My Master is a Bug

Remember [New] for a second,! Ji Wubian's spiritual sense torn apart by Fang Mu has not recovered, so he should not have forced a fortune-telling.

But in the face of **** hair, he has no room for rejection at all.

In order to calculate this result, his immortal mountain has completely collapsed, and even his spiritual consciousness has been torn apart again.

Now the spiritual consciousness in Ji Wubian's heart is madly warning, but he does not dare to show the slightest, and can only wait silently for the next disposal.

I don't know how long it took before Han Chengyun stopped the deduction.

He directly set his eyes on Ji Wubian and asked, "How many chess pieces do you have in Canglang Realm?"

Although Ji Boundless was trembling in his heart, he didn't show the slightest on his face.

With a respectful look on his face, he said: "Hui Mojun, there are two others, both of them are spiritual practitioners of detachment.

It's just that I've lost contact with these two pawns.

If you want to reactivate, you also need to rely on the power of the devil. "

Without waiting for Han Chengyun to finish sending, Xuefa smiled and said:

"Two pawns are enough.

As long as it is used well, it is enough to devour tens of thousands of spiritual consciousness in an instant and leave a demon seed in the realm.

When the time comes, I'll see how the guardian responds! "

After he finished speaking, he turned to Xinghuan and said:

"The plan has changed, you immediately change the infiltration method and let my demonic energy penetrate into those two pieces.

Also, I want you to always have the means to explode.

When the two pieces are activated, I will forcibly enter the Canglang Realm. "

At this time, Starlink has also completed the deduction.

Although he felt that doing so seemed risky, this plan did not require him to enter the Canglang Realm.

This reassured him a lot.

Xinghuan glanced at Han Chengyun, and seeing that he had no objection, he took out a bag of bone meal from his arms.

This bag of bone powder does not contain too strong demonic energy.

However, under the control of Xinghuan, all these bone powder penetrated into the boundary wall of Canglang Realm.

…

In Canglang Realm, Fang Mu, who was tempering himself with the power of heaven and earth, suddenly opened his eyes.

Just now, his spiritual sense was faintly alert.

However, he did not feel any obvious changes in the void.

The void on the opposite side was still calm.

Fang Mu frowned slightly and murmured, "Could it be that the Heavenly Demon on the opposite side changed his plan?

But what else can they do other than force their way..."

After thinking for a while, his eyes could not help but fall to the distant Canglang Realm.

In this world, the only place where he can be regarded as a weak spot is the Canglang Realm.

If the Canglang Realm he worked so hard to manage is destroyed, his resonance with the heavens and the earth will definitely be weakened by several grades.

‘Could it be that they have a way to directly invade the Canglang Realm?

But now doesn't seem like a good time...'

Fang Mu's eyes instantly penetrated the endless void and landed on the heaven and earth in the circle of the sky.

At this time, the Canglang Realm was full of people, and excited players were everywhere.

Because the first Sword Trial Conference after the reshaping of the world is about to begin.

Millions of players have poured into the Canglang Realm.

These excited players are extremely active mentally.

The strong spiritual power gathered into a purple cloud in the center of Canglang Realm.

As more and more players poured in, the purple clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker.

Later, the rich purple clouds had a tendency to spread outward from the Canglang Continent.

On the adjacent continents, you can clearly see the purple cloud that is soaring into the sky.

Even in the farther Heaven and Ghost Realm, one could faintly feel the spiritual fluctuations emanating from the center of the continent.

Such a beautiful scene almost shocked all the high-level monks in the entire Canglang Realm.

Some good people came to the Blue Wolf Continent a few days ago, preparing to take a look at the scenery.

Among these people, Jiang Taichu, the first cultivator of the Heavenly Spirit Realm in Canglang Realm, was included.

Jiang Taichu relied on Fang Mu's opportunity to reshape the world and forced his entry into the Heavenly Spirit Realm, and his progress in cultivation alone was rather slow, so he was very interested in various visions of heaven and earth.

After hearing that Fang Mu made another big move, he came to the outside of Zhitian Mountain early and recommended himself to be the top cultivator to maintain order.

As early as a few days ago, he had already imagined the grand scene of millions of monks pouring in together.

But when these millions of players really appeared in front of his eyes, he was still shocked.

In fact, only hundreds of thousands of players gathered near Zhitian Mountain, and the rest were shunted to other sub-arenas.

Even so, these players easily covered the plains at the foot of Zhitian Mountain.

The spiritual power emitted by hundreds of thousands of players gathered together, and an inexplicable coercion was born.

This coercion was different from that of a high-level cultivator, but it was unusually heavy, covering the Tianshan Mountains for hundreds of miles.

It was the first time Jiang Taichu felt this kind of coercion that was somewhat similar to Tianwei.

Under this inexplicable pressure, he could not control the spiritual energy in his body.

Several times in a row, the spiritual energy in his body almost flowed with the change of this pressure.

Just when he once again forcibly stabilized the spiritual energy around him, he unexpectedly found that there was a trace of the same breath in the crowd.

'This is... devilish energy? ’

Jiang Taichu was stunned for a moment, and then he looked in the direction where the same breath appeared.

However, as far as he could see, there were black players.

He glanced at it for a long time, but he didn't find the same breath as before.

'Is there something wrong with my perception?

Or, some of this group of players have gone the magic way? ’

Jiang Taichu frowned and looked away.

Although the wisp of magic energy just now was a little strange, it was very weak and did not cause him any warning signs.

So his eyes just swept away, and he turned his attention to other places.

This time, he is responsible for the entire area of ​​the realm, and his attention cannot be occupied by a certain detail for a long time.

When Jiang Taichu's perception dissipated, a young man secretly felt a cold sweat in the place where the wisp of demonic energy had just appeared.

The young man looked unremarkable.

His aura is also the same as that of an ordinary Netherworld cultivator, and there is nothing special about him.

But hidden under this breath, is a deep sense of detachment.

If Jiang Taichu had just checked it out~www.wuxiaspot.com~, he would probably recognize that this person was Meng Busheng who had fought against Chen Qianjie!

This detachment monk is a chess piece left by Ji Wubian.

For hundreds of thousands of years, Meng Busheng had lived quite peacefully, almost forgetting the identity of his chess piece.

Although there have been many incidents in the recent period, almost every time is accompanied by the fall of the immortal.

This has changed Meng Busheng's attitude towards immortals.

But just as he was pondering whether he could reintegrate into this world, the seeds buried in his body finally erupted.

Along with it, there was a terrifying magic energy.

This detached monk who had been stable for hundreds of thousands of years was immediately paralyzed by fright.

But the demonic aura that gave off a strong **** smell didn't give him the time to be afraid at all.

After just a moment, he was completely corroded by demonic energy.

Under the guidance of Blood Hair, he transformed into a player from Earth and sneaked into the arena!