The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

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"This guy, it really is not in vain!"

Mu Yin felt the powerful elasticity in his hand, and knew that with this blow alone, it was impossible to break through the defense of the black mist, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Medog, the powerhouse of the Ten Thousand Devil Forest, is not an unknown person among the three top human forces, but a well-known foreign spirit that many young geniuses use for comparison.

Mu Yin's background is extraordinary, and naturally he has heard of Medog's name. It is only until today that she has the opportunity to fight head-on. She can't even have the slightest advantage in terms of her cultivation in the semi-god state.

The fighting power of the foreign spirits has always been much stronger than that of the human cultivators of the same level. Even if Mu Yin has a good background, it is absolutely impossible to destroy it like just now.

"Ok?"

When Mu Yin's heart fell with emotion, she suddenly discovered the fact that on the rebounding flute, a layer of black mist was enveloped, causing her face to change slightly.

These mists are not ordinary mists, Mu Yin's powerful soul power feels very clearly, and the inside possesses extremely strong corrosiveness.

You must know that the flute in Mu Yin's hands is not an ordinary instrument that you have seen in the outside world, but a special high-level weapon of immortality.

The flute can not only be used to attack the enemy like just now, but it can also play beautiful movements in Mu Yin's mouth. Sometimes, it is also a secret technique that kills people invisible.

Only at this moment, Mu Yin did not dare to bring the flute close to his lips, and in just a moment, the black mist on the flute was already very close to the right palm on the side of her holding the flute.

"The mere black fog, what can I do?"

Mu Yin is not comparable to an ordinary human genius. Seeing the black mist spreading on the flute, she couldn't help but let out a whisper, followed by the five fingers of her right hand, already moving.

"Woohoo..."

While Mu Yin's fingers slapped the body of the flute, strange flute sounds suddenly came out, as if an invisible sound wave attacked the black mist, like a unique game.

Fortunately, the black mist without backing up, after being impacted by those flute sounds, finally slowly dissipated. Seeing this scene, Medog's face also became a little surprised.

It seems that this human woman named Mu Yin is a bit more weird and powerful in combat than Li Muling just now, and not even worse than him, who is also a demi-god.

This is rarely seen in Medog's impression, but he searched for withered intestines, and did not remember when such a peerless evildoer appeared in the human domain?

With Wan Mo Lin's understanding of the human cultivation world, not only the three top sect geniuses, but even those inferior power geniuses, or the disciples of those who are alone in the top powerhouse, have a deep understanding.

"I heard that ancestor Xuanhe has newly accepted a disciple, you are not the woman named Yunwei, are you?"

After turning these thoughts in his mind, Medog suddenly remembered some information he had obtained, and directly blurt out Mu Yin, who had just resolved the black fog attack, all startled slightly.

"Yun Wei?"

Including Li Muling and Han Luoying on the other side, they are also thoughtful. There is really such a possibility in the dark road. After all, in the human domain, there are not many female geniuses, and only a few are familiar.

For example, Shen Xingmou, the saint of the Star Picking Tower, Han Luoying, the disciple of the Vice-Palace Master of the Moon God Palace, or Yin Ping, the disciple of the Thunder Palace of the Moon God Palace, these are all female geniuses who can be numbered among humans in the Liyuan Realm.

But for those few, Li Tomb Ling knew very well, but they couldn't match the Mu Yin in front of him.

Aside from the weird existence of the Lieyang Palace, perhaps the surprising and brilliant disciple of the ancestor Xuanhe was the most likely.

Over the years, the only disciple of the ancestor Xuanhe, can be said to be the first genius of the three top forces, and he is well known by many human cultivators in the Liyuan realm.

However, many people have only heard of Xuanwu fairy Yunwei's name, but have never seen his real body. For example, the two geniuses of a man and a woman just hear his name.

What the two of them didn't see was that when the name "Yunwei" was uttered from Motuo's mouth, a certain black-clothed body beside them trembled fiercely.

"sister!"

For Yun Xiao, the name Yun Wei has long been inscribed in his memory, and since the first battle when the merchant destroyed the door, he has only met his sister.

Since the Qianlong Continent World Qianlong Meeting ended, Yun Xiao has never seen Yun Wei again, only knowing from Shen Xingmou's mouth that his sister is doing well now.

Because of his own special reasons, Yun Xiao didn't have the first time to find his sister after arriving at Liyuan Realm.

The ancestor Xuanhe is of great strength, but with his own power, how can he compete with the three top forces?

