"Mu Feng took such a risk to save Ji Tianlu, and I don't know what the idea was to do." Mo Jia frowned.

Morrow smiled and said, "We don't need to guess what he is trying to do, we just need to know one thing."

"Mu Feng's move is equivalent to completely offending the four Confucian, Taoist and Military Art corps. Their Taihao Sect has become the mortal enemy of these four major sects. For us, it is undoubtedly a big helper."

Mo Jia nodded slowly and said, "Although that's right, if the four major sects really attack Taihao Sect, can we really take action?"

After seeing the strength of Zhu Tianchen and others with their own eyes, Mo Jia was also extremely worried.

The only eight tribes are he and Mo Luo, the Purple Palace Mirror cultivators. Even if Zhu Tianchen and the others do not have magic weapons, it is difficult for them to get it. But now, Zhu Tianchen and the others have magic weapons to protect themselves, and they are even more incomparable.

Even with Mu Feng's help, the final outcome of the three of them would probably be the same as that of Gulan.

Now what is placed in front of Mo Jia and others is a very difficult multiple-choice question to choose, help Mu Feng, or stand by and watch.

If you help Mu Feng, they may be wiped out.

If you stand by and watch, you can only wait for a way to die.

Morrow thought for a long time before saying, "We can't make a choice now. If we want to survive, we can only stand aside with Mu Feng. The only thing we have to pray now is that Gulan and Gu Qiong can survive."

"I think Mu Feng should have considerations in this regard when he rescued Ji Tianlu."

When Mo Luo said this, Mo Jia's eyes lit up. He said in surprise: "You said this, there is something about this. Mu Feng saved Ji Tianlu, undoubtedly saving the last face of the Baolong clan. If Gu Lan and Gu Qiong escaped from Zhu Tianchen and the others' pursuit, Mu Feng would be like having two Zifu Mirror monks and a peak Jindan realm monk's helper."

Thinking of this, Moga couldn't help but sigh: "This plan is so great. In this way, we are like five Zifu Mirror Cultivators, plus the powerful arm helper of Gulan, it is really possible to destroy the four major sects."

"If we took action just now, I think Gulan's chances of winning may be greater."

Morrow sneered: "Gulan has always been arrogant. If we take action in advance to help him win, she would not be able to feel

Inspire us.”

"Now Quran is like a betrayal dog. Only when we take action can she remember our kindness."

"Yeah." Moga nodded and said, "Then what should we do next?"

"Follow up and take a look, and try to help Gulan escape this pursuit." Morrow made up his mind.

"Okay, go." Moga also agreed with Mora's idea. Soon, the two of them chased towards the direction where Gulan escaped.

At this time, Mu Feng, who thought they wanted to make friends with the Baolong clan, tied up Ji Tianlu and threw it into a cave in Wan Yaosen.

Ji Tianlu didn't expect that when he was dying, it was the ant that he disliked saved him. What made him angry was that this ant was so rude to him.

This is Wan Yaosen, which is not within the control of the Baolong clan. Mu Feng brought Ji Tianlu here and set up a formation with hidden aura around him. With Mu Feng's current cultivation level, even the formation he set up could not be seen by the purple mirror cultivator.

"Is this place familiar?" Mu Feng sat in front of Ji Tianlu and smiled: "That's right, this is where you chased me before."

Ji Tianlu looked at Mu Feng and sneered, "If you want to take revenge, just do it, don't talk nonsense here."

Mu Feng smiled and said, "In order to save you, I offended the four major sects. Do you have this attitude towards your savior?"

Ji Tianlu shouted in a deep voice: "What do you want to do? Let's just say it clearly! Don't pretend to be in front of me."

Mu Feng stood up, looked at Ji Tianlu and said, "Then I will tell you clearly. How to control this prison, you should know the method, right?"

"I don't know." Ji Tianlu flatly refused: "Your idea of ​​not basing the Heavenly Prison is a forbidden area, not something you are qualified to spy on! Last time you escaped from the Heavenly Prison, you have violated the biggest ban of our Baolong clan."

Mu Feng sneered: "Now your Baolong clan no longer exists, are you still talking to me about the ban?"

"The Baolong clan will not perish! With Lord Gulan here, no one can destroy the Baolong clan! In time, the Baolong clan will still reach the peak of the immortal cultivation world." Ji Tianlu said angrily.

Looking at Ji Tianlu, Mu Feng really admired this person. He sneered: "Your Lord Gulan has escaped, and you Baolong clan have also been all

Slaughter, do you think you still have the possibility of turning over?"

"It is a good thing to have dreams, but don't dream in the daytime!" Mu Feng walked to Ji Tianlu and said, "Tell me the method, I will help you restore your cultivation, and then you can revitalize your Dragon Pao clan by yourself. Isn't this good?"

"Can't it be that the fate of your Baolong clan is not as good as a prison?" Mu Feng's words directly hit Ji Tianlu's weakest heart.

As the patriarch of the Baolong clan, he was responsible for the fate of the Baolong clan. He looked at Mu Feng and said in an incredible tone: "I have burned my original spiritual energy just now. Do you really have a way to help me recover?"

Ji Tianlu looked at Mu Feng with his eyes curled up, his eyes full of hope.

Burning the original spiritual energy for a monk is already sentenced to death. After burning the original spiritual energy, the monk's cultivation will rapidly decline in a very short period of time and eventually become a useless person.

"Since I promised you, I will naturally not speak nonsense." As Mu Feng spoke, a trace of divine blood appeared on his fingertips.

This is just a trace of the breath of the blood of the gods, although it is a trace, it still carries a trembling and terrifying pressure.

"God, the blood of the gods." Ji Tianlu's eyes were almost glaring out.

Soon, Ji Tianlu's eyes became calmer, and he frowned and said, "It's a pity that even if there is blood of the gods, I can't recover my cultivation!"

Mu Feng laughed and said, "That's because you don't know how to use it. How can you understand the mystery of the blood of the gods?"

"You are just the most primitive and rough method of using the blood of the gods. The breath of the blood of the gods can completely repair all hidden dangers of a monk, including the side effects of burning the original spiritual energy." After Mu Feng said, his eyes looked directly at Ji Tianlu and said, "This is a gamble, you have no choice."

"Or, you will become a useless person and watch the Baolong clan be destroyed in your hands."

"Or, just tell me the management method of the Heavenly Prison, and then I will help you restore your cultivation."

"You choose for yourself."

At this time, Mu Feng had already eaten Ji Tianlu, and he was not afraid that Ji Tianlu would refuse.
Chapter completed!