According to legend, the glazed golden bead stick was the head of the first generation of Qingyun Temple. It was tempered from the spirit stones of three mountains, and the soul of a big monster was sealed in it. The treasure of the town courtyard has increased a lot of power.

But no matter how good the magic weapon is, it must be controlled by someone who can use it.

If virtue does not match, it will suffer.

From Zhang Mu's point of view, even if the Zen staff could not exert its full power in Sad Tree's hands, Chang Ming was even more unworthy to use it.

He pierced it with a spear, and the golden beads shattered with a loud clang, which was crisp and melodious, and the fragments scattered everywhere, scattering a little bit of fluorescence.

The spark became brighter and brighter, and turned into two, two into four, and turned into more glazed golden beads.

The spear tip was accompanied by raging flames, and wherever the golden beads went, they quickly burned, and the glazed golden beads that Chang Ming painstakingly conjured up were quickly submerged in the sea of ​​flames and were never seen again.

He dares to hang out in Jiuchongyuan even if he has a small skill, maybe he doesn't know how to write the word "death"?

Zhang Mu picked and pressed the tip of the spear, only using 50% of his spiritual power, and quickly pressed the glazed golden bead stick to a square inch.

Can't escape, can't fight back.

I can only suffer death obediently.

Xu Jingxian started scolding Zhang Mu as early as when Chang Ming left her behind and rushed towards Zhang Mu alone.

He scolded him for cheating himself and bringing himself to Jiuchongyuan.

Call him unreliable, and cause trouble for yourself at every turn.

Scolding him for not being a man, leaving him alone at critical moments and running away.

Kill one, curse one. Scold one, kill one.

They took the guards who swarmed up as Changming to fight.

At the banquet tonight, Zhang Mu was not very eye-catching around Sad Tree, but many people knew that he was at least a high-ranking monk when he made a move, and it was more than enough to kill Chang Ming. Xu Jingxian also felt that Chang Ming had gone , I am afraid that I will be "empty in human resources and wealth", so I don't know if I can get out of Qixingtai today.

Regret turned into grief, indignation, and murderous intent. Everyone saw Sha Ling flying in purple light, and the beautiful girl was light and graceful, dancing the most touching dance in the world.

Only the guards of the Qixingtai who were inside could feel that Xu Jingxian's seemingly flexible gauze fell on them. It was full of murderous sharp knives, and the knives pierced into the flesh.

When Xu Jingxian was treating these people as Changming to vent her anger, she suddenly saw that Zhang Mu's side suddenly shone brightly, blooming like the sun, almost piercing people's eyes, her heart thumped, thinking badly, Chang It shows that this guy must have no scum left.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Zhang Mu roared, and in the light, his body seemed to be pushed out by some force, flew into the air, and landed on another high platform.

"what is that!"

I don't know who suddenly yelled.

The spectators looked up, only to see Zhang Mu flying out of mid-air, suddenly his body exploded, and began to split inch by inch.

Seeing this, many people have an inexplicable association in their minds, just like seeing a roast suckling pig crackling because of the oil on the fire grill.

But Zhang Mu is not a roast suckling pig.

It is also impossible for ordinary people to split their bodies.

Bright red was exposed under the cracked skin, and the broken skin fell from the air. Zhang Mu let out a dull roar, and landed heavily on the stone platform.

At this time, he was no longer Zhang Mu's appearance. After the human skin was removed, an earth-shaking change had taken place on him.

Bright red skin, uneven, **** forehead, blood red eyes.

This is still a human, it is clearly a demon!

"Now everyone knows that I am not lying? Demonizing people, killing the tree of sorrow, what is the picture, is it the master of the Seven Stars Terrace, or the treasure of the Seven Stars Terrace?"

The golden light faded slowly, and Chang Ming emerged from it.

The glass and gold bead stick in his hand was intact, and he himself looked calm and stable as usual.

No injuries, no missing arms or broken legs, all clothes are clean and tidy, except for a messy bun with a few strands hanging down the sideburns.

"Today he can kill Master Sad Tree, and tomorrow he can attack other people. Demons will never die, but people will never have peace."

Chang Ming didn't need to say much, he avoided Zhang Mu's blow, jumped to the roof with his strength, and happened to land beside Xu Jingxian.

