Chapter 655: Demon Possession
"I still need to consider this matter ..."
Mu Baijun shook his head and didn't say anything, but he waved his hands to let the people retreat, preparing to fight tomorrow, and arranged Mu Lin and Lu Ye to dock.
It turned around and turned back to the body of the body. It still took root on the Wanhuai Mountain.
Today, fighting fiercely. In fact, from beginning to end, Mu Baijun has no place to move in place at all. Although it seems that the root of the tree has risen to the sky and turns into an adult to avoid offensive and defense. In fact, he has always been connected with the power of the mountain with the mountains of the mountain.
Mu Lin was puzzled and wanted to persuade again.
Mu Sen persuaded him -his brother, listening to Master's instructions, Master must also have pain.
Mu Lin can only give up.
So everyone got started, extinguished the mountain fire, arranged the casualties, etc.
At night, neither demon nor human can even sleep well.
The Red Tiger Demon Holy Mother Tiger said she would come again tomorrow, so who can sleep peacefully?
Qian Fan Judge worried about coming to meet Lu Ye and discussed in private ... Mu Junlin seems to soon become a coffin forest. What do you think of the wise brother?
Luo was helpless.
How can I see it? Stand and watch, of course.
He knew what Judge Thousand Faces didn't mean, so he advised him.
Brother, I will wait for Mu Baijun to escape, and let's not talk about the problem. This woods are all the widow, and they will be discovered if they can not escape too much.
You say that old wood is honest, how will he treat fugitive traitors?
Now, we can only hold on until the last moment, and then break out in separate groups and escape.
This is the helplessness of the weak. Brother, you actually know anything in your heart, but you can't see the casualties, you need me to make your determination for you.
Every person in the Dragon League is familiar with the thousand faces. When the thief is also tender, Lu Ye is separated by a layer, which can be relatively objective.
Although he was reluctant to give up, there was nothing he could do.
The Thousand-faced Judge slapped his leg and said worriedly and angrily that he would just fight for a day and wait for a while, and let fate take its course...
In this way, the Red Tiger Demon Saint led the Heavenly Pig Demon Saint and the Earth Ox Demon Saint to mobilize the army, and the next day came as expected.
It was another battle. He filled in more than a thousand demon deaths, lost eight or nine Yuan infantry leaders, and destroyed more than ten mountains near Wanhuai Mountain.
At night, the army of the three demon saints slowly retreated, as if they were on time, leaving only a messy Mujun Forest.
Time flies.
Soon the fourth day of the night.
The army of the three demon saints retreated again.
It is particularly dangerous today.
Wanhuai Mountain has been flattened in half, and half of the surrounding mountains have turned into scorched earth. Today's formation is almost broken.
Mu Baijun was wearing a few holes by the Crescent Turbus Spirit today, and his condition was very low.
Lu Ye and Judge Qianmian met to discuss, and based on their previous budget, they were prepared to flee with their men when the formation was broken.
Five thousand people Ding, divided into ten teams, each team has the old men and weak.
Of course, the core five hundred monks must have a team. This is the hope of human race. As long as they highlight, they may have the possibility of rebuilding the Dragon League and Ling Yunzong.
As for the other teams that dispersed.
The Thousand-faced Judge sighed and said helplessly.
"Just let them run in all directions, let's get the destiny ..."
"With more than five thousand people, some of them can always escape in the end."
"Maybe half, maybe one -tenth, can't it be completely extinct?"
After experiencing many cruel things, Judge Thousand Faces has become a qualified leader of the human race.
When you need calmness, he is particularly rational, and the living person Ding becomes the number in his mouth.
"I am only worried about the inheritance of the skills now."
"According to the previous plan, I have copied the corresponding number of the human race from the entry to Yuanying and including Xiu Xian Baiyi Classics, and handed it to their hands in the hands of each team."
"In this way, the skills should be passed down as completely as possible."
The Thousand-faced Judge only dared to say maybe.
Luo nodded gently.
Humans without the inheritance of martial arts are just ordinary mortals, meat on the chopping block, ready to be slaughtered by others.
Therefore, how the two are most concerned about how to ensure that the local cultivation of immortals is constantly steadily, and there are endless streams.
When he wanted to break through the 100,000 Mountains, he did not believe that Shang Lizhong did not give the decentralized team to inherit the jade slips.
But after a war, but three thousand years of time, if there was no Luye coming, Ling Yunzong's skills would really be scattered.
"Well ..." Lu Ye sighed and said his worry.
Thousand-faced Judge shook his head and said casually, "It's difficult. If you want the skills to be passed down continuously, they must be passed down orally among people like stories and legends."
After listening to his eyes, Lu Ye turned his head and asked Qianyan Judge.
"Brother Qianmian, what you said makes sense!"
"If you are afraid that the inheritance of the skills will be lost, you can delegate all these skills to those disciples to memorize and recite."
