"I don't want to let it go? Why? Does a demon beast still have anything to do with the patriarch?"

Wu Gan couldn't understand.

"You guessed it right, not only has a relationship, but also has a deep relationship. The Dragon Demon King was not a demon before, but the mount of the clan leader. He followed the clan leader to fight south and north, and made a lot of contributions to the Lanwu family. He once saved the clan leader's life. Later, I don't know what happened. The Dragon Demon King suddenly escaped into the demon path and became bloodthirsty. He once killed more than a dozen core disciples of the Lanwu family overnight and specialized in human flesh. The clan leader suppressed him in anger. He taught many times, but found that the Dragon Demon King had been deeply involved in the demon. He only knew how to kill him, but he didn't care about emotions at all. Even the clan leader wanted to kill him. Thinking of his old love, he couldn't bear to get rid of it, so he threw it into the mountain stream and sealed it, named the Dragon Demon Stream. The disciples trained by the Lanwu family must not get close to the stone tablet. Once a disciple accidentally broke into the Dragon Demon Stream, all of them became the food of the Dragon Demon King's mouth, and there was no good ending."

Ling Shan said that in fact, for many people in the inner tribe, the identity of the Dragon Demon King is not a secret, but no one will talk about it on weekdays. It can be said that the Dragon Demon King is the pain in the heart of the clan leader Tang Mingshuo.

Wu Gan nodded. He could understand Tang Mingshuo's complex mood of wanting to kill but not being able to kill, and finally having to seal it. A mount that followed him to fight was like a brother who was supporting each other. He wanted to get rid of it with his own hands. How could he do it?

"Master, I understand."

Wu Gan smiled bitterly.

"So, Lin Mu must have become the food of the Jiao Demon King. It will be useless if you go to the Jiao Demon Stream. Moreover, you cannot cross the stone tablet. You can't jump down to find Lin Mu, right?"

Ling Shan said earnestly, for fear that his disciples would act irresponsible. That dragon demon king was not something that martial artists could afford.

"Disciple knows"

Wu Gan sighed and turned around and left. He, who had always been free and easy, was actually quite distracted.

"Brother Lin, you and I will fall into the same state at first sight. With your ability, you can enter the inner tribe at any time. You and I can still chat and laugh. I didn't expect that such a thing would happen. My martial arts will take over your hatred. Xiao Jianying, I will kill you. Sooner or later, I will get rid of the demon dragon with my own hands."

Wu Gan looked up at the blue sky, and a trace of murderous intent appeared in his eyes. He had not been in contact with Lin Mu for a long time, but he really regarded him as a friend.

As night falls, the breeze blows on the highest peak of the Tianmai Mountains. A beautiful figure is like a fairy in white, with a white dress swaying with the wind. His beautiful face, even the bright moonlight, cannot be scattered with it.

In the arms of the stunning woman, a gentle little marten crawled in her arms. For more than half a month, she was a little unwilling to do anything every day, and that unruly figure became clearer and clearer in her heart.

Tang Xiaohu laughed at himself, how capable she is, how talented she is, countless core genius disciples, countless young talents want to kiss her, but she is unable to get close to her, and she doesn't even look at her. The low-ranking foreign disciple, the man who only meets her, actually makes her so difficult to let go. Could it be that the other party has touched her body?

Suddenly, a white light flashed and Tang Xiaohu disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, Tang Xiaohu's figure appeared in front of the stone tablet of Jiao Mojian. This influential figure of the Lanwu family and the great manager of the foreign tribe stood in front of the stone tablet for a whole night before leaving.

In the quiet valley, Lin Mu looked calm, and the surging energy contained in the heart of the colorful lotus had begun to become gentle under the operation of the Heavenly Defeat. After such a long period of refining, the seventeenth acupoint had been completely deified.

Seventeen acupoints were like storm, thunder was heard, and the hundred thousand yuan condensation pills were swallowed continuously like capital, Lin Mu was like a bottomless pit. If this kind of promotion consumption was seen by others, he would inevitably be in shock and speechless.

