ha ~
The moment the golden light entered his forehead.
Tie Mian Sheng immediately sensed a destructive aura.
It flowed through the hundred meridians in his limbs and into the acupoints in his dantian.
His entire body was instantly sealed.
Whether it was his Qi, blood, or Yin energy, it was as if they had been frozen and could no longer be mobilized.
He felt such a strange situation.
Tie Miansheng's eyes widened.
His face was filled with shock and fear.
He could only let out a low growl.
"Living for more than two thousand years, is this all you have?”
Zhou Mu's gaze was like a knife, and his voice was bone-chilling.
Tie Mian Sheng seemed to have understood the mockery in his words. He became even more furious and struggled desperately.
It was a pity.
The Dao Sect's Talisman Suppression was the most effective against evil fiends like it.
The more he used his qi, blood, and demonic qi.
The more sleepy I am.
Not to mention that it was just an iron armored corpse.
Even the golden armor could not break the seal.
Unless he cultivated to the legendary Hanba level.
"What's the use of living for a long time?”
"It's better to let This Penniless Priest convert you so that you can enter Samsara as soon as possible.”
Zhou Mu's eyes turned colder as he felt the fear in Tie Miansheng's bones.
His eyes focused.
He opened his fingers and suddenly grabbed at its throat.
He didn't seem to exert any strength.
He actually lifted the demon corpse from the quicksand formation of the Earth River Carriage.
"Woo ~"
He was strangled by the throat.
Tie Miansheng's expression was even more pained.
Unfortunately, it was sealed by the talisman and did not even have the chance to struggle. It could only widen its eyes and let out a beast-like roar.
His face was filled with fear and unease.
At this moment.
It truly felt the aura of death.
Amidst the wails.
Its eyes were begging.
He tried to get Zhou Mu to let him live.
It was a pity.
At this point.
How could Zhou Mu let the tiger return to the mountain?
If it was allowed to stay here, in a few years at most, all the villagers in the surrounding villages would be killed and devoured by it.
Kacha ~
So...
Without any hesitation.
The veins on the back of Zhou Mu's hand bulged.
He suddenly exerted force.
In the quiet underground palace, only a crisp sound of bones cracking could be heard.
Tie Miansheng instantly froze. The aura of death enveloped him. In an instant, all life was lost.
Even his vertical eyes, which were filled with a demonic, ferocious, and evil light, were like extinguished candles, and were immediately covered by a deathly stillness and gray color.
What was even more shocking was that…
Iron Mask Life and Death.
The corpse quickly turned pitch-black, as if it had been soaked in ink for an entire night.
Then, his skin began to fester and turn into ashes. In the blink of an eye, only a tall skeleton was left.
Hu ~
Zhou Mu let out a long breath.
At the same time.
A familiar voice sounded in the depths of his mind.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing an Immortal Armored Corpse. Cultivation 50.”
……
"Heavens!"
At the stone steps.
Wu Sansheng looked at this scene in a daze.
He swallowed hard.
He felt a chill run down his spine.
That was a demon corpse that had lived for more than 2,000 years.
Killed just like that?
He did not even have the slightest chance to struggle.
This method was truly unbelievable.
He subconsciously tensed up.
While Wu Sansheng was afraid, he could not help but feel a little relieved.
Although he was scheming.
Fortunately, he didn't offend this person along the way.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to sleep well at the thought of making such an enemy.
……
A moment later.
Zhou Mu turned around.
He looked at Wu Sansheng, who was still in a daze.
In that instant, the latter actually felt as though he was being stared at by a ferocious beast. Cold sweat drenched his back.
However, he did not dare to say anything.
Instead, he squeezed out a smile.
"Priest Zhou, is it settled?"
Zhou Mu only nodded.
"Then…what's next?"
Even Wu Sansheng himself did not notice it.
Unknowingly, the decision had already been placed in his hands.
Wu San Ye, who had been running amok in the martial world for twenty years.
He actually lowered his voice to a nineteen-year-old young man.
If word got out, it would probably shock countless people.
In the territory of Hang City.
Speaking of Third Master Wu.
Who wouldn't turn pale when they talked about it?
This was the prestige he had built up over the past twenty years.
He only used one word.
Fist!
Otherwise, how could he suppress so many people?
There were countless people eyeing the Wu family covetously.
However, as long as he was alive, those people would not dare to move!
"Mr. Wu doesn't touch gold?"
Hearing Wu Sansheng's question, Zhou Mu's lips could not help but curl up into a smile.
"This…of course, we have to touch gold. It's a reverse fight. How can we return empty-handed?”
Wu Sansheng was stunned.
However, he came back to his senses in the next moment.
He smiled and fooled her.
"Before I came, I promised you that you could choose the funerary objects in the tomb first. I wonder if there are any that you like?”
This guy was indeed an old fox.
If it was an ordinary person.
He would definitely show his cowardice.
However, his expression remained the same.
It was as if the bronze coffin had never been opened.
"Cultivators are not interested in funerary objects. Mr. Wu, you can go and get them.”
Zhou Mu shook his head.
Seeing this.
Wu Sansheng revealed a regretful expression.
"That's really a pity. It would be impolite of me to refuse.”
As they spoke.
He quickly approached the bronze coffin, raised his lamp, and pretended to look at it seriously.
"F * ck, this is f * cking unbelievable!"
"What's wrong?"
"This coffin is even cleaner than a motherf * cking pocket. I suspect that someone came in before us and swept away all the funerary objects.”
Wu Sansheng frowned.
He could not help but curse.
Hearing his complaints, Zhou Mu just calmly looked at the backpack behind him.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.
He couldn't believe that the most valuable item in the coffin, the purple jade box, was there.
"Maybe it is."
Zhou Mu shrugged.
He chuckled noncommittally.
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