Legendary Armament Canon Chapter 385: The day after tomorrow is holy, the secret of false gods

Mu Zhixing's plan is very simple. It is to use Ge Changlong as a pathfinder to see what the pseudo-god Jintong will do with these people.

The only risk here is whether Mu Zhixing can rescue Ge Changlong after he sees the purpose of the pseudo-magic Jintong.

Ge Changlong is also thinking about this question. The guy sent by the second brother just opened his mouth and closed his mouth, but he was going to take risks with his life.

But then again, I don't seem to have any other options.

I have been imprisoned in this cage now, and I can't escape without the people sent by my second brother to save me.

This means that if you cooperate, you must cooperate, and if you don't cooperate, you must cooperate.

"If I say I don't want to, will you save me early?"

Ge Changlong wrote on the ground in front of him.

"No."

Mu Zhixing said simply and neatly.

Ge Changlong is only half of himself. When he can use him, Mu Zhixing will not be the least bit merciful.

Ge Changlong rolled his eyes, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, take risks, take risks, it seems that I don't have a chance to choose now.

At this moment, there was a sudden creaking and the door of the cave opened.

Several people who also wore colorful masks walked in. They were able to escape a few people directly from the cage, like catching chickens and catching those people out.

The rude actions of those people made Ge Changlong's heart skip a beat.

The people around seemed to be used to it. After a slight disturbance, everyone was quiet again.

After a while, Ge Changlong whispered, "Are you still there?"

No voice responded.

Ge Changlong was a little flustered. In this unfamiliar place, he was imprisoned in a cage, and he was still seriously injured.

At this time, he was the most insecure. Originally, the existence of Juzhixing could make him feel a little more secure.

Now that Mu Zhixing doesn't respond to him, how can he not panic?

The key is that he can't see the existence of Ju Zhixing either, and he doesn't know if Juzhixing is gone.

As a matter of fact, Juzhi has indeed gone.

Holding the sword of the Yuanshi God, Mu Zhixing became more daring.

As those wearing colorful masks came to arrest people, he stuck behind a person and followed them out.

I originally wanted Ge Changlong to explore the bottom, but now there is no need for Ge Changlong to take risks, and the opportunity has come!

The Yuanshi **** soldier Yu hid his sword, perfectly concealing Mu Zhixing's breath, he followed the group closely, and no one found him.

Walking through the dark mountain road for a long time, just when Mu Zhixing wondered why the pseudo-god Jintong lived in such a gloomy and dark place, suddenly, his eyes lit up, and the temperature suddenly rose.

A blaze of fire appeared in front of him, and a huge stove stood in front of him. In front of the stove, a three-eyed man sat cross-legged. The flames from the stove seemed to burn his face. generally.

He kept throwing a person into the furnace. In the firelight, his face looked extremely terrifying.

Mu Zhixing was taken aback. Before, he said that the pseudo-god Jintong was carrying out some kind of evil ritual, but it was just nonsense. I didn't expect it to be a prophecy. This guy is actually using human life to sacrifice blood for something. !

"Who!"

A bright light flashed in Jintong's eyes, and he shouted loudly.

Between Mu Zhixing's mood swings, there was a loophole in the concealment of his breath, and just such a slight fluctuation was also caught by the pseudo-god Jintong.

Before he finished speaking, the pseudo-god Jintong raised his hand and punched him in the direction of Mu Zhixing.

Mu Zhixing didn't hesitate in the slightest, the man and the sword joined together, and rushed out of the cave.

Fighting with the pseudo-Shen Jintong?

Stop dreaming!

He is Mu Zhixing, he is not even Tianzun, a master like a false **** can beat him to shreds with one move.

“Boom—”

A loud bang shook the ground.

The man with the colorful mask who just stood beside Mu Zhixing was directly punched into a mass of flesh and blood by the pseudo-god Jintong.

A dignified false god, even with a casual blow, can easily kill a Heavenly Venerate powerhouse.

Mu Zhixing was so frightened that he lost his mind, and now he knows just how terrifying the false gods are!

I'm still a little too big!

It's too late to regret now, I can only hope that Yuzangjian can hide from the perception of the pseudo-magic!