The glazed golden bead staff swiped to help Xu Jingxian force the person back, and pulled her back to another high platform.

Xu Jingxian snorted.

"Your skill seems to be stronger than before!"

After all, she was a little unhappy.

"Could it be that you hid your clumsiness before and purposely watched my jokes?"

Chang Ming: "How could a fairy think so, I am sincere to you, but when I fought Zhang Mu just now, thanks to the blessing of the glazed golden bead stick, my realm broke through."

To be exact, it was his Zhiyu Nianyue that broke through to the fifth level.

Although this method of mind can make the cultivation base advance by leaps and bounds in a short period of time, it has not progressed so fast that it can be raised several times in a few days. The reason why it is so fast is mainly because of the help of the glazed golden bead stick just now. Coupled with Zhang Mu's pressing every step of the way, PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright.

Xu Jingxian was puzzled: "Aren't you a casual cultivator? The glazed golden bead stick is a Buddhist thing. How can you practice it?"

Chang Ming didn't intend to say too much: "If you know everything, you will get the same result by different routes. Withdraw first!"

Xu Jingxian soon understood what he meant by withdrawing first.

After Zhang Mu revealed his true form as a monster, there was no need for Chang Ming to resist desperately, and Zhang Mu had no chance to chase and kill Chang Ming again.

Most of the cultivators have already made their moves, trying to encircle him and strangle him on the spot.

On the Seven Stars Stage, all the magic weapons were released at once, and the brilliance was dazzling.

Swords, guns, halberds, silk pans and bells, under the power of these magic weapons, Zhang Mu had almost no way out.

How many people with different plans have a temporary common goal.

People who are not of my race must have a different heart, this is not just a word of mouth.

Fifty years ago, the Liuhe Candle Sky Formation failed, and demons roamed the world, which caused many tragedies of massacring villages and cities, even the monks were not spared. The fiasco has become a thing of the past, the memory is gradually blurred, and even a few monsters have wandered into the world and gave birth to offspring, but when facing the powerful and ugly monsters that show their true colors, everyone will still subconsciously stand on the opposite side.

But under the siege of everyone, Zhang Mu didn't see his decline, but became stronger as he fought.

With his human skin off, he seemed to have torn off the restraint imposed on him, his strength soared, and he was still explosively strong under the pressure of many magic weapons.

A flying sword pierced his head, but it hovered half an inch above Zhang Mu's head. No matter how hard the monk controlling the sword tried, he couldn't let the sword go down by half an inch.

As soon as Xu Jingxian escaped, she immediately dragged Chang Ming to escape far away, hiding in a corner to watch the battle, and would never step forward to meddle.

Seeing this scene, she also hissed nervously.

"You said there are so many people, so you can't subdue him, right?"

After waiting for a while, Chang Ming didn't answer, turned his head subconsciously, but saw that the other party was leaning on the pillar, his eyes were half closed, and he was about to fall over, so he hurriedly yelled and stretched out his hand to support him.

"It's not that I just broke through the realm, but it's actually weaker!"

"Did you see the sea of ​​clouds just now?" Chang Ming asked without answering.

His aura was a bit weak, he had exhausted his mind and mind just now, and breaking through the realm just now couldn't bring him much benefit, on the contrary, he overdrawn his physical strength.

Xu Jingxian was surprised: "No, isn't he with you?"

As soon as Chang Ming heard this, he knew that the sea of ​​clouds had completely disappeared.

Just as he came without a trace, so he went without a trace.

"Who the **** is he? What does he have to do with you?"

Xu Jingxian asked aggressively, she felt that Chang Ming must know more than her.

Chang Ming sighed: "Would you believe me if I said he was my apprentice?"

Xu Jingxian: ...I don't believe a word of it.

Chang Ming asked back: "Then what do you think I have to do with him?"

Xu Jingxian recalled how close the two seemed to be, and said hesitantly: "A Taoist couple who turned against each other."

Chang Ming:? ? ?

The conversation couldn't go on, he didn't know whether he was laughed out of anger or the old injury relapsed, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Xu Jingxian was anxious: "Don't do this to me! Why on earth did you confront Zhang Mu? Did it also have something to do with Yunhai? Why don't you soften up and make peace with him, get some news from him to help Shall we get away!"

For the first time, Chang Ming felt completely unable to communicate with this woman.