"Especially those pseudo -roots disciples, they do not practice, but they have spiritual consciousness, mana, and can remember the inheritance diagram of Jade Jane."
"You don't need to practice in the relevant realm to learn the corresponding exercises, you only need to be used as a museum of more than 2,000 humanoids."
“You don’t need to understand, you just need to remember.”
"In this way, everyone is the elderly."
"But they are all fake version of the elders who teach the exercises, and they don't know how to practice the exercises themselves."
"More than two thousand elders, as long as they escape hundreds of hundreds and scattered, even if they enter other people's villages, can they always ensure that the salary is constant?"
A serious elder who teaches martial arts has profound cultivation and superb skills. He can clear away the fog that has hindered his disciples' practice for a long time with just one word. He can be called a guiding light and is a highly respected person in the sect.
The elder of the Luye version of the Elderly.
There are more than two thousand pseudo spirit roots. Get the fire.
Thousands of judges stayed on his face.
"Can you do this?"
Cultivation has always been about moving forward step by step, and disciples in the Qi training stage can generally only come into contact with the exercises in this realm.
Part of the reason is that the skills are precious and are not passed down lightly. They are passed down from generation to generation and become a rule.
Part of the reason is also that I am afraid that my disciples will make mistakes in their practice. You must know that there is a barrier to break through the great realms.
Some people have not seen the relevant exercises, and they also think that they can practice their ancestors. If they have seen the relevant exercises, the illusion will only be more realistic, but it will be bad.
Therefore, the monks in the Jiazi Village in Mu Junlin have always been like this.
Low-level disciples only practice low-level skills, and high-level skills are only mastered by a few people. It's not that Lu Ye and Qianmian Judge are stingy, but that only these few people have reached the corresponding realm.
Now that the pattern is open, no matter what state he practices, the best hand of the inheritance of the exercises.
If it wasn't for the practice of Xianxian, you really need to understand the artistic conception of exercises, so it is the lowest condition to have mana and spiritual awareness.
Those mortal villagers who have not yet developed pseudo -spirit roots have to remember their piles.
Luo suddenly made an opinion, and went on the other way to pass on the exercises, the wider the wider.
As soon as Qian Fan judged, his eyes were getting brighter and brighter.
yes.
Those pseudo-spiritual disciples have insufficient cultivation potential, and they don’t need to consider the dangers of high realms, heavenly demons, and phantoms, so why not just forget about death?
They have insufficient practices, and they are looking for death with the demon.
Make sure everyone is a good duck, only to feed the future generations.
The Thousand-faced Judge laughed freely.
"Xian brother, your bone-changing pill is really useful." "I didn't expect that two thousand useless spiritual root disciples can have such wonderful effects."
"I'll make arrangements to go..."
There was an eagle cry in the sky.
The two looked up.
I saw a big black eagle flying across the sky. It was too far away and was as small as a black dot. It circled around and seemed to have landed in the direction of Wanhuai Mountain.
The two don't care.
After several days of fighting, countless groups of fleeing animals were created. Their homes were destroyed and they fled in a hurry.
Because there are too many quantities, there are always a small number of birds and beasts, and it is not unusual.
Compared with, the two are busy tonight, because tomorrow is likely to be the day when Mu Junlin Wanhuai Mountain is broken.
Thousand-faced Judge has to copy nearly two thousand sets of Jade Slips in one night. Even with the help of hundreds of serious monks, it is not an easy task.
As for Lu Ye, he has to sit and sit still.
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
Tomorrow, he and the Thousand-faced Judge will personally protect the five hundred serious human monks and disciples and rush out a bloody path.
He will adjust the status to its peak tonight.
I really want to meet the sanctuary of the Demon of Polying. If a demon may still have a chance to escape, if the three monsters have arrived, even if he is helpless, there is always only dead characters all the way.
"God ... Since the later generations have won the demon clan."
"You are obvious, first divide out some thin luck, shelter and wait for thousands of Dingkou to escape the birthday ..."
Luo Ye, who has never believed in evil, also prayed to heaven silently.
late at night.
Lu Ye, who had just been in meditation cross-legged for only an hour, suddenly woke up. It turned out that it was Mu Lin who came to visit unexpectedly and said that the master was here to invite him.
The Thousand Faces Judge was also invited.
Lu Ye and Judge Qianmian were puzzled and hurriedly used their escape light to go forward. They only thought that Mu Baijun was going to explain many things about breaking out of the siege tomorrow.
After a while, three rays of light fell on the top of the mountain.
After seeing the half -hill slope of Wanhuai Mountain, which was cut off, Mu Baijun was sitting on a boulder indifferently.
I saw a green robe, face -like, and the upper body still kept the old man, but below the robe, more than a hundred stout trees had been deeply picked into the mountains, and it was half -man and half -tree.