Run!

Mu Zhixing now has only one solution in mind.

Invisible to the naked eye, the fish hides the sword flying in the air, there is a way to walk, there is no way, and it goes straight through the rocks!

The sense of crisis in his heart has not disappeared, and Mu Zhixing is horrified. He knows that he has not yet gotten rid of the false supernatural powers!

"Original Warriors?"

The cold snort of the pseudo-sacred Jintong resounded in Mu Zhixing's heart, "Although the magic weapon is good, your strength is too weak. With such strength, you dare to run in front of this seat to get an axe, you just don't know how to live or die! "

“Boom—”

Before he finished speaking, there was another loud noise, and Mu Zhixing only felt a monstrous force that slammed on him.

"Pfft-"

Mujixing spewed blood from his mouth and fell from the state of the unity of the human and the sword.

His figure also appeared in the air.

If it weren't for Yuzangjian sharing most of the power of the pseudo-god Jintong's blow, Mu Zhixing would have died by now.

"You don't even have the cultivation base of Tianzun, who gave you the confidence to spy on the secrets of this seat?"

The figure of the pseudo-god Jintong appeared not far away, walking in a leisurely court, and said coldly.

His figure is somewhat illusory, and it is not the main body, but a clone.

Mu Zhixing's heart sank. The recent days have been too smooth, and he is too confident.

Shouldn't be so risky, I should have let the avatar come.

Now it's dangerous.

"Master Jintong, a misunderstanding is a misunderstanding."

Mu Zhixing squeezed a smile on his face and said, "I'm not your enemy, I'm the brother of the disciple of Tiangong Pavilion, I'm here to send you a magical weapon, Lord Jintong. "

"Oh?"

The avatar of the pseudo-god Jintong looked at Mu Zhixing with a half-smile, noncommittal.

"This is the Yuanshi God Soldier Fish Hidden Sword!"

Mu Zhixing gritted his teeth and said, at a critical moment, he can also pull down his face, no matter what, saving his life is the most important thing!

Damn, isn't he a false god? Bullshit what?

There is a brother behind you!

Looking back, I'll call my brother Zhou Shu, and the mysterious No. 1 Golden Mask Man, I can't see you tearing down your bones!

Mu Zhixing was ruthless in his heart, but the smile on his face became more sincere, "This fish hidden sword was forged by the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion, and he specially sent me here to give it to you, Lord Jintong, As a reward for requisitioning Lord Jintong from the beginning of your territory."

Mu Zhixing nodded and bowed, looking like a low-key gesture.

The false **** Jintong looked at Mu Zhixing coldly, "Do you think this zodiac is a fool?"

"When will the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion be qualified to decide the ownership of Yuanshi Divine Weapon?"

In his eyes, there was an extremely icy light, and he said coldly, "How could he possibly give Yuanshi Divine Weapon to this seat!"

"Tell me, what is the relationship between you and the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion!"

The pseudo-god Jintong exudes an incomparably powerful aura, and the aura is so oppressive that Mu Zhixing is almost out of breath.

"I—"

Mu Zhixing has difficulty breathing and is about to speak.

Suddenly, a palm stretched out out of thin air, directly holding the Yuzang sword in Mu Zhixing's hand.

"You dare!"

A look of surprise flashed across Jintong's face, and then he shouted angrily.

Before he finished speaking, a sharp sword light had already slashed down towards him.

The pseudo-god Jintong was furious, took a step forward, and threw a punch.

The sword light and the fist collided and shattered directly into countless pieces of sword energy. Those sword energy hit the stone wall of the cave, causing the stone wall to collapse.

The pseudo-god Jintong roared and knocked away the falling rocks, and then found that the **** little thief had disappeared!

He was furious, and his spiritual thoughts were like flowing water, instantly covering a radius of hundreds of miles, and every grass and tree was clearly presented in his thoughts.

But there was no trace of the little thief.

The face of the pseudo-jintong suddenly became extremely ugly.

Let him escape right under his nose!

I don't know how far it is from the base camp of the pseudo-jintong, there was a flash of light in the sky, and two figures fell out.

"Is that you?"

