Chapter 1204 Sir!

Seeing Mu Fusheng's attitude, Nan Congyin looked extremely ugly. He looked at He Shangke who was still trying to attack the Eight Peaks Thunder Prison. He gritted his teeth and took out a sky-blue scroll from the space ring.

The Taoist meaning flowing above floats throughout the entire space!

When Mu Fusheng saw this, his face wrinkled.

Huh? This doesn't seem to be a sound transmission thing, right?

Before preparing to take action, Mu Fusheng set up a talisman barrier to block the incoming and outgoing information. With Fang Qiong, it can be said that as long as there is interference, the other party's information will never be sent out in a short period of time!

It's not like Mu Fusheng hasn't thought about other possibilities.

For example, an incarnation coming from outside the body, or a projection like the master.

But for this situation, Mu Fusheng had no means to stop it for the time being.

I saw Nan Congyin unfolding the scroll, and the Taoism in the scroll soared into the sky!

The spider webs surrounding the Demon King's Domain also stirred up a sky-blue Taoist spirit, mirroring the aura erupting from the scroll.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at this scene with confused expressions.

At this moment, Nan Congyin knelt on one knee in the broken void, supporting his seriously injured body and said in a hoarse voice: "Please, Palace Master!"

He Shangke, who had been attacking the Eight Peaks Thunder Prison, stopped attacking at this moment, knelt down on one knee and said: "Please, Palace Master!"

The spider webs quickly spread out at this moment!

In the azure light pillar that rushed out from the scroll, the scattered spider webs began to weave in the light pillar, and gradually, a human shape was formed!

Nan Congyin lowered his head and looked at Mu Fusheng, and sneered: "You made those talisman barriers that block information from the outside world, right? Do you underestimate us for monitoring the temple?"

"Our methods of monitoring the temple are different from other forces!"

Seeing this scene, Mu Fusheng's expression slowly became serious.

Ye Qiubai and others also suppressed their relaxed smiles.

The spider web is continuously weaved and condensed, and the human form is slowly carved out.

Waves of mysterious aura began to spread like the fragrance of flowers when the stamens are in full bloom.

This breath is not offensive.

On the contrary, it makes people feel that their injuries and lack of spiritual energy are slowly recovering...

This is immortality.

Incomparably huge immortal energy!

Mu Fusheng looked at this scene and whispered: "The Divine Lord Realm requires the conversion of most of the immortal energy, so there are only two possibilities for the immortal energy that has reached this level of saturation... either a person from the immortal world, or... a divine emperor territory."

Monitor the temple, it’s too hidden!

"What's disturbing the old man's retreat? Did you find the Floating Life Picture?"

The weaving and carving was gradually completed, and a rickety old man appeared in the blue pillar of light that day!

This is also a state of external incarnation or projection.

But even so.

The old man's aura still makes people unable to resist.

It seems that as long as the old man stands there, motionless and silent, he is also the master of this land!

Even Mu Fusheng feels this way.

Divine Emperor Realm...

Nan Congyin immediately replied respectfully: "The Floating Life Picture has been found, but it has been taken away by others!"

Having said this, Nan Congyin repeated the slanderous words he had previously used to the old man.

After hearing this, the old man nodded and said: "The Floating Life Picture cannot fall into the hands of others, otherwise the mortal world will be completely destroyed."

Having said this, he looked at Nan Congyin and said, "Did this young man inflict your injuries?"

Nan Congyin looked embarrassed. Although he was embarrassed, he could only grit his teeth and nodded.

Immediately, the old man looked at Mu Fusheng, stretched out his withered hand like a rotten tree, and said slowly: "Young man, hand over the Fusheng Picture. This is also for the mortal world."

"For the mortal world?" Mu Fusheng frowned slightly and said, "With just one mouth, why should I believe you?"

"What's more, are you really doing this for the mortal world?"

Taking things by force and hiding them deeply, it really looks like a villain's approach.

The old man sighed and shook his head: "This matter cannot be discussed, but if you don't hand it over, then I will only be embarrassed and bully the junior once... After all, I don't have much time."

At this time, God Lord Haotian cupped his hands and said: "Senior, you are just a junior. With the reputation of supervising the temple, you won't take action against the junior, right?"

But the old man didn't even look at Divine Lord Haotian.

Then he stretched out his hand towards Mu Fusheng!

Mu Fusheng's expression changed drastically, and the talisman in his hand flashed and disappeared into a bolt of thunder!

God Lord Haotian, who was just about to take action to block Mu Fusheng's blow, also froze.

The place where Mu Fusheng was originally began to squeeze and twist!

"Oh? There are some tricks. Your talent is unparalleled even in ancient times. It's a pity that you were born in the wrong era..."

Mu Fusheng looked a little solemn as he watched the old man take action again.

I'm afraid it will take more than ten breaths before the master arrives.

But based on the opponent's strength...

Mu Fusheng thought to himself, and a talisman quietly appeared in his hand.

Do you really want to use this talisman?

The consequences of using the power of the soul to recover may not be possible, and with all the strength, he should be able to survive this gap period.

But……

Seeing the opponent reaching out his hand again, Mu Fusheng gritted his teeth and was about to throw out the talisman in his hand.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Also an old man.

The old man said: "Tianyang, have you gone too far?"

The Lord of Tianyang Hall was slightly stunned, then he withdrew his hand and said: "Sir?"

Sir?

Everyone looked over, their faces a little surprised.

Nan Congyin and He Shangke also hurriedly bowed.

Lord Haotian did the same.

"Junior greets Sir."

If Lu Changsheng was here, he would also be able to recognize him.

This person is the Sir of the Mortal Village!

But what Lord Haotian did not expect was that the Lord of the Supervisory Temple, who was a powerful person in the realm of the God Emperor, actually had to call the Sir of the Mortal Village Sir?

Sir looked at the Lord of Tianyang Hall indifferently and said: "Tianyang, your original intention is good, but it is a bit too extreme."

Tianyang said helplessly: "The mortal world can no longer wait, the evil demon domain is about to make a comeback, there is no other way."

Without waiting for the Sir to speak.

Tianyang said again: "Sir, your strength has survived for so long because of the seal, and it cannot be easily unlocked, so you can't stop me now."

"Tianyang can only say sorry here. After the matter is over, I will apologize to you!"

After that, the Lord of Tianyang looked at Mu Fusheng, his expression condensed, and he reached out to grab again!

The gentleman's face sank.

Mu Fusheng and Ye Qiubai and others relaxed.

Just when this hand was about to fall on Mu Fusheng.

In the space in front of him, a man in white stepped out of the originally broken void, and with a light wave of his hand, he slapped the palm print away!

"What's the matter, Mu Fusheng, you and your senior brother have learned bad things? Are you also starting to cause trouble?"