Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

"This is a matter between my demon clan and Xiaoji Palace. Human boy, instead of staying away, you get involved. Do you really want to die?" The boy's expression was cold, and the murderous intent in his eyes was not concealed at all.

"It is not up to you, a beast, to decide whether to live or not. Moreover, you beasts actually dare to attack our human sect so unscrupulously. As a human cultivator, how can I just sit back and watch?" Mo Juren smiled coldly, looking at the other party with eyes full of contempt.

"Evil beast? Beast?"

Hearing these two extremely insulting names, not only the boy, but almost all the monsters around had red eyes and were filled with murderous intent, and even their original offensive was slowed down.

Inside the city defense formation, the monks of Xiaoji Palace on the city wall were all stunned at this moment.

Good man, is my palace master so venomous? Why didn't I know this before? But once this was said, it completely offended all the monsters, including Che Laoyao. This is really going to be a fight to the death.

Only Han Li, who knew his master's character well, couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

It is obvious that he did this on purpose. It seems that he is setting a trap again. At the same time, I also mourn for Old Demon Che.

"Okay, okay, human boy, you really impress me! I have to admire your courage..." The boy's expression became even colder at this time, and he spoke every word with gritted teeth.

"Admire me? Forget it. Asking a thing that is neither human nor demon to admire me is an insult to me, Mo." Mo Juren continued to speak venomously, as if he would not stop until he made you so angry that you suspected that you were a demon.

Sure enough, the boy no longer wanted to say another word to the other party at this moment. He stretched out his little hand, and a phantom giant claw suddenly appeared in the air and grabbed straight forward.

This move, 'Cloud-Splitting Claw', may seem ordinary, but it is an extremely powerful magic. He did not hold back at all and used almost all of his magic power. There was no way that the opponent, an ant in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, could withstand it.

The boy was also very angry and wanted to take the other person's life.

Facing the attacking giant claw, Mo Juren's face showed undisguised scorn. He didn't even try to dodge and punched out suddenly. A giant fist flashing with dazzling white light went straight up to meet the attack.

When the giant claw and the giant fist met, tremendous energy burst out instantly, and the rumbling sound spread in all directions.

"Huh!" The boy couldn't help but show surprise in his eyes. He knew too well the power of the Cloud-Splitting Claw, especially the previous attack which he had not held back at all, yet it was resolved so easily.

  This is indeed somewhat illogical, or is it that the person in front of him is not a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator at all, but is hiding his cultivation level?

Thinking of this, he immediately became serious and sent out his spiritual sense to scan the other person's body. However, to his frustration, he could not see anything abnormal.

  He couldn't help but wonder if he was overthinking?

Maybe the other party is just a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, who just happened to master some powerful magical powers? Or maybe he used some secret method to conceal his cultivation level?

But this speculation is obviously untenable. No matter how powerful the magical power is, facing his full-strength attack, it is impossible not to have a price. How could it be so nonchalant?

With many thoughts in mind, he immediately appeared in front in a flash, and his hands moved rapidly. Along with bursts of low incantations, a gray and strange cloud suddenly filled the area within a few miles.

The evil cloud gathered more and more, directly covering the two of them. Then, there seemed to be living things tumbling in the clouds. Upon closer inspection, they were actually gray dragons.

  "Wind Dragon!" Mo Juren was slightly surprised. From what he knew, this old monster Che was an earth-attributed monster, but he never thought that it could actually cast wind-attributed magic?

However, he soon realized that it might be because of the boy's incarnation. Perhaps the other party's soul took over the body of a rare race with wind-attributed blood, and cultivated again to transform into a human form. It should be used as a retreat.

After all, it is really uncertain whether one can successfully ascend to the spiritual world.

Therefore, it is not surprising that it has such heritage.

The wind attribute might have given him a bit of a headache in the past, but since the last blood fusion, it has no longer been a problem.

He was confident enough at the moment that it would be easy to deal with the opponent as long as the order was issued. However, thinking about the longer-term plan, he naturally could not do so.

Turning his head to look towards the outside of the city, at this moment the group of monsters were still attacking the city defense formation, and their numbers were increasing as more monsters arrived.

Mo Juren couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly. This wouldn't work. Since he had become the master of Xiaoji Palace, he couldn't let the demons invade the city as his original destiny had planned.

If that happened, our side would suffer too much loss, not only the many middle and low-level disciples, but also the many internal facilities. Once damaged, it would be troublesome to rebuild them in the future.

It is actually not difficult to do this. Now the Ice Phoenix has been dealt with, and the other level ten monster is also entangled and cannot come, not to mention Gui Ling and the Lion Beast. The only one left is the old monster Che in front of him.

