Xiaoyuan Mountain is located in the south-central part of Yunzhou, thousands of miles away from Baihua Mountain of the Mu family.

There is a small spirit stone vein in this mountain!

Although it is a small mine, millions of level spiritual stones can be dug out in a year, and medium-grade spiritual stones are occasionally produced, which is a very important source of wealth for the Mu family.

Back then, in order to seize this mineral vein, Mu Wanlong and Mu Qinglan destroyed the three major alchemy-forming forces in one fell swoop before firmly occupying the mountain.

But now that the Mu family has shown signs of decline, it has immediately attracted covetous attention.

On Xiaoyuan Mountain, in the mines, curtains of light soared into the sky, turning into a large formation of pitch-black tortoise shells.

It's the third level - Black Turtle Formation!

This formation abandons all attacks and illusions, and uses all means to achieve astonishing defense.

Even a late-stage pill-forming monk would find it difficult to defeat him in a short while.

At the core of the formation, an old-looking Taoist sitting cross-legged was none other than Mu Wandao, the only alchemy-forming monk in the Mu family.

"The enemy has three pill-forming monks, roughly around the middle stage of pill-forming..."

"The flying letter to alert the family has been sent..."

"Sigh... I hope I can repel them."

Now Mu Wandao no longer hopes to kill the enemy, drive him away, and show off his Mu family muscles, he will be thankful.

At this moment, Mu Wandao's expression condensed, and as he watched the three strange lights flying towards him, he couldn't help but say: "Be on guard...he's here again!"

These three alchemy cultivators were all hidden in the mist, covering their figures.

One of them roared angrily, and a ball of yellow-red flames emerged, transforming into a strange beast. It landed on all fours and filled up a large number of hills and ravines while galloping... rushing towards the turtle shell formation.

Bang!

The third-order formation fluctuated slightly, but the strange beast composed of yellow and red flames exploded, turning into sparks all over the sky.

Another ray of light fell on the ground, and from time to time, khaki talismans were driven into the earth's veins, apparently looking for flaws in the Black Turtle Formation by observing the terrain.

The last person was hidden in the mist and didn't take much action.

"Three pill-forming monks are attacking one after another. With the support of the Black Turtle Formation, I should be able to hold them off for a few days... as long as there are no formation masters."

Mu Wandao said to himself.

At this moment, there was a feeling of shaking, as if the entire Xiaoyuan Mountain was shaken.

"not good……"

Mu Wandao watched in horror as the earth's veins shook, causing a huge flaw to appear in the Black Turtle Formation.

The third person who was standing still sneered and played a third-level formation breaking talisman.

Countless silver rune lines are flying all over the sky, as if forming a silver light channel.

That man was so carefree that he rushed directly into the Black Turtle Formation!

"court death!"

Although the power of the formation was temporarily disabled, it only lasted for a few breaths.

Mu Wandao immediately tapped his dantian, and a fish scale shield emerged. Thousands of scales suddenly dispersed and turned into a wall of scales.

The figure who rushed into the formation chuckled, and a folding fan magic weapon flew out from his hand.

Whoosh!

The folding fan is unfolded, and a picture of five clouds and green peaks is painted on the front.

At this time, the light on the fan flashed continuously, and an illusory mountain peak appeared and hit the scale wall.

Terrifying mana fluctuations came out, and a large number of scales shattered.

The remaining scales gathered in front of Mu Wandao and turned into a scale shield that was reduced in size by more than half.

The magical fan suddenly closed and stretched out an ice-like blade.

The unknown monk held the fan handle as if he were holding a peerless flying sword, and the astonishing sword intent soared into the sky.

Whoosh!

The sword suddenly shines!

It was as powerful as wind and thunder, following a strange trajectory, killing on the scale shield.

The damaged magic weapon exploded instantly, causing a sword intent to enter Muwandao's sea of ​​consciousness and start making waves.

With one sword strike, a pill-forming monk was seriously injured!

"The magic weapon 'Sword in the Fan'? Are you a deadly scholar?!" A look of despair appeared on Mu Wandao's face.

At this moment, there seemed to be a faint roar of a dragon coming from the sky.

A 'dragon boat' flew in at an extremely fast speed, and the leader was Mu Wanlong, the head of the Mu family!

"Form up, Ten Thousand Transformations Azure Dragon!"

He made a seal with both hands, and each of the clan guards in the dragon boat immediately stood at the designated position and injected mana into the dragon boat.

Hoho!

In an instant, the dragon boat seemed to have come to life, turning into a blue dragon that was dozens of feet long, and its mana fluctuations reached the late stage of pill formation.

Being able to train the children of the family and practice battle formations is also the heritage of the Mu family!

"Walk!"

Two strange screams were heard, and the pill-forming monk who had previously breathed out strange fire looked at each other and the formation mage who was attacking the earth veins, and rose into the sky without hesitation.

But at this moment, a green dragon dozens of feet long chased after him, and a divine dragon swung its tail.

The monk who breathed strange fire screamed strangely and spit out a ball of yellow and red flames.

The flame instantly transformed into a jackal as big as a mountain.

But when the green dragon swung its tail, it was still scattered.

The green dragon's tail continued unabated and fell on the pill-forming monk, causing his body-protecting treasure light to dissipate, revealing a red-robed and curly-bearded man.

"Mr. Zhuhuo, how dare you mess with my Mu family?"

Mu Wanlong's voice came from the 'Qinglong'.

Lord Zhuhuo covered his face with his sleeves, and when the sleeves fell down, he had already put on a strange red mask.

