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Chapter 9

Roof of the Astrology Building, edge of the terrace.

Facing the cool breeze, Mu Feng stood with his hands behind his back.

The mighty power of spiritual consciousness spread out, interweaving into an invisible net over the prosperous area of ​​Qunfang Pavilion.

Not long after, the two figures fell into Mu Feng's surveillance network.

One person is walking on the water beside the water pavilion.

The other person had already evaded the heavy guards and entered the area in the building with golden aura.

"Looking at Qi! Seal!"

With a low shout in my heart, two tiny fluctuations flew out immediately, flying towards the robbers.

This method of marking the brand is extremely difficult to be noticed.

At the very least, the two pirates from the Spirit Sea Realm in the distance definitely couldn't do it.

After doing this, Mu Fengling pointed out.

The inner strength of the flick of the finger shot straight out, shooting down one of the door robbers from a distance of several miles.

The sharp sound of breaking through the air mixed with the sound of heavy objects falling into the water spread in all directions, and was then drowned out by the sound of firecrackers and fireworks lifted into the air.

There was still laughter everywhere in the building.

No one noticed that one of the door-stealing contestants had flipped the car before it even opened.

At this moment, the door-to-door player was diving into the bottom of the water in shock, not daring to show his head.

A large amount of blood gushed out from his shoulder, but he didn't even have the courage to use his spiritual power to seal the wound.

I was afraid that one of my actions would offend the person who shot me, so I would use another ruthless hand to kill myself.

Mu Feng withdrew his gaze, and turned his attention to the person in the area of ​​Jinmang Qi machine.

He wasn't in a hurry.

That area was a place he had always wanted to explore, and now someone happened to try the water for him, so of course he would not stop it immediately.

On the outskirts of a tower-shaped building, the man who stole the door was looking at a corner and worrying.

He could easily escape the guard's perception, but he was not sure of opening the gate of the formation in front of him.

After the bet was finalized, he bought information and knew that there were many royal treasures hidden in this tower.

As long as he can steal one or two pieces, he will surely overwhelm his opponent.

Thinking of this, the robber man endured his heartache, gritted his teeth and took out a spiritual artifact bought at a high price from the storage bag.

After starting it, it lightly pressed on the horn.

I thought I could tear apart the gate of the formation, but I never thought that the one who was almost torn apart almost became me!

At the moment when the spiritual weapon was attached to the corner of the formation, the light curtain of the formation suddenly fluctuated, and immediately cut out two more light blades.

The spirit weapon shattered.

If the thief man hadn't cast Qimen Xunjia in time, his life would have been gone long ago.

Although he escaped death, his injuries were serious. Four of his fingers were cut off, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

The thief man picked up his severed fingers one by one, his face pale.

After quickly swallowing a pill, he disappeared into the darkness.

On the roof of the astrology building, Mu Feng watched this scene from a distance, and felt that his prudent actions all the time were extremely correct decisions.

Fortunately, I didn't try it rashly.

The defensive formation around the tower can be shaken by non-spiritual sea monks.

While sighing, he added a little bit of anticipation to that area.

With such a special feature, the sign must be extraordinary!

Mu Feng didn't continue to pay attention to the situation of the two people who stole the door.

In fact, the target he hunted tonight was the two Ren Tu who hadn't appeared until now.

Picking up the two thieves is just a casual thing.

Just when Mufeng focused on monitoring the crowded areas.

In a house far away in a remote corner, a silent slaughter is going on.

In this house, there is a formation to shield the breath in the corner, and the sun is out of sight all the year round, so everyone in the building calls it a 'dark palace'.

If the girl in the building unfortunately suffers from a disease or finds signs of willows, she will be sent to the dark palace.

On the bright side, they focus on diagnosis and treatment, and even provide soup and food.

But everyone in the building knew that once they entered the dark palace, it was almost the same as waiting for death.

The place chosen by the two people for the first kill was not here, but they just happened to meet at the gate of the dark palace.

Neither of them wanted to lose out, so they simply started harvesting from here.