As long as the opponent is dealt with, the strength of the demon clan will be greatly reduced in an instant, and then there will be nothing to worry about.

Just as he was thinking this, the wind dragons in the surrounding clouds suddenly began to move, opening their huge mouths one after another, and suddenly countless densely packed grey wind blades spread out like a rainstorm, slanting down towards where he was.

In an instant, Mo Juren was directly submerged by endless wind blades.

However, he was not panicked at all. His body was suddenly covered by a layer of gray light. No matter how many wind blades came, they all disappeared into thin air the moment they touched the light shield.

But at this moment, he did not intend to delay any longer. He turned into a white rainbow and shot out, rushing directly out of the wind blade rain.

At the same time, his mind moved, and sword lights appeared one after another.

Unlike before, the number of flying swords this time has exceeded a hundred. Under the control of the Xutian Star Map, they turned into white sword nets and attacked the boy directly in a tooth-for-tooth manner.

"How is this possible!" The boy reacted quickly at this time, and he couldn't hide the horror in his heart. His wind dragon magic didn't have any effect at all.

No one knew the power of the wind blade better than him. Under continuous attacks, even the top-level defensive magic weapons would not be able to hold out for long.

  What's with that grey light shield? It can't be a protective divine light. Could it be some kind of spiritual treasure?

But he had no time to distinguish these things at this moment. Seeing the white sword net coming like a storm, he did not dare to be careless at all. After all, this incarnation meant a lot to him and he couldn't let anything go wrong easily.

What's even more frustrating is that although the incarnation's defense is not bad, it is far inferior to the original body, so he dare not take these flying swords that are obviously extraordinary at first glance.

The dozen or so gray dragons immediately stopped spitting out wind blades, and attacked Mo Juren at the same time, accompanied by dragon roars.

Naturally, he was thinking of attacking Wei to save Zhao, but the result was completely different from what he expected. Not only did the wind blades not work, but even the dozens of huge wind dragons quickly dissipated when they came into contact with the mysterious light shield around the opponent.

“Still not working?” The boy frowned tightly. The Cloud-Splitting Claw couldn’t hurt the opponent, and the Wind Dragon Magic also had no effect at all. Would it be useful to use other inherited magic?

Ordinary ones definitely won’t work, and stronger ones are not much different from the Wind Dragon Sorcery, so they may not work.

The other is the forbidden technique, of which there are also two in the blood inheritance, but both require a certain amount of time, or even an unbearable price, so they are obviously not feasible.

There is only one most appropriate way, which is to use magic weapons.

One Ten Thousand Demons Banner is enough, he doesn't believe that the other party can block it.

However, this banner is now the main force in attacking the city defense formation. If it is used against the enemy, the front will definitely be affected.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a little regretful. If he had known that he was going to attack Xiaoji Palace, he should have brought more treasures with him instead of being careless and only bringing a Ten Thousand Demons Banner. Of course, he couldn't be blamed for this. After all, with the Ten Thousand Demons Banner, why would he need other treasures?

The other thing was the person in front of him. He was truly incredible. He was clearly only in the middle Nascent Soul stage, but he was able to easily dissolve his attacks time and time again.

Regardless of whether he has hidden cultivation or not, what is certain is that his true strength must be above the late Nascent Soul stage.

He suddenly thought of the other several level ten monsters. He didn't know where they had gone and they haven't arrived yet. They are not as useful as those low-level monsters.

Especially the Ice Phoenix. After all, the other party was the real main force in this operation. Otherwise, why would I lower myself to invite the other party? The result was the same now. It was useless.

He wanted to ask immediately, but there were too many flying swords around him, and they were chasing him so closely that he had no time to take care of anything else.

What frightened him even more was that these flying swords all seemed to be made of ten thousand year old black jade. While attacking, they also continuously released white cold air, forming a field of cold air in a very short time.

This kind of cold air is completely different from the cold air released on Beiming Island before. It comes from the essence of cold air condensed in the Ten Thousand Years Black Jade for tens of thousands of years. Even he would instinctively feel trembling once he touched it.

The sword net was getting closer and closer, and all the retreat routes were almost blocked, leaving no escape.

  "This is too much!" The boy was furious at this moment. As the lord of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, when had he ever encountered such a frustrating situation? How could he be forced into such a predicament by a human cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul?

Furious, he no longer hesitated and with a thought, the giant banner that was over a hundred feet tall and originally standing in front of the city wall instantly stopped attacking. Countless demon souls retreated like a tide and all sank into the banner and disappeared without a trace.

