Versatile Mage: I have a traveling panda

Chapter 114 The heroes of the world are like the crucian carp crossing the river
"Where did you come from, you little beast? Zhoujiazhai is not a place for you to be arrogant!"

The moment the Zhou family's gate was blasted, an old man in a gray mandarin felt it and walked out quickly from behind the mountain gate.

[Poison Cave——Explosive Poison]

Dark green light was released around the old man in the mantle, and a strange and evil star map appeared under his feet. Countless green poisonous insects were released from the nebula, flying towards Mu Hongyun carrying mad poisonous energy.

These poisonous insects were fed by the old man in mandarin jacket with toxins. The toxins are so cruel that one can knock the warrior monster to the ground, and two can turn it into blood.

【Swordsmanship·Qingfeng】

Mu Hongyun stretched out his finger, and his sword energy moved forward with the wind, opening mountains when encountering them, and cutting off rivers when encountering them!

Ever since Mu Hongyun turned his spiritual energy into spiritual power, the power of Qingfeng Swordsmanship has been no longer what it used to be.

The gray mist poisonous insect met the sword wind like a shadow meeting the light, and immediately dissipated in the air.

Mu Hongyun took a long stride, slapped the old man in mandarin's head to pieces, and said with disdain: "Mid-level mage?!"

After the old man in the mantle died, the other servants who were watching immediately ran around to report to the real head of the Zhou family.

Mu Hongyun ignored them and stood there with his hands down.

Mu Hongyun activated the Good Luck Qitian Gu on his forehead, and the small purple-gold dragon imprisoned in the Lucky Qitian Gu stretched out its two claws to cover his eyes.

In an instant, densely packed and colorful silk threads suddenly appeared in the world.

These are all traces of luck in the world. Luck is invisible and impenetrable, but it is an indispensable thing in every world.

And in the depths of Lingyi Mountain, there is a golden light hidden. It is the ancestral hall of the Zhou family, where the ancestral tablets that have been enshrined for hundreds of years are enshrined.

"It's unreasonable that such a family can still have 300 years of luck in the Eight Cauldrons! The sage said that if a tree is as beautiful as the forest wind, it will be destroyed by the wind. Let me help you chip away at it!"

Mu Hongyun said with a perverse expression.

【Sword of Fate】

In this world full of causal lines, a nine-color divine sword slowly rose behind Mu Hongyun. The divine sword exuded divine light and contained the aura of the great avenue.

"go."

Mu Hongyun poured out one word, and all the lines of cause and effect in the sky shook violently.

The fairy sword flew, and the eight tripods of luck instantly cut off three tripods!
Deep in Lingyi Mountain, the Zhou family ancestral hall is filled with candles and ghosts!

Suddenly, the spiritual tablets placed on the candlestick confession suddenly exploded, making a thunderous sound like firecrackers. In an instant, the neatly arranged spiritual tablets were scattered on the ground.

A glint flashed in the eyes of the old man guarding the ancestral hall. His pupils were shocked and he didn't understand what was going on?

Although luck exists in the magical world, people don't seem to know that luck exists.

"Could it be that a powerful enemy is invading and our ancestors are showing up?!"

The old man guarding the temple walked out of the ancestral hall quickly, unfolded a pair of gorgeous wing magic tools behind his back, and waved his wings to fly towards the mountain gate.

Deep in the Zhou family mansion, the patriarch Zhou Xiantong, who happened to be in a meditative state, spit out a mouthful of old blood, his eyes widened and covered with bloodshot eyes.

Luck backfired, and Zhou Xiantong, who was the most direct beneficiary, also suffered the consequences immediately!

On the mountain road, Mu Hongyun did not wait too long. It was autumn, and the fallen leaves at the bottom of the mountain were gradually falling.

Dozens of figures, either turning on the magic wing equipment or using the wings of wind, finally arrived in front of Mu Hongyun.

[The light falls all over the sky—Holy Words]

After seeing Mu Hongyun, one of the young men wearing a long gown had an angry look on his face, clenched his hands into fists, and the stars were connected. The false golden threads appeared gorgeously around him, and finally formed a golden constellation of light.

A line of light appeared on his forehead, which was very strange.

The light elements began to gather under his command, gathering into extremely thick spears of light and shooting in the direction of Mu Hongyun.