"Can you help me go to a safer place, and wait until I recuperate and heal?"

Xu Jingxian was about to speak, but suddenly something happened on Zhang Mu's side!

Under the siege of the crowd, Zhang Mu retreated step by step, as if he had come to an end.

His whole body was bright red and bleeding, but it was difficult for people to tell whether it was blood or his original skin color.

The description is horrible, and the behavior is different from human beings, which are enough reasons for him to die here today.

As for killing the Sad Tree, or chasing and killing Changming to silence them, that's just incidental.

Zhang Mu's face was ferocious, and he glanced resentfully at all the monks who participated in besieging him.

The person who made eye contact with him couldn't help but feel a sudden shock and looked away.

No one has ever seen such a **** sea of ​​resentment and evil, like thick blood, overwhelming, mixed with killing and hatred, sinking and depraved, with an aura that will never stop until everything is wiped out.

This demon must die!

In almost everyone's mind, this sentence emerged at the same time.

But Zhang Mu still didn't die.

He escaped.

Under the watchful eyes of countless pairs of eyes, under the siege of all walks of life, a monk suddenly covered his eyes and let out a scream, backed up again and again, the magic weapon in his hand also turned against him, directly cut off his head from his neck, blood spattered Three feet!

There was a vacancy in the temporary formation formed by many magic weapons, even if there was only a vacancy, Zhang Mu immediately seized the opportunity and rushed out of the gap.

Before leaving, he swept his guns and took away two more lives.

"No, let's go!"

Chang Ming suddenly grabbed her arm and stopped Xu Jingxian from watching the play.

"Where are you going?" Xu Jingxian was puzzled.

"Seven Star Terrace is actually a formation, Zhang Mu is going to destroy it!"

As soon as the words fell, the feet shook violently, and the sky and the earth spun for a while, and the cracks in the masonry quickly expanded, spreading and covering the entire stone platform.

Xu Jingxian saw the roof of the palace not far away began to collapse.

These palaces were built by generations of occupants of the Qixing River, and all the stones used were from the Wanshen Mountain Jiuchongyuan. The firmness is unmatched by ordinary stones outside.

She could even feel the spiritual energy in her body begin to drain at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the distance, clusters of gray mist drifted in through the clouds and high mountains.

Only then did Xu Jingxian realize that it was already dawn at Seven Star Terrace.

The sky is misty and bright, and the orange morning glow is bright and colorful.

The long night finally passed, but what greeted everyone was not a safe and sound day, but a more terrifying enemy.

"Those Corpse Worms! Firefly Corpse Worms!" She lost her voice.

The barrier of Qixingtai had been broken by Zhang Mu, who fled away, and those firefly corpses that devoured everything would surely disappear with the barrier and come in to find new food.

So many monks are their delicious dishes.

Xu Jingxian's half-disappeared gauze is still wrapped around her waist. She has experienced firsthand how terrifying these corpse insects are.

"How to do?"

No matter how big the Seven Star Terrace is, these corpse insects can pass through unimpeded, and where they hide is the difference between dying first and then dying.

Some cultivators didn't know how powerful the corpse worm was. When they saw the gray mist hitting them, they even attacked them. As a result, they were engulfed by the gray mist in an instant, and all their belts and bones disappeared.

Xu Jingxian grabbed Chang Ming's wrist with her backhand.

Over the years, she has faced countless enemies, and she has never been so panicked like this moment.

Because no matter how strong the enemy is, there is always a chance of winning if you fight to the death.

But these corpse insects are ignorant and insensitive, as long as there are spiritual things, they cannot escape their clutches.

Master Xu of Lingbo Peak would rather face a hundred bald donkeys of Qingyun Temple than deal with a corpse insect.

"Go to the Second Abyss!"

She heard Chang Ming say this.

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Small theater unrelated to the main text:

Chang Ming: May I ask: How do Yun Weisi and I resemble Taoist couples who have turned against each other?

Zhou Ke: It is true that they have turned against each other.

Sun Buku: Yun Weisi is indeed a scholar.

Song Nanyan: Taoist couples are not limited to men and women.

Xu Jingxian: Otherwise, what are you talking about?

Chang Ming: Master and apprentice.

Xu Jingxian: Really, I don't believe it.

Chang Ming:?