"Wen Ruyan, how did Mu Feng handle the matter?"

When Jiang Shuang saw Wen Ruyan appear, he couldn't help but feel a little confused. He had been in the forbidden area, so he had no idea what was happening outside.

"Mu Feng has been driven away by me, so you can crack the seal." Wen Ruyan said proudly, "But we should still be as soon as possible. If Mu Feng comes back, it will be difficult to deal with it."

Jiang Shuang smiled coldly: "Don't worry, I have gained something here, and the time to crack the seal is one day earlier than I expected. Before midnight tonight, I will definitely take out the seal!"

"That's the best!"

A cold light suddenly flashed through Wen Ruyan's eyes, and his face, which seemed kind and gentle, has now become a little cold.

"I have made a few evil spirits and killed all the top and bottom of the Wangyue Sect to collect blood and energy for the magic weapon. I will do it at midnight!"

Jiang Shuang nodded and said, "Okay, then after I get the seal, I will go to meet you!"

The two discussed it, and the seemingly ordinary communication, but what they said was such inhumane words. Even Mu Feng and Feng Ling, who were in the Golden Book without Words, felt cold when they heard it.

"They are... simply..." Feng Lingqi couldn't speak and wanted to kill all the disciples in his sect. This was not something that humans could do.

Mu Feng also sighed. Although the people of Wangyue Sect misunderstood him before, it was also because of Wen Ruyan's manipulation behind the scenes.

He actually didn't blame the people from the Wangyue Sect.

"Snatch the seal as soon as possible and then go and save people!" He said coldly, his eyes gradually becoming firmer.

Time flies, and it is night in a flash. There is no difference between night and day in the forbidden area. It is a very dark environment, with only the light released by the special ore above the head.

In front of the altar, Jiang Shuang stood there with a nervous look on his face. Several purple robes were gritting their teeth and making final efforts. The restrictions that enveloped the altar were already in danger.

"You can do it."

In the golden book without words, Mu Feng said coldly, as if he had issued an ultimatum of death to these people.

The black robed people lurked in the black forest. Even though there was no one coming in the forbidden area, they still had to be vigilant. After all, no one knew what would happen here.

A black robe was squatting on a big tree, and the black trunks perfectly merged him. Even if you look closely, it would be difficult to find his existence.

Moreover, they have special breathing methods that can minimize the aura of their black-robed people, just like a perfect killer, waiting for the opportunity to kill with one blow.

Suddenly, a ray of light appeared in front of the black-robed man's eyes. He subconsciously closed his eyes and reached out to block his face.

When he opened his eyes, everything around him changed, the black robe on his body disappeared, regained its original appearance, and the surroundings became the sect where he once lived.

"Child, you're back."

In front of me, my master was calling me softly, and he still looked so kind.

But the black-robed crowd suddenly widened their eyes, looked terrified, and pulled out the long sword from their waists, and slashed at their master in a random manner.

The master fell in a pool of blood, his body covered with wounds, and he was still asking: "Why?"

"Why?" The black-robed people hugged their heads like crazy, "Because you have died long ago, I killed you with my own hands!"

He looked like a madman, crying and laughing, without realizing that he had been deeply trapped in his dream.

The next moment, a large number of wounds appeared on the black-robed man's body, and the location and size of these wounds were exactly the same as those on his master's body.

It's like he actually cut himself on himself!

Blood was pouring, but in just a few breaths, he was completely dead.

Mu Feng stood behind the black-robed man, his face was cold and expressionless. Meng Gui stood in front of him, his two big eyes were spinning.

The dream ghost used the dreaming technique, and the scope was constantly expanding, and finally all the black robed people here were included.

The black-robed people are only at the third level of the Reincarnation Realm, and the Dream Ghost has been promoted to the seventh level of the Reincarnation Realm. It is still a very simple thing to drag these into the dream.

By the time Jiang Shuang and several purple robes reacted, all the black robe members had been killed in their dreams.

The solemn and murderous aura permeates the forbidden area.

"careful!"

Jiang Shuang suddenly turned his head and looked coldly at the darkness ahead. Mu Feng was stepping out of the darkness step by step, with golden light passing by on his body.

"Mu Feng, it's you!"

When Jiang Shuang saw Mu Feng, he completely understood in his heart. It was obvious that Wen Ruyan underestimated Mu Feng and did not drive Mu Feng out of the Wangyue Sect!

"Is it a surprise?" Mu Feng smiled coldly, his fists clenched, "Your plan is doomed to fail."

Jiang Shuang's body was tense, his face was solemn, his body was inspiring, and his red robe was rushing.

Before the battle began, she asked her questions.

