Chapter 1643: trap

You have a complete map?
Everyone was a little surprised.
Mu Yunxian said: "The tenth demon king of the East Devil's Court, is the rotating master of the East Devil's Court. It just ended the arming, and went to the map to be met by me. Therefore, I have this kind of gain. You can follow the content on the picture and make a little inquiry to know the truth. "
"It's not necessary."
Li Mudao: "I also got some maps when I was in the South Devil's Court. They are not perfect, they can be compared with each other, and we can know the truth."
Ye Qingyu said: "Just in our hands, there are some incomplete maps."
Everyone took out the map and compared it with the map shown by the master Mu Yunxian, and soon came to a conclusion.
The map is true.
In this way, the infiltration plan has further guarantees.
"Now discuss how to divide the road." Mu Yunxian said: "The map is where I come from. I don't participate in the way. The two of you can agree on your own. I will cooperate regardless of the conclusion."
Hua Xiangrong said: "Since it is sneaking in, the smaller the number of people, the better. My suggestion is that I and Daozun all the way, Muyunxianzhu all the way, the ascendant camp three peerless, each way, others, How about waiting in this port? "
Everyone looked at each other.
This is a relatively reasonable plan.
Five-way sneaks are all people with sufficient strength.
Even if found, there is also the power to escape.
If you bring other people, if you do n’t have enough strength, it ’s easy to be found and not to say. Once there is an encounter, it ’s easy to fall into a hard fight.
After some discussion, this issue was all adopted.
"It's not too late, the sooner the better."
Mu Yunxian arched his hand and said, "Everyone, obliterating the source of the Kuroshio is the first priority. As for other opportunities, you can give up temporarily. This deity takes a step forward. I wish you every success.
The voice fell.
His body flickered and disappeared.
Li Mu glanced at three peerless.
All three looked at Li Mu.
"Take care."
"Haha, see you in the Central Magic Garden."
"Tormented and gone."
The three strong men, each turned into dim light, disappeared in place.
"We go too."
The flower wanted to accept.
Li Mu nodded, reached out and grabbed Hua Xiangrong's palm, stepped out, disfigured, and disappeared in place.
In the huge port, there are only ten strong men in the Heaven Alliance and the Ascension Camp.
After several discussions, they began to arrange various means in the port.
Because no one knows, if the demon who is aware of everyone's movements will sweep the port, after all, this is the only place not covered by the Kuroshio in the last three days, and it will be easily determined. A hiding place for everyone.
At that time, a big war is inevitable.
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The route chosen by Li Mu is still the southern magic court.
He thought of flowers and walked along the map.
Wherever he passed, the map marker of Muyunxian was exactly the same, and he easily avoided the layout of the demon army, all the way from the land of the thirteen deities, and easily came to the third devil .
It is already hundreds of thousands of miles into the southern magic courtyard.
What they saw along the way made Li Mu and Hua want to tolerate the two, and they were also secretly shocked.
The power of the magic courtyard is impressive.
The cultivation of the Thirteen Deities is already an imperial realm.
When it came to the third demon statue, the atmosphere was faintly sensed. When it was a high order of the emperor realm, even if it was ten miles away across the third demon hall shown on the map, people still felt heartbreaking. Power fluctuations.
And this is only the third demon.
How strong is the first and second deities?
How strong was Ling Yanjun then?
Beyond the Immortal Realm?
What kind of existence should it be?
Not to mention, there is an endless army of black monsters.
This should be a dark creature spawned by the magic tide after occupying the heavenly courts over a long period of time, rather than the black magic shadow that Li Mu saw in the years of retrograde travel.
That kind of black demon shadow should be the fighting urn born from the magic tide.
Just an army of the southern magic court, it can sweep the forces of the whole three days.
Such power is really terrifying.
The two were more cautious along the way.
After a few more hours, finally quietly sneaked past the residence of the first deities.
They came to the residence of Ling Yanjun, the ancestor of the Kirin tribe.
To enter the Central Magic Garden, you must pass here.
Li Mu was in the dark and had a deep insight into the surrounding air machines.
A hundred miles away, I saw the core of this southern magic courtyard. There was a black flame of light, as if it was the light of the creation of Hongmeng, which swayed in the endless black tide, such as the mighty prison, radiating all directions.
There is no black monster in the core area of ​​the entire Southern Magic Garden.
the reason is simple.
Just Ling Yanjun alone was worth thousands of troops.
"Go, be careful."
Li Mu came into this core area with flowers in her mind.
Both of their gas engines were completely converged.
Do not use any force to move forward slowly at the speed of walking.
Fortunately, there are no magic monsters around, so they can travel unhindered.
After about a joss stick time, he was outside the Temple of the Holy Ancestor of Nan Mo Ting.
The two wiped the outer edge of the temple and passed by.
Everything went very smoothly.
Hua Xiangrong was relieved.
But I don't know why, but Li Mu's heart had a bad feeling.
Is it because it is too smooth?
The power of the magic court is so powerful. Many methods, when the gods and demons are unpredictable, have been invaded by themselves and others, even if those formations and restrictions are avoided, but many of the powerful magic courts are even trace Not vigilant?
Or is it that since countless years, the long rule has deprived them of the minimum alertness?
Ahead, the area of ​​the South Mo Ting has finally come to an end.
According to the map, there is a bottomless magical abyss.
There is a Shenyu arch bridge that crosses Moyuan and leads to the central magic courtyard.
After a while.
Sure enough, I saw the arch bridge.
A snow-shaped special-shaped arch bridge, like Feihong, is above Moyuan.
It's about ten miles long.
Go up the stairs, climb 50 meters, the steps disappear, and the bridge deck in front becomes horizontal.
Li Mu stood on the bridge and sighed.
Hua Xiangrong also stopped.
"Why is this?"
Extremely shocked appeared on her face.
Li Mu glanced at her and said, "Looks like we were fooled."
Because on the bridge, there was a figure standing quietly.
Apparently waiting for their arrival.
Take it easy.
Li Mu recognized at a glance that this man was Ling Yanjun, the ancestor of the Kirin tribe.
The guy who once met in the time travel.
He stood so quietly, with a touch of mockery at the corners of his mouth.
"You are walking very slowly, much slower than I thought."
Ling Yanjun said.
"You know we're coming?"
Li Mu asked.
At this time, he was in a state of urging Taishi Daozun to die, so Ling Yanjun did not recognize Li Mu as soon as possible.
"Not only do you know that you are coming, but you also know more," Ling Yanjun said slowly, "for example, there are several other little mice that must be mixed in."