Chapter 88: fly into a rage

Chapter eighty-eighth

Murong Kun watched as Tan Yun was rescued, and he was furious!

hatred!

He has never hated a woman like he does today!

I can't wait to kill Zhong Wu Shiyao first and then smash his corpse into ten thousand pieces!

"Zhongwu Shiyao, I, Murong Kun, swear that one day you will pay a heavy price for what you have done today!"

The indignant Murong Kun said the vicious words, Zhong Wushi's delicate and delicate body appeared in his mind, after flipping the meaning and obscenity, he thought of Linghu Zhangkong who was against him everywhere, and said with a sinister smile: "You didn't always want to get it. Is it Zhong Wu Shiyao? I'll kill her after I catch her and play enough!"

Just as Murong Kun was thinking about how to deal with Zhong Wu Shi Yao and Tan Yun, a sound of a sharp weapon piercing the air came from overhead.

Liu Rulong stepped on the flying sword and hurriedly shot down in front of Murong Kun.

"Senior Brother Murong, where is Tan Yunren?" Liu Rulong clasped his fists and his eyes were red.

"Humph!" Murong Kun glared at Liu Rulong and whispered, "Kneel down!"

Liu Rulong was stunned and confused, wondering why Murong Kun was angry with him.

"Liu Rulong, are you deaf?" Murong Kun roared, "I'll ask you to kneel down for me!"

"Yes!" Liu Rulong didn't show any expression, endured the humiliation and knelt in front of Murong Kun, bewildered, "I don't know where my subordinates offended you, please tell me clearly."

"Crack!" Murong Kun slapped Liu Rulong on the face with a loud slap!

"Senior Brother Murong, why are you beating your subordinates?" Liu Rulong lowered his head and gritted his teeth.

Murong Kun raised his foot, stepped on Liu Rulong's cheek, stepped Liu Rulong on the ground, and said furiously, "I could have killed Tan Yun, but I was rescued by your good sister!"

"What?" Liu Rulong's face was hideous, his head on the ground kept shaking, "Senior Brother Murong, this is impossible! Tan Yun is my enemy, and Shi Yao can't save her!"

"Liu Rulong, you are so courageous, how dare you question me!" Murong Kun rolled his feet against Liu Rulong's cheeks, holding his sword against Liu Rulong's temple, "Look at the sword wound on my chest, it's thanks to that **** !"

"Senior Brother Murong, calm down, you calm down, your subordinates are wrong, they shouldn't doubt you." Liu Rulong shivered and said in a trembling voice.

Murong Kun raised his foot and retracted his sword, looking down at Liu Rulong, "I tell you, it's just because you are my good dog! If you don't know how to praise you, you, your foster father, and your master will have to do it. Die. You can doubt my strength, but don't doubt my grandfather's ability!"

"My subordinates don't dare, my subordinates know they are wrong!" Liu Rulong bowed his head in fear.

"Get up!" After Murong Kun asked Liu Rulong to get up, the Qiankun Ring flashed red light between his fingers, and handed a red medicine bottle to Liu Rulong, without a doubt: "It contains ecstasy powder, before the trial is over, you need to find a way to get Zhong Wu Shiyao takes it and brings her to me, understand?"

Liu Rulong shivered all over, and the hand that was about to take the medicine bottle was suspended in the air.

"What? You don't want your sister to be my woman?" Murong Kun squinted at Liu Rulong.

Liu Rulong hurriedly took the medicine bottle, bowed his head and said, "This subordinate is very willing."

"Then I'll wait for your news in the canyon." Murong Kun laughed wickedly, his face sank, "If you can't handle this matter, you will be responsible for the consequences!"

After speaking, Murong Kun stepped on the flying sword and flew into the depths of the canyon...

After Murong Kun flew away, Liu Rulong clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails pierced into his palms, and roared in a low voice, "Why did you save Tan Yun, Shi Yao...why!"

He is angry and puzzled!

When he thought of Murong Kun again, he wanted to let his beloved woman play with him, he felt aggrieved and unwilling!