"Why did you discover our plan? Wen Ruyan said that you have driven you out of the Wangyue Sect. Even if you react, you will be blocked by the protection sect formation!"

"It's very simple. From the first day I came to Wangyue Sect, I realized something was wrong with Wen Ruyan, so I followed her here and heard the conversation between you." Mu Feng said lightly.

Jiang Shuang suddenly realized: "So you have always known that Wen Ruyan is also the Hongpao in Wutian's organization. You have been watching her act these two days!"

"I've answered correctly, but unfortunately there is no reward!"

Mu Feng roared angrily, his body suddenly rushed forward, leaving a afterimage in his body, and a sharp sound of breaking through the air came from the air.

The extreme speed made Jiang Shuang's face change drastically. She flew back and shouted coldly: "You go and hold him down, I'll break the seal!"

Several purple robes nodded, then met Mu Feng, and the thick Holy Yuan was stirred up in each of them.

The next moment, several people slapped their palms at the same time, and a huge palm print appeared in front of several people. The palm wind slammed and slapped Mu Feng fiercely!

Their strength is not weak. The two are at the sixth level of the Reincarnation Realm, and the rest are all masters at the fifth level of the Reincarnation Realm.

Unfortunately, in front of Mu Feng at this time, they were as vulnerable as a local chicken and a tile dog!

"Get out!"

Mu Feng roared lowly, and as he saw the huge palm fall, he stepped forward, and suddenly the sound of dragon roaring and phoenix roaring, and the golden fist hit forward fiercely!

With a bang, the huge palm was defeated by a punch!

Then Mu Feng soared into the sky and flashed to the purple robe. The Sword of the Killing Sword appeared in his hand. The sword was filled with awesomeness, and even thunder and lightning appeared on it.

Crazy Thunder Sword Technique!

He slashed down with one sword, and the purple robe in front of him was chopped in half by a sword. Even if he used all the means to resist, he could not block the power of the sword.

Then a thunder fell from the heads of everyone and accurately landed on the head of another purple robe. The lightning light lit up and the electric arc jumped, and the purple robe instantly bombarded the purple robe to death!

Two purple robes died in Mu Feng's hands in their breath. He was like a walking god of death, with a sharp aura to take everyone's lives!

Jiang Shuang stood in front of the altar, attacking the restriction covering the altar with all his might. He looked back from time to time and felt uneasy.

She had only heard of Mu Feng's deeds before, but when she really faced Mu Feng, she could feel the pressure like a knife, and she couldn't help but feel very panic.

"Hurry, hurry up!"

Jiang Shuang knew very well that she could not stop Mu Feng at all. Only by joining Wen Ruyan and joining forces could there be a glimmer of hope.

Finally, under her attack, the altar made a tremor, cracking the ban for several days, and finally being opened.

The black altar was exposed in front of Jiang Shuang. She rushed to the altar without any hesitation, picked up the wooden box on it and was about to leave.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw Mu Feng had arrived in front of the altar and stared at her with a cold face.

"I will never let you take away the seal." Mu Feng said slowly, the sword in his hand was as smooth as new, with a cold light, and no drop of blood was stained.

But all the purple robes died tragically before the altar.

Jiang Shuang subconsciously shrank his hand behind him, and a ruthless look appeared in his eyes: "Mu Feng, I don't believe you can stop me!"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly put the seal into her storage space, then waved her behind her, and dozens of short swords appeared in front of her.

The short sword formed a circle in front of her, with a long sword in it, and there was also a demonic eye at the hilt of the sword. At this time, the demonic eye had been opened and released a conspicuous demonic energy like blood!

The demonic energy lingers over each short sword, doubles the power of the short sword!

"Demon Sword Formation!"

Jiang Shuangjiao shouted, and all the short swords flew towards Mu Feng, surrounding Mu Feng, and the position of each short sword was secretly in line with the formation.

In an instant, the sword formation was formed!

Mu Feng was also shocked. Even he dared not underestimate the sharp aura released from the sword formation.

Wu Tian recruits Hong Pao, but does not have to be strong. After all, strength can be cultivated. Their standard for recruiting Hong Pao is to see if Hong Pao has special means.

For example, Qin Wanyan, the masked man who Mu Feng once knew, were both good at bewitching people's hearts and could easily break through the psychological defenses of monks, thus causing them to fall into the devil's way and join Wuzhen.

With this sword formation, Jiang Shuang was able to laugh at the same level as the cultivator, perhaps with this sword formation, he became Wu Tian’s red robe!

"Sword Formation, get up!"

Jiang Shuang said viciously, all the short swords flew up immediately, and the demonic energy connected to each other, forming a pitch-black circle.
Chapter completed!