On the island, everyone is fishing, and I am the only one who has obtained the epic talent

"Huh? Hiding at the resurrection point?

What a shameless old thing! "

Mu Yu spoke subconsciously, expressing strong condemnation of this despicable and shameless behavior.

He could see that the spirit of the weapon did not like killing, otherwise when Yang Yongxin and Li Qingci were "fighting openly and secretly", they would have been killed on the spot instead of being simply punished by thunder.

However, this spirit of the weapon did abide by the principles. The problem was that Li Qingci, who was full of tricks, how could he not contact the alliance through various means and start looking for opportunities for revenge after escaping?

There is no doubt that the people in the Heavenly Palace were happy, but Mu Yuwai suffered.

The other party's deliberate reminder clearly indicated that after he walked out of the Pseudo-God Palace safely, he would face the mixed doubles of those old foxes.

If the situation is better, the fortune teller will stand on his side and tear his face against the other side, launching a shocking demigod-level war;

If the situation is not good, I will have to reveal my cards and cause a small shock to the entire sea area.

Alas, he eventually had to face the combat power of the demigod level. After much entanglement, Mu Yu believed that this dilemma was caused by Li Qingci.

"Well, whatever..."

He sighed and secretly became furious. Things had come to this point. If he didn't make a decision, he would suffer the consequences. He had no choice but to cut the Gordian knot and choose to continue to ravage Li Qingci, and then capture or kill him.

After all, offending the Qinglian League is an established fact, and a war is inevitable anyway. Must Mu Yu have more tricks and some leverage in his hands?

"Please, senior, send me directly to the third floor."

Mu Yu bowed again and replied calmly to the weapon spirit:

"If it is a blessing, it will not be a disaster. If it is a disaster, it cannot be avoided. He has a plan, and I have a ladder to climb over the wall.

At worst, we could kidnap all the top talents from those forces. Even if they are demigod-level forces, they have to consider their future development, right?"

Mu Yu smiled evilly and said something shocking in a calm manner. Even the spirit of the weapon did not expect that this guy could be so crazy.

How bold...

A door leading to the third-floor hall slowly opened. The weapon spirit nodded, without further admonishment, and smiled as he added:

"We'll meet again if fate allows. Everything you want is on the third floor. Whether you live or die depends on fate."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Mu Yu to look back, the shadow suddenly dissipated, leaving only a slightly flickering portal.

"war!"

Mu Yu looked solemn and took a step forward. After a while, the world spun around and a magnificent golden palace came into view.

That hall, filled with restrictions and formations, was so magnificent!? Gazing up at it made one feel insignificant and helpless.

The magnificent curved arch at the entrance, the towering golden spire and the majestic stone carvings of dragons and phoenixes, each element exudes an awe-inspiring atmosphere, highlighting the magnificent charm of the Pseudo-God's Heavenly Palace.

“Is this the Pseudo-God Heavenly Palace?”

Mu Yu only took a cursory glance at the layout and design of the outer perimeter of the hall, and then he noticed geniuses like Ji Ruxue who were either resting with their eyes closed or looking at him not far away.

One, two, seven, ten... Most of the geniuses above epic level seven, including those commander-level survivors, all appeared here without exception.

Especially Li Qingci, the extremely vicious look in his eyes when Mu Yu appeared. If looks could kill, Mu Yu would have been killed long ago.

"Hey~ I haven't seen you for a few dozen minutes. You've become so messed up?"

Mu Yu spoke jokingly, not hiding his murderous intention towards Li Qingci at all.

He looked up at the sky calmly. It was a little after noon, and he estimated that there was still an 80% blessing from the arrogant sub-god Escanor.

The God-Slaying Scythe emerged from his right hand. He didn't delay and immediately activated its properties, saying ambitiously:

"Did you think you could get away with pretending to be dead? Hahaha, you didn't expect that after coming out of the Star Ascension Stairs, you would find yourself outside the third-floor hall!"

Mu Yu approached with a creepy smile, speaking step by step. His desperate attitude made Li Qingci, who was standing behind Ji Ruxue in the distance, look as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.

"Don't forget, we had a bet just now at the Ascension Stage. I just didn't expect you to be so unethical and actually try to escape as soon as you came out..."

"Is this good? This is not good! As the saying goes, debts must be paid back. It's only natural!"

The "Night Parade of One Hundred Demons" feature of the God-Destroying Scythe was triggered, and the miserable ghost shadows condensed from hundreds of souls absorbed by the Nurarihyon King suddenly twisted, howled, and became ferocious, wrapping deathly around the scythe.

"Mu Yu, don't go too far. Forgive others when you can. Let Li Qingci go now and make a good relationship with him. The Qinglian League will definitely reward you handsomely when you leave in the future!"

Ji Ruxue's thoughts were so deep. She looked at Li Qingci, who was standing beside her with a gloomy face and remained silent, and cursed him inwardly.

What a useless thing! Not only did he end up losing more than he gained, but he also lost all his face. Now that he's seriously injured and has almost no fighting power, he's become a burden. I'm afraid the agreed-upon exploration of the main hall is also cancelled.

"Not only the Qinglian Alliance, but also our Yaochi Alliance owes you a favor. How about that?"

Ji Ruxue breathed calmly, smiled and gently changed the subject.

She has always been good at judging the situation. With their current strength, they are definitely no match for Mu Yu, who is in his prime and is almost the same as Mu Yu who has just reached the 999th level of the Starry Sky Stage.

Rather than fighting to the death, it is better to retreat tactically.

The idea of ​​feigning compliance is not uncommon when dealing with geniuses. Now, use a delaying tactic to stabilize Mu Yu, and then use strong force to make Mu Yu compromise after going out... Isn't it the best of both worlds?

"Laugh, laugh, laugh! Where's your laughing password!?"

Little did they know that Ji Ruxue's plans were very good, but Mu Yu himself did not give her any face at all:

"No one has ever been able to stop me from killing someone!"

"Either you give up everything you have, or you can leave your life behind and then give up everything you have. Which is more important? It's your choice!"

"Good good..."

Li Qingci raised his head and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out. His face turned pale and he became weaker again. At this moment, he looked like a skeleton without flesh and blood, extremely weak.

After all his calculations, he never expected to capsize in the gutter of the Pseudo-God Heavenly Palace. However, the more arrogant Mu Yu is now, the more miserable his death will be after he escapes. As long as the leader of the Qinglian Alliance makes a move, Mu Yu will surely die.

With a cold snort in his heart, Li Qingci took out all the props from his backpack, except for the props for connecting and determining life and death, and threw them out:

"Since you want it, I'll give it to you!"

Mu Yu took a quick look and saw that there were indeed quite a few twelfth-level warriors. It seemed that the strong men of the Qinglian League were indeed very rich and worth squeezing out.

"It's finally over?!"

Seeing Mu Yu nodding with satisfaction, in the distance... Ji Ruxue and Li Qingci both secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Hahaha, as long as you hold on for a few more hours and get out of the Pseudo-God Palace, then you, a useless person without any support, will be made to face the reality.

Little did he know…this emotion didn’t last for more than three seconds before Mu Yu moved slightly, his sickle raised, his knife fell, and a thin line of blood, so fast that it seemed unnoticed, appeared on Li Qingci’s neck!!!