The power of each light spear is greater than that of a third-level fierce fist, and it is extremely fast and difficult to dodge.

【Swordsmanship·White Lake】

Mu Hongyun drew a circle in the void, the sword's path was not obvious, the sword energy wrapped around his fingertips, turned into a pool of clear water and ran away, and everything he touched sank into the lake.

A sword like a deep blue pool appeared in front of him, sucking in all the blazing spear of light without causing a single ripple.There was a look of surprise on the face of the young man in long gown.

Most of the people who had fought with Mu Hongyun had this expression because they didn't recognize what kind of magic it was.

"Young Master, there is something strange about this person. I'm here to meet him."

An old man with a long beard slowly stepped forward and spoke in a low voice.

"Mr. Zeng, be careful."

The young man in long gown responded.

[Soul Song - Burial]

The spiritual wings behind the long-bearded old man flashed, and the pink stars showed wavy arcs around his body, finally forming a mysterious constellation.

Densely dense mysterious symbols are outlined on the surface of the constellation. These runes all contain the principles of happiness, floating one by one in front of the bearded old man.

"town!"

The long-bearded old man snapped out three runes, and the runes fell like meteors, rushing to hit Mu Hongyun.

Mu Hongyun waved his hand to scatter the sound wave runes, but in the end, three runes actually passed through his palm and flew into Mu Hongyun's heart.

Mu Hongyun was shocked and felt bad!
After the sound waves flew into the heart, they immediately turned into endless rolling demonic sounds that penetrated the ears, like crazy roaring waves that rolled over Mu Hongyun's spirit.

Even though Mu Hongyun's consciousness was tenacious, he was instantly given a splitting headache by the demonic sound in his ears.

In the outside world, the young man in long robe was overjoyed immediately when he saw that the music magic was working.

The long-bearded old man also smiled, and with the help of his magic energy, the remaining six sound wave runes were thrown at Mu Hongyun.

At the critical moment, a strange energy suddenly surged out of the Supreme Bone in his body, and this energy turned into a magical eye sitting on his forehead.

The turbulent sound and wave runes in the consciousness were suddenly suppressed, and everything was calm in an instant!

Outside, Mu Hongyun, who looked in pain, suddenly calmed down, and a gray divine pattern appeared on his forehead. The divine pattern emitted divine light, and the flying sound wave runes melted away like spring snow.

"Hahaha, the world's heroes are indeed like the crucian carp crossing the river, they are extraordinary!"

Mu Hongyun laughed loudly and said expectantly.

He was able to deal with the Supreme Lord, but he almost fell into this strange high-level magic. As expected, the way of magic is not without its merits.

The long-bearded old man was surprised to see that Mu Hongyun could break away from his high-level magic so quickly, because in terms of his spiritual state, the high-level third-level magic of the music system could kill a great commander.

For Mu Hongyun, it only made him unconscious for a few seconds, which dealt a huge blow to his magic practice.

In fact, Mu Hongyun was also very scared. If the Supreme Bone hadn't shown its power, he might have really fallen into trouble!

Although each of these mages is physically weak, they still have merit when it comes to magic.

[Soul Song - Burial]

The long-bearded old man was about to connect to Xingzi again, and Mu Hongyun appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"I won't make the same mistake again."

【Splitting God's Palm】

Splitting the Heaven Palm is the magical power that Yuqing Yuanshi Great Heavenly Master realized when he created the world. It is also a first-rate magical power in all the heavens and worlds.

Mu Hongyun's magic power was so low that he could not even use one hundred millionth of the power of this magical power.

Even so, it is enough to deal with these physically weak mages.

Mu Hongyun raised his palms high, and everyone stared at him, dazed for a moment.

At that moment, everyone saw boundless chaos from Mu Hongyun's palms. The intricate palm prints were like traces of the flowing stars. Planets collided with each other. Civilization, family and country, all disappeared at that moment!

With one palm fall, all things are born and all things are destroyed!
A gust of cool wind blew by, and everyone was awakened. Then they were surprised to find that the long-bearded old man had disappeared without knowing it, and the huge mountain under him seemed to have been annihilated out of thin air.

Only Mu Hongyun stood in the void.

(End of this chapter)