Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 111 Who is the Quan Xing demon?
The Luotian Grand Ceremony came to an end, and Longhu Mountain fell into a dead silence. The night was like thick ink, covering the sky and the earth, swallowing up the last ray of light.

The waning moon hangs alone in the sky, casting a faint, cold light.

The young Taoist priest, with his hands in his pockets, wandered alone on the mountain path in the forest. His black Taoist robe fluttered in the wind. He seemed to have grown stronger, but it was not so obvious under the cover of night.

Mo Yu's gaze swept across the plants, flowers and stones on the roadside, and a hint of contemplation flashed in his eyes.

He tried to absorb the essence of flowers and plants into his eyes, and according to the old Taoist's instructions, he tried to draw nutrients from nature to feed himself.

But...I can't do it.

With his current level of cultivation, he could only barely control his energy from leaking out of his eyes, and at the same time keep the adjustment function of his eyes in a comfortable state.

The flowers are still flowers, the grass is still grass, and you are still you. The spirit of nature is like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, as if they are in two completely different worlds.

He could only reduce the loss of his own energy and spirit, but could not go any further.

"The Return to Light Realm is truly difficult. No wonder five chapters were devoted to explaining it. I'm still a long way from it!"

There was a sound of footsteps in the woods.

A slim figure walked slowly out of the darkness, with a graceful figure and curvy body, exactly like Feng Shayan.

She had a smile on her face and waved when she saw Mo Yu: "Mo Yu, where have you been? I've been looking for you for a long time."

Mo Yu said nothing, but just walked slowly towards him.

"I heard from my father that Quan Xing's gang of demons sneaked into Longhu Mountain, and their target is the Tongtian Talisman in your hand. How can you run around at this time?" Feng Shayan's tone was filled with resentment, and her voice drifted away in the night wind.

She stopped and tilted her head to look at him. The smile on her lips remained, but the corners of her eyes twitched slightly, and she had a bad feeling in her heart.

"Ah~"

Mo Yu walked up to him, sighed softly, and suddenly stretched out his right claw hidden in the wide sleeves of his Taoist robe, so fast that only a black shadow was left.

Feng Shayan felt an itch in her heart, as if something sticky was flowing out. Her eyes froze and her face turned pale in an instant.

Under the moonlight, she looked down and saw a beating heart held in Mo Yu's hand, blood dripping down his black gauntlet into the mud.

"Even if it's a disguise, you should at least send a woman. Who are you trying to disgust by sending a man?"

Mo Yu had an expression as if he had eaten shit, with a hint of disgust in his eyes. He suddenly crushed the still beating heart in his palm. Myocardial fragments squeezed out from between his fingers like mud, and blood splattered everywhere.

The pretender was splashed in the face. He looked down at his collapsed chest, his charming face distorted, revealing the face of a middle-aged man with a mustache, his eyes full of fear and despair.

He staggered half a step, his lips trembling, unable to figure out how he was exposed. Then he collapsed to the ground, his pupils dilated, and fell in a pool of blood with a heart full of resentment and confusion. He would never have a chance to think about it in this life.

Blood flowed all over the ground, the pungent smell was so strong that it dyed the grass beside the mountain path red.

Mo Yu looked up to the sky and took a deep breath. The crisp cold wind from the mountains, mixed with the stench of rust, suddenly rushed into his lungs.

"Whoo~"

Two streams of steaming white air spewed out of the nostrils, like two thin dragons spreading out in the moonlight.

Mo Yu's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he suddenly disappeared from the spot, his figure like a ghost.

"Damn it, I've been discovered!"

The Taoist figure appeared like lightning in a depression covered with bushes. The two Quanxing small fry stared at Mo Yu with bloodshot eyes and growled, and attacked him at the same time.

But no matter how fast they were, Mo Yu was even faster—the sword flashed!
Their true Qi had just begun to condense into some shape, but before it could take shape, it was ruthlessly pierced through by a cold light.

The sword flashed, and Mo Yu's sword finger penetrated into the skull. The movement was so fast that people could not see the trajectory. The eyes of the two men froze from ferociousness in an instant, and then there was no sound.

The body fell to the ground with two dull "bangs" and dust flying everywhere.

Mo Yu's figure suddenly blurred, leaving only a shadow where he was, pierced by three poisonous needles. The needle tips gleamed with a cold light as they sank into the two bodies, their blood still lingering, the sound of them piercing flesh barely audible.

The toxin will release as soon as it comes into contact with blood. The needle hole will swell rapidly, and black and purple poisonous spots will spread like ink. The skin and flesh will rot, and a disgusting stench will be emitted.

Xu Changqing's Adam's apple rolled under the shadow of the tree, and the dark blue poison needle in the blowpipe vibrated along with his swollen cheeks.

"Where are they? Where are they going?"

He hid behind a tree, his pupils shrank into needle points, veins bulging on his forehead, and witnessed the entire process of the tragic death of the two brothers.

As a ranged alien not adept at close combat, he knew all too well what it meant to lose a target from his perception. With his back drenched in cold sweat, he maximized his five senses, attempting to track down Mo Yu.

"I see!"

