"Ahem."

In the huge pit, a middle-aged man's cough came faintly, accompanied by Ruo and Ruowu's thunder sound, which was the remnant of Ye Mu's power.

The middle-aged man walked out of the deep pit and looked at Ye Mu with a gloomy face. He could see that Ye Mu was shining with silver light at this time, and the skin exposed outside was covered with thunder patterns. The explosive power was shaking the entire space. Even he dared not underestimate the power.

"I didn't expect you to be able to cultivate your body to this point!" The middle-aged man stared at Ye Mu with a serious look.

Ye Mu's state at this time happened to have entered the second stage of the Golden Thunder Mirror - the Silver Thunder Realm. With his current physical strength, even if Ye Mu encounters a strong man from the Five Eyes Yangquan Realm, he may not be able to fight.

As for the middle-aged man who just punched him, it did not rely solely on physical strength, it contained Ji Ba's energy, and Ji Ba's energy possessed extremely domineering and terrifying destructive power, as if it was derived from the power of blood.

With the blessing of this power, Ye Mu exerted such power to the Golden Thunder Critic.

Feeling his own strength, Ye Mu couldn't help but grin, clenched his fists, and a strong aura surged out. The spiritual power around him swept like a tide. The power made the middle-aged man's pupils shrink, because under this force, he actually felt a trace of indescribable fear!

It was not that he was afraid of Ye Mu at this time, but that the other party's spiritual power seemed to contain a terrifying power. The sense of oppression under that power penetrated deep into his bloodline and soul, making him involuntarily feel a little scared.

But it was only a moment before, and then he realized, hissing, hissing, "No matter what method you have, you are just a boy from the Yinchi realm. I don't believe you can do anything to you!"

After the words came, the middle-aged man rushed straight towards Ye Mu's attack. The green spiritual power rushed in from the sword energy all over the sky. A shocking explosion sounded, and two figures entangled in the spiritual power. Every battle was accompanied by a deafening explosion.

The wind was howling, and the two figures became more and more fierce, and it was difficult to distinguish between the top and bottom for a while. Ye Mu's strength also made the middle-aged man secretly shocked.

"How could his power be so strong, and it seems to be without any consumption?" the middle-aged man said intimately.

According to his estimate, the opponent's strength does not come from himself, so even if he is strong, there should be a limit, or time limit, but the opponent's strength is as strong as it is even better than him. And judging from his current appearance, this kid is still at ease.

Except for the unstable qi and blood in his body, there was nothing wrong with him, which made him a little shocked and angry.

As time goes by, the more he fights Ye Mu, the more he feels that Ye Mu's power is domineering and powerful. If he drags on, he might be defeated. He doesn't want to go back to receive the reward, and his fate may be explained here.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but grit his teeth, and the spiritual power surged around him, shaking Ye Mu back a few steps. He formed seals with his hands, and a low murmur came out from his mouth, as if there was endless mystery.

As he murmured, Ye Mu suddenly saw a strange energy rune rippling in the space around him. The rune was transparent, as if it had not existed, but the magical power could not be faked.

Even if Ye Mu had the power of Ji Ba, he felt a sense of imprisonment.

"Huh?" Just when Ye Mu's eyes were a little uncertain, a light ejaculation sounded, it was Ji Ba.

"What's wrong?" Ye Mu couldn't help but say when he heard Ji Ba's voice.

"It's okay, I just feel that this power is a little familiar." Ji Ba said slowly, his voice a little low, as if he was recalling something.

Hearing his answer, Ye Mu did not ask any more. Looking at the middle-aged man who was using some means, without any hesitation, his figure suddenly rose up and activated the Golden Thunder Mirror. The violent force shocked the air and burst out, and his figure was like an angry dragon, smashing it down with a rude force.

Seeing Ye Mu's fist was about to touch the face of the middle-aged man, the runes that were originally like static in the space seemed to be alive, like swimming fish, blocking Ye Mu's attack at an extremely fast speed. Under the blocking of these runes, Ye Mu's attack was no longer difficult.

Feeling the imprisonment power in the pile of runes, Ye Mu couldn't help but frown. Under this force, the spiritual power seemed to be suppressed and seemed a little weak.

Seeing that Ye Mu's attack did not work, the middle-aged man sneered: "If you don't have any other means, then just surrender. This will be good for you and me."

Listening to the other party's fart words, Ye Mu also looked at him like an idiot. Feeling Ye Mu's gaze, the middle-aged man couldn't help but be furious.

"Looking for death! Boy, remember the one who killed you, Wang Chong!" The middle-aged man shouted at Ye Mu, as if in his eyes, Ye Mu was already a dead person.

