"It is your honor to die at my hands, the eighth disciple of the Lord of My Birth, a serpent."

A dazzling spear began to condense in the hands of the snake-headed saint.

"Spear again?"

Jiang Mu was slightly stunned, not frightened by the words of this snake-headed saint, but he felt a little familiar when he saw the spear.

"This snake brother, I advise you not to use a spear, because it is a very unlucky thing."

Jiang Mu persuaded.

Because this is very similar to the figure of one of his deceased, who has long died.

"Hahahaha, this is my spear path, killing countless enemies, using your holy blood to sacrifice my spear, just enough to feed it!"

The snake-headed saint laughed.

"Brother Snake, if you don't use a spear, I can still fight you, if you use a spear, then I have to punch Your Excellency."

Jiang Mu shook his head slightly, and then sincerely suggested, "By the way, you are the eighth disciple of the Lord of Disgust, right?" I am the top Tianjiao of the Heavenly Star Domain, in terms of level, we are not a rank, why don't you go and call your senior brother here?" "

Kill you, I'm enough!"

"The tone of the monks outside is so big, a cultivator like you has a total number of hands that died under my hands! See if I shoot you with a spear or you kill me with one punch! When

the snake-headed saint heard this, his eyes showed disdain, and he still shouted.

The next moment, there was a holy light flowing around him, killing Jiang Mu.

Jiang Mu put away the three-pointed and two-edged knife and shook his head slightly.

It seems that he had to punch this guy to death.

Therefore, Jiang Mu did not dodge or dodge, and faced the attack of the snake-headed saint like this.

This blow is indeed extraordinary, after all, this guy is a disgusted eighth disciple.

For an ordinary saint, it is estimated that it is difficult to resist.

But in Jiang Mu's opinion, it was just like that.

The aura around him was turbulent, using himself as the eye, condensing the aura around him, and laying out the void!

And not a defensive array, but a killing array.

It was Jiang Mu's self-created formation, named the descending of the gods.

This can be regarded as the first killing array that he has refined from the Lord with the Formation Dao.

There were slight visions around them, and figures of all kinds, dressed in armor and holding weapons, appeared.

The snake-headed sage noticed the abnormalities around Jiang Mu, but he thought that these were just spiritual visions, just Jiang Mu's false powers, as long as Jiang Mu was shot, everything was illusory.

How powerful can Reiki illusions be?

At the same time as the void array, Jiang Mu raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and contracted backwards, accumulating his strength.

It is not the power of energy, but the power of the avenue.

The light vagina condensed on Jiang Mu's fist, dyeing his fist into a gray-white vision.

"Bluff!"

The snake-headed sage sensed the vision on Jiang Mu's fist, and there seemed to be great terror in it.

But he had never heard of a Great Avenue vision that looked like this.

Is it just boxing?

No matter how powerful boxing is, how can there be a powerful fight?

So the snake-headed saint continued to shoot at Jiang Mu.

After a short time, the snake-headed saint came to Jiang Mu's body, but at this moment, it was formed.

The formation of the void in such a short period of time consumed a lot of Jiang Mu's strength.

The spear was bright, but the serpent-headed saint had already been surrounded by the advent of the gods, and they were all coming to kill him.

Jiang Mu, who was smiling in front of him, seemed to be distant all of a sudden.

The snake-headed saint understood, and he joined the battle.

In front of his eyes was an endless phantom holding various weapons.

These phantoms are extremely powerful, like fairy gods, without anger and self-power.

"Kill!"

The sound shook the sky, and the gods killed the snake-headed saint together, and the snake-headed saint had to hold a spear in his hand, thunder bombarded, and tried to break the formation.

These phantoms are not very powerful, and they will be shattered when hit by the snakehead saint's magical technique.

But it can't be killed at all, and after killing a batch and a batch, it's like a steady stream of soldiers dying.

"I am a snake, who can kill?!"

"Tricks, give me scatter!"

The snake-headed saint's aura was turbulent, and the magic power was constantly bombarded in the large array.

However, only the endless gods responded to him.

Outside the formation, Jiang Mu looked at everything in the formation.

Although this killing array could only trap and consume a senior saint like the snakehead saint, he was already satisfied.

In other words, ordinary saints should be able to be strangled.

It can only be said that this snakehead saint is relatively strong.

But it's just relatively strong.

Gradually, the snake-headed saint's mana ran out.

The endless fighting really trapped him, and he couldn't find Jiang Mu's figure.

Just when the snake-headed sage secretly underestimated Jiang Mu, the figure of the gods disappeared.

The large array shattered like a dream.

The snake-headed sage was overjoyed in his heart, and he saw Jiang Mu standing not far away.

"I want your origin to replenish my qi and blood!"

The snake-headed saint killed Jiang Mu.

However, the next moment, he only saw Jiang Mu, who was standing in the distance, make a fist swing.

The imaginary magical power did not strike.

I didn't feel any discomfort either.

He had already killed Jiang Mu.

The thunder jumping above the spear had already touched Jiang Mu.

In the next moment, it could penetrate Jiang Mu's chest.

But......

The tearing sensation exploded on the snake's head.

The brain is buzzing, a little blank.

I wanted to move, but I lost my strength.

At the last second when the Yuan God shattered, the divine consciousness spread out and detected a strange scene.

The back of his head didn't know when a fist-sized hole of blood appeared.

It was as if it wasn't knowing when someone punched him behind him.

"Why...

Snake Snake's gaze began to sluggish, staring at Jiang Mu who kept shaking his fist in front of him.

A trace of emerald green blood appeared on his fist, and the snake remembered this breath, it was his own blood.

"Why, because you are too pretentious, I said that if you want to kill with one punch, you will only throw one punch."

Jiang Mu withdrew his fist, and the blood stains dissipated on their own.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the serpent's spear and collected it into his pocket.

"Holy weapon, not bad, not bad, it can be used to reward disciples in the future."

The serpent is dead, and it is not blind to death.

The power of time made Jiang Mu's fist smash on the head of the past snake, and from the past, along the time, killed the current snake.

Taking a long breath, Jiang Mu put away the snake's head and walked towards the other side.

Where a saint of the Heavenly Star Domain was chased and cut by the Void Saint, he was obviously seriously injured.

So Jiang Mu intercepted halfway and naturally accepted the head of the chasing Void Saint, and received a thank you for saving you.

Jiang Mu smiled, bluntly said that there was no need to be polite, and then pursued the next target.

In fact, the battle on Jiang Mu's side was too eye-catching, which attracted the attention of the surrounding cultivators.

Seeing that Jiang Mu had killed this powerful Void Cultivator, they all said something.

Even the monk who was chased deliberately ran to Jiang Mu's side, hoping that he would come to the rescue.

"This person should be a certain cultivator on the Tianjiao list, the strength is too terrifying, this war zone front line is not something I can wait for a long time, let's leave quickly..."

Jiang Mu had already noticed the situation around him, but he didn't break it because it was exactly what he wanted.

Although the fight can be improved, the work he pays attention to is still picking up people's heads and making extra money.

In fact, it is not a head-picking, the battle here does not have the chaos of the first time, most of them have opponents, and he will only take over when the cultivators of the Heavenly Star Domain are injured, killed, or defeated.

This wave of helping others not only saved the lives of those monks, but also received a word of thanks.

It belongs to doing all the good things of good people.

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