C35 Captured

Captured.

Mu Xuan was happily practicing the Wind Controlling Technique on the mountain path. Suddenly, Mu Xuan's psychokinesis seemed to sense something, and he quickly turned around to take a look. A misty light appeared in the distant sky, it was very faint. However, that place seemed to be the territory of the canyon. Not good, they had caught up to the canyon.

Mu Xuan was shocked. He quickly used the Wind Controlling Step and used Ghost Step to quickly escape. It was very difficult to walk on the mountain path at night, but Mu Xuan had telekinesis, it was as if it was daytime.

An hour later, Mu Xuan suddenly heard an extremely angry shout from the sky behind him. It was followed by a loud roar from the Leopard. "Return my child!" A shocking pressure descended from the sky. It faintly transformed into a majestic and oppressive aura that instantly descended behind Mu Xuan. Boom! It transformed into a palm strike.

Mu Xuan was shocked. So fast?

He quickly took out the ink-jar and threw it on the ground. A black light instantly covered his body. It seemed that his entire person and the darkness of the night were even more suitable. At the same time, he blinked his left eye and quickly circulated his three-print psychokinesis to form layers of psychokinesis membrane on his back. He also rapidly formed a huge dragon scale shield with the 23 dragon scales that he had already imprinted on his back. The three layers of defense had just been formed, and the majestic pressure from the sky suddenly smashed onto Mu Xuan's back.

With a bang, Mu Xuan was thrown thirty meters away. Blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth, the robe on his back was broken, the dragon scale shield was twisted, the psychokinesis wall was broken, and the black light was about to be destroyed.

What cultivation level was this? Could it be a high-level Spiritual Pedestal Tier cultivator surpassing the Imperial Spirit Realm? Fortunately, his body was not seriously injured. Mu Xuan crawled up with great difficulty, his eyes staring fixedly at the group of people descending from the sky thirty meters in front of him.

It was indeed them. The Golden Python Scale Leopard bared its teeth and roared madly. It wished it could rush up to them. Yin Yuejiannvzi had a sinister expression as she mocked, as if she was telling Mu Xuan: Your death has come. The three severely injured Zhuang Cheng, Mo Lian, and the flute-playing girl were all waiting for Mu Xuan fiercely. They wished they could eat him alive.

Two people slowly walked out from behind them. A dignified old man's eyes were filled with soaring anger. He wore a long purple robe, and his body was filled with a demonic aura. When he looked at Mu Xuan, it was as if he was looking at a dead man. This should be the person who had just roared out in anger. He was Zhuang Wenhu's father, Zhuang Batian.

Beside him was a young master who looked like he was wearing a white robe. He was wearing a luxurious white robe. He had an extraordinary aura, a cultivation base at the peak of the Imperial Spirit Realm. It made Mu Xuan feel a tremendous pressure. This should be Zhuang Wenhu's elder brother, Zhuang Wenlong. He looked at Mu Xuan with curiosity and interest.

"Bastard, you actually used my ink treasure. What kind of treasure did you use to kill my son?!" Zhuang Batian shouted once again, and clawed at the void with his left hand. He wanted to grab back the ink-jar, but Mu Xuan took the initiative to put it back into the lightning ring. This black treasure was something Zhuang Batian had obtained from a demon lord's body once in a while. At that time, he had given it to his son, Zhuang Wenhu. This was because he found that the black light in this black treasure could protect him. However, this disappointing son had actually given this treasure to his subordinate, Mo Lian. However, he did not get it and was not in a hurry to take it back. He did not want to be snatched away while fighting with Mu Xuan.

At this moment, Mu Xuan was caught in the air, and he couldn't resist the pulling force, so he was quickly pulled over. "No!" Mu Xuan roared in grief and indignation. He quickly used his telekinesis to defend himself. "Senior Zhuang, you misunderstood! I didn't kill Zhuang Wenhu."

