Chapter 1947: Killing You Is so Easy
"But this is the Mysterious Soul barrier. No matter what your cultivation level is at the peak of the Mysterious Soul level, you still can't break my barrier."
The old man stroked his beard proudly, but his eyes were full of vigilance.
Mu Yunxuan looked at him calmly, but sneered in his heart. It seemed that there were not many people at the peak of the Xuanhun level here.
Power is a terrible thing. There is no tenderness in the face of power. The most terrifying thing is the heart of those who compete for power.
This is how people live here. In order to practice better witchcraft, women can kill their husbands and abandon their children, and men can kill their wives and humiliate their daughters.
For their own purposes, they used cruel methods and bloody scenes.
When he saw the description in the book last night, he couldn't help but feel horrified that such a deformed world actually existed under the sun.
When I have time tonight, I will finish reading the other half of the book. I should be able to know what happened here to make the world like this.
"Xuanso barrier?" Mu Yunxuan suddenly smiled.
"The mysterious soul barrier uses your own soul as the barrier. You must break the barrier. If you want to trap me with such a simple barrier, you really overestimate yourself."
Mu Yunxuan's tone was extremely sarcastic, and the old man was indeed stunned with surprise.
Unexpectedly, Mu Yunxuan would know about such a barrier.
"How could you know?" The old man asked his doubts.
"I know this kind of enchantment." He used this kind of enchantment to kill demon spirits. How could he not know this.
"Mo'er, go back to the space ring and wait for me."
After saying that, Mu Yunxuan kissed her gently on the forehead.
"Well, you have to be more careful."
Su Zimo smiled sweetly at him. She was just a fragile porcelain doll in Yun Xuan's heart. Yun Xuan always protected her meticulously.
"I will." As soon as he finished speaking, Su Zimo disappeared into his arms, making his heart feel empty.
When Mu Yunxuan suddenly turned his eyes and looked at the old man, there was bloodthirsty killing intent in his eyes.
The Nether Sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
When the old man took a look, a black staff with a skull suddenly appeared in his hand, which was the symbol of Wu Zhu.
"You are indeed Wu Zhu, but I also vaguely know why you know so many things. You actually know that my wife destroyed Tianwu. You are not from here at all, and He is from the Wu Clan.”
In fact, Mu Yunxuan was not very sure. He also had the mentality of bombarding the other party.
After all, he is a level 10 Wu Zhu, and the people in Wu Zhu mainly focus on cultivating Xuan Qi.
"No, you are wrong. This Wu Zhu is not from the Wu clan, but from Mopan Mountain."
The old man said half of what he said, but did not tell Mu Yunxuan completely.
"It seems that Geng Leyu does have a lot to do with your Mopan Mountain?"
If this is the case, everyone in Mopan Mountain will know that he is going to find the curse-breaking stone.
Mu Yunxuan knew that he would not get any more information from the old man, and murderous intent arose in his heart. He quickly turned the Nether Sword in his hand a few times, and the sound of sharp sword energy echoed in the barrier.
When the old man heard the sharp and murderous sword sound, he instantly became uneasy.
Mu Yunxuan's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
The old man couldn't believe it and waved the ghost staff in his hand.
"Ah!" The old man didn't even see Mu Yunxuan's figure, and a long sword had been pierced into his body.
"Killing you is as simple as that." Mu Yunxuan looked at the old man coldly.