Super NPC system

Chapter 169
"So strong-"

Countless monks were overwhelmed by the power of Mu Qingcheng's punch, and felt admiration in their hearts. No matter whether it is the righteous way or the evil way, his strength has been recognized by everyone present.

"Wow! Brother Qingcheng is so powerful—so powerful—the mountain has fallen—" Wushuang saw it from a distance, happily jumped and clapped his palms and laughed, and as soon as he took a step, he seemed to be about to rush out, to the Go to the battlefield to cheer up Mu Qingcheng——

It's worth it—"Fixed Talisman—Illness—"

The little Taoist hurriedly took out a yellow magic talisman and patted Wushuang's back, then stuck it on, firmly fixing Wushuang in place.

"Little Taoist—what are you doing? Let me go, I'm going to cheer for Brother Qingcheng, and help Brother Qingcheng defeat that big villain—" Although Wushuang's mind is affected by external forces, even a teenager's mind , I am not a fool, so I naturally know that my current situation must be caused by the little Taoist——

The little Taoist remained indifferent, staring intently at the battlefield with his eyes. Today, he really opened his eyes, and Mu Qingcheng's strength once again exceeded his estimation. This guy seems to be growing stronger forever.Even practicing a sword can suddenly increase one's cultivation level. I don't know if one can even drink water to soar in the future!That would definitely become an unprecedented pervert——

"You, you let me go—or I will ask my father to hang you to the sky—I counted one, two, three, and you still don't let me go? One..." Wushuang said angrily, and finally moved his father Came out to scare people——

The little Taoist was unmoved.It's stupid to reason with you. I don't know if your father hangs me to the sky afterward.But if you really want to put you on the battlefield, your father will definitely hang me to the sky, that's for sure.Ren Wushuang broke his throat, but the little Taoist just ignored him and just watched the wonderful fight on the battlefield with great interest.

"Hmph—dead Taoist priest, stinky Taoist priest, dead smelly little Taoist priest—" Wushuang cursed in a low voice, but he couldn't do anything about this little Taoist priest who couldn't eat oil and salt——

The two little Taoist priests were chatting peacefully, but on the battlefield, Mu Qingcheng and the others were fighting to the death, monks continued to die in the battle, and if they were not careful, they would end up dead.

The fiercest battles on the battlefield are the Demon King Xian vs. Yang Ziyi, and the God of Thieves vs. Mu Qingcheng who is not well-known.The movement in these two battles was really earth-shattering. Those ordinary disciples, who were slightly rubbed by the aftermath of their battle, were either injured or died - no one dared to approach their battle range.

Of course, there are still some strongmen who are not afraid of the aftermath of their battle. As long as they are not hit by all the forces in the front, it is still very easy for these people to deal with the aftermath of their battle.They are Wuming, Yi Xue, Xing Zhan, Gongsunzi, Yu Xiaobao, Lanyi Qiushui and others—Feng Linger is also under the protection of Yi Xue, barely standing there watching—

Boom!boom-

Mu Qingcheng's attacks are still so sharp and violent—every time he attacks, the huge movement it brings, even the fighting movement between Killing Mo Junxian and Yang Ziyi, is suppressed by him alone.

"Fuck—damn it, I can't hit it, it's too exhausting, I can't hold on—" Mu Qingcheng secretly groaned in his heart, with the cultivation base of the third rank of Jindan, it was very difficult for him to launch such an attack. , It was indeed a great consumption. He insisted on sending out dozens of attacks like this, and he couldn't hold it any longer, so he needed to slow down.

Hush!Like a river flowing backwards, the blue light on Mu Qingcheng's body expanded and contracted, and flowed back into the 'Jiujiang Gloves' of his fists.The aura on Mu Qingcheng's body also suddenly vented, like a deflated ball, he no longer brought the heavy pressure on everyone like before.

"Hoo-hoo--" I finally didn't have to be exhausted anymore, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boy, finally can't hold on anymore! Hmph, although you can use secret techniques to gain a temporary increase in strength, it's not your own strength after all, your body can't bear it--now let me show you and Guards The real gap between the disciples——” Qu Bidi said with a grim face, this kid, he has lost all his face today——

After watching such a good show for so long, when Wuming's aura on Mu Qingcheng's body weakened, he knew that he was going to make a move.

"Junior—don't be crazy, look here—" Wuming shouted loudly.

What kind of weird tricks is this old guy playing?Fetish turned his head to look reflexively, and immediately saw Wuming's strange eyes exuding divine light—it seemed that something was attracting his gaze.

"Charming eyes——" Wuming's eyes shone with a strange and bewitching purple light, which was extremely mysterious and bewitching.

Wuming's 'Eye of Enchantment' and Mu Qingcheng's 'Eye of Zhou Tian' both belong to pupil art.However, Mu Qingcheng's "Eye of the Heavens" is adhering to the power of justice and truth between the heavens.

