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Chapter 112 112 Reversal
All the cultivators in Mo Yuheng's formation looked at each other, puzzled, and fearful and worried.

Arrange everything properly, rush in and search around, find a person who is so powerful that he can't see his cultivation level clearly, and rush to remove the spell on the opponent.

The other party said: "What is Xiao Moxiu doing here? Be careful that I will eat you in one bite."

Mo Yuheng was stunned, he didn't expect the old man in front of him to have such a personality, and he was threatening and fierce when he opened his mouth.

I couldn't help but smiled wryly: "Senior, observe the aura around me, now is not the time to talk, see how I can save you."

The old man was stunned, only then did he realize that Mo Yuheng's aura had transformed into a pure aura of cultivating immortals, not at all, and he carried the violent aura of a demon cultivator all over his body.

The other party will not believe it so easily: "How can you tell me to believe you? Do you want to plot us all to sacrifice. God damn you demon cultivators are too hateful, even the soul will not be spared. Be careful of the cause and effect of heaven, you will be killed. Genocide."

"Senior, this is my identity token. I just recruited spiritual root disciples and this time I went to the Jade Market for a test."

Mo Yuheng handed the token forward, and the old man looked it up and down: "Then how did you act just now? You have such a devilish aura on you."

Mo Yuheng had a way to get rid of himself a long time ago because of the fact that it is the chaotic spiritual root that can transform and absorb the magic energy for cultivation.

Otherwise, wouldn't exposing yourself become the target of public criticism.

Take out a small formation to release the magic energy: "I am a formation mage, and I thought of a way to store these magic energy, and arrange a spiritual coat on my body to prevent the magic energy from entering the body. It exudes a demonic aura."

"I see."

Everyone was still a little wary at first, but they gradually relaxed their trust.

"Then how can I save you?"

"Look, there is a magic rope on my body. As long as you untie this thing, you can lose the restraint. But if you want to untie it, you must have a spiritual weapon, because you can't untie it with your cultivation base."

Hearing these words, everyone immediately lost confidence.

Can bring hope full of hope, now it is disappointment and despair.

"I have a spirit weapon."

The sound was like thunder, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

Unable to speak, his eyes were wide open.

His eyes told Mo Yuheng, hurry up.

Of course Mo Yuheng knew what they were thinking, and took out half of the flying shuttle, with a sharp corner of its tail revealing spiritual power, and ruthlessly pierced it towards the trapped magic rope.

The rope broke in an instant and fell to the ground, and the figure that was originally glowing with blood gradually became dim and formed an ordinary rope.

This is deprecated.

The old man who lost his restraint laughed loudly: "I have finally recovered, and my brain has finally recovered. I must go there and kill all those crumpled demons. It's time to loosen my muscles and bones."

The two palms clasped each other, making a clicking sound.

"Senior, what's your name?"

"Thanks to you, little girl. If I can change my name, I won't change my surname to Lei Batian." Lei Batian is one of the Loose Cultivators in the world, and he joined the Loose Cultivation League to become an elder.

But I don't like to be restrained, I just want to be happy.

"Then I'll call you Mr. Lei. Mr. Lei is not happy now. There are a total of ten Jindan Demon Cultivators and 52 Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivators. Let's hurry up and save people."

Lei Batian stretched out his hand and patted his head, with self-reproach on his face, "You're right, old man, I almost forgot. Even if this old man has three heads and six arms, he can't handle so many demon cultivators."

So he took out a sword in his hand, and the purple-black thunder light lingered all over his body, exuding a threat.

Mo Yuheng exclaimed, "Sword Qi Realm."

Lei Batian's left hand was held behind his back, and the index and middle fingers of his right hand kept drawing the sword in the air in mid-air, and kept wandering around.

Click click.

Soon the ropes on everyone were cut off instantly, and everyone regained their freedom.

"The originally quiet place suddenly became lively, and everyone knew and talked to each other."

Lei Batian is not an impulsive person, and knows how to think about the next thing.

Ask Mo Yuheng to refine Qi and he will be able to come here to save them.

Mo Yuheng said some things that he didn't want others to know.

Lei Batian understood instantly.

Mo Yuheng took a mask off his own face, and instantly restored his alluring appearance.

"Senior, since we have saved the people here, we can do the same thing next. I have you in my heart, but I have to send some people to save my partner. It seems that there is no way to be involved by another strong demon cultivator. come out."

Tell the story of Fen Jin, and Lei Batian already understands it when he sends out his consciousness.

"Okay, I'm going to save him now, he's in trouble now. He's being hunted down by the three Golden Core cultivators."

Mo Yuheng broke out in a cold sweat: "Senior, hurry up and rescue him."

"En." Lei Batian hurried to go.

Mo Yuheng was full of breath. Fortunately, he had the foresight to lend him the other half of the nonsense first.

Otherwise, what he encountered would be even worse.

But if this continues, it will be very unfavorable to Fen Jin, so a quick decision must be made.

Those present included foundation-building Dzogchen monks and Qi-training monks.

There are people with economic characteristics, but this is simple.

Take all the people and kill them quietly. Fortunately, there is a formation master inside and Mo Yuheng work together to arrange the formation, and together attract the Jindan demon cultivators away. law inside.

Although there were only more than 20 foundation-building monks who were rescued, all the monks had their own means and confidence to save their lives. Mo Yuheng secretly planned to deal a painful blow to the other party, and the demon cultivators were almost wiped out before they could react.

Only some of the base-building moxiu and Jindan moxiu who slipped through the net were left and fled into the altar.

And the Demon Lord in the sky originally thought that the monk on the opposite side was afraid of constantly dodging, and his heart could be inflated with confidence, so he didn't think of other people to keep chasing him.

It's better to stop in mid-air and curse: "Old bald donkey, are you greedy for life and afraid of death, are you worthy of practicing Buddha?"

"Amitabha, the old man only has one scale, so don't worry about it. Please ask the benefactor to look at the bottom."

The monk clasped his hands together.

Mozun hated the monk to the bottom of his heart, and wanted to kill him quickly.

And there are his own guards underneath, so there will be no trouble.

Only today will I wholeheartedly pursue and kill the monk. How can I know what happened on the top of the mountain below.

When he looked down, his face changed drastically, and he hurried down to save people.

Stop the opponent with the last one, and fight the opponent without politeness.

All of a sudden, the sky and the earth roared, and the blood-colored clouds churned.

After a cup of tea, Mozun knew that the devil energy in his body was not enough, so he wanted to turn around and run away.

How could the monk let him escape?

A handful of Zen appeared in his hand and became huge, smashing down from mid-air.

Mozun's face was full of panic: "Stop, stop quickly."

(End of this chapter)