"No, Shiyao is my sister and the woman I love. I can't spoil her for Murong Kun..."

Liu Rulong's firm eyes quickly became hesitant, and finally became ruthless, his clenched hands gradually loosened, and he muttered to himself, "I can't fight against Murong Kun, otherwise, if I enter the inner door, will I still have a way to survive? "

"Hehehe..." Liu Rulong smiled miserably, comforting himself, "It's just a woman, I can't ruin my future because of this, when I become stronger in the future, I want what kind of woman I want!"

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Half an hour later, Murong Kun angrily returned to Deadwood Mountain Stream, and shouted fiercely, "All retreat!"

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The disciples who retreated in the canyon, with doubts, quickly flew to the grass beside the dead wood mountain stream, and stood respectfully in front of Murong Kun with fifty disciples who had not retreated, a total of 223 people.

Murong Kun glanced at the crowd and said beyond doubt: "From now on, you should immediately look for Fenghunquan and Leihunquan and give them to me."

"Those who have found a top-grade soul spring, or three high-grade soul springs, and five middle-grade soul springs, will only be allowed to retreat after handing them over to me!"

All the disciples said in unison: "Subordinates obey!"

When everyone was about to leave, Murong Kun ordered one person to stay here and wait for the 490 men who were looking for Tan Yun to come back and look for Soul Spring together.

After arranging everything, Murong Kun returned to the cave that he had built on the mountain, and began to retreat and practice.

The reason why he is eager to retreat is because Tan Yun is practicing fast, and he is worried that he will not improve his realm. If he encounters Tan Yun in the future, I am afraid that he will die...

The sun was dim and the wind was howling.

No. 1 Desolate Ancient Valley.

In a cave dwelling, Linghu Zhangkong sat cross-legged, with a strand of spiritual power drilled out of his hands with imprints on his chest, he volleyed up a milky white soul spring, and in the soul spring, a strand of spring soul was cruising.

A trace of milk-colored soul power in the soul spring drilled out of the soul spring, and at an extremely slow speed, it drilled into the spiritual pool between his eyebrows.

There are two major characteristics that mark becoming a monk in the fetal soul state, namely: shrinking the ground into an inch and shooting objects from the air.

He released his spiritual power and controlled the scene where the soul spring was suspended in front of him. It was the telescopic object that only the cultivators in the fetal soul realm could use to control the objects in the form of spiritual power release or by releasing spiritual consciousness.

Obviously, Linghu Changkong has entered the first level of the fetal soul realm, and the soul spring he refined is the best ancient soul spring!

It means that the first fetal soul condensed in his spirit pool is an ancient fetal soul of top quality!

"Swish..."

The sound of footsteps came from outside the cave, and immediately, a male disciple respectfully placed a high-grade ancient soul spring in his hand in front of Linghu Changkong, and said softly, "Senior Brother Linghu, this is the first piece of the collection that this subordinate has collected. Two high-grade ancient soul springs, brought to you."

"Yeah." Linghu Changkong said with his eyes closed while refining the Soul Spring, "Your mission has been completed, and you can retreat now."

Linghu Changkong and Murong Kun retreated in the same way. They did their best to gather the soul springs they needed to improve their cultivation speed!

"Okay! Thank you Senior Brother Linghu." The disciple turned around and just left the cave, when Linghu Changkong's faint voice came from behind his ears, "Pass my order to be promoted to the first-level disciple of the Fetal Soul Realm, and try my best to find Tan Yun and Mu Mengji. Whereabouts. If the two are not found within three months, there is no need to look for them again, lest Tan Yun be promoted to the Fetal Soul Realm at that time and not his opponent."

At this moment, Linghu Changkong, who has an ancient fetal soul, is conceited. With his continuous refining of ancient soul spring cultivation, his future realm will definitely surpass Tan Yun.

If there is really no news of Tan Yun within three months, Linghu Changkong believes that as long as Tan Yun does not die, sooner or later, he will go to the city of ruins on the day when the mustard seed space-time tower is opened!

At that time, it will be Tan Yun's death!