But the "eyes of charm" are the mysterious and strange power of charm in the rotating world. Purple is mysterious, coquettish, and charming. This pair of "eyes of charm" in purple will attract all monks who fall into his "charm". , will unconsciously be deluded, and when practiced to a high level, it will allow people to be at the mercy of the caster without knowing it. At that time, whether the other party wants you to commit suicide or is willing to give everything is a breeze. ——

Fetish got hit by Wuming's pupil technique, his eyes became dazed, and his head became a little confused.The cultivators of the Demonic Dao couldn't help sweating quietly for him, but seeing the powerful aura on Wuming and the others, they all dared not go up.

"Damn—a good chance—" Mu Qingcheng's eyes lit up, such a good sandbag, where can I find it!
Yuan Magnetic Dharma Body——Mu Qingcheng used the force of absorption and repulsion to instantly push his body closer to the side of the fetching body, and a thin black line of light condensed from his hand and wrapped it around the neck of the fetching field——

"Black Magnetic Slash—" At this time, it is false to say that Mu Qingcheng is not excited. Whether it is about to personally kill a demon disciple who is against the sky, or the extra rewards given by the system after killing him, all of them are irrelevant. It was enough to make Mu Qingcheng feel uneasy.

Seeing that a Heaven-defying disciple was about to die under Mu Qingcheng's hands, a new Heaven-defying disciple was about to be born, and he climbed up on the corpse of another Heaven-defying one.

It's a pity that it seems that the sky doesn't follow people's wishes. When Mu Qingcheng was about to succeed, he suddenly woke up——

"Old man, how dare you control me—" Fetish roared angrily, and with a flicker of gray light, he avoided Mu Qingcheng's 'Black Magnet Slash—'.

wipe!What a pity, it was less than a second away from beheading the neck of the one who must win, what a pity!Damn, Nima's——

Swish——Get it and move to Wuming's side in an instant.

Then he stretched out his hand and slapped his chest fiercely, "Pfft—" He spat out a mouthful of blood, and with both hands, he drew a few strange symbols——

"Ghost hand——" With a loud roar, the sky suddenly became dark, as if a piece of black ink was suddenly stained on a piece of blue cloth, and then a giant black hand suddenly stretched out from it, instantly Grabbing on Wuming's body, holding it hard, and shrinking back——

"Boy—help me take care of Wushuang—" The moment Wuming was caught by the giant hand, he knew that he couldn't break free, so he could only hurriedly send a voice message to Mu Qingcheng. He didn't care about anything, except for that woman, and his only daughter.Even if he died, he was not afraid.Wushuang himself has no power at all, which is what worries him the most.

"Senior, don't worry—I will definitely take care of Wushuang for you—" Mu Qingcheng looked at Wuming who had already been caught by the giant hand!The black area is also gradually disappearing, he said silently in his heart.This was the first time he thought of Wushuang, and he had no other thoughts.

"Father—" Wushuang cried sadly.It really makes people feel sad for her after hearing this——

"Hey—don't worry! Your father will be fine for the time being, this spell is harmless—" The little Taoist knows these things best because he has dealt with those ghosts all day long. The spell just now happened to be the one he had seen before. One of his master's deadly opponents used it, and at that time, a huge ghost hand came out and captured his master alive.

But his master has dealt with these ghosts all day long, and he is better at dealing with them than Wuming.Wuming was caught and had no ability to resist.But when his master was caught, he could still find a loophole to kill the opponent. Although he was still taken away in the end, he still solved the opponent.

"What you said is true? Is my father really going to be okay?" Wushuang asked eagerly, worried about his father at this moment, and stopped fighting with the little Taoist priest.

The little Taoist couldn't bear to see Wushuang's empathy, but he couldn't bear to hide the truth from her and deceive her.

"Well, it will be fine for the time being. This method of summoning the ghost hand is to summon the ghost hand of the guardian ghost from the ghost world at the cost of harming oneself, and forcibly take away the designated person or thing. After returning to the ghost world, the ghost hand will naturally let go of the subject's freedom." The little Taoist recalled the description of this move.

"Then when will my father come back to look for me?" Wushuang asked worriedly when he heard that his father would be fine.

"Well, it's hard to say. Originally, some fierce ghosts from the ghost world ran to the monk world for this technique. However, due to some special reasons, the guardian ghosts could not come to the monk world to catch them back in person, so they passed it down. I have given this method to some people in the monk world, so that when they encounter these fierce ghosts, they can call the ghost hand that guards the ghosts to capture the ghosts back——" said the little Taoist priest, originally his own "destroying corpses" "door" also has this method of cultivation method, but then it was lost for some reason.

(End of this chapter)