Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

Chapter 830 Killing and Capturing

Mo Juren, who entered the passage first, went deep at a very fast speed. Different from the previous times when he had to walk dozens of feet, this time he only walked about ten feet before his eyes suddenly lit up.

This is a square stone room, small in area and very empty. There is nothing except two small teleportation arrays, one black and one white.

"Strange, I actually sensed two auras originating from her at the same time, coming from the two teleportation arrays respectively. However, the white one is stronger, but the black one has a faint evil aura, which makes me very uncomfortable." Yin Yue's voice suddenly sounded, obviously a little surprised.

"I ask again, are you sure you are 70% sure? Also, don't forget what I reminded you before. After so many years, she has already merged with the soul of the ancestor of Yuan Cha. Now it is because of some special reasons. The reason is just for temporary separation." Mo Juren solemnly confirmed again as his eyes glanced at the black teleportation array.

"Although I don't know how you know this, if it is true as you said, she is in a period of weakness or even falling into a deep sleep, then I am indeed very confident of success.

As for the fusion of the soul and the devil, it doesn't matter, as long as they are separated at this moment.

Of course, what I want to do is not to destroy them, but to merge them into one again as before, with my consciousness as the main one. It's not difficult to do this if it's unprepared. "Yinyue is very confident in this. Moreover, she has always had the upper hand in the spirit world in the past, and she has many targeted methods in this regard.

"That's the case, then it's no problem." Mo Juren nodded slightly, without hesitation, stepped directly into the white teleportation array. As a magic formula entered, the array was activated, and his body was illuminated by white light. disappeared in.

Not long after, the big-headed weirdo and the ancient demon also caught up, but they didn't find Mo Juren's figure, and they suddenly frowned.

"Friend Daoist Mo, that person just now?" The big-headed weirdo's eyes flickered, and he asked with a half-smile. Facing an existence that was exactly the same as the person next to him, how could he not have doubts in his heart?

"You can be considered an old friend of mine." The ancient demon couldn't tell what the other party was saying, but he didn't bother to explain, so he only replied perfunctorily.

At this time, he felt uneasy for no reason. That guy was too mysterious and his strength was immeasurable. If he caused trouble and affected the Saint Ancestor's freedom, it would be troublesome.

He couldn't help but scan the two teleportation arrays. He didn't know how the guy chose. He just hoped it was the white one, otherwise it would inevitably cause complications.

Thinking of this, he stopped delaying and said urgently,

"Let's go, before we have a long night and many dreams."

After saying that, he stepped directly into the black teleportation array. The big-headed monster was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and immediately followed without hesitation.

There was a burst of black light, and both of them disappeared.

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After a period of dizziness, Mo Juren regained his vision again. There was a blue sky and white clouds above, surrounded by spiritual flowers and herbs. With a gentle breath, a strong spiritual energy rushed towards his face.

This place is like a fairyland-like world, even those famous holy places of cultivation in the world of immortality cannot compare.

Mo Juren, who knew everything, knew very well that there was a reason why this place was built so beautifully. It was a place specially built by ancient monks for Yin Yue, or Ling Long, the demon king's beloved concubine.

Not far ahead, there is a magnificent palace, located on a super huge magic circle and surrounded by numerous altars.

On each altar is a huge stone man holding a golden giant blade, standing silently facing the palace.

The palace is Linglong's resting place, not just for resting, but for other more complicated reasons.

That split soul has almost merged with the Holy Ancestor of Yuan Cha. The ancient monks ordered the ancient monks to kill it or not. They really didn't know how to deal with it, so they could only trap it.

So isn't this a prison?

"I feel her aura, she does seem a little weak." A white light flashed, and Silver Moon suddenly flew out, with bright eyes staring at the palace in front of her, her mind full of complicated emotions.

"If the prediction is correct, she is sleeping in the palace at the moment. Time is a bit urgent. If you want to do something, act as soon as possible. If you need me to do anything, just ask." Mo Juren quickly gave a reminder and put Open his spiritual consciousness and constantly explore the surroundings.

"This matter... I'd better do it myself, you just wait here." Yin Yue no longer hesitated, and immediately turned into a white light and flew out of the body, and has restored its true appearance as a two-headed giant wolf. .

Without any delay, the four hooves moved and turned into a beam of white light that shot towards the palace without encountering any obstacles in the process.

Mo Juren knew very well that the altars outside were the legendary extermination formations, which were arranged by ancient monks using a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one demon-slaying blades.

This formation is specifically aimed at demons, or those who practice evil demonic skills. Even if there is a trace of demonic energy, they will be chopped into flesh immediately as long as they get even slightly closer.

