Chapter 4027 The Means of the Little Devil

His thoughts returned, Xi Jiuye raised his eyes and looked around, and said in a deep voice.

"Situ Mu, you are patrolling this area. If there is any trouble, report it immediately."

The Situ father and son, who thought they could be invincible by mastering the mental techniques and exercises of the Nine Lives Burning Heaven Art, were like paper tigers in front of Xi Wu, and they would be shattered with a single poke.

At Xi Jiuye's plea, Xi Wucai let go of the father and son.

The father and son were even more willing to serve Xi Wu three times, and the three returned to the mountainside with Xi Wu.

Xi Wu meditates at noon every day. Yesterday, he opened the words of Heaven and Man for Xi Jiuye, which consumed a lot of heavenly energy.

This time at noon today, he needed more time to meditate. He was worried that the mountain wall of Zhenmo and the road to the sky would change, so he asked Xi Jiuye to take Situ and his son to wait and patrol the nearby mountainside.

This area is usually haunted by ghosts and beasts, relatively speaking, it is relatively safe.

Xi Jiuye patrolled around and found nothing.

Situ Mu reluctantly promised.

He also didn't know how Xi Jiuye got on the line with the old guy. The old guy was very serious about Xi Jiuye, and their father and son were unlucky, and they were directly treated as dogs and horses, shouting and drinking.

However, that old guy is very strong, neither father and son are rivals, and they can only temporarily subdue to it.

Xi Jiuye walked away a few steps before Situ Mu scolded.

"It's really unfortunate. I thought that if I entered Wang Wu, I would be able to cultivate well and become the strongest monster. The ghost knows, but I will encounter an old monster. It's strange, it's all blamed on the Holy King of Shanyin, what can Wang Wushan be able to do? Improve our cultivation."

Situ Mu took a few steps and suddenly felt a muttering sound behind him.

That sound was clearly the sound from the throat of the beast.

Situ Mu was startled, and when he looked back, he saw a ghostly leopard covered in pitch black jumping down from a dead tree beside him.

Ling Lie's claw wind aimed at Situ Mu's Tianling cover and slashed down.

Situ Mu broke out in a cold sweat, and there were a large number of ghosts and beasts living around the mountainside.

These ghost beasts are the beasts who were trapped in Wangwu Mountain with the Witch King ten thousand years ago.

Their true identities are actually the descendants of the beasts who fled to the ninety-nine places after the Xi tribe fell to the sky.

After they fell into the sky, their strength declined, but compared to the ordinary mythical beasts and beasts outside, their strength was only high.

The leopard came and went like the wind, and the wind ripped apart the air.

Situ Mu dodged, and Claw Wind passed by.

There was a trace of cold sweat on his forehead.

"Beast, even you are going to bully me, young master."

Situ Mu was furious. He was about to have a seizure when he heard another mumble around him.

Looking around again, there were more than 20 bright "green lanterns" all of which were leopards. They were like ghosts, walking beside Situ Mu and surrounded him.

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The saliva in Ming Leopard's mouth fell to the ground, leaving watermarks one by one.

Situ Mu's anger suddenly vented.

With so many ghost leopards, ten of them would not be enough if they rushed forward.

He hurriedly sacrificed himself to the witch spear. As soon as the witch spear came out, the breath of the witch king on it made the ghost leopards retreat a few steps.

"It seems that these beasts are also afraid of the old guy."

Situ Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

In the mouth of the leopard, there was a faint whining sound, turned around, and disappeared.

"It can be regarded as gone. How could someone break into such a ghost place. If a living person enters, they will become skeletons."

Situ Mu couldn't help wiping his cold sweat.

"It's not just that a few big living people came in."

A slightly joking voice, very out of place, came over.

Situ Mu was startled, and when he turned his head, he saw the bushes swaying beside him. He was not in a hurry or slow, and stood up alone.

When he saw that person, Situ Mu was startled at first, and then his face changed continuously.

"It's you, Ye Lingyue, you are so brave, you dare to appear in front of this hall."

Situ Mu never dreamed that,

I will see Ye Lingyue again in Wangwu Mountain.

The moment he saw Ye Lingyue, Situ Mu's mood was extremely complicated.

The woman in front of him was the culprit who killed him with nothing, but at the same time she was the woman he had long admired.

I have to say that as a woman, Ye Lingyue is an extremely attractive woman. For Situ Mu, after learning that Ye Lingyue is the goddess of the gods and about to marry Di Xin, it becomes even stronger. .

Situ Mu said while looking around and found that there was no one else except Ye Lingyue.

Situ Mu couldn't see it, the little ghost and the female ghost Han Yan were making faces at him.

"Wang Wushan doesn't belong to your family. If you can come, why can't I?"

Ye Lingyue hooked her lips, like a smile but not a smile.

"Then you are looking for your own death. Back then, you designed and framed me in the Tianmo Court, which ruined the name of this hall. I haven't avenged this revenge. You brought it to the door yourself, don't blame this hall for being ruthless."

Situ Mu looked at Ye Lingyue, his eyes were full of viciousness.

As a god emperor, Ye Lingyue is naturally not weak, but he has also inquired about it. Although he is one of the three god emperors, Ye Lingyue's strength is the weakest among the three god emperors.

Besides, they were still in Wangwu Mountain.

Looking at Ye Lingyue's appearance, there is no helper around, let alone a witch weapon. I think it was a mistake and broke in.

Without witchcraft, Ye Lingyue's cultivation would be greatly reduced.

But he is different. He has a magic weapon in his hand and can use the power of different demons.

Situ Mu slowly mobilized the power of the demon in his body.

Ye Lingyue's eyes changed, and she also found that Situ Mu could use the power of strange demons.

With just a few glances, Ye Lingyue noticed the witch tool in Situ Mu's hand.

"That witch tool is a bit special, look at me."

Ye Lingyue made up her mind, thinking about how to take down Situ Mu, but at this time the little ghost on the side took the initiative to ask Ying.

Situ Mu is not a little squeak. He didn't open his yin and yang eyes, so he couldn't see the ghosts around him at all.

The little ghost sneaked up to Situ Mu's side...

"Ye Lingyue, you really can't use your divine power. If you obediently beg for mercy, this hall can let you go for the sake of your face."

Seeing that Ye Lingyue was motionless and did not intend to do anything, Situ Mu thought that Ye Lingyue could not use her divine power.

"Situ Mu, your clothes are on fire."

Unexpectedly, Ye Lingyue seemed to have not heard Situ Mu's words, and suddenly came a sentence.

"Shut up, Ye Lingyue, you can't treat me like a fool."

When Situ Mu heard this, he raised his eyebrows with anger.

"It really caught fire, and the fire was not an ordinary fire."

Ye Lingyue shrugged, looking at Situ Mu like a dead man.

"How dare you talk nonsense..."

Situ Mu shouted, but at this moment, he felt a burning sensation behind him.