I want to do something big [fast travel]

Chapter 65 Blame the Demon Lord for Being Too Beautiful

The scenery in front of him was illusory for a moment, and Mu Jing looked at it with bated breath, the towering mountains in front of him gradually turned into a huge building of resplendent and resplendent.

The building was built from the foot of the mountain and extended all the way to the mountainside. The top of the mountain was covered by curling white clouds. There were monks flying with swords between the mountainsides, and there were captive monsters carrying their masters to other places.

This is the Yanyue Sect, one of the three sects of magic cultivators?

Mu Jing held his breath, he couldn't help but took a step forward, a ripple suddenly appeared in the foreground, and he realized that there was a mountain guard blocking in front of him.

No, not one.

It is a dozen or so Dao, since tens of millions of years ago, has been continuously deepened and strengthened by the suzerain of the Yanyue Sect!

These large formations have stood here for thousands of years, and they are definitely not comparable to the formation he just broke through. Just because of the terrifying power contained in it, Mu Jing felt uneasy just by looking at it a few more times.

Rumble.

There was a burst of noise behind him, and Mu Jing immediately looked back, only to see that the outermost formation vented several streaks of aura, but in the end he couldn't find Mu Jing's figure, the aura paused for a while, and once again directed at him. Far away.

That was the direction Gu Yanqi was in!

Before the big formation continued to attack, he had to cut off the connection between the core of the formation and Yan Yuezong, and ordered the outer big formation to be completely destroyed!

A fierce look flashed in Mu Jing's eyes, he was about to forcibly cut open the formation, but his waist suddenly became hot.

Mu Jing froze for a moment, and looked down at his waist, only to see that the magic sword that Gu Yanqi gave him before parting was exuding black and red magic energy, constantly showing his own existence.

This is……

Mu Jing picked up the magic sword.

Since Gu Yanqi crossed over, this magic sword, which is also a contemporary treasure, has suffered enough torture. First, two gaps were cut on the blade, and then he was forced to press the gap back by his master. After resting for a long time, Mu Jing grabbed it and filled it with pure spiritual power, and fought against the recruiting real person and the wielding real person.

The gorgeous pattern on the sword body of the Demon Sword has been erased a little, and the two scars that were forcibly healed are particularly dazzling, but these shortcomings must not conceal the fact that this sword is also a treasure.

But all treasures have spirituality.

Seeing that Mu Jing noticed his own existence, the light of the magic sword flickered, as if it meant something.

Mu Jing thought for a while, put the Kongming sword back at his waist, grabbed the magic sword, and let go of the protective spiritual power.

The power of the magic sword entered Mu Jing's body, and that power carried a strong Gu Yanqi's aura, which made Mu Jing's inseparable hostility soften a lot.

The Zhoutian Great Cycle was running comfortably, incorporating the power of the magic sword into it, and the black and red magic energy gradually penetrated into his eyes. At the moment when Mu Jing was most relaxed, a tingling sensation hit him!

He gritted his teeth, opened his eyes wide, and remained silent.

Gu Yanqi's sword will never hurt him!

For some reason, Mu Jing firmly believed in this.

Darkness enveloped his field of vision, and soon countless streamers began to travel through the darkness. He blinked, the blackness faded, and everything in front of him reappeared.

A series of pitch-black magic power chains protruded from the outermost formation, and firmly penetrated into the mountain protection formation that has guarded the Yanyue Sect for thousands of years!

The magic energy is continuously extracted and used by these chains, and the outer formation becomes stronger and stronger, while the internal mountain protection formation is unable to absorb the external spiritual power to replenish itself, and is drawn by the outer formation like blood sucking. The steps are falling fast!

Gu Yanqi thought that the core of the outer formation was the entire blessed land of Yanyuezong, but in fact, the people who set up the formation didn't seem to have such courage at all, and the core of the formation was only the dozens of layers of the mountain protection formation.

But this is already strong enough.

How long has Yanyue Sect existed, and how long have these great formations existed? No one can fully understand how much power is contained in the formations, but that power is definitely comparable to any rare treasure!

If this state continues, sooner or later the outer formation will swallow up these mountain protection formations and become a more powerful formation!

But this formation is no longer within Gu Yanqi's control!

Mu Jing drove the magic sword and tried to cut towards the chain in front. With a bang, the magic sword was bounced back, and the tiger's mouth was numb, but there was no trace on the chain.

It's pretty solid.

Mu Jing showed a dangerous smile.

This firmness is exactly in his arms!

The golden light overflowed, and the Kongming sword flew out of Mu Jing's waist out of thin air, with an unrivaled sharpness, and slashed towards the magic power chain!

Quietly, the chain was cut in half, and the black magic power turned into a little bit of starlight and disappeared into the air.

Mu Jing's smile grew stronger.

He raised his hand and grabbed the Kongming sword, and the sword light suddenly shot up into the sky!

The pitch-black chains made faint rattling and trembling sounds. It seemed that these chains felt the horror of the Kongming sword, but Mu Jing would not pity them!

The sword fell!

Whoa!

Mu Jing passed through hundreds of chains that had been turned into ashes, and cut off the chain in front again!

In the narrow gap between formations and formations, there is aura of collapsed chains everywhere. The blood-sucking chains that make dozens of layers of mountain protection formations helpless, under the sword light of Kongming sword, even for half a round. Can't resist it, it's all turned into ashes!

The surrounding array began to vibrate.