However, this formation will not take the initiative to attack beings other than demons. However, if someone insists on destroying it beyond their own capabilities, that is naturally a different matter.

Mo Juren was a little confused. Why didn't Yinyue let him follow him in? Was there something unspeakable?

As for the formation in front of him, he didn't pay too much attention. What he really cared about at the moment was the Eight-Spirit Ruler, a spiritual treasure that reaches the sky.

If you remember correctly, this treasure should be here, and the other black wind flag is used to isolate a spiritual space, which is where the devil is sealed.

It is worth mentioning that the Absolute Spirit Space is not elsewhere, but on the eighth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower.

The ancient monk used this flag to directly divide the eighth floor into two and create the place in front of him. This also meant that the devil was only separated from him by a "wall" at the moment.

He had just investigated and could not sense the location of the unique spirit space, and the Eight Spirit Ruler also did not leak any aura.

After thinking for a moment, Mo Juren quickly thought of a way, which was to directly attack the large formation in front of him, maybe he could force this treasure out.

However, he did not take action immediately, lest the fluctuation would be too great and wake up the 'Long Meng'. It would not be too late to resolve the matter after Silver Moon succeeded.

Time passed little by little, and the palace was unusually quiet, without any movement.

He is not in a hurry, after all, Silver Moon is his weapon spirit, and the connection between the two parties is extremely close, and he can clearly sense whether the other party is in danger at any time.

During this period, he even took the time to take a blank jade slip and recreate the extermination formation outside. After all, mosquito meat is meat, so he took it back to Xin Ruyin for meditation and enlightenment.

Of course, the real power of this formation is the eighty-one demon-killing blades. This is the key. If this trip goes well, you might as well take it with you when you leave.

Mo Juren was thinking about 'scraping the ground three feet', but at this moment, the teleportation array behind him suddenly lit up, and a strange figure emerged.

The person who came had a strange appearance, especially a surprisingly big head. It was the big-headed weirdo from the Ye family.

As soon as Fang showed up, he saw a familiar figure. He couldn't help but look slightly surprised, and then murderous intent burst out, and a trace of a sinister smile appeared on his ugly face.

Without any intention of communicating, he took action immediately.

"Interesting!" Mo Juren had long expected that the other party would be the first to come over, and his purpose was nothing more than to deal with another of Yin Yue's souls. Naturally, he couldn't let him get what he wanted. The other party was unwilling to communicate. He was also too lazy to talk nonsense. He typed out an order at a faster speed and sank directly into the other party's body.

The big-headed monster had just summoned the magic weapon and was about to sacrifice it, but he never thought that the magic power in his dantian could not be mobilized.

Such a strange situation naturally made him extremely frightened. He wanted to figure out the reason, but there was no time? A flash of blue light was seen, and the whole body was completely frozen.

"Fellow Taoist, please listen to Ye Mou's words..." The big-headed weirdo sensed the other party's plan, his expression suddenly changed, and he wanted to speak out to stop him.

It's a pity that Mo Juren didn't bother to talk nonsense at all.

With a thought in his mind, the blue ice turned into soaring flames, accompanied by bursts of shrill screams, directly burning the opponent into nothingness.

He raised his hand and took a storage bag and a flying sword magic weapon into his palm. He deliberately avoided these two items, so he kept them.

He didn't look at it carefully and put it away directly.

"This guy is here, so the one on the other side also started taking action?" Mo Juren murmured, then looked at the palace again, and couldn't help but pray secretly, hoping that nothing would go wrong.

Just as he was thinking this, at this moment, the teleportation array behind him suddenly lit up again, and several figures emerged.

The ones who came were none other than the Poison Saint Sect headed by Hua Tianqi.

Mo Juren couldn't help but be stunned. As soon as he killed one of them, another wave came. He hoped that the other party would be more sensible, otherwise don't blame him for going on a killing spree.

What surprised him was that he only saw three people.

Weren't there five more before? Where did the other two go? Did they die on the upper floor?

"Stop here, or leave directly, what do the three fellow Taoists think?" Mo Juren did not take action directly, but gave the choice with a calm face.

But as soon as these words came out, the three of them became even more angry.

Hua Tianqi's complexion suddenly turned livid, and the burly man next to him even shouted harshly, as if he wanted to vent his anger at the loss of his two junior brothers:

"A casual cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul came here through some tricks. He really feels that he is invincible. If he dares to speak so wildly, he is seeking death!"

Before he finished speaking, he immediately planned to take action, and the two people beside him also stopped talking. With the strength of the three of them, they could easily kill the person in front of them together.

However, the development of the matter was far beyond the expectations of the three of them, and Mo Juren did not give them a chance to take action.