"You're about to die, yet you still want to argue?" Zhuang Batian exerted his strength and grabbed Mu Xuan's neck. Mu Xuan quickly circulated the psychokinesis in his body and resisted with all his might with the First Layer of Diamond Body that had yet to arrive.

"Hmm? Fifth level of Qi Condensation?" Zhuang Batian turned his head and looked at Yin Yuejiannvzi and the group of disabled people behind him.

The four people were also shocked. So soon it was the fifth level of Qi Condensation? "He must have a great treasure on him!" The four of them shouted in unison.

Zhuang Batian's eyes turned red, "A great treasure! Quickly take out the great treasure! " He quickly searched his body, but found nothing in his robe. Where was the treasure just now? storage bag! En? There was no storage bag. "Kid, where did that shield and ink-jar magic treasure go? Hurry up and say it, or else I'll end your life right now!" Zhuang Batian actually did not find the storage bag on his body. It seemed like he actually had the ability to hide the storage bag.

Mu Xuan's eyes were filled with fury as he stared at Zhuang Batian. He said word by word, "I didn't kill Zhuang Wenhu. I don't have any treasures either!" At the same time, he blinked his left eye and saw the four people behind Zhuang Batian rushing towards him. The four of them were suddenly shocked and could not help but see that they were about to hit Zhuang Batian.

"Hm?" Zhuang Batian snorted. His aura spread out and Yin Yuejiannvzi and the three of them were pushed thirty feet away by the pressure. Blood spurted out from their mouths once again.

After that, the trees around them were uprooted, rocks flew up, and the grass was sent flying towards Zhuang Fu. More branches and leaves turned into sharp swords and rushed in front of Zhuang Fu.

"Hmph, a petty trick." Zhuang Batian snorted again. The pressure on his body rose once again, and with a loud bang, the trees, rocks, and grass around him were sent flying 30 meters away. However, Zhuang Batian was truly shocked. This kid's mental strength was astonishing. If he's at the same cultivation level as me, he won't be a match for me. If I don't use this type of spirit reader, it would be best to kill him. In order to get rid of future troubles.

Zhuang Wenlong who was standing next to him coldly watched all of this, not a single leaf or grass could be seen on his body. However, his previously cold eyes had now become even more interested. This Telekinesis is indeed very surprising. If I were to become my sparring partner's opponent... My strength will definitely increase greatly.

Zhuang Batian coldly snorted once again. He was just about to cripple his Dantian cultivation before going to find that Guru Ghost Beast and use the Great Soul Searching Technique to find the hidden storage bag treasure.

Zhuang Wenlong, who was standing beside him, suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Father, don't cripple this Mu Xuan for now. I want him to be my sparring partner. Let the power of spirit readers increase my cultivation. "

" Hm? This, your brother was attacked by him..." Zhuang Batian was a bit surprised, then he said.

"Father, since he killed my brother... We can't let him die so easily. I want him to be my sparring partner. After I dig out his value, it won't be too late for us to slowly torture and kill him!" Zhuang Wenlong's eyes became even thicker, and the corners of his mouth revealed an evil smile.

Zhuang Batian thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement. "Alright!" He exerted force with his left hand again and instantly knocked Mu Xuan out. In fact, Wen Hu's position in his heart was far from Wen Long's. Wen Long was the biggest pride and hope of his Zhuang family in his life. Usually, Zhuang Batian would be angry at Wenwen Hu and argue with her. However, after all, Wen Hu was his biological son. No matter what, a huge mistake should be punished by himself instead of being killed outside. This point made the face of the elder of the Demon Beast Pavilion behind him go. He was also extremely angry in his heart.

However, Wenwen Long's idea was very right. She could not kill him so easily. She would benefit this kid. Now, Wenwen Long indeed needed an opponent to train. Since this Spiritual Sorcerer could deal with the group of people that Wenwen Hu brought, his strength must still be there. It might be helpful for Wenwen Long to improve her cultivation. When Wen Long finished making use of him, he would ask Master Ghost Beast to find his precious treasure. We will slowly torture him to death. Only then can we avenge my son!