Chapter 649

"How to repay?" Mu Yi asked faintly.

"Naturally, it's to leave your body to my grandfather." after saying that, the dried corpse shot again, and Mu Yi, who had prepared the cards for a long time, finally exposed it. He saw a piece of paper flying out of his arms, on which there was only a Jing character.

This is when he left Jingzhou City. Jing Lao asked Yingzhi to give him the amulet. Although it can only be used once, it can undoubtedly protect his life at the critical moment.

As a once invincible strong man, it's easy to crush Muyi even if he can't give full play to his strength. As for Jing Lao, Muyi doesn't know his realm. He can only vaguely feel that it's unfathomable. I'm afraid it's not far from reaching semi saint.

Perhaps the smell of the dried corpse stimulated the word even more. At that time, the Jing word was shining brightly and directly blocked in front of Muyi.

"Dong!"

The skinny right hand of the dried corpse fell on the word "Jing", and there were countless ripples, and Mu Yi's hanging heart was finally put down. At least for the moment, this word blocked the attack of the dried corpse.

"Terran semi holy word? No, it's almost." the corpse suddenly stared at the word, first talking to himself, then shaking his head.

"Just a word, also want to stop Lao Zu?"

A more terrible smell emanated from the corpse, and he seemed to be gradually recovering. His body looked as if he had more flesh and blood and was no longer so dry. But at this time, the word "Jing" was also broken down. With a stroke, he outlined a figure in the air. It was the old Jing who went to see Muyi at the beginning.

The two smells collided constantly, but Muyi could still tell that old Jing was obviously at a disadvantage. As the corpse said, it was only a word after all, and old Jing didn't really reach the semi holy state. Once the corpse became serious, he would be defeated naturally.

"Go."

In an instant, Muyi had a decision in his heart. He should know that he already knew that there would be no gain if he continued to stay here. He just took this opportunity to leave.

As soon as Mu Yi moved, he was found by the corpse, but the "old Jing" entangled him. He could only yell angrily and deliberate. After so much effort, he didn't expect to fail in the end. His anger can be imagined.

What's more, without Muyi's flesh and blood supplement, I'm afraid it will take him hundreds of years to completely revive. Coupled with the use of the power of noumenon this time, this time will be delayed a lot. It can be said that he has lost money.

Muyi spread out at a high speed, like a virtual shadow, flashed away, and soon came to the edge of the other party's territory. According to the words of the ancestors of the yuan family, all the existence here have their own territory and can't leave a certain range. Although the dried corpse was once an invincible strong man, it can't escape this shackle.

"Roar."

At this time, there was a roar behind him, followed by an earth shaking roar. However, Muyi, who had just stepped out of the edge, suddenly stood up, almost without thinking, and the salary lamp stood behind him.

"Boom!"

A fist, penetrating the void, fell directly on the salary lamp behind him.

In mid air, Muyi trembled all over and his seven orifices bled. He looked ferocious and terrible. Even the salary lamp was dimmed for a moment. However, with the help of this force, Muyi disappeared in an instant.

"Terran boy, do you think you can survive?"

The corpse quietly emerged and gave a cold hum in the direction of Muyi's departure.

"Poop."

Muyi didn't escape far, so he fell directly from the air, but his situation at the moment looked a little bad. There was no wound in his body, but the blood kept pouring out. His clothes had already completely turned red, and even the whole person had become a blood man.

Even his breath fell again and again, just like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

I don't know whether Mu Yi's luck is good or bad. The place he fell was just on the edge of a swamp, surrounded by miasma, but because of this, there was no afterthought of the strong in this bad place.

Mu Yi lay there as if he were dead. Even his breath gradually disappeared, but the only good news was that his body no longer bled out.

After an hour, Mu Yi's body suddenly trembled, and then his breath slowly became stronger. Although it was far from being compared with the heyday, it also completely got rid of the situation of frequent death.

"Is this the invincible strong?"

Muyi got up and sat down in a posture. Liuli kept on running fast and constantly repaired his body. Even Si Weiyang's power of faith was intercepted by him. After all, at the moment, his injury ranked first