instantly spread out, merging with Murong Xue's charming aura. He instantly gained the upper hand and forced Chong Kui to retreat a step.

Chongkui narrowed his eyes: "Prince of the Holy Phoenix?"

He had some impression of this human. The beating Lu Mu gave to Mu Geng in the martial arts arena was very impressive. Moreover, Chongkui heard that the only Nine-Feathered Holy Phoenix in the world actually had a human being who could be her prince. He thought it was ridiculous at the time.

"Exactly."

Lu Mu spoke with a smile.

"Your Highness Chixin, right?"

Chongkui glanced at him casually and then stopped looking. Instead, he turned his gaze to Chi Xin and called softly.

"Yeah, it's me."

Chi Xin was gnawing on the last leg of the roast chicken.

"Humans slaughtered our demon race in the ancient battlefield. Their crimes have aroused public anger. Tonight, we should unite to kill these humans! Why are you standing over there?"

Chongkui shouted coldly.

Chi Xin's eating speed slowed down a bit. She glanced at Lu Mu and resumed her eating speed. "They didn't kill the demons, did they?"

"There are others, but all humans are like this. They cannot be trusted."

The corner of Chongkui's mouth twitched.

"Well...then I don't agree with you." Chi Xin licked the oil on her lips.

"Okay, if you want to fight, I can fight you alone, but since you like to make trouble so much, I will also make sure that you don't have the chance to crush the shuttle order and escape."

Lu Mu took a step forward, and dozens of red-gold blade lights appeared in the murderous aura around him.

"you--"

Chongkui's anger immediately reached its peak, and he clenched his left hand into a fist, ready to attack.

Then he was pulled by Mu Geng.

"...let go."

Mu Geng didn't let go and didn't answer, but the force with which he pulled him made Chong Kui understand that if he really wanted to take action, he would not help.

Therefore, Chongkui finally restrained his momentum.

In contrast, Lu Mu also restrained his Shura murderous intent. The atmosphere was still tense, but not as tense as before.

“This matter is not over yet.”

Chongkui only left these words, then flew into the air and headed in another direction. The group of monsters following him also took action.

Only Mu Geng was left standing here.

Chapter 85: The Young Master Has No Lack of Treasures

"Thank you, Brother Mu Geng, for stopping him."

Lu Mu bowed in thanks.

Just now, Chong Kui was obviously going to take action directly. Of course, Lu Mu was confident that he could easily deal with him. His realm had just been upgraded, and he still had two powerful sword domains in his hand as temporary trump cards. It would not be too difficult to kill a sixth-level Yuanji realm cultivator.

Once he takes action, he can also completely prevent Chongkui from using the shuttle order.

But if you can avoid fighting, then don’t fight.

This ancient battlefield is full of murderous intent. Perhaps there are hundreds or thousands of extremely strange beasts lurking beneath their feet. Once the fight starts, those beasts will sense the movement and then break out of the ground together.

By then, everyone will be at the mercy of the monsters. Not only the monsters, but also the humans behind Murong Xue will naturally become food for the monsters.

"It's just a piece of cake. Besides, with Chongkui's little ability, he can't do anything to you."

Mu Geng shook his head, his expression still gentle and calm.

"I can see that you had some kind of adventure in the Sword Burial Ground. I have a hunch that you are partly responsible for the disappearance of this sword force."

Lu Mu smiled but said nothing, thinking that he should be fully responsible.

The remaining power is now in his hands.

The two chatted casually for a few more words, and then Mu Geng took off and left in another direction.

……

The night on the ancient battlefield is still dark and eerie.

On the desolate land, Murong Xue sat quietly on a small bluestone, with her legs hanging down, knees slightly bent, her right hand resting on her calves, gently rubbing her eyebrows.

Lu Mu came over and sat next to her.

Then Murong Xue traced her fingertips along his waist, and her slender, jade-like fingers seemed to have magical powers, easily teasing his skin.

When I looked up, I saw a reassuring smile in her eyes, and her red lips were like flower buds filled with water, exuding an enticing fragrance that made people eager to pick them.

His Adam's apple slid, and he stretched out his hand to cover Murong Xue's head, and whispered, "Stop making trouble."

Murong Xue raised her head and grinned at him: "No need to make trouble, I just want to pinch you."

Her voice is soft, sweet, and makes people feel numb when hearing it.

"Then just pinch it until you are satisfied."

Lu Mu nodded, put his arms around her slender waist, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her forehead. "Are you tired these past two days?"

"Not really." Murong Xue replied with a smile. She leaned closer to Lu Mu's chest: "I just feel a little lonely."

Two days have passed since entering the ancient battlefield. This place makes people feel that the days are long. The threats of strange beasts are everywhere, as well as the rifts and conflicts between monsters and humans. This makes this land wrapped in the great defense barrier full of murderous haze.

"Just follow me from now on."

Lu Mu stroked her long hair and said gently, "I'll stay with you."

Murong Xue put her face against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, feeling warm in her heart: "I was wondering who I would find first, but I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to find you directly."

She actually followed the purple energy in her mind and found this place.

Then she met Chongkui and his demon tribe chasing a group of humans. She couldn't bear to see it, so she tried to stop them.

Now, she was too lazy to continue protecting the Southern Region's geniuses. She might as well accompany her brother Mu and enjoy the scenery in this ancient battlefield. Although there was nothing to appreciate in this place, Murong Xue was ambushed by the abyss beast last night...

"Who is that Miss Jinrou?"

Murong Xue's gaze secretly shifted to a place not far away. Jin Rou was now crossing her legs, placing the sword on her knees, concentrating her breath and meditating.

"I met her yesterday. The sword she had was given to her by Shuang Ning. It was a subtle fate. Seeing that she was being hunted down and in such a bad state, I helped her."

"Well, she looks a bit like Sister Shuang Ning."

Her tongue flicked across her lips and teeth.

"Where does it look like?"

"They're all a bit clumsy. It seems like all sword practitioners are like this."

"Don't let Shuang Ning hear you say this, or she will take off your skirt and beat you up."

Lu Mu reached out and scratched her nose, then slowly tightened his hands around her waist and hugged her tightly. It was because Murong Xue was actually still relatively thin, with most of the soft flesh on her body concentrated in the two most attractive parts, so he felt a little strange.

But she still smells good.

He did not bury his head greedily in Murong Xue's neck or hair to deeply sniff the scent, but kept a very small distance. The fragrance was not that strong, but just enough to make Lu Mu feel that the beauty in his arms was so delicious.

"Brother Mu."

"Ok?"

Murong Xue gently turned over and sat on his lap instead of leaning against him.

"I kind of want to..."

There seemed to be two pink swirls of different shades in those charming pupils. Just by seeing her eyes, feeling her suddenly elevated body temperature, and her tenderness that had nowhere to rest but always seemed to be reaching down... Lu Mu actually knew what she wanted to do.

Practice makes perfect.

"No."