The boy waved his arm again, and with a flash of light, the giant banner began to shrink rapidly. In a blink of an eye, it became about ten feet high. The next moment, it turned into a black light and flew towards him.

Its speed is as fast as lightning and cannot be stopped.

At this moment, Mo Juren, who had been on guard for a long time, took action first. The dense sword net disappeared in an instant, and all the flying swords flew back at lightning speed, sank into the body and disappeared.

"The reaction is quite quick, but unfortunately, all the efforts are in vain!" After grasping the Ten Thousand Demons Banner, the boy suddenly felt a surge of confidence, and he swung it violently while smiling ferociously.

In an instant, a gray vortex suddenly appeared above Mo Juren's head.

However, the next scene made the boy stunned. Before the vortex could be completely formed, the other party turned into a white rainbow and broke through the air, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"..."

The boy was stunned. The fight was extremely fierce just a moment ago, and even the opponent had the upper hand. But in the blink of an eye, he saw him using the Ten Thousand Demons Banner and ran away!

The timing is so precise and the action so decisive that it is simply superb.

Not only the boy, but also the monks from Xiaoji Palace inside the formation and on the city wall were also shocked when they saw this scene.

They didn't know what to say for a moment. They couldn't say that their palace master was irresponsible, abandoning them and running for his life without hesitation. But if they were in the same situation, facing Che Laoyao holding the Ten Thousand Demons Banner, they would probably make the same choice.

The only thing that made everyone feel a little awkward was that their Palace Master ran too smoothly, as if he had been prepared for this. Even though Old Demon Che was so fast, he was still a step slow.

  Then again, if the Palace Master just ran away like that, what should we do next?

If Che Laoyao once again uses the Ten Thousand Demons Banner to attack the city defense formation, the pressure on his side will increase instantly and the time they can hold out will be greatly shortened.

Once the formation is broken and there is no way to retreat, Xiaoji Palace will be in danger of destruction.

  Thinking of this, everyone looked at Han Li. The other party was Palace Master Mo's direct disciple, so how could he just ignore him?

Unlike everyone else, Han Li looked very calm. He had probably guessed his master's tactics in his heart. He couldn't help but secretly complain, "You are clearly learning my way, old man?"

In mid-air, the boy looked at the Ten Thousand Demons Banner in his hand, which he had to stop waving halfway, and felt a vague sense of embarrassment.

At this moment, he was also thinking quickly, whether to chase after them or stay here and attack the city defense formation.

However, it only took him a moment to make the decision. The human monk was just a minor issue. It didn't matter whether he killed him or not. The key was to break through the formation as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. He waved his arm and sacrificed the Ten Thousand Demons Banner again.

He muttered something, accompanied by a complex and incomprehensible spell, and the Ten Thousand Demons Banner quickly swelled up out of thin air. After a full cup of tea, it turned into the thickness of a water jar again, a hundred feet high, standing in the air like a giant pillar.

"go"

A loud shout was heard, and accompanied by a loud bang, the giant banner was directly inserted into the ground in front of the city wall.

Upon seeing this, the boy immediately showed a look of satisfaction, and was about to continue practicing the spell to summon endless demon spirits to start attacking, but he never expected that a scene that almost made his mentality explode appeared.

The human monk who had originally escaped reappeared not far away at some point, and without even a word, he attacked directly with a huge seal carrying golden lightning.

"Damn it!" The boy was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He had already vaguely guessed the other party's plan, but it was precisely because of this that he was extremely angry.

This person really has no shame at all!

Even though he cursed in his heart, he did not dare to be careless at this moment. The huge thunder seal was obviously a top-level ancient treasure, and it was the type that was specially designed for attack. If he was really hit by it, his small body would not be able to withstand it.

Helplessly, he could only dodge immediately. Fortunately, the lightning seal was not like the flying sword, so it was not so overwhelming. It was not difficult to dodge it relying on the speed of the wind escape technique.

However, the speed of the Thunder Seal was also not slow. It also released two golden thunder dragons at the same time to chase it closely, which was indeed a bit embarrassing.

Especially since there were so many younger generations of the demon clan in the distance, while attacking the formation, their attention inevitably fell on him, which immediately made him feel a burning sensation on his face.

Naturally, he was unwilling to be so passive, so he dodged while launching attacks again, hoping to cause some interference. However, the result was no different from before, and he couldn't hurt the opponent at all.

Obviously, this conventional method is of no avail.

As a last resort, he could only take the Ten Thousand Demons Banner into his hands again. The result was predictable. As expected, before he could make a move, the opponent had already escaped once again.

The other party was also very good at hiding his aura, and he couldn't sense it at all.

For a moment, the boy was in a trance, not knowing whether to chase or not. (End of this chapter)