Tyrant Immortal Master

There are no large monsters in the Starfall Forest. The general monks come here mainly to collect elixir and crack the formations everywhere, and to see all kinds of poisonous miasma and haze.

Mu Yue didn't like phantom formations, not because he was afraid, but because most phantom formations had to use his brains to break through... Compared with using his brains, he preferred to use his fists directly, so he only entered various offensive and defensive formations with Xu Ziyu.

"This formation is too weak, and it's not interesting at all." Mu Yue broke through another offensive formation, but he didn't even mess up his hair. He felt that the feeling of breaking through levels in the playground was really boring.

There is a stone tablet next to each formation, and each stone tablet will write what formation the formation here is. How is this different from the game of breaking through the level?

Although Xu Ziyu also felt that these formations were meaningless, but he, who was in the Nascent Soul stage, could come and go here freely. Why did those monks in the distraction stage and the fusion stage perish here?

Unexpectedly, before he could say this thought, he who was suspended in mid-air suddenly felt his body sink and fell straight down. He yelled, but the sound could not come out of his mouth. He looked at Mu Mu. With his back turned to him, Yue continued to fly forward, his eyes fell into a big hole that suddenly appeared on the ground, the hole closed quickly in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see anything immediately.

Xu Ziyu hurriedly wanted to mobilize his spiritual power again, but the spiritual power seemed to have disappeared. He kept falling, and he didn't know how long it had passed. He only heard a loud "gudong" with an echo, and he had already fallen into the into a huge quagmire.

There were all kinds of rotten smells around him, and his heart sank immediately. This smell was the smell of a rotting corpse, but for some reason, all the spiritual power in his body had disappeared, even the spiritual power to maintain his body was gone. He couldn't see anything in the dark, so he didn't know whether these corpses belonged to people or monsters.

The most urgent task now is to quickly restore the spiritual power, but not only can't feel the spiritual power in his body, he can't even find the location of his own purple mansion.

A person's purple mansion is between the two eyebrows. Even an ordinary person can feel a slight numbness in his forehead when he closes his eyes and feels it carefully. That is the location of the purple mansion. However, the purple mansion of ordinary people is closed. , Only when you have cultivated to a certain level can you open the mansion.

But now Xu Ziyu couldn't feel Zifu at all, as if the position between his eyebrows was blank.

Xu Ziyu couldn't help feeling a little anxious. He couldn't help touching the center of his brow with his hand, not understanding what happened in Zifu, but he quickly put his hand down because his hands were covered with mud. His face was covered with mud.

At this moment, he seemed to hear someone shout: "Is there anyone alive? Is there anyone alive inside?"

He froze for a moment because it was not Mu Yue's voice.

Anyone else here?

Xu Ziyu thought for a while and shouted: "Yes, there are still people here."

Although I don't know who that voice is, but he has no spiritual power now, anyone in the Xingluo Forest can kill him, there is no need to deliberately make a sound, since he deliberately made a sound to attract his attention, there must be someone What kind of attempt, in order not to be trapped in this dark quagmire, he must go out first.

However, just as he made a sound, there was suddenly some light around him. Although it was not obvious, he could vaguely see something.

Not more than two meters away from him, what caught his eyes was a face that was dying, but what puzzled him was that something seemed to be smeared on that face, not the mud in the pit, but something like What kind of paint is it? At first glance, I thought it was a monster. Only when I looked closely did I find that it was clearly a human being.

At this time, the voice shouted again: "Tell me your location, we can't find your location."

position?

Xu Ziyu looked around for a while. At this time, his eyes were basically used to this extremely dark environment. What surprised him was that this place seemed to be a wooden house with an area of ​​about ten square meters, surrounded by messy branches.

But inside the wooden house is another huge pit, about three to four meters high, filled with mud as high as half a person. In the mud pit, apart from the corpse he saw before, there seems to be a lot of people not far away. There are several corpses, all of them should be young and strong men.

He looked around, and finally saw a door on one wall, because it was made of the same material as the surrounding walls, so it couldn't be seen without looking carefully.

What is this place?

"I'm in a mud pool in a room." Xu Ziyu thought for a while, although the mud was only half the height of a person, but the mud was so thick that he couldn't move at all, so he had to answer the man loudly.

After a long time, he heard the sound of someone running outside. There seemed to be three or four sounds. After a while, the wooden door was kicked open, and a fire light came in from outside.