Balls of red real fire were sprayed out by him, turning into countless flaming birds that pecked at the blue dragon.

At the same time, another formation monk waved a formation flag, and the formation disk... actually arranged a formation with faint thunder and light.

Boom!

Fire and thunder almost covered the sky, colliding with the green dragon.

After a few breaths, the two alchemy monks retreated: "The Mu family is really extraordinary, there are three kilograms of nails in the rotten ship..."

The green dragon also retreated and turned into its original dragon boat.

Mu Wanlong's spiritual consciousness swept across the pale face of the family guard, and then looked in the direction where the two casual cultivators were leaving: "These two are casual cultivators in name, but in fact one is the illegitimate son of the elder of Fentian Valley, and the other is leaning on him behind his back.

Qingfeng Zhang Family, haha, otherwise, what kind of formations would a casual cultivator learn? Does he have any inheritance of formations?"

"It's not appropriate for the family to make too many enemies these days, but we still need to establish our authority... It just so happens that this deadly scholar has the least background, so let me keep him!"

He grabbed it with his big hand, and a magic weapon with a purple flame net suddenly fell down.

The deadly scholar sneered, and with an astonishing speed, he dodged the purple fire net magic weapon.

At the same time, an extremely slender white light needle quietly came to Mu Wanlong's back and stuck it on the core-forming true energy shield.

Wave!

Mu Wanlong's true energy shield exploded like a bubble, causing the white light needle to pierce directly into the dantian!

"Hehe, the Mu family is so powerful... but I don't know that I am not only good at fanning swords, but also have a life-threatening needle!"

The life-threatening scholar Jie Jie laughed strangely twice, and instead of pursuing the victory, he ran away into the distance.

"Master!"

Mu Wandao reluctantly flew up, his face full of concern: "Are you okay?"

"The Death-Death Scholar... was originally unknown, but his 'death-killing needle' is really something..."

As soon as Mu Wanlong opened his mouth, his mouth was filled with the smell of blood, and he secretly communicated with his spiritual consciousness: "I am seriously injured now, and I am in urgent need of healing from the cave and spiritual pills. You sit here and don't show any flaws!"

Today's Mu family can no longer afford to experience any failure.

Once the turmoil intensifies, those who covet them will tear them apart like wolves!

…

Dozens of miles away.

The fatal scholar suddenly transformed into Fang Xing.

He didn't know that things would go so smoothly before. As a fatal scholar, he casually went to the fairy city to inquire about the Mu family. He was immediately considered to have evil thoughts about the Mu family and was roped in as a high-level cannon fodder.

'However, now is not a good time to kill Mu Wanlong... although he must know Jiao Weiqin's treasure refining formula.'

Fang Xing thought to himself.

If you want to pretend to be a member of the Immortal Cultivation Sect or family, there are many problems that need to be solved.

The biggest trouble is things like natal cards and soul lamps.

Generally, important figures in big forces will be arranged to light a soul lamp and enshrine it in various restrictions, as a proof of status and as a guide for future rescue.

If the soul lamp goes out, you will naturally die.

Therefore, if Fang Xing takes action to kill Mu Wanlong, even if the Nine Infant Beads are perfectly disguised and the soul lantern is gone, it means he is dead... Obviously, he will be exposed as soon as he is gone.

Therefore, Fang Xing chose to severely injure Mu Wanlong first.

This is reflected on the soul lamp, which means that the light is extremely dim, which means that it is difficult to recover from serious injuries or that it is trapped in a certain place.

It's just a little better than death.

'When the time comes, I will use demonic methods to split most of his soul, take his essence and blood, but keep a small life... This will exempt him from the soul lamp inspection and make it easier for me to sneak into the Mu family.'

As for the dimness of the soul lamp?

If you are seriously injured, isn't it normal for the soul lamp to dim a little?

Fang Xing is a person who has always had grievances and revenge.

In the world of immortality, what is important is to implicate the nine clans. If you offend the enemy, your family and sect will definitely be destroyed.

Calculating it this way, if Mu Qinglan took the initiative to attack herself in Linlang Paradise, she had a grudge!

I also have a grudge against the Mu family!

He walked a few more steps and came to a swamp where yin energy gathered. A dark token appeared in his hand and he kept mumbling words.

Gululu!

A large number of yellow-green bubbles suddenly appeared in the poisonous swamp.

Then, a huge head came out.

This is a strange refined corpse, wearing black armor, a cloak, and a pale mask on its face.

On the mask, the word "Tu" is engraved in ancient seal script.

Immediately afterwards, another refined corpse with the word "water" engraved on its mask walked out of the swamp.

Then there are fire corpses, gold corpses, wooden corpses...

The appearance of the five refined corpses changed drastically, ensuring that even the monks of the Wanxiang Demon Sect would not be able to recognize them if they saw them.

"The refining of the five hybrid demons has been completed."

"Actually, it seems that the name Five Shadow Demonic Corpse is pretty good... It's a pity that there is no wind and thunder..."

With the help of five heaven-shaking golden corpses, gifts from many demonic monks, and most importantly his own Nascent Soul mana, Fang Xing was able to easily re-sacrifice the 'five mixed demons'.

According to his little test, each of the 'Five Mixed Demons' is at least equivalent to a third-level mid-level body-refining monk. If combined with the inscribed five-element spells, it will not be inferior to a monk at the peak of the mid-level pill formation.

If the five mixed demons join forces to form the Five-Son Demon Array, they may be able to run rampant in the Dan Formation Stage, and ordinary monks in the later Dan Formation Stage will not be able to match them.

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