Primordial God

boom!

The lock master's three profound formations detonated, and the powerful force was released like a flood.

The whole earth shook, the houses collapsed in pieces, the smoke billowed into the sky, and the breath was like a flood for nine days.

The detonation of the formation in the middle of the Yellow Rank, like the full blow of a one-star general, is so terrifying!

Li Mushen had been hiding far away, but even so, he was still hit hard.

The powerful force of the self-destruction of the formation directly blasted Li Mushen out and slammed into the treasure pavilion.

His face flushed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The loud noise woke up the little beggar who was cultivating.

Opening her smart eyes, her cultivation has reached a three-star martial artist.

After cultivating the "Wugou Xianyan Jing", the little beggar exudes a spirit of radiance, with a hint of immortality.

"Brother Shepherd."

The little beggar helped Li Mushen, who was seriously injured and vomiting blood, up.

"Linger?"

"Who is Ling'er?" said the little beggar.

Li Mushen rolled his eyes, and the little beggar who practiced the "Wugou Xianyan Jing" really looked like Linger in that instant.

He sighed, stood up with the help of the little beggar, and walked out of the treasure pavilion with a long sword in hand.

The little beggar silently supported her and bit her lip lightly. When Li Mushen called her Ling'er, she felt a trace of jealousy in her heart. She sighed helplessly and muttered to herself.

"What the **** happened to me? Ling'er should be the sweetheart of brother Mu Shen, she must be very beautiful."

At this moment, the Wang family has become a ruin.

Li Mushen's face was pale, and there was billowing smoke and dust, collapsed houses everywhere, chaos.

hiss!

The black feathered demon kite hovered in the sky, blocking the last ray of twilight. Its sinister eyes stared straight at Li Mushen, but it couldn't hide the fear, and it almost died in the detonation of the formation.

Li Mushen's ancient spiritual power poured into his body, constantly treating his injuries, his eyes staring at the billowing smoke.

"You go back first, I didn't call you, so don't come out." Li Mushen said to the little beggar.

Although he was curious about what happened in the process of cultivation, the little beggar still nodded obediently when he heard Li Mushen's words, then returned to the treasure pavilion and looked at Li Mushen worriedly.

The sun finally set, the sky had already darkened, the smoke and dust dispersed, revealing the three figures of Wang Zifeng.

Looking at Wang Zifeng and the three, Li Mushen's pupils shrank suddenly, his long sword clenched tightly.

Zhulongjian shuttled between the three, Wang Zifeng stood indifferently, dressed in white like a peerless immortal.

Behind him, Yu Feng and Wang Lengyue turned pale in shock, but their faces had the feeling of the rest of their lives.

"return."

Wang Zifeng snorted softly, and the Dragon Execution Sword returned to his hand with a roar of dragons.

Wang Zifeng looked at Li Mushen coldly, "You are very powerful, and I have lingering fears in my heart."

"The Dragon Execution Sword at this moment is almost the same as the Earth Tool, right?" Li Mushen sighed.

"who are you?"

When he heard Li Mushen say his weapon, Wang Zifeng's face was astonished as never before, and his voice was as cold as polar ice.

The Dragon Execution Sword was obtained from a historic site in the East Desolate Immortal Courtyard. Although it is a broken ancient tool, it is already equivalent to a top-level profound tool.

Except for him, no one knows the name of this sword. How did Li Mushen know it?

Li Mushen smiled, he still underestimated the power of this Dragon Execution Sword, and it was beyond his expectation that it could block the destructive power of the Lock Master Sanxuan Formation.

But he is not worried either, he is bound to win the Dragon Execution Sword!

Because Wang Zifeng didn't know the purpose of this Dragon Execution Sword at all, only in his own hands would the Dragon Execution Sword bloom with peerless brilliance.

At this time, Wang Zifeng once again used his sword. This sword was like a black dragon coming out of an abyss, and a sharp and powerful sword energy slashed at Li Mushen.

Holding the sword to resist, only to hear a click, and the long sword in Li Mushen's hand broke again and again!

Afterwards, the power of the sword qi remained unabated, and directly slashed Li Mushen out.

On Li Mushen's body, a sword mark penetrated his bones, and blood was flowing.

He stood up slowly, the human spirit lake in his body surged, and the ancient spiritual power poured into his right arm continuously.

Wang Lengyue walked over with his sword in hand, Wang Lengyue trembled, "Finally I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

Yu Feng followed behind Wang Zifeng, her face was pale, and she looked at Li Mushen full of resentment and anger.

Yu Long, his brother was beheaded by him with two swords, he must die!

Walking step by step, Li Mushen stood there, breathing heavily, but no one knew that at this moment, a shocking change had taken place in his body.

Renling Lake set off a monstrous spiritual wave, which continuously poured into the spiritual veins of Li Mushen's right arm.

The ancient spiritual power poured into the fingertips, continuously compressed and powerful, with the thin cracking sound, Li Mushen's fingers could not bear such a powerful force and burst open one by one.

Finally, under the protection of massive spiritual power, the index finger carried this power.

The nine fingers of the human spirit are the magical techniques in the "Suppressing the World of Immortals and Demons", which are divided into nine types.

The first form is the Heaven Destruction Finger, which transforms the ancient spiritual power into the power of destruction. It is terrifying and powerful. At least Li Mushen's cultivation base has reached the realm of a martial artist, and the physical body can carry the first form of display.

But at this moment, Li Mushen had to perform the first form of the nine fingers of the human spirit, watching Wang Zifeng come slowly, waiting for the opportunity to strike a fatal blow.

Wang Zifeng walked very slowly, step by step like a death **** demanding his life, and walked up to Li Mushen, "I don't care who you are? Since you are eyeing me, then you will die!"

The Dragon Execution Sword was raised, murderous like a tide.