Chapter 2952 Is it useful to have more people?
“It’s strange, what happened to this guy, and what method did he use?”
The mysterious deaths of Wuji Sect monks one after another made Mu Jiuling immediately become the center of attention. Focus, everyone saw something was wrong.
They were sure that any monk who came close to Mu Jiuling would die suddenly and strangely.
Such a strange way of death is really terrifying. Under such circumstances, who dares to approach Mu Jiuling easily?
"Since you can't get close, kill him from a distance. No words can make him continue to be arrogant!"
The Wuji Sect Master looked at the sky and found that the monks in the Spirit Realm did not react at all, and seemed to be watching silently. Performance on the ground.
It was as if two armies were facing each other, and the enemy deliberately released a vicious dog to provoke and humiliate the enemy.
If you can even endure this kind of provocation, not only will your enemies look down on you, but other sect monks will also secretly laugh at you.
There is no need to bear it any longer.
"Kill him!"
The invincible sect leader gave the order and decided to show his tough side and let the monks in the spiritual realm know his attitude.
Since you unleashed the dog to provoke me, I will beat this vicious dog to death and see what you can do to me!
The monks of the Wuji Sect had long suppressed their anger and wanted to cut Mu Jiuling into pieces. After receiving the order, they immediately launched a long-range attack on him.
A dozen cold lights appeared from the crowd and flew toward Mu Jiuling like lightning.
These monks are all true masters. All of them with advanced cultivation can kill Mu Jiuling instantly.
But he didn’t expect that the means of easily killing enemies hundreds of miles away would suddenly fail when he came within three feet of Mu Jiuling.
I saw sharp magic weapons falling to the ground one after another, beating like dehydrated fish ashore.
I want to fly again, but I can’t muster any strength.
The Wuji Sect monks who launched the attack suddenly spat out blood and collapsed to the ground.
The natal magic weapon is equivalent to a monk's half life. Once it suffers a serious injury, the practitioner will also suffer backlash.
But looking at these monks, it is not as simple as backlash, but the state of losing their souls.
Like a puppet, there is no reaction at all.
No matter how much his companions woke him up, there was no reaction at all, and they all died soon after.
"What's going on? What happened to them?"
The monks from the sect watching the battle were in an uproar and looked at Mu Jiuling with even more fear.
This is not a little monk exploring the path, it is clearly a life-threatening little devil, a terrifying existence that will kill anyone who touches it!
Even if this weird ability was given by other practitioners, it was still displayed through Mu Jiuling.
It turns out that the monks from the Spirit Realm are not keeping silent, but have already released their ultimate move. It depends on whether Wuji Sect can take it.
From the moment Mu Jiuling appeared, the confrontation between the two sides had already begun, but the Wuji Sect monks did not realize it at all.
There are many sect monks who are gloating in their hearts and want to see how Wuji Sect handles this matter?
These sects appear to be harmonious, but in fact there are constant internal disputes. Although they are invited to help, they do not necessarily hope that the Wuji Sect can successfully survive the crisis.
The greater the losses Wuji Sect suffered, the happier they felt.
As the center of attention, Mu Jiuling finally realized what had happened at this moment.
His expression gradually became richer, constantly switching between confusion and shock, and finally turned into deep ecstasy.
"Hahaha, so that's it! So that's it!"
Mu Jiuling had been wondering before, why did Tang Zhen give such an order to face hundreds of thousands of monks single-handedly?
Even steel and iron bones will be crushed into ashes, with no possibility of survival.
Before he came down, he was prepared to never come back, hoping that his sacrifice would start a war.
Although there was a lot of helplessness in my heart, it could only be turned into a long sigh of grief and anger, and there was nothing else I could do.
As a result, it was discovered at this moment that Tang Zhen had actually given him such a terrifying passive ability.
Although his own strength has not improved, and he does not have a magic weapon in his hand, no one can hurt him at all.
If you get close to yourself, you will die, and the means of attacking you will be ineffective. At the same time, you will lose your life due to backlash. In this situation, who can stop me, and who dares to stop me?
Mu Jiuling was extremely happy, and the resentment that had been suppressed for many years seemed to disappear at this moment.
He looked across the crowd and looked at the Wuji Sect Master in front, his eyes full of provocation.
“I’m here, if you have the ability, continue to send people to stop me!
If you don’t stop me, then I will step into Wuji Sect today and find all those who participated in the massacre of the family. Murderers, let them pay for their original actions!"
As Mu Jiuling spoke, his eyes became as red as blood, and his eye sockets were covered with black veins like blood vessels.
This is a sign of obsession. If you don't control it a little, the situation will become very dangerous.
The danger is not only for Mu Jiuling, but also any monk present may be affected by the danger.
With his abilities at this time, Mu Jiuling is simply a moving disaster, making people avoid him.
While roaring, Mu Jiuling began to move forward, no longer having any scruples.
Seeing this, the monks from the surrounding sects quickly ducked aside for fear of provoking the evil star Mu Jiuling.
No matter whether he has the ability to touch or kill someone, he must be careful and never make fun of his own life.
If you want to test this ability and kill Mu Jiuling, you can only do it by the monks of Wuji Sect.
Other sect monks will never get burned.
Seeing this scene, Mu Jiuling laughed even more crazily, and there was indescribable joy and sarcasm in his laughter.
Although at this moment, he was avoided like the plague, he felt indescribably happy in his heart.
“The feeling of being feared... is really good!”
While the monks from various major sects were trying to avoid him, Mu Jiuling moved forward and swaggered to the mountain gate of Wuji Sect.
The monks of Wuji Sect looked at Mu Jiuling with vicious eyes, as if they wanted to eat him.
But if you observe carefully, you can see the panic in their eyes, and they are obviously afraid of Mu Jiuling's ability.
The little monk in front of them, in front of all the sect monks in the world, made a big fuss in Wuji Sect’s mountain sect, but they had no way to do it.
Whoever touches the ability will die. Who wouldn’t be afraid?
"Mu Jiuling, what on earth do you want to do? You really think that our Wuji Sect is a place where you can be arrogant!
If you repent now, I may be able to forgive your ignorant offense and give you a chance to change your past.
If you continue to persist, this is the place where you will be buried in front of the Wuji Sect’s mountain gate!”
Looking at Mu Jiuling coming towards you, the Wuji clan once again He issued a warning, but his eyes were obviously twinkling.
Because he was not sure at all whether he could restrain Mu Jiuling's ability, or whether the attacker would lose his life in confusion like just now.
Mu Jiuling tilted his head, looked at the Wuji Sect Master with mocking eyes, and kept making "haha" sneers from his mouth.
“Kill me? Didn’t you just do it?
None of those dead guys wanted to kill me, but they were the ones who died.
If you want to continue trying, then just come, I'm waiting for you here!"
Mu Jiuling said this and continued to sneer "haha", but his blood-red eyes looked straight at you! The surroundings seemed to be looking for something.
Then he stopped looking and looked at a Wuji Sect monk, with a happy smile on his lips.
He raised his hand, pointed at the monk, and said in a sinister tone: "You were the one responsible for the massacre that year, so you deserve to die!"
His voice was hoarse. , with an indescribable strangeness, just when the word "death" was spoken, the monk's eyes suddenly widened.
Then he collapsed to the ground with a "plop" like mud, and in an instant he was no longer breathing.
(End of this chapter)