However, the promotion between the Condensing Yuan Realm will consume 100,000 Condensing Yuan Alchemy. If you continue along the way, you will not know how much wealth you need to accumulate on the road to cultivation.

Lin Mu finally successfully promoted to the fourth level of Ningyuan Realm, but the energy in the heart of the colorful lotus was still not consumed, and continued to fill the 18th acupoint.

What made Lin Mu happy was that this time, the divine mirror in the sea of ​​consciousness never had any movement from beginning to end, nor did it plunder Lin Mu's energy at all. This situation also made Lin Mu understand a fact.

That is, if the energy and essence obtained by using the Great Devouring Technique will plunder 90% of the Divine Mirror without hesitation. The colorful lotus heart is a treasure of heaven and earth, and Lin Mu himself has obtained it, the Divine Mirror will not plunder it.

Lin Mu thought to himself that this great devouring technique is one with the divine mirror. Including the Heavenly Devouring Power, it all comes from the Heavenly Creation Mirror. He obtained it using the Great Devouring Technique, and the divine mirror must be separated from the most, not the Great Devouring Technique, and the divine mirror does not take any of it.

"This old man finally explained it once."

Lin Mu finally couldn't help but praise him.

Two more days later, the colorful lotus heart was finally completely refined. Lin Mu was in seclusion for nearly three days before he truly woke up. A wave of energy like a tide came out of his body, and the void in the entire valley was trembling.

The nineteen acupoints are as bright as stars, yes, only nineteen. Although the nineteen acupoints of my younger brother are a little dim compared to the other eighteen, Lin Mu practices the Heavenly Defeat, and the more difficult it is to deify the acupoints in the end. A colorful lotus heart not only allows him to perfectly advance to the fourth level of the Condensation Yuan Realm, but also deified the eighteenth one. The nineteenth one is also deified, and his cultivation directly crosses the fourth level of the Condensation Yuan Realm and reaches the peak of the fourth level of the fourth level of the Condensation Yuan Realm. From this, it can be imagined how terrifying the energy in the heart of the Condensation Yuan Realm has been.

"The Colorful Lotus King is indeed amazing. My current cultivation level should be enough to deal with Xiao Jianying."

Lin Mu's body was as tall as a mountain, and her black hair was dancing in the wind. Her originally beautiful face was full of fortitude and domineering aura that made people dare not look at it. The blood energy like a dragon gathered into a blood-colored dragon shadow, hovering above her head.

Kakka...

As soon as he clenched his fist, he made a snap sound. Lin Mu felt that at this moment, he had endless power and could break a mountain with one punch. I don’t know how much stronger it was than before he advanced.

"You boy is indeed a pervert. According to my estimate, this colorful lotus heart should be able to allow you to reach the fifth level of the Ningyuan Realm. I didn't expect that it would be one step away. Your foundation is too strong, and the future promotion will become more and more difficult. Every promotion requires huge energy as a backing."

Benben nodded. Although Lin Mu's promotion was somewhat different from what he imagined, it was quite good.

Lin Mu tidied up his clothes, a cold light passed through his eyes, and said in a cold tone: "Go away, it's time to go back."

"Hehe, I really look forward to Xiao Jianying seeing your expression again. Boy, are you planning to go to the inner tribe alone this time?"

Benben smiled and his whole body trembled. Based on his understanding of Lin Mu, the Lanwu family might be in great fun again today.

Tianmai Mountain is noon at this moment, which is the most irritating moment of the day. This is also the most peaceful time for the disciples of the Lanwu family.

"Xiao Jianying, get out of here, I, Lin Mu, are back."

Suddenly, a thunderous scream rang out from the sky, echoing endlessly, echoing throughout the Tianmai Mountain.

"Xiao Jianying, get out of here, I, Lin Mu, are back."

After a breath, the sound went from the foreign tribe to the center. Someone saw a rapid figure sweeping towards the inner tribe.

"God, what did I hear? Lin Mu"

"No, Lin Mu is not dead. How is this possible? How can he survive when he enters the Jiao Demon Stream?"

"Oh my God, he is not dead. It's not a dream. The sound just now is really Lin Mu's voice."
Chapter completed!