Chapter 1010

At the moment of pushing away mu Hanyan, Mu Hanfeng was forced to block the terrible idea storm. Immediately, he was involved in the center of the storm.

At this time, Mu Hanfeng was sweating, his whole body was shaking, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. Obviously, he was suffering a lot.

His strength was a little weaker than mu Hanyan, and he didn't have the skill to strengthen his mind. Moreover, he was still in the center of the mind storm. How could he bear it?

Too late to think, mu Hanyan at the foot of a move, he returned to Mu Hanfeng's side, holding him out to rush.

However, at the moment of her departure, the divine storm broke out violently, they were completely surrounded by them, with them as the center, spinning rapidly.

Although the storm is invisible, in the meantime, mu Hanyan feels countless sharp swords flying around their bodies, constantly invading their minds, as if to tear their spirits to pieces.

Even if there is Shenwu refining soul, he will guard the Lingtai tightly. Mu Hanyan still feels the tearing pain in his mind.

"Big brother You Go Mu Hanfeng opens his eyes and says hard to Mu Hanyan.

With this sentence, he closed his eyes. Even if he didn't need to explore his mind, he could feel that his mind was disappearing at an amazing speed.

"No!" Bathed in the cold smoke, his eyes were hazy, and he looked up to the sky and roared.

"Cold smoke!" At the end of the night, he saw that the situation was not right and flew to come.

"Young master." Yunbo a will Mu kill sent out of the house, also desperate to come.

But it's too late. Even if the last old man in black robe was already exhausted, and his heart was dead when he saw that the head of the family was so scared that he didn't stop them at all. It was too late.

After all, no one thought that Mu Hanfeng was also in this ancestral hall. It was absolutely impossible for the ghost to destroy himself in a moment. How could they be prepared?

Even if they can save mu Hanyan, they can't save Mu Hanfeng.

At this time, mu Hanyan has fallen into endless sadness. Through the dim tears, she looks at her brother whose mind is disappearing. Her heart is broken.

With a long roar, mu Hanyan turns Shenwu's spirit cultivation to the extreme. Meridians, one after another broken, blood, dyed her white clothes red.

However, this is not enough. Even so, it is not enough to resist the terrible storm of ideas, and it is not enough to leave a last chance for my brother. Mu Hanyan's heart gave birth to unprecedented despair.

Hua Yue and others looked at the cold smoke of blood from a distance, and their expression was also gloomy.

Although since they came to Mu's home, Mu Hanfeng has been training outside most of the time. There are not many times to stay at home. Every time they see mu Hanyan, they also show indifference. However, as the bodyguard of Mu Hanyan, how can they not see their brotherhood.

They also know that Mu Hanfeng's personality is the same as that of the master of heishicheng. Although he seldom says anything on the surface, he has been guarding mu Hanyan in his own way. Even his most precious Hanxiao sword has been given to Mu Hanyan.

For this younger brother, mu Hanyan also showed the same concern. Even Chixiao sword, a peerless sword, did not hesitate to give it to him.

If muhanfeng encounters an accident, how much damage will it do to muhanyan? They can't imagine.

However, the storm of the ghost's self destruction was too terrible. Even if they had obeyed mu Hanyan's order and escaped from the ancient house, they still felt the sharp pain in their mind, which was like a knife cutting. The pain was so hard to gather their energy that they couldn't help them except in a hurry.

See mu Hanyan look up at the sky howling, tearful look, a few people are also upset.

Suddenly, the whistling of Mu Hanyan becomes more high pitched, which is full of absolute meaning.

A piece of pure white light lingered outside her body, burning like a raging fire, but it was cold again, and her eyes became bloody red.

Huayue several people clearly feel that the spirit storm suddenly weakened a lot, just like the ice under the hot sun, gradually melting.

"What's going on?" Jiang Yuzhe exclaimed.

"God sacrifice, the young master did not hesitate to burn his mind and used God sacrifice forbidden technique!" Hua Yue was also shocked.

Similar to his blood sacrifice, the art of divine sacrifice is a kind of art that forces the power of divine thoughts to the extreme at the cost of sacrificing divine thoughts. However, compared with blood sacrifice, the consequence of God sacrifice is more serious.

The most serious consequence of his blood sacrifice technique is that he will lose some innate Xuanqi, but unless he uses it without restraint, he will not be aware of the great harm before he is promoted to the sword saint. For the vast majority of practitioners in this world, it is impossible to step into the threshold of the sword Saint all their lives, and the consequence can be ignored.

However, the divine sacrifice is totally different. Once the divine consciousness is damaged, not to mention that mu Hanyan's future cultivation is difficult, and he may even suffer a great mental injury. From then on, he will become a walking corpse with insanity. For a practitioner, it is more painful than killing him."No, I must stop you!" Jiang Yuzhe also knew the terrible consequences of divine sacrifice. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"Our strength is not enough, our mind is too weak to stop. Besides, if you do stop him, he will hate you all his life. " Hua Yue shook her head and said.

"However, the storm of ghost instant extermination is too strong. I'm afraid that even if the young master risked his life, he would not be able to save the second young master." Jiang Yuzhe knows that Hua Yue is right. He doesn't say whether they have the ability to stop mu Hanyan. Even if they have, they can't do that. Otherwise, it will break Mu Hanfeng's last vitality. But he hesitates for a moment and can't help saying.

Although the Spirit Storm of guijumie weakened a lot, it was only relative. In fact, the spirit storm was still terrifying to them and Mu Hanfeng. Even if Mu Hanyan sacrificed all his divine power, he might not be able to save Mu Hanfeng.

Voice just fall, see mu Hanyan body fierce in a flash, that blood red eyes appear so empty.

Obviously, Jiang Yuzhe is right. Even if Mu Hanyan uses the technique of blood sacrifice regardless of the cost, there is still a big gap between her idea and the idea of ghost instant extermination, which is forced to be promoted by the magic. I'm afraid that she can't save Mu Hanfeng by risking her life.

This crow mouth, Jiang Yuzhe would like to give himself a big mouth.

However, there was no one to blame him. He didn't even say a word to his face, who always liked to make fun of him. He even had a habitual indifferent smile on his face.

"Don't worry, it's not the first time that the young master has been in a desperate situation. Every time, he can survive in a desperate situation and bring us unexpected surprises. This time will be no exception." She said.

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