Mu Zhixing had lingering fears, and only then did he see that the person who saved him was the No. 1 golden-masked man whom he hadn't seen in a while.

"I said Mu Zhixing, you are too bold! With your strength, you dare to run in front of the pseudo-sacred Jintong!"

Gold Mask One complains.

"I didn't expect this old boy, Jintong, to be so powerful."

Mu Zhixing is also a little scared, "I said No. 1, why are you here?"

"Fortunately I'm here, otherwise you'd be dead."

No. 1 golden mask man said angrily, "I really convinced you, I really thought that if you have a Yuanshi magic weapon, you can go anywhere?"

"I've suffered from a lack of culture."

Mu Zhixing is also cheeky, sighing and saying, "If I had known that the pseudo-god was so much stronger than Tianzun, I wouldn't lose face in front of the pseudo-god Jintong if I killed him."

"One, thank you very much this time."

Mu Zhixing said, "By the way, that old boy, Jintong, a false god, uses people to sacrifice blood. What is he doing?"

"Forge soldiers."

The Golden Mask Man No. 1 said calmly.

"Casting soldiers? You bully me and don't understand?"

Mu Zhixing pouted and said, "Although I am not a soldier, my brother Zhou Shu is the strongest soldier in the world. I've never heard that soldiers need to be sacrificed in blood! "

"You haven't heard of it, it doesn't mean you haven't."

The No. 1 Golden Mask Man gave him a disdainful look and said, "The pseudo-god Jintong is not a soldier, so he used this sorcery."

"No, it shouldn't be difficult to ask a soldier to help him cast soldiers as a pseudo-magic master."

Mu Zhixing looked at the No. 1 Golden Mask Man and said suspiciously.

"It's not difficult, but he didn't dare to let others know about this matter, so he ended up in person."

Gold Mask Man No. 1 nodded.

Mu Zhixing scratched his head and scratched his cheeks, "What's going on, can you tell me clearly?"

"What are you in a hurry? Aren't I talking to you? I just want to tell you something, you go to inform Zhou Shu, this time, it's fun."

No. 1 Golden Mask snorted coldly.

"Let me tell you, the pseudo-god Jintong is using the method of blood sacrifice to forge a powerful magic weapon. If he succeeds, no one will be his opponent among the pseudo-gods."

"A magic weapon, can it have such a great effect?"

Mu Zhixing frowned.

"What do you think? The pseudo-god Jintong itself is a strong man among the pseudo-gods. If there is an unparalleled magic weapon, it will not be a problem for him to become the number one pseudo-god."

Gold Mask Man #1 said, "You don't have to worry about him, you just need to know about it."

"The pseudo-god Jintong wants to become the first person to be a pseudo-god, and then go one step further and become holy!"

"The day after tomorrow is holy?"

Juji-sung was even more surprised.

After coming to this world behind the door, he has always heard about the divine, but he is also at a loss as to what the divine is.

He left Tongguan City this time, and another task was to inquire about the sacred name.

It's just that until now, he hasn't heard of a sacred name.

"That's right."

No. 1 Golden Mask Man's eyes are extremely serious, and he said solemnly, "It is rumored that if you collect three thousand spiritual fruits, and then consume them, you can become an acquired holy."

"A spiritual fruit is born once every 100,000 years, and the last time a spiritual fruit was born was 100,000 years ago."

The No. 1 Golden Mask Man did not have the opportunity to ask Mu Zhixing any questions, and continued, "Pseudo-magic powers, just want to seize the opportunity of the birth of this spiritual fruit and become the acquired divine!"

"To become an acquired god, he must get three thousand spiritual fruits. You must know that all false gods are robbing spiritual fruits. If Jintong wants to get three thousand spiritual fruits, he must defeat all the false gods. A false god."

"I see."

Mu Zhixing suddenly realized.

"He used this sorcery to create a magic weapon, just to use this magic weapon to defeat other false gods, and then grab three thousand spiritual fruits!"

"This old boy has great ambitions!"

"That's right, the day after tomorrow is holy, that's holy, and this step is the difference between heaven and earth."

The No. 1 Golden Mask Man nodded, "Originally, the pseudo-Shen Jintong wanted to cooperate with the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion, but then they didn't know what happened, and the two turned against each other."

