Spiritual Recovery: The Strongest Replication System

This old man is actually sucking the spiritual power of the Four Immortals!
When Qin Mu realized this, he tried to cut off the vine again, wanting to step forward to stop it.

But this time, the vines suddenly became tougher just like the old man whose spiritual power had skyrocketed.

Qin Mu made four or five strikes in succession, but failed to completely cut it off. Instead, it seemed to have a sign, and it entangled towards Qin Mu even more fiercely.

"Young man, you don't need to do useless work." The old man noticed Qin Mu's behavior, not only did not take it seriously at all, but also taunted him: "What do you think you can do now? Ants should recognize their own Location."

Hearing this, Fang Qing, who was hiding in the bushes looking for an opportunity, was very annoyed. He erected the spikes on his body and endured it for a long time before he did not make a move immediately.

Just a second before Qin Mu tried to use more spiritual power to distract the old man's attention and challenge Master Yuanrong, Fang Qing suddenly acted.

Whether it was the light on the stone or the formation that was running, it was obvious that it had stagnated.

Fang Qing seized this opportunity, murmured spells, and squeezed the hedgehog's sharp claws.

The surrounding white mist suddenly gathered, completely covering the formation in an instant.

Fang Qing knew that his strength was not enough, so he used tricks to borrow his strength.

"How could this happen?!" The spiritual power stopped flowing to the old man, and his soaring spiritual power stopped, in exchange for a shocked shout: "Who?! Who is playing tricks?!"

"Break!" Fang Qing used all his strength when his voice fell.

Meng Chan, who was completely under control, shuddered, and his eyes gradually cleared up.

Meng Chan was the closest to the old man. The moment he woke up, he immediately crawled towards the old man.

At this moment, the old man's heart and eyes were full of his interrupted formation, he stared blankly at the direction of the formation, and kept muttering in his mouth.

The voice was too low, and Qin Mu couldn't hear what he was muttering clearly.

This weird little old man didn't react until Meng Chandu came to his side.

Meng Chan simply stretched his tail towards him, intending to wrap his whole body around him.

But at this moment, the old man came to his senses after he realized it. He turned around suddenly and looked at the head of the huge boa constrictor.

Then the old man raised his hand towards Meng Chan, and hit Meng Chan with his palm.

A violent palm wind came towards him, Meng Chan paused, and immediately retreated.

But even so, he was hit in the head, and Chaos almost ran into a tree trunk as he fled.

From such a brief exchange of hands, Qin Mu could see that Meng Chan's strength had dropped significantly, and thus confirmed that the old man had indeed absorbed part of the spiritual power of the Four Immortals.

Meng Chan quickly fled back to Qin Mu's side, just as he was about to help Qin Mu escape, the old man waved his palm again in the air.

The sharp palm wind hit directly on the face, and after confirming that Qin Mu would not be hurt, Meng Chan rolled on the spot and barely avoided it.

Although Qin Mu said that he was not hurt by this palm, the wind of the palm still grazed his cheeks, causing bursts of tingling pain.

If he was hit by a palm from the front, he would probably be seriously injured.

The reason why these power-enhancing evil methods attract many people to death is because it is fast enough, and it also makes people feel that their own strength is rapidly improving, like an invincible hand.

Fortunately, Qin Mu's mind is firm enough to endure such negative temptations.

Otherwise, he who owns the evil dragon can use evil methods to improve his strength very quickly.

"You old bastard!" Meng Chan was so angry that he got a headache from the continuous moves, and he cursed loudly like Xiaoyue. Although it didn't have any real effect, he felt much more comfortable.

Fang Qing, who interrupted the formation, didn't show up at this time, instead he hid himself even deeper.

Originally, his cultivation base was not high, and he tried his best to interrupt the formation. Now Fang Qing can even be said to be powerless to fight back.

"Put me down quickly!" Seeing Meng Chan's blind dodging, Qin Mu was already very anxious, and couldn't help but speak out when Meng Chan brushed past him again.

Meng Chan felt bitter in his heart, and was too embarrassed to tell Qin Mu.

He brushed past Qin Mu several times in succession, originally with the idea of ​​helping Qin Mu escape, but the old man's offensive was so fierce that he couldn't spare any time.