What's more, Yun Xiao didn't understand the ancestor Xuanhe, and with the weird mind of a lonely and wild cultivator, he might not be willing to offend three behemoths because of a new disciple.

Suddenly, Yun Xiao thought about a lot because of Medog's wild guesses, and felt that strength was the last word. Before reaching the top level, even his sister could not be seen.

"Haha, Fairy Xuanwu? That's really a big name for a long time. I must see you if I have a chance!"

Mu Yin glanced at Yun Xiao subconsciously, and naturally included the latter's expression in his eyes, so a faint smile appeared on her face, and what she said in her mouth seemed to be to Yun Xiao.

From this, Yun Xiao became more and more sure that the woman knew her true identity, otherwise how could she show this expression, but she didn't know where she heard the news.

To know that Yun Xiao first came to Liyuan Realm, and there may be many people who know that he and Shang Li are related, but knowing that he and Yun Wei are siblings, perhaps only Shen Xingmou is one.

The woman named Mu Yin was really weird everywhere. After this incident, Yun Xiao's alertness to her became more intense.

But now it is in the Shifang City on the side of the foreign spirits, even if Yun Xiao has some thoughts, he has to solve the immediate matter first. At least for now, he and Mu Yin are still partners fighting side by side.

"Whether you are Yun Wei or who? There is only one result, and that is death!"

Knowing that he had asked another stupid question, Medog never wanted to talk nonsense with the other party anymore. As a cultivator of the same level, he had never been afraid of any human being.

Even when he was defeated by the saint Shen Xingmou in the Nine-Layer Dragon Heaven Canglong Emperor's Palace, Medog had never doubted his combat effectiveness.

It's just because that woman has a sight glass that is one of the ten great artifacts of Liyuan Realm.

As long as the woman in front of him is not Shen Xingmou, Medog will not have the slightest scruples. As he said, as long as he is captured, there are 10,000 ways to force him to tell his true identity.

"Xingchen, leave this guy to me, don't let this lady down!"

Mu Yin was no longer in the game state of the previous superpower who was comparable to himself. He was seen screaming towards a certain place, and then he fell into the bitter battle of Medog.

What made the supernatural spirit powerhouses of Shifang City a little shocked was that in this great battle, the woman who didn’t know the origin and only knew the name of Mu Yin was actually fighting against Lord Motuo. Downwind.

This is really subverting the concepts of these foreign spiritual practitioners. When will human practitioners of the same level be able to contend with the strong spiritual race?

Even Li Muling and Han Luoying's eyes flashed with a touch of excitement. At this critical moment of life and death, they didn't have too much jealousy in their hearts, hoping that Mu Yin could overcome it.

These two were also geniuses from the top human forces, but after seeing the battle over there, they were convinced and sighed.

After all, they had also fought against Motuo just now. Even if they were calculated by the other party, the strength of that Ten Thousand Demon Forest is definitely not to be underestimated.

At least Li Muling and Han Luoying knew in their hearts that under fighting alone, they would never be able to be as calm as Mu Yin, and after a period of time, they would definitely fall into an absolute disadvantage.

"Xingchen, let's join forces and fight against Na Geng Gu, let's find a chance to get out!"

With Mu Yin's strength, Li Muling finally saw a glimmer of hope, but he still didn't have much confidence in the black-clothed youth beside him.

Perhaps in Li Muling's mind, even if the three of them joined forces, they might not really be able to contend with Geng Gu in his heyday. At best, it would be a ray of life.

The reason is that the two of them were already seriously injured, and just now they emptied most of the veins in their bodies because they wanted to be counted exploded. In this state, how can they fight against Geng Gu in the half-god realm?

As for this black-clothed young star, in the eyes of Li and Han, it was at most the Ninth-Rank Immortal Venerable. Such a cultivation base might be able to walk sideways in the former Shifang City, but now he can only behave with his neck down.

"In your state, can you still do it?"

I didn't know that just after Li Muling's voice fell, there was a weird voice beside him, making him a little bit irritated, even if he was seriously injured, he would be a bit more tyrannical than your Ninth-Rank Immortal Venerable, right?

If it wasn't for his life that was saved by the black boy next to him, Li Muling would really want to yell at him. He has seen someone who wants his life, and has never seen someone who wants his life so arrogant.

"If you don't want to be a drag on me, just stay away!"

Yun Xiao sensed that Geng Gu had locked in his breath, and didn't want to talk too much nonsense. After the words were over, he waved his sleeves and swept out in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, Li Muling and Han Luoying were swept hundreds of feet away like clouds and fog. Looking at the black-clothed young man facing Geng Gu, their moods were extremely complicated.

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