Listening to the other party's arrogant words, Ye Mu just smiled faintly, murmured in his heart, and a trace of strange black air gushed out of his body, and then a mist like smoke formed.

Seeing Ye Mu's move, Wang Chong couldn't help but sneer: "You have used this method before, and for me, it is useless."

After the words came, the three-foot sword light condensed in Wang Chong's hand again, and then continued to surge until he was nine feet tall, and he suddenly rose and rushed towards the black air everywhere.

The purple gold sword light tore the air and the black torrent, and then pointed directly at Ye Mu, who also pinched his fingers and greeted him with several sword energy.

boom!

The nine-foot sword light collided with several colorless sword energy, eroded and swallowed each other, and finally both submerged and dissipated invisible.

Wang Chong's figure was shrunk several steps under the ravage of sword energy, his face looked a little ugly, but it was nothing serious.

Just as he wanted to say something sarcastic, Ye Mu's body once again felt a difficult black air. Seeing this scene, Wang Chong snorted coldly: "Hmph, it's extremely ridiculous. I will kill as much as you come to this thing!"

Although this thing is extremely difficult, it is vulnerable under his sword light.

"Haha, then please give me a try!" Hearing his words, Ye Mu smiled faintly, his smile a little strange. If the same method is not effective, how could he use it many times?

Ye Mu's words made Wang Chong frown and he said coldly: "Pretend to be a ghost!"

Having said that, he still stared at Ye Mu carefully, feeling the specialness of the strange black aura. After not feeling anything special, Wang Chong's heart gradually became tense and relaxed for a moment.

However, at the moment when he was relaxing, a roar suddenly came from his head, and a shocking force filled his mind. A black phantom appeared in his heart, carrying the mighty power, which made him unable to help but worship him.

"Wang Chong!"

A cold voice sounded in his mind, making him feel confused, and bowed: "What are the instructions for senior?"

"Come on!" The huge phantom's voice was still cold, without any emotion.

Hearing his words, Wang Chong was also a little hesitant, trying hard to recall something, but he couldn't remember anything. Although the phantom in front of him was cold, there should be no malice.

Although he was a little surprised by the identity of this phantom, he could not remember anything and could only do what the other party said.

So Wang Chong walked forward and slowly approached the phantom. As he approached, the phantom seemed a little excited. Feeling this emotion, Wang Chong suddenly realized something was wrong and planned to retreat.

But it was too late to retreat at this moment. The phantom took a step forward and pointed at his eyebrows. As the finger fell, Wang Chong felt dizzy.

Then there was a sharp pain, followed by a weakness from the depths of the soul.

"Ah!" A hair-warming scream resounded throughout the forest, and with a scream, Wang Chong completely woke up.

"You! What did you do to me!" Wang Chong looked pale and looked at Ye Mu in horror. The originally deep eye sockets were more obvious at this time.

The feeling before made him feel an irresistible sense of powerlessness and emptiness, as if he had lost something important.

"What did you do? You are an old man, what can I do to you?" Ye Mu's smile became more and more strange. He just now disturbed the other party's mind through the phantom of the demon attracted by the holy demon, and then forcibly extracted some of the other party's memories.

Because his strength is limited and his first glimpse of the Holy Demon Inscription, he can only see the few memory fragments, but this is enough for him.

Because he already knew where the other party came and some involvement with Ye Tingyu.

In the incomplete memory fragments, he saw some scenes in the royal city, some situations about the five major clans, and the place where the guy in front of him came from - Xuanyin Tower.

Xuanyin Tower seems to be a killer organization in the royal city. Of course, it seems that other things can be handled, as long as the reward is given enough. Ye Mu did not understand the specific situation, because after all, it was just a memory fragment.

If it weren't for these memories that occupied the big head in his heart, Ye Mu might not have been able to see it. Ye Mu would have been extremely satisfied with these things at the moment.

"What did you do?" Wang Chong shouted in horror as he looked at Ye Mu pondering alone.

Wang Chong's forehead was sweating coldly, as if he had suffered a huge blow. This scene made Ye Mu frown. Is this demon phantom really so terrifying? Old Mo didn't know what luck he had with such a good thing?

Looking at Wang Chong's appearance, Ye Mu shook his head secretly. It seemed that this thing hurt people very much, but he would never be soft-hearted to his enemies.

At Wang Chong, who looked panicked, Ye Mu looked indifferent, made seals with his hands, and murmured softly. The thick black air surged out of his body, forming a huge black mist that covered the sky and the sun, rolling towards Wang Chong.

Wang Chong, who saw this scene, seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying. His face looked frightened and his eyes were frightened, as if he wanted to make a sound, but he did not make any sound, and he was flooded with the rolling black gas.


Chapter completed!