He didn't want to mess around with the three of them, so he issued three orders in a row again, turning into three layers of light at lightning speed and trapping the three of them.

Just at this moment, the expressions of Hua Tianqi and the others changed dramatically, and all the spiritual power in their bodies lost control.

Before the three of them could recover, a strange blue flame suddenly appeared out of thin air inside the mask, and then split into three parts and disappeared into the bodies of the three.

In an instant, the three of them were completely frozen into ice sculptures.

"This... how is this possible!" Inside the ice sculpture, Hua Tianqi and the other two people were still unable to regain their consciousness. They had not yet taken action, and they were defeated in the blink of an eye.

This simply overturned the three people's understanding. How could a casual cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul be so powerful? Especially these weird methods are simply unbelievable.

Could it be that this person is not in the middle stage of Nascent Soul at all? Even the great monks in the later stage cannot achieve this level. Could it be that he is the legendary powerful person in the transformation stage?

Thinking about it, it is really possible. How could a strong person in the transformation stage ignore such an important matter in Kunwu Mountain?

But since he is a powerful person in the transformation stage, he must be reminded! How dare you and others take action again? You have to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger. Isn't this setting people up for death?

"Senior, have mercy on me. We were the ones who bumped into you because we were ignorant of Mount Tai. We did not do it intentionally. I hope you will forgive me this time because you have been stationed in the southern Xinjiang for tens of thousands of years at the Poison Saint Sect and have worked hard to protect Kunwu Mountain." ." Hua Tianqi had already determined that this person was a powerful person in the transformation stage, and without any hesitation, he quickly begged for mercy.

The two people who were also frozen beside them couldn't help but be confused. However, they were not stupid. They quickly realized what was going on. When they looked at the person in front of them again, they all looked like they were seeing a ghost.

"Take care of Kunwu Mountain with all your hard work!" Mo Juren sneered. I didn't expect this guy to be so thick-skinned. He could even make up such nonsense?

The founder of Poison Saint Sect does have some relationship with Kunwu Mountain, but that person is just a descendant of an ancient monk who sealed this mountain in the past, nothing more.

If we really want to talk about guarding southern Xinjiang and guarding Kunwu Mountain, it might be more appropriate to put it on the Huaxian Sect.

But compared to the big-headed weirdo who disgusted him, he didn't have any murderous intention at the moment. Firstly, it was unnecessary, and secondly, he thought that instead of killing a hundred people, it would be more useful to stay.

"It's easy to survive. Everyone hands over 30% of their soul, and what happened just now will be forgotten."

"Thirty percent of the soul!" Upon hearing this, the expressions of the three of them changed slightly. Once they really do this, it means that they will completely lose their freedom from now on.

But if you don’t agree, you can’t even save your life, so how can you talk about freedom?

On second thought, it seems that being able to become the subordinate of a powerful person in the transformation stage is not a bad thing. Even if they don't make such a request, if they really want to give an order, how dare they refuse?

The three people figured it out in an instant, and there was no longer any rejection. They all expressed their willingness to accept, and at the same time, they began to divide their souls into parts without hesitation.

Mo Juren was not polite and directly put away the three souls, and then dispersed the edict and the dry blue ice flame.

"Um... I wonder if senior can tell me his name, and do you have any other instructions?" Hua Tianqi, who was free again and had recovered slightly, immediately asked respectfully.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. You will know it in the future. There is no order for you right now. You should seize the time to recover immediately. You may or may not need it later, but at least you must be prepared." Mo Juren He waved his hand without any intention of explaining.

"I'll wait for the order." The other party didn't say anything, and Hua Tianqi didn't dare to ask any more questions. He quickly asked the two junior brothers behind him to sit on the ground and began to practice quickly.

In order to deal with the ghost king before, several people spent a lot of money, not only leaving the 'Xumi Five Elements Wall' on the seventh floor, but also 'losing' a junior brother again.

Fortunately, both junior brothers have saved their Nascent Souls and will have a chance to be reborn in the future. Otherwise, the price of this trip would have been too high.

Now being able to join a great master in the transformation stage of gods, if you think about it carefully, it is a great opportunity, a good thing that others can only dream of even if they break their heads.

This is even more useful than getting a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure. Who else in the world dares to provoke a powerful subordinate in the divine transformation stage?

The more he thought about it, the more excited Hua Tianqi became. Fortunately, he still had some concentration, so he quickly suppressed the restless mood, and then took the elixir and started practicing.

About a quarter of an hour passed.

Suddenly, there was finally movement in the palace ahead, followed by a woman's scream of shock and anger, followed by a crackling sound, as if something exploded.

(End of this chapter)