"I suspect that the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion has already died under the hands of the pseudo-god Jintong!"

The Golden Mask Man No. 1 released a piece of news that shocked Ju Zhixing.

"Fuck!"

Mu Zhixing patted his thigh, "I said why when I mentioned Tiangong Pavilion's pavilion master, why did the pseudo-god Jintong react like that!"

"It turns out that he knew for a long time that the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion was already dead, and it was impossible to forge the Yuanshi Divine Weapon, and it was impossible to give him the Yuanshi Divine Weapon!"

Mu Zhixing said cursingly.

"If you say that, Zhou Shu will not be able to deceive this pseudo-magic master with his identity as a disciple of Tiangong Pavilion's pavilion master."

Mu Zhixing pondered.

They have a foothold in Tongguan City, relying on Zhou Shu's use of this identity to swindle and deceive them.

It now appears that the pseudo-magic won't be fooled at all.

"Not necessarily."

The Golden Mask Man No. 1 shook his head and said, "The pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion may have been killed by him, but he is not sure whether the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion has any disciples left behind, but whether he believes it or not, wait for him. After completing the casting of this magical weapon, the first thing he has to do is to cut the grass and roots!"

"So, Lao Zhou is still in danger?"

Mu Zhixing frowned.

"Yes, if the pseudo-magic Jintong can successfully cast a magic weapon, he will definitely kill Zhou Shu."

Gold Mask Man #1 said, "So you have to bring this news back."

"Is there a way to stop the pseudo-magic?"

Mu Zhixing said in a deep voice, "If we rescue all his sacrifices, won't he succeed?"

“How much can we save?”

No. 1 Golden Mask Man shook his head and said, "The pseudo-god Jintong has countless masters, and some people help him find sacrifices. We can save one, but we can't save all of them. In the end, it's useless."

"Unless the news is made public, the pseudo-god Jintong becomes the target of public criticism, and other pseudo-gods swarm to attack him, otherwise he will not be able to stop him."

One Golden Mask said.

"Then make it public, why are you hesitating? What a face to that old thing!"

Kujixing hurriedly said.

"Useless."

No. 1 Golden Mask Man shook his head and said, "Do you think Jintong is the only one who wants to become holy in the future? Jintong is preparing the means, and the other pseudo-gods are not idle either. For these pseudo-gods , to kill a few people, it doesn't matter at all, no one will take it too seriously."

"Why do you think the false gods in the world haven't moved yet? They are all secretly preparing their power. The birth of the spiritual fruit is a crisis and an opportunity for all false gods!"

One Gold Mask sighed.

"This won't work, that won't work, so what else can we do? Do we have to sit still?"

Mu Zhixing frowned.

Zhou Shu is the backbone of these people. They can gain a foothold in this world and rely on Zhou Shu's ability. If something happens to Zhou Shu, they will fall apart immediately.

Even if I don't say this, from the perspective of personal friendship, Ju Zhixing will not watch Zhou Shu's accident.

"I can't help it."

The No. 1 Golden Mask Man shook his head, "I just bring you the news, you bring the news to Zhou Shu, how to deal with it is entirely up to him."

"I think he should have a way."

The No. 1 Golden Mask Man said, "By the way, I also got a piece of news that the first spiritual fruit has been born, in Tongguan City."

"Already born?"

Mu Zhixing frowned and said, when he left Tongguan City, there was no trace of the fruit.

"So no matter from which point of view ~IndoMTL.com~ Lao Zhou is in danger, if you don't kill the pseudo-jintong, the pseudo-jintong will have to kill him."

Mu Zhixing sighed, "I don't know what kind of physique Lao Zhou has, so he can provoke the enemy."

"Don't talk about the second child, the boss, you are not bad, you don't even have the strength of Tianzun, so you dare to run in front of the false gods."

Gold Mask Man No. 1 said, "I'm leaving, you hurry up and pass the news back, and don't go to the fake Shentong again, even if there is a fish and a sword, you are definitely not his opponent! "

After speaking, the No. 1 Golden Mask Man returned the Yuzang Sword to Mu Zhixing, jumped up, and disappeared into the void.

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