Too ruthless, I will become a group favorite in the world of cultivating immortals

The crystal shards were extremely sharp and rolled up with the wind, and the wings of Wang Jing protected Mu Anran in good time.

When the shock finally subsided, the real truth came out.

Under the crystal, there are countless corpses, including men and women, old and young, all of which are mysterious and different. The surface is covered by crystal, and there is a layer of skin missing.

Seeing it suddenly, Mu Anran couldn't help being hit, and took half a step back.

"It's just a few corpses, what are you going to do?" Wang Jing couldn't see her actions.

Mu Anran said awkwardly, "Senior, I don't know that the mud shadows devour each other, and after devouring each other, they will devour each other's body. So many corpses are here, it means..."

Dao Xu said lightly, "It means that there is a very powerful mud shadow here."

Small fish eat dried shrimps, big fish eat small fish, and the strength of the food chain at the top is definitely not low.

Wang Jing didn't take it seriously, "What's all the fuss about?"

He is not afraid, not to mention one clay shadow, even if there are tens of thousands more, it doesn't matter.

Mu Anran's expression was indescribable, and suddenly he lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

"Okay, since you understand so well, then you are talking about how to get out of here, and I am impatient!"

The proud Zhitianma couldn't bear to keep digging holes like a mouse.

Mu Anran took a step back, "It looks like we're underground, how about digging holes up?"

Wang Jing was irritated, "If it was that simple, I would have left by now!"

Mu Anran blinked, and the hidden line of fate emerged from Wang Jing's body.

She was a little surprised.

Because at this moment, there is a thread connected to Dao Xu's body in the false mirror, and there is a little black air, as if he is going to be unlucky.

In Lenovo's place, Mu Anran wiped his face, "This place is so uncomfortable, it's not a problem to let senior stay here, let's try to make a hole again!"

She climbed up to dig the hole, bored, but did not refuse.

It was Dao Xu who intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Mu Anran.

As the soil fluttered down, a strange aura suddenly permeated.

Wang Jing impatiently turned to the white-faced Moxiu, "Are you looking for death?"

He kept moving, as if fidgeting, so that Wang Jing's tolerance for him was minimized.

It's not that he can't fulfill his wish to die, it's because he is unhappy.

The white-faced demon cultivator shook his head and said respectfully, "This junior is just wondering about one thing."

"What's the matter?"

He pointed at Dao Xu, "This mud figure is very powerful, and has been chasing him closely, why is there no reaction at all now?"

"His mud shadow?" Wang Jing was weird, "After all, you are also a character, and a mere mud shadow can chase you down? You can't beat your own mud shadow?"

Dao Xu showed a decent expression, "I don't know too well, everything depends on fate."

Follow the fate, follow the fate, Wang Jing looked away in disgust, thinking in his heart how to get Changyou Shenbi out.

Mu Anran was still digging the hole above his head, half of his body was poked in, but the strange feeling was getting stronger and stronger.

"What are you doing!"

Wang Jing waved impatiently, and the corpses wrapped in crystals fell down one after another, shattered into pieces.

He thought it was the corpses.

At this time, Mu Anran had already climbed up, she poked her head out, and had a panoramic view of the people below.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she suddenly said, "Senior Da Yao, the mud shadow seems to be hidden in the shadow of senior!"

When the sound came out, Wang Jing subconsciously looked at the white-faced Moxiu, and the expression of the white-faced Moxiu changed, "This is a misunderstanding..."

But Wang Jing snorted coldly and imprisoned his body, this time it was terrible, his shadow ran out by itself, circling anxiously around the white-faced demon cultivator.

"Senior Big Demon! This junior is a demon cultivator, manipulating shadows is a normal thing, definitely not..."

Wang Jing interrupted him, "Who cares about the shadow or not, it doesn't matter if the magic cultivator's breath is weird, what's the matter with sending out the breath indiscriminately!"

The white-faced demon cultivator felt distressed, "It's not me!"

But Wang Jing didn't listen to him anymore, his wings flapped like a shadow, and suddenly the thick black shadows struggled, as if they were constantly fighting each other.

The shadow kept twisting, and suddenly another shadow was separated... No, that's not a shadow, it's a mud shadow, except for the facial features, everything else is the same as the white-faced demon cultivator.

The moment the mud shadow broke free, the white-faced demon cultivator's face suddenly turned pale, as if he had lost blood.

Wang Jing finally showed a strange expression, "You actually trapped the mud shadow in your own shadow?"

Facing the struggle of the mud shadow all the time, using the shadow to imprison the mud shadow, putting such a dangerous thing by his side, and intending to manipulate it like a shadow, the white-faced demon cultivator is too bold.

The white-faced Moxiu didn't say a word, and watched the mud shadow flee under the attack of Wang Jing, but Wang Jing couldn't stop it.

"Damn! Where did the ghost come from!"

But at this moment, the strange aura became deeper and deeper.

Mu Anran glanced at Dao Xu who stayed in the corner from beginning to end.

There was something strange in his calm eyes, which seemed to be blazing ecstasy and suppressed greed.

Mu Anran swallowed, quietly retracted into the cave, not daring to make a sound.

At this moment, the crystal body that fell on the ground suddenly turned into sand and flowed on the ground, constantly coming towards the mirror, as if wanting to devour him greedily.

Who is the false mirror?He was so strong that he escaped these unscathed, but watched the mud and sand pass him and go straight towards Daoxu.

He thought Dao Xu would avoid him, but he saw Dao Xu's body twitch, and all the mud and sand flowed on his body, making his facial features more delicate.

Wang Jing was shocked, "It turns out that you are the mastermind behind the scenes!"

"Hey..." Dao Xu made a strange sound in his throat, and soon became calm again, his eyes must have looked at the mirror with uncertainty, "Dao... Dao Xu, yes, I am Dao Xu."

Wang Jing suddenly shuddered.

The white-faced demon cultivator thought of something even more, "You are Daoxu's clay shadow!"

The mud shadow is actually indistinguishable from me!
He suddenly flashed everything.

The mud shadow swallowed here must have been swallowed by Daoxu's mud shadow, so it can be so powerful!
"Mud shadow?" "Dao Xu" shook his head, "It is the mud shadow, and I am Dao Xu."

It slowly approached the false mirror, "You... delicious..."

Wang Jing's face is ugly.

"Just rely on you monster!"

His temper couldn't stand "Daoxu" talking nonsense, a single horn popped out, and the wind formed a vortex, trapping "Daoxu" in the center.

Before he could do anything about it, all the whirlpools entered the body of "Daoxu" and strengthened his strength.

"Bastard! That Xuanxiu's clay figure is so different!"

He can even devour his means!
The different pupils of the false mirror suddenly turned lake blue, watching "Dao Xu" faintly.

Sure enough, in his eyes, it was a shadow made of mud.

"I think you are looking for death!" Wang Jing went up to meet him, not even caring about the small movements of Xiao Chong in the corner.

The white-faced Moxiu cautiously looked through the hole above his head, then laughed angrily.

There was no one there.

Mu Anran has already fled.