Many of the trees also have large cave wounds. This is a few days, and they have been injured by the Sagittarius of Crescent Crescent Crescent.
And Mu Baijun was standing another disciple of Hua Kimi Demon, Mu Sen.
When Lao Mumu saw the arrival of Lu Ye and Judge Qianmian, a warm smile appeared on his face, as if he was not yet in the critical moment of life and death, and had a calm and calm demeanor.
"Two good nephews..."
"And my two disciples."
"Now we have all the high-level monks in Mujun Forest."
"Let's discuss tomorrow's matter."
Lu Ye and Qianmian Judge hurriedly saluted and bowed.
The judge Qianxian was surprised that one hour ago, you did not say to drive away the person. Why did you call back one hour later?
Lu Ye lowered his head, his face expressionless. He was calm on the surface, but his heart was already in turmoil.
There was no intention of a glance in the salute just now, in the perspective of the fish and dragon map.
Mubaijun's emerald green soul light group has completely disappeared, replaced by a rolling dark green light group that is nearly ten times more powerful.
In the perspective of the fish dragon map, even if the monk practitioner has its own Yuanshen Guangtou show, it is nothing more than strong, weak, light and dark.
In other words, although the "Mubai Lord" in front of him looks like him physically, the injuries on the tree roots under the robe cannot be faked.
There is also a strong power of alien demons on it, which is the residual aura of the unique demon power of the three demon saints.
But under this original body, the soul inside is definitely not Mu Baijun.
Is this possessed? Or was the Nascent Soul body devoured? Or maybe some kind of evil spell was planted?
Lu Ye even carefully took a few more glances.
During his spiritual practice, he also saw the phenomenon of possessing others.
For example, when he criticized the vest of the silver handist, and the Yin and Yang knife, when the fluffer went to see his elder brother Zu Tianshou Du Wanzhen, Du Wan cut his soul to the subordinates of his men, and he was glimpsed by him.
But from the perspective of the fish and dragon diagram, it is also a mixture of two colored light groups, definitely not pure one color.
What does this mean?
In just an hour, a powerful enemy took over Mubai-Jun's body and swallowed his soul, and everything happened silently.
With Mubai Jun's cultivation as a saint, not even the slightest sign of struggle could be heard.
Luo was tight in his heart and felt creepy, and the whole person was almost exploded.
"The tree demon in front of me is definitely not Lord Mubai!"
"Refining the Void Saint does not have such cultivation strength!"
"Although it is indeed Mu Baijun's wooden body, Yuan Shen is definitely not!"
"Wait, why do this Yuanshen Guangtuan seem to have known each other?"
"I must have seen it myself!"
When Lu Yewai raised his waist after saluting, his eyes lit up and his heart suddenly trembled.
He remembered - it's you, little devil Mo Baiyi!
No, maybe more accurate should say that.
Three thousand years ago, the little demon god Mo Baiyi, who had reached the perfection of the Nascent Soul three thousand years ago, was one of the direct disciples of the Cang Qiong Demon Ancestor, the ancestor of the Demon Tribulation Tribulation.
One hundred thousand mountains realize the killing of the hundreds of people, break through the gods, and break through the gods. Everyone in the world can be killed.
For the goal, all love relatives and relatives even sacrifice cold -blooded ruthless machines.
Three thousand years have passed.
The wine friend of Luye devoured the magic path by the ruthless killing of the road, soaring all the way, and grew into a pillar of the demon.
Mo Baiyi has reached the pinnacle of Mahayana and has become the ancestor of the escaped demons, opening up a world for the demons to live in and reserve for themselves.
Then it is said that for the sake of a secret treasure left by a demon family, we sneaked into the ancestral land, and the generation of the demon family is expected to be promoted to Mahayana.
Stealing into the 100 -year -old mountain, fighting the four monsters, fighting the ancestor of the fled, it is said that he was swallowed by Jin Peng's ancestor.
In other words, Mu Baijun in front of him, but with the sanctification of the sanctuary, the big figure standing at the top of the pyramid pyramid in the industry ... seriously injured the big character.
But even if he was seriously injured, maybe just blowing on him would be enough to kill him, right?
Lu Ye suppressed his expression slightly, for fear of being found to be wrong by the other party.
Mu Junlin has not been breached yet.
Old wood, you are gone...
Alas.
And this magic Baiyi could grow to such a degree, and he and the three monster saints were excessive at that time.
I just didn't expect to meet again in this situation.
Let's see what he says and does.
Lu Ye stood aside respectfully.
"Mu Baijun" coughed, looked at the left and right, and suddenly smiled.
"Everyone, let's meet today."
"Say one thing first."
"My Mu Junlin has a traitor ..."
"How can we discuss secrets when there are traitors?" Mu Baijun, the first version of Mobai, sighed, "I hate traitors the most..."
(End of chapter)