Shamanism kills the god

"Good posture, who is this, why did you arrive in such a hurry at this time?"

"I heard that there is a once-in-a-thousand-year genius Tuoba Tiandu in Xiangshan Academy. Could it be this young man?"

"The strength is good, and the core disciples of the major sects are also capable of fighting! Hey, no, why haven't you stepped into the real realm of returning to basics? This... is still an ordinary student in the elite realm. possible?"

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Seeing Mu Feng, who had an extraordinary temperament and arrived at the last moment, people talked a lot. i^

At first glance, Mu Feng Essence is restrained, it seems to be a master of the real world back to basics, which makes people secretly surprised.But after a closer look, he found that Mu Feng was still an ordinary elite disciple, and he couldn't help being even more shocked.

What does it mean to give people the coercion and illusion of a real person after only cultivating to the elite level?

genius!

A genius at such a young age!

Seeing Mu Feng who flew onto the floating platform, people chatted curiously.Only the bald-headed Patriarch Donghai had a gloomy face, just now he was still laughing at Yebei Palace for having no successors, unexpectedly, a genius disciple popped out of nowhere immediately!

As a top master of overseas casual cultivators in the late stage of the real world, he has a sharp eye, so he can naturally see the difference between Mu Feng and other students at a glance.Although they are both in the elite realm, Mu Feng, who arrived at the last moment, is obviously stronger than ordinary students in terms of temperament, mood, and strength.

"Disciple Mu Feng is late, please forgive me, Lord Palace Master!"

Mu Feng put Wen Feixue on the ground, and bowed to Yebei Palace. i^

The deep and empty Kongming Valley, the well-proportioned hanging platforms, the masters with unfathomable strength... everything in the Kongming Valley is shocking.After being absent-minded for a moment, he quickly came back to his senses, glanced at the patchwork of suspended platforms, and found many acquaintances.

On the vacant platform to the left of the bald Patriarch Donghai, the Baixiang Shengjun, who had met once at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain, was sitting impressively. Seeing his gaze sweeping over, he nodded with a smile.Behind them, there are women who are clearly wearing monk robes, but are like flowers and jade, graceful and charming, and each one is more charming than the other.

To the north, a group of swordsmen in white robes sat on a high suspended platform, each of them tall and straight, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, aggressive.On the chest, there is a long sword embroidered all over, it is the disciple of Yujian Hall of Immortal Sword Sect.Sitting in front was a short, skinny old man with a triangular face, thick and short eyebrows, which seemed to be half-cut, and a gloomy expression on his face.From the looks of it, it should be the Director Yu Jiantang who has heard a bad reputation for a long time but has never met him.

On the upper left of the Immortal Sword Gate, on the highest hanging platform in the north, there are three people sitting.Sitting in front was a woman in Taoist robes with a long sword on her shoulders. Although she had a beautiful appearance, her whole body was cold, her eyes showed no emotion, her face was expressionless, and her cultivation was unfathomable.Sitting behind her was Mu Tie, a big disciple who passed on the exercises, and the other was the ruthless blind master Bi Luotian.

Although a pair of eyes could not be seen, their senses were extremely keen. Just when Mu Feng saw the figures of the three of them, he immediately turned his head around and smiled sinisterly.It seemed that with a slight movement of his nose, he could sense Mu Feng's breath.

The unfeeling real person Li Henshui?

Mu Feng was startled and gasped, unexpectedly, all these monsters gathered together today.The blind master Bi Luotian who was subdued by her is already so powerful, one can only imagine how terrifying she is the suzerain of the Ruthless Sword Sect!Sitting behind her was Mu Tiejingjing, the major disciple who passed on the exercises, and she seemed to be the first to step into the realm of a real person, and her cultivation speed was really extraordinary.

"Fortunately, the devils like Li Feifei, the ghost mother, and Murongbi, the lord of the Poison Sect, didn't come; otherwise, the crowd would be even more harmonious, and the demons would dance wildly!"

Mu Feng was startled inwardly, and after glancing at the surrounding situation, he bowed respectfully and stood in front of the Palace Master Yebei Palace.

"It's not too late, it's just in time!"

Ye Beigong nodded. Although he had expected it, he finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Mu Feng's figure.Just about to say a few words, suddenly his face darkened slightly, "Mu Feng, are you injured?"

"It's okay, I was ambushed by a group of masked men on the road. It's just a small injury, and I've almost recovered."

Mu Feng said lightly, and he didn't want to say more before there was no conclusive evidence, "Palace Master, speaking of it, the reason why this ambush was safe and sound is all because of your great help. Otherwise, without the magical effect of the Shanhe Sheji Jue, the disciples might not be able to reach the Kongming Valley."

"Okay, okay! Mu Feng, I'm old and tired. I leave this challenge to you! Remember, no matter what you encounter, you must be calm and stick to your beliefs." Ye Beigong urged After a few words, he slowly closed his eyes while speaking.The arrival of Mu Feng made him calmer and firmer, and he let the latter go.

"Yes, the disciple obeys!"

Mu Feng was respectful and respectful, and was ordered in the face of danger.Glancing at the well-arranged hanging platforms in the valley, he was about to go out to fight, when a cold voice suddenly came from behind him.

"The strategy theory this time is completely different from the strategy theory of our school. If you win, you can of course get rich rewards. If you lose, you have to stay and become an emissary of Kongming Valley. Without the order of the God of Kongming, life Don't take half a step out of Kongming Valley. Mu Feng, you have thought it over clearly, there is still time to quit now!"

Ye Kexuan reminded in a low voice, looking at Mu Feng, who was tall and straight, and stood up for the school at the critical moment, his eyes were a bit complicated.

Although the tone was still a little cold, the reminder of the critical moment made people feel a little kind.

"If you lose, you will stay and become a Kongming messenger?"

Mu Feng let out a cry, and exchanged glances with Wen Feixue who was beside him, in unison, he thought of Jian Shiqi, the taciturn envoy of Kongming along the way, and the entanglement between him and Jian Yu.At this moment, the two of them finally came to a realization, and understood why Jian Shiqi, the envoy of Kongming, refused to admit that he was Jian Leng at the beginning no matter what.

As expected, it wasn't that he was really that heartless, but that he really had his own reasons!

Who is Kongming Shenjun?

Covered in black air, his cultivation is unfathomable. Even the master of the Palace, Yebei Palace, has to be honored as a supreme powerhouse, Lord God. Who dares to defy his will?

Mu Feng's face was moved, and he felt an unprecedented pressure before the policy discussion started.There was no blood, no murderous intent, but in terms of danger, it was no less than a life-and-death battle!

"Mu Feng, don't..., don't go!"

Wen Feixue reacted quickly, and under nervousness, almost subconsciously grabbed Mu Feng's right hand.Her face was pale and tense, as if Mu Feng would disappear in front of her eyes forever in the next moment and never appear again.For some reason, he suddenly thought of Jian Yu who was infatuated, and feared that he would become like that one day.

Thinking that one day Mu Feng would become the same silent and heartless envoy of Kong Ming as Jian Shiqi, and the two could not recognize each other when they met, suddenly felt a sharp pain in their hearts that they had never experienced before.