Secret World Chapter 210 He, Tui!

"???"

Mu Wenxuan was still confused until his head fell.

Why?

He had said everything, why did they kill him? ?

Zhang Yun looked indifferent.

As early as the exchange meeting between the two sects, he had already sentenced him to death. He didn't make a move before, just because he didn't have the opportunity.

Collected Mu Wenxuan's body.

At the same time, he waved his hand and took Xu Ming and others who were still trapped in the illusion formation into the Immortal Treasure Pavilion.

He looked at Lin Tiandong, who was firmly sealed in the corner by the seal energy.

Seeing him looking over, Lin Tiandong's face turned pale.

Fear.

This was his only feeling at the moment.

First, the withered demon clone, and then the soul shadow of the second pavilion master of the Southern Treasure Pavilion. Facing two such existences in succession, Zhang Yun actually killed them easily. This strength has completely exceeded his imagination.

Zhang Yun didn't waste time talking to him, and directly knocked him unconscious and threw him into the Immortal Treasure Pavilion.

He didn't kill him, but was going to leave him to Xu Ming.

He looked at Wu Haihai in his arms and smiled softly: "Haihai, I have something to deal with. I'll take you to a place now. Can you stay there for a while?"

"Ya ... "Here..."

After scanning the surroundings, Zhang Yun locked onto a direction.

With the help of the withered demon clone that had just transformed, he could clearly feel a similar breath.

There was undoubtedly the withered demon there!

He immediately rushed towards it.

Although the withered demon was in the Refining Void Stage in its heyday, it has been sealed for a thousand years, and its strength is estimated to be only one tenth of what it is now.

Zhang Yun could see this from the strength of the other party's clone.

In addition, the withered immortal power obviously has a natural suppressive ability against the withered demon!

As a gift from the withered immortal, this withered demon must be taken down.

Just in case, Zhang Yun still took a white lotus and held a petal in his mouth.

This is the top-grade spiritual medicine Ren Wang Lian obtained in the Immortal Fate Mansion before. It contains a powerful purifying power and has a strong suppressive effect on the demonic energy.

The withered demon energy is formed by withered power and demonic energy. Zhang Yun is not afraid of withered power, but he still has to be a little cautious about the demonic energy.

After a few minutes.

Zhang Yun came to a gloomy corridor.

Swish, swish, swish!!

As soon as he approached, black vines filled with demonic energy swept towards him.

Swish!

He raised his hand and held the Wild Night Sword, and a wave of sword energy was released, and a row of black vines were neatly broken.

Zhang Yun held the sword in his right hand and stepped into the corridor step by step.

Along the way, demonic energy, withered power, black vines...all kinds of attacks continued to emerge.

Swish, swish, swish!!

But under the sword lights he danced, they all collapsed.

"Human, retreat immediately. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!!"

As Zhang Yun went deeper into the corridor, the withered demon could no longer sit still and shouted coldly.

But Zhang Yun's steps were still moving forward.

"Looking for death!"

The withered demon shouted coldly.

In the corridor ahead, a large amount of withered power demonic energy burst out, and countless black vines emerged from the surrounding walls and danced wildly.

Zhang Yun directly cut through the vines with a wave of sword energy, and locked his eyes on the front.

"Found you!"

He held the command brush in his left hand and wrote the word "speed".

Zila!

His whole body suddenly shot forward like a flash of lightning.

A large number of black vines emerged around him and swung down at him.

But as soon as these black vines approached him, they were cut off by the sword energy he pulled up along the way.

Zhang Yun quickly came to a wall in the corridor, and the sword energy in his hand was stretched out and cut forward.

Boom!

But a barrier formed by withered power and demonic energy blocked his sword energy.

"Human, you are looking for death!!"

On the wall, an angry withered face appeared, and a large amount of demonic energy and withered power surged around him.

Zhang Yun opened his mouth suddenly when he saw this.

He, tui!

He spat a mouthful of saliva directly onto the face of the withered man.

The withered demon was confused.

What does it mean?

Spit on it?

“Not good!”

But the next second, its expression suddenly changed, because the saliva contained the powerful purifying power of the lotus.

The demonic energy that had just condensed was immediately purified.

Without waiting for the withered demon to react, Zhang Yun gathered a few strands of withered immortal power in his left hand and directly pressed his palm on his face.

"Stop!"

The withered demon's expression changed drastically.

But how could Zhang Yun care about it?

Super invincible withered absorption technique, running!

"Ahhhh--!"

Accompanied by a shrill scream, the withered demon's face twisted instantly.

Soon, under Zhang Yun's gaze, a withered tree with black lines all over the body appeared in the wall in front of him.

This is obviously the body of the withered demon!

Under the super invincible withered absorption technique, the withered tree quickly turned into large strands of withered power.

"What a large amount!"

The amazing density of withered power energy shocked Zhang Yun's expression, and he hurriedly sat down cross-legged and began to absorb and fuse with all his strength.

Tens of thousands of strands of withered power merged.

One strand, two strands, three strands...

In just a few minutes, dozens of strands of withered immortal power were fused. However, this is just the beginning!

…

In the northern land area of ​​Nanxingzhou, in a loft in the center of a prosperous city.

“Asshole!!”

A roar suddenly rang out.

Everyone in the loft was startled, and many people looked at the top of the loft in astonishment.

They all knew that this was the voice of their second loft master, Gu Chuan.

Wasn’t the other party in seclusion? Why did he suddenly roar?

At the top of the loft, a seclusion room opened its door at this moment.

A middle-aged man with long hair and gorgeous clothes, a majestic face, but now full of gloom walked out.

It was the second loft master of the Southern Treasure Pavilion, Gu Chuan!

“Twelve Guards!”

He called out.

Outside the room where the retreat room was located, twelve figures immediately entered and knelt in front of Gu Chuan in unison, "Please give orders, Pavilion Master!"

"Go and bring all those who are related to Mu Wenxuan, regardless of their status, to the main pavilion for detention!"

Gu Chuan said in a deep voice: "Those who resist will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes, Pavilion Master!"

The twelve guards all looked dignified, and responded in unison, bowing and leaving the room.

"Qing Yi!"

Gu Chuan continued to speak.

In the corner of the room, a middle-aged man in Qing Yi appeared.

Gu Chuan asked, "Where is Mu Wenxuan?"

The middle-aged man in Qing Yi looked dignified.

As Gu Chuan's personal bodyguard, he knew the former very well.

As a disciple, Mu Wenxuan was usually called "Xuan Er" or "Wen Xuan" by Gu Chuan. But now he called him by his name...

"Pavilion Master, the young pavilion is in the immortal secret realm!"

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