Those locked up in this house were all sick and weak. They couldn't even resist, so their necks were smeared and their ears were cut off.

The final competition between the two Rentu is to see who can collect more human ears.

The two killed all the way, like cutting melons and vegetables.

It seems that the women in this courtyard are not of the same kind, but just fish and meat slaughtered in the square market.

"Hey, Monk Hua, I heard that you used to be an authentic Buddhist disciple. Is this true?"

A man in a green robe condensed his energy into a sword, quickly cut off a human ear from the corpse at his feet, turned his head and looked at the other person with a smile.

Monk Hua is a little too old, with a distorted scar across his neck, but his face is full of kindness.

"Good, the Dao is ruthless."

As he spoke, he slowly put a bloody ear into his sleeve pocket, clasped his hands together, and nodded slightly at the man in the green robe.

Looking at the other person's face with a compassionate heart like a demon, even though he is also a human butcher, the man in the green robe can't help shaking his eyelids.

What a ruthless way!

It was the first time I heard someone speak such righteous words about bloodthirsty slaughter.

With a dry laugh, he stopped talking with him.

In the distance, the Astrology Building.

Mu Feng looked solemn, his long eyebrows slightly frowned.

"Could it be that Jing Shuyun's eccentric little girl sent me a fake message? So far, there has been no news."

Just as he was thinking this way in his heart, suddenly, his spreading consciousness was swept away with blood.

The blood seemed to appear out of thin air.

From nothing to rich, from thin to full-bodied, it only happens in an instant.

Mu Feng's heart trembled, and he quickly transferred his spiritual consciousness to the place where the blood energy was.

"Not good! It's actually a dark palace!"

While speaking, his figure had disappeared in place.

……

Song Jin'er bent her knees and hid in the corner of the dark palace, tightly covering her lips.

The thick bloody smell around her made her pale and wanted to vomit.

She couldn't figure out why she was diagnosed with a serious illness and was about to die just because she had contracted a cold.

Looking at the two murderous figures in front of her, she didn't think she could escape this disaster.

The same is true.

Monk Hua, both of whom had cultivations in the Spirit Sea Realm, had already discovered her existence.

I haven't done anything yet, but it's just to add some fun to this killing.

Both Hua and Monk are addicted to the kind of joy that gives people a glimmer of hope and then extinguishes it with their own hands.

After bloodbathing the rest of the Dark Palace.

The man in the green robe licked his lips, and looked towards the corner: "There is still a little mouse, who does it belong to?"

Monk Hua chanted the Buddha's name and took a step back.

"Master agrees, then I will not be polite!"

The green-robed man gave a deep smile, raised his feet, stepped on the bloody ground, and walked straight to the corner.

The sound of the soles of the shoes stepping on the bloody mud was like the roar of a death knell, making Song Jin'er tremble all over and collapsed.

But right now!

Several piercing sounds came galloping from a distance, bringing out bursts of sonic booms, directly hitting the courtyard of the dark palace.

The green-robed man's reaction could not be described as unpleasant, he immediately made a tactic, and the spiritual power in his body roared and surged, forming a thick shield in front of him.

"Hmph! It's a small skill, but it's also delusional."

Before the next words could be uttered, the spiritual shield was directly pierced by the strength.

The green-robed man hiding behind the spirit shield still kept a mocking smile on his face, his throat, chest, abdomen, and shoulders were covered with blood mist.

When he was dying, he couldn't figure it out.

The wave that came suddenly from a distance was clearly at the spiritual sea level, so why couldn't he resist even a single blow?

Seeing this scene, Monk Hua's face suddenly became ferocious, with bulging veins on his forehead and sweat profusely.

With a flick of his sleeve, he threw a black iron bowl into the air without hesitation.

It was his life-saving spiritual weapon, and when it was at its peak, it could even withstand the attacks of the strong Jindan realm.

After sacrificing the bowl, Monk Hua shot again.

Bending his palms, he sucked the petite figure hiding in the corner into his palms, grabbed Song Jin'er, and flew back.