
The Mu Family was tight.
Mu Bing slowly opened her eyes.
"this is……"
Mu Bing thrashed and found that his entire body was bound by an enormous iron chain.
He raised his eyes, but saw Mu Hong and his wife looking at him with a sneer.
“Patriark, what do you mean?” Ask Mu Bing.
"for what?"
Mu Hong sneered coldly, "Aren't you asking intentionally? Let's talk, where are the gods?"
“Haha, don't think about it!” Said Mu Bing.
"Little backbone, I'll see if your bones are hard, or your hooks are hard!"
After speaking, Mu Hong looked.
Then, a camel came in, he grinned, showing some big yellow teeth, looking very sick.
He looked at Mu Bing, and said, "Leather and tender meat are like yours, to be honest, so as not to suffer from skin and flesh!"
"Tell you, this is called the Soul Claw. Once it penetrates the flesh, it will cause a soul-tearing pain, which is not something you can bear!"
“If you don't want to suffer, you better say it obediently!” Huozi.
"I'm interrupting!"
Mu Bing immediately spat.
"Little lady, you're forcing me!"
After speaking, Huozi carefully picked up the Soul Claw and pierced Mu Bing's arm.
"Ding ……"
The symphony of metal is heard.
Mu Bing's skin was just like King Kong's.
Can't get in at all!
How did this happen?
On the camel's forehead, fine sweat droplets overflow.
Even if it's a dragon body, it can't possibly be that strong, right?
“Quick, why so long?” Said Mu Hong.
"Yes, Patriarch!"
The camel gritted its teeth and roared with all its strength.
"Blown!"
The sound of piercing flesh and blood rang out.
"what……"
Shouts come.
The camel fell to the ground and screamed
I saw that on his finger, the Soul Claw fell into it.
It looked like a death sentence, words could not be explained.
"what's going on?"
"Home ... Patriarch, he ... He's too strong physically, this ... This Soul Claw is impenetrable at all!"
After speaking, the camel yelled again, "Ah ..."
"Unbreakable?"
Mu Hong frowned slightly, unsheathed the long sword, and slashed it towards Mu Bing.
"explosions..."
The long sword split because of his voice, without injuring Mu Bing.
"It's……"
Mu Hong and the middle-aged woman were dumbfounded.
This was a high-grade spiritual weapon, and was filled with immortal power.
Easily damaged?
How strong is his physical body?
Both faces were jealous.
"Ahong, what should I do? Right now, it was only sealing the strength of his body, but the physical body could not seal it!"
"What should he do if he breaks free and jumps?" Said the middle-aged woman.
"What are you afraid of!"
There was killing intent on Mu Hong's face.
He looked at Mu Bing and said, "Submitting the fairy sword will save you from death!"
“Haha, don't think about it!” Mu Bing smiled coldly.
"Repeating and not eating good wine, no way, you can only ask someone to destroy your soul space!" Said Mu Hong.
Hearing this, the middle-aged woman's face changed drastically, "Ahong, if she breaks through her soul space like this, she will die!"
"Women's goodness, as long as we get the fairy sword, what are we afraid of!"
After speaking, Mu Hong left quickly.
After a while.
Mu Hong entered with a blood-robed man.
Bloodthirsty, gloomy, cold ...
Various breaths rushed to the face.
Mu Bing looked at the blood-robed man, his pupils contracting, "True, he's the one who's following me!"
“Mu Hong, you... You colluded with the devil? You must be punished according to the law!” Mu Bing roared.
"Haha, collusion? When's Zhuo?"
Mu Hong sneered coldly, "You know, do you have the right to collude with our little Mu family?"
"Jie Jie ..."
The blood-robed man licked his lips, as if looking at a bundle of delicious food.
“This is so delicious, and so rich! This trip is worth it!” Said the blood-robed man.
"it's good!"
The blood-robed man stepped forward, his body full of blood.
In the blink of an eye, the entire secret room was shrouded.
Waves of force flooded the Quartet.
This blood Qi quickly condensed to form blood claws.
An icy cold breath enveloped the Quartet.
This blood claw seemed to be able to break souls and destroy everything.
"Little baby, dead!"
After the blood-robed man finished speaking, he controlled his blood claws, aimed towards Mu Bing and grabbed him.
Seeing this scene, Mu Hong's eyes showed a cruel smile.
"Mu Bing, you won't even think about it when you die, I grafted Chen'er's spiritual roots from your childhood!"
"The reason why he is so strong now is because of you!"
"However, I really did not expect that if your spiritual roots were taken away, you could grow to this level!"
"It's surprising, but from now on, you won't be around anymore!"
Mu Hong muttered to himself, his eyes shining.
What he did not know was that these sounds had clearly reached Mu Bing's ears.
"Of course!"
In Mu Bing's eyes, that killing intent quickly passed.
"I want to forget, but I remember you again!"
"Initially, you are from the same root, but you are for your own benefit, regardless of brotherhood!"
"Today, you must die!"
Bing Mu's body, a cold killing intent, continued to increase.
Her hair danced wildly and her breath soared.
"explosions..."
The iron chains tied to him broke off one by one.
Between those bloody claws, he stretched out his right hand and held it lightly.
"explosions……"
There was a loud sound.
The whole room was shaking violently.
The blood-robed man had yet to realize what was going on, but he saw that Mu Bing had arrived before him.
That slender hand immediately grabbed his neck.
"Wooing..."
The blood-robed man was like a chicken with a crooked neck, allowing him to struggle without any effect.
"His son is right, evil spirits shouldn't exist in this world!"
After speaking, Mu Bing shook him lightly!
"Cracking..."
Explosion occurred.
The blood-robed man clenched his neck, tilted his head, and fell limp to the ground.
After several seizures, there was no movement.
Seeing this scene, Mu Hong stood silly on the spot.
How did this happen?
How did he free himself?
It was made by the best spirit iron!
His strength has reached this level?
Mu Hong muttered to himself, in disbelief.
and yet.
By the time Mu Hong was stunned, Mu Bing had already come to him, looking at him demeaningly.
“You.... what do you want to do?” Mu Hong's voice trembled.
“What do you think?” Mu Bing smiled coldly.
"You want to kill?"
There was a terrified expression on Mu Hong's face.
Suddenly, he moved.
A wisp of purple smoke gushed out from his hand, and immediately enveloped Mu Bing.
"Ha..."
"Your Bing, you are still a bit too soft, don't you know how to speak after you have captured the enemy?"
"Now that I'm in ecstasy, you can still have power."
Mu Hong's face was full of pride.
After Ziyan disappeared, he saw Mu Bing standing in his place, intact.
"It's impossible?!"
"You ... are you immune to my poison?"
To Mu Hong's surprise, Mu Bing was completely unharmed.
"You're right, catch the enemy before you speak!"
He looked up at Mu Hong as if he was twisting a chicken.
Similarly, the frightened middle-aged woman in the same place was also mentioned.
"explosion!"
Explosion occurred.
Mu Bing broke through the ground and stood high up in the sky.
...