laughing at the beauty back to the world

After Da Wuhui rushed out, the Heaven-Defying Golden Lotus was instantly submerged by an unknown number of Gu carvings.

Da Wuhui soared into the sky, and the gu carving seemed to immediately sense Da Wuhui who had rushed out.All the Gu carvings in the sky and on the ground aimed at Da Wuhui and shot black objects, and Da Wuhui was flying with his sword.Because there were no magic weapons or spells to block, he was immediately surrounded by black objects, forming a human-shaped black object in the air.

Gu Diao seems to have forgotten about the Heaven-Defying Golden Lotus at this moment, Da Wugui vomited black objects over and over again for the new target.Da Wuhui in the air slowly formed an oval black object and fell slowly.

The moment Da Wuhui rushed out, he saw countless black objects attacking from all directions, with no fear or panic on his face, only one thought in his mind.It is to control the enlarged Jiuyue Remnant Sword to distract these Gu sculptures, but the sixth-level ferocious beast Gu sculptures are not as low-level as a celestial being and fourth-level.With his obsession to protect Le Yunyan and Qiqi in his eyes, he was completely covered by the black object.

Then, Da Wuhui clearly felt that he was falling.Thinking of the weak Le Yunyan half-kneeling on the sky-defying golden lotus, Qiqi's helpless eyes, a flame burning in his heart without regret...

Da Wuhui, who was wrapped in a black object, crashed down.

At the entrance of the mountain road under the mountain, in the forest of towering old trees.A middle-aged scribe floated out. This person had a white face and sword eyebrows, his long and narrow eyes revealed a sinister and cunning light, and his thin lips curved into a strange arc.

The middle-aged scribe looked at the heaven-defying golden lotus wrapped and Da Wuhui who fell to the ground, with a smile in his eyes. He was about to fly towards Da Wuhui when a voice came from the forest.

"Who are you? How can someone who isn't from the Ten Thousand Beast Sect drive the ferocious beast Gu Eagle?"

The middle-aged man was not surprised when he heard this sentence, but turned his head to look behind him, and there was an ordinary person standing behind him.This person has an ordinary figure and an ordinary appearance. If you take a look at ordinary people, you won't be able to find who he is if you throw him into the crowd.

If Da Wuhui hadn't been wrapped in the black object of the Gu carving at this time, he would definitely have recognized this person at a glance, this person who reveals his ordinaryness in every way is the waning moon!

"The Wushuanggou at the foot of Cuizhu Mountain prevented the Lord of the City from finding clues about the Black Moon, and now he's trying to spoil my good deeds again." The middle-aged scribe said in a cold tone.

Can Yue heard the middle-aged scribe's words, looked at the majesty of the superiors on the middle-aged scribe's body, chuckled and said, "So that's it, you are the mysterious Lord of the Four-Phase City."

"My city lord is in a good mood today, let me let you go, and you go to my city lord!" The middle-aged scribe's tone was very cold.

Can Yue smiled, not paying attention to the tone of the middle-aged scribe, and said thoughtfully: "There are few people who know about the black moon in the center of Jiuyu Mountain, of course you are one of them."

The middle-aged scribe looked at Wanyue coldly.

"Many people from the Nine Sects and Five Families now know the news, and it is probably from you." Can Yue's eyes suddenly changed from casual to staring at the middle-aged scribe and said, "You haven't broken through the Nine Prisons in Sixiang City for many years. It seems that he is disappointed in himself, and wants to rely on the strength of others to break through Nine Prison Mountain, and then sit back and enjoy the success."

The middle-aged scribe's pupils shrunk and he didn't speak.

"It seems that my guess is correct." Wan Yue, who was staring at the middle-aged scribe, naturally observed the slight abnormality of the middle-aged scribe.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged scribe's tone was still cold.

"Who cares who I am. If you bring these three people with you today, you may never get through Jiuyu Mountain." Wan Yue's expression showed no emotion.

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't you notice the sword that the kid with the smile on his mouth is holding?"

The middle-aged scribe was startled, thinking of the strange black broken sword in Da Wuhui's hand.That kind of luster, that kind of material—the middle-aged scribe's eyes showed a strange brilliance. He remembered that the black moon in his hand was exactly the same luster and material as Da Wuhui's broken sword!

"Who the hell are you?" The middle-aged scribe looked at Wan Yue with a slightly changed face, and asked again.

"It doesn't matter who I am. If you want to get the Black Moon from Nine Prison Mountain, you'd better let them go and watch the show." Can Yue smiled at the reaction of the middle-aged scribe, as if Da Wuhui asked him a question same time.

The middle-aged scribe moved his hand slightly, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth suddenly gathered towards him...

"I heard that the lord of Sixiang City is a man with deep plans and deep plans. I didn't expect him to be so impatient. What good will it do you if you fight with me now?" With all the spiritual power in Can Yue's body, she stepped back a little, still said laughingly.

"Killing you won't affect me at all." The middle-aged scribe showed a cruel smile on his face.

Can Yue smiled, and was about to use the spell.A cold breath came over, this breath was born with killing intent, which made people feel chilling.

Can Yue and the middle-aged scribe were startled at the same time, and looked towards the place where the breath came from.Seeing that all the Gu carvings stayed there motionless, while the oval black object on the ground was rapidly shrinking and shriveling...

"Born to kill!" The middle-aged scribe exclaimed.

Can Yue's expression was also extremely moved, he hadn't seen Da Wuhui for more than a month, what happened to him?

The middle-aged scribe and Wan Yue thought at the same time: Da Wuhui was clearly flying in Yukong just now, and because they were wary of each other, they forgot about it for a while!This kid seems to be the peak of the third order, how can he fly in the air?How could there be a killing golden elixir?

Could it be that he is hiding his strength, why can't he see it?The middle-aged scribe thought again.

When I fought with him last time, he was obviously in the early stage of the third level of heaven and man. What happened?Wan Yue thought.

The two were paying attention to the black object wrapped around Da Wuhui at the same time, but at the same time they were wary of each other.

The black object is still shrinking, slowly showing a human shape...

a moment.

Da Wuhui's outline was clearly revealed, and the black object had now turned into a layer of dry matter.

"Ah—" Da Wuhui raised his head to the sky and roared, and the dry matter in his body was instantly shaken off.

An aura of the early stage of the fifth-order heaven and man erupted immediately, and then the whole body flashed with stars, and returned to the peak of the third-order heaven and man again...

"How is it possible? He is only at the beginning of the fifth level of Heaven and Human, and he has just improved." The middle-aged scribe's face turned ugly and said, "Not only did the spirit-absorbing Gu of Gu Diao not absorb his spiritual power, but even Be sucked back by him and become his spiritual power to upgrade!"

Can Yue is also shocked and speechless, Da Wuhui's situation is too weird to think about.

Both Can Yue and the middle-aged scribe clearly saw Da Wuhui's suppressed cultivation in an instant.The two understood why Da Wuhui's killing golden elixir was not noticed by them at the beginning. It turned out that he had a magic weapon to suppress his cultivation.

The magic weapon for suppressing cultivation can make them unable to see it, this magic weapon?The middle-aged scribe suddenly thought that at least it should be above the realm of heaven and man, and the magic weapon possessed by the realm of real people...

There was a hint of greed in the eyes of the middle-aged scribe.

"Ah——" Da Wuhui let out another long howl, holding the huge Jiuyue Remnant Sword and rushing towards the Gu sculpture on the ground...