A golden light flashed in Mu Jing's eyes, and he quickly cut off all the chains in front of him, cutting off all the connections between the outer formation and the inner formation!

The vibration of the outer formation became stronger and stronger, and the disappearance of each chain represented the disappearance of a source of power. This invincible formation covering the entire Yanyue Mountains was completely incapable of maintaining the power of the formation without absorbing the power of the mountain protection formation. Exist by itself!

The auras flying to the distance suddenly swirled and hit the direction where Mu Jing was!

But that's just useless work!

Unless the outer formation core is dismantled first, it will not be able to attack Mu Jing inside it anyway!

cut!cut!cut!

The golden elixir the size of a soybean was turning slowly in the dantian, and the spiritual power seemed to pour into the arm endlessly. Mu Jing quickly cut off every chain. In this narrow gap, his speed and strength had reached the extreme!

Finally, the last chain was also cut off by him!

The black magic power turned into ashes and dissipated in the air, and there was the sound of creaking teeth from the outer formation, and the light black mark extended from the Yanyue Zongmen all the way, pointing to the edge of the Yanyue Mountains, which was invisible to the naked eye.

Immediately afterwards, the formation with the largest coverage area in the world shattered!

The black spiritual power fell profusely. Mu Jing stood in the midair and took a quick breath. He immediately lowered his head to look for Gu Yanqi's location, but as soon as Fang lowered his head, he saw the inside of Yanyue Sect.

Hundreds of demon cultivators with different descriptions stood on the vast square in front of the main hall of Yanyuezong, and they looked up at Mu Jing with their heads up high.

Those faces were vicious and murderous, but they neither helped Mu Jing when he was fighting, nor hindered him.

These hundreds of people just stood in the formation, watching him and Gu Yanqi fight to the death with expressionless faces.

A strange feeling welled up in his heart, Mu Jing frowned slightly, and he quickly shifted his gaze to look in Gu Yanqi's direction.

The opponent was not far away, and he seemed to be rushing here at the same moment as he got rid of the outer formation.

Mu Jing immediately put these weird magicians behind her and walked towards Gu Yanqi.

"How are you?"

The beautiful Moxiu glanced at the young man lightly with his bright black eyes, and a light smile appeared on his thin lips.

"Pfft, how did you make yourself like this?"

The young Mu Jing blinked, and he seemed to realize something was wrong, and stretched out his hands to his eyes.

The pair of originally white and powerful hands had become scorched black at some point, with cracks everywhere on the skin.

This is exactly the trace left by the thunder tribulation.

Mu Jing's ears turned red, he put his hands behind his back, and gritted his teeth at Gu Yanqi: "It has nothing to do with you."

Gu Yanqi laughed out loud, he firmly grasped the scorched palm of the young man, and pulled him forward: "Whether it has anything to do with me, it's up to me, not you."

"Come on, I'll take you to clean it."

Shifang Pavilion.

The man in black robe looked up at the majestic fairy palace ahead, he hid himself in a hidden corner, quietly waiting for the hooked fish.

Soon, a ray of spiritual light fell from the mountain peak, and the light passed through the Shifang Pavilion's mountain protection formation and fell into the lush forest.

It was a kind-hearted middle-aged immortal cultivator, but now his face was full of impatience. He held the spiritual weapon faintly in his hand, and looked around vigilantly, as if waiting for the appearance of the enemy.

"Fellow Daoist Jinding."

After confirming that there was no one else around, the man in black robe came out, and he lifted his bamboo hat to reveal his face.

"Silent Death!" Jinding Patriarch immediately recognized the other party's identity, with a look of disgust on his face, "How dare you come to Shifang Pavilion, you devil!"

"Fellow Daoist, don't be in a hurry." Patriarch Ji Death spoke in a calm and unhurried manner, "But don't you want to hear what I said in my letter?"

"Your Majesty Shifang's battle for the next Pavilion Master cannot be tolerated by you, a demon!"

The dead ancestor laughed sarcastically: "Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid you didn't think that you had the chance to win, so you said that. It's a pity that you don't know that the two Golden Core monks you sent to return to the ruins have already died, and your thorn in the side is the thorn in your flesh." competitors, but they are still alive and well!"

"What evidence do you have!" Jinding Patriarch's expression changed several times before he finally said.

Patriarch Lone Dead took out a jade slip from his pocket and threw it over: "Go and see for yourself, isn't that young man inside here the one you want to kill!"

Patriarch Jinding's face became more and more embarrassing. He seemed to be struggling for a long time, and finally raised his head and said, "What's the matter for you to come to me?"

"I heard that Shifang Pavilion intends to summon the world's immortal sects to fight against demon cultivators together?"

"How did you know that!" Jinding Patriarch's complexion changed drastically.

The dead ancestor waved his hand, not caring: "As long as you can persuade Shifang Pavilion to target Yanyuezong first and defeat Yanyuezong, I guarantee that Mu Jing can completely withdraw from the competition for the master of Shifang Pavilion!"

"How can I believe your words!" Patriarch Jinding sneered, "You are only a demon cultivator, and I am the elder of Shifang Pavilion!"

"But I! But I can put all the credit for defeating Yan Yuezong on you!"

"Fellow Daoist Jinding, think about it carefully, if you have made such a contribution, how can I compete with you for the position of the next Pavilion Master!"

The ancestor of Jinding looked calm, he pondered for a long time, and finally came to the answer.

"Only this once, after it's done, you and I will have nothing to do with each other!"