Seeing this, Fang Qing in the bushes hurriedly blew on the old man.

As soon as the breath was blown out, the old man immediately raised his hand and rubbed it as if he was fascinated.

Meng Chan also seized this opportunity and hastily untied Qin Mu.

After Qin Mu got his freedom, he first untied Xiaoyue beside him, and then asked Xiaoyue to help Master Yuanrong, while he himself helped Zhang Yi, who was already anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

Everyone had already escaped in the blink of an eye, and they were not so passive facing the weird old man in front of them.

At this time, Meng Chan also gained some confidence, he simply stopped, and the old man slapped him again, both Qin Mu and Master Yuanrong helped Meng Chan block the move at the same time.

Such behavior seemed to anger the old man, and he suddenly looked up at everyone.

Only then did Qin Mu realize that the old man's eyes were red, he was panting continuously, and his hands seemed to be shaking.

This scene gave Qin Mu a sense of proportion.

He instantly understood why the old man was so angry that he lost his mind after the formation was cracked by Fang Qing.

It's probably because of this formation, once it starts, it can't end, otherwise it will cause some damage to the old man.

The old man is almost insane now.

Qin Musheng was afraid that he would not be able to figure it out and choose who to die with, so he quickly reminded him: "This guy has gone crazy!"

The voice just fell, and a palm came.

Qin Mu turned sideways to dodge.

The wind of the palm fell to the ground, forcefully blasting the ground into a big deep hole.

The situation is not good, you have to find a chance to get out.

Qin Mu took a look at Master Yuanrong and Meng Chan, and when they met each other's eyes, they both knew what they were doing.

Meng Chan swung his tail violently towards the old man, and at the same time Qin Mu shot out an air blade.

Master Yuanrong grabbed Xiaoyue's wrist, turned the beads in his hand, and quickly led the people back.

After sweeping out a tail, the snake tail that Meng Tang retrieved flew past Qin Mu. Qin Mu, who was already prepared, hurriedly grabbed the snake tail, and Meng Tang led him to confront Master Yuanrong.

Master Yuanrong let out a low cry, and exerted force on his hands, revealing the golden spiritual power, helping Xiaoyue to sit on Meng Chan's back.

Master Yuanrong, on the other hand, quickly walked towards the old man.

On the surface, he wanted to stand with the old man, but in fact he planned to take the opportunity to pick Fang Qing up.

But the old man, who had been delirious all this time, didn't know what happened, his eyes suddenly cleared up for a moment, and then he turned to the bushes where Fang Qing was hiding.

Fang Qing just looked up and met the eyes of the old man. He shuddered, turned and ran away.

The old man sneered, and stepped forward a few steps, at a speed that could be said to be flying in mid-air.

As soon as he raised his hand, Qin Mu's heart skipped a beat, and he eagerly rolled over from Meng Ceng's back and hurried back.

Master Yuanrong saw that he couldn't keep up with his steps, so he threw out the Buddhist beads in his hand.

The Buddha beads hit the old man and knocked him back a few steps, but the old man still waved his palm at Fang Qing.

This palm was a little crooked, and it hit the ground beside Fang Qing, causing landslides and ground cracks in an instant.

Fang Qing was hit by the remaining spiritual power. He was originally a light hedgehog, but he was shot more than ten meters away, broke two big trees, and finally made a depression in the mountain.

The old man refused to give up, and chased after him again. Master Yuanrong's prayer beads had just brought Fang Qing out of the mountain.

Another palm strike!
Meng Tang arrived just in time, and with a curl of the snake's tail, Fang Qingjuan was moved away from the position where the palm wind was attacking, and Master Yuanrong sat on Meng Tang's back.

Fang Qing was hugged by Xiaoyue, he vomited blood and almost lost consciousness.

With the sound of Xiaoyue's sobs, Meng Chan also rushed out of the white mist, moving forward with no destination at all.

When Meng Chan stopped, no one knew where they were.

Xiaoyue had already cried until her eyes were red and swollen. On the way, Qin Mu and Master Yuanrong kept trying to heal Fang Qing's injuries.

Even Zhang Yi, who has always been dull, realized something was wrong.

Master Yuanrong's bowl was on top of Fang Qing's head, and he had almost lost his breath.