"Where is the man?" asked a man standing at the door holding a torch.

Because he was always in the dark, Xu Ziyu squinted his eyes to see the person at the door clearly, but he only saw a black, tall and strong figure.

"Speak! Is there anyone here?" the man shouted again.

Xu Ziyu had no choice but to raise his hand and said, "Here, here I am, I'm trapped in the mud and I can't move."

The man stretched the torch inside, and the flames shone on Xu Ziyu's body, then he turned his head and shouted to the outside: "Bring a rope, there is a little black boy alive here."

Little black boy?

Xu Ziyu didn't realize what the man was talking about for a while, but he saw someone handed him a roll of rope, and the man threw one end of the rope in front of him with a casual flick, and jumped on the ground, jumping directly In the mud puddle, the mud had barely reached his thighs.

At this time, Xu Ziyu suddenly realized why he always felt so awkward when he saw that person appearing before. The height of this person...

With a sudden jump in his heart, he put his hands in front of him and looked at the flames, this... This hand is wrong!It's not his hand!Although these hands are dry and thin now, they are clearly a pair of young children's hands!

and……

Xu Ziyu turned his hand up and down. Although the palm was stained with a lot of mud, it was still white, but the back of the hand was black!

He was staring at his hand in a daze, when the tall figure had already walked over, it took a little effort to pull him out of the mud, and then walked back with one hand supporting him.

Xu Ziyu turned his head to look at the tall man. The man's face was also colorfully painted. It looked a little scary under the firelight. He couldn't help touching the man's face with his hands. Sure enough, those colorful The color is slightly distorted.

Seeing that the little black boy was not afraid of him and dared to touch his face, the man suddenly felt that the boy was interesting, turned his head and smiled at Xu Ziyu, only his big white teeth could be seen in the firelight.

Xu Ziyu also smiled inexplicably. This place must be an illusion. Although he didn't know how he got in, the man in the rough clothes in front of him...may be the master, but he became the little boy that the master said before. black.

If you want to crack the illusion, you must know what kind of illusion the illusion is, and then find the eye to crack it.

Walking all the way to the edge of the mud pit, the man untied his vest, tied the black and thin Xu Ziyu in his arms, pulled the rope and climbed up.

"Hey, this little black boy is really skinny, these bastards even kill children, what a fucking beast." A yellow-haired man stood at the door, looked at Xu Ziyu for a while, and then said to the man: "Next Is there anyone alive?"

The man holding Xu Ziyu replied, "They're all dead."

The yellow-haired man patted Xu Ziyu's head, took out something from his trouser pocket, peeled off the silver wrapping paper, and stuffed a black thing inside into his mouth.

Because there was no spiritual support on his body, Xu Ziyu's reaction was much slower than before. The black thing was stuffed into his mouth, and he just wanted to turn his head to avoid it, but a strange smell came to his nose. This should be some kind of food.

Xu Ziyu carefully held the black thing in his mouth. Although it looked ugly, it was sweet and fragrant when it entered his mouth, and it also had a bitter taste that was not unpleasant. He couldn't help but looked up at the yellow hair man.

"Eat it, this sugary one is all I have left." The blond-haired man smiled.

The man holding Xu Ziyu seemed a little taciturn, but upon hearing this, he took out a few pieces from his trouser pocket and patted them in the arms of the yellow-haired man, saying, "I don't like sweet ones, these are for you."

"Mu, hello!" The yellow-haired man put his arms around the man's neck and walked out together with him.

Xu Ziyu's conjecture was correct, the mud pit just now was indeed in a wooden house, and this wooden house was in a dark and dense forest, surrounded by dozens of wooden houses with similar appearance, a dozen tall and strong men with strange clothes on their backs With a backpack and a strange weapon hanging on his chest, he was searching from room to room.

"There are only two alive, and one needs to be carried away." A bald man walked over and said to the yellow-haired man, "Captain, it's going to be dark soon, do we need to retreat immediately?"

The captain pondered for a while, and then shouted to the people behind him: "Go get a stretcher, carry the wounded on it, and then retreat." He thought for a while, and then said to the man named Mu: "This little black man The child will be handed over to you."

Mu nodded, glanced at the small head protruding from the vest, put on the rucksack that had been thrown on the ground before, and followed behind the team silently.

Xu Ziyu looked up at the man's stubble-covered chin, stretched out his hand and pressed it against his strong chest.

Mu?Could this really be Master?