Mo Yu, dressed in a black robe, blended almost perfectly into the darkness, taking advantage of the complex terrain of the mountain forest. But when Xu Changqing finally saw the shadow, it only meant one thing: Death had touched his face!
Death was approaching, he held the blowpipe and took a deep breath, using all his strength to stimulate his true energy, and ejected twelve poisonous needles in succession, blocking Mo Yu in all directions.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

Amidst the sound of breaking air, three crisp sounds of metal colliding were heard.

Under Xu Changqing's incredulous gaze, the black shadow that looked like the god of death dodged most of the poison needles with just his body skills, and the remaining three were also deflected by his fingers. He didn't even use his true energy during the whole process!
In the moonlight, his figure passed by like a ghost, his robe sleeves fluttering, and his afterimage was like the wind.

"How, how is this possible!"

Xu Changqing's eyes widened, filled with fear and despair.

When the black shadow passed by him, his gradually dimming eyes caught a glimpse of it, and through the pinhole of the Taoist robe, he saw the inner armor underneath.

Yes, there are more smart people in this world than just them.
Even though Hu Jie died under Mo Yu's sword, how could he not guess that Quan Xing had sneaked into Longhu Mountain.

But even so, he still dared to wander alone on this forest path.
You think this is a good opportunity to take action, but doesn't Mo Yu also think this is a great hideout?

The blowpipe was pushed into his throat, and the black gauntlet tightly gripped the lower half of his face. However, Mo Yu did not stop, and he quickly shuttled through the mountains and forests, dodging many hidden weapons such as flying knives, darts, steel nails, plum blossom needles, and Emei spears. His movements were as fast as a shadow in the night wind.

"boom!"

Xu Changqing's body was suddenly pierced into a big tree. His blood was still wet, but his eyes had already dimmed.

Mo Yu didn't bother to care. He gripped his jawbone with a sudden force, his five fingers piercing his flesh like red-hot nails. "Crack!" The entire mandible was ripped out, the white teeth still clinging to the pink gums. The upper jaw, pierced by the blowgun, was completely exposed to the air, a bloody mess with a pungent stench.

He casually threw the bloody thing on the fallen corpse, turned around and looked at the exposed shadows in the woods, and a ferocious smile appeared at the corner of Mo Yu's mouth.

The gauntlet stained with broken flesh was dripping with blood, gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

Many Quanxing demons looked at this cruel and bloody scene, their hearts beating fast, a trace of fear flashed in their eyes, and they unconsciously took half a step back.

Damn it, who is the real monster?

"Today I just want to beat you to death, or be beaten to death by you!"

Under the cold moon, Mo Yu stood in a pool of blood and took out a booklet from his arms. His movements were casual but provocative.

"If you want the Tongtian Scroll or my life, Mo Yu, feel free to come and get it."

He had a ferocious smile on his face, and his expression was extremely crazy. The murderous intent in his eyes was like a raging fire, and his pupils revealed an almost crazy murderous aura.

The dense forest that had previously poured out countless hidden weapons suddenly became quiet, as if the sound of the wind was swallowed up, leaving only an eerie silence.

Quan Xing's demons are just bad, not stupid!

They are eager to bully the weak, as this is fun and beneficial.

Facing the strong, they were slaughtered like chickens, and they ran faster than each other.

Mo Yu curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and a stream of true energy surged out from his palm, wrapping the booklet in it. He flicked it with his hand and threw it out.

The booklet drew an arc in the air, gleaming faintly in the moonlight.

Countless pairs of greedy eyes in the forest followed the booklet, flashing faint light, like a group of hungry wolves staring at their prey.

Money can move people's hearts, and few people can suppress their inner greed.

If you can really suppress it, you won’t fall into the whole nature.

An invisible wave spread in the forest, igniting the bomb of greed in people's hearts, and the oppressive silence in the forest was instantly broken.

Mo Yu's eyes looked somewhere far away, as if penetrating layers of obstacles and falling on the four people hiding under the hillside.

At this moment, several invisible Qi lines quietly shot out from the dense forest, trying to wrap around the booklet in the air. Before they touched it, they were shattered by the demonic Qi wrapped in Mo Yu.

If clever tricks don’t work, then take it by force!
Mo Yu's sword energy is indeed terrifying and murderous, but his speed is not so fast that it is unmatched. As long as he can grab the Tongtian Talisman and turn around and run, he may be able to escape from his hands!

A dark shadow was the first to rush out from the dense forest. Its body was as thin as a monkey, and its legs were as fast as an arrow.

With a flash of cold light in his hand, three flying knives flew straight towards Mo Yu. The blades tore through the air, making sharp and piercing whistling sounds, trying to restrain his movements.

But Shadow himself did not stop for a moment, his speed suddenly exploded, turning into a black line and rushing towards the booklet. His swift movement was so fast that even Mo Yu felt inferior to him.

But... Mo Yu curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer, slowly raised his right palm, pointed at the thin figure in the distance, the true energy in his palm surged, and suddenly pushed forward - the devil controls the object!
Zheng~
The three flying knives made crisp sounds in the air, as if they had hit an invisible wall of air. The blades trembled violently, and were then caught by a powerful repulsive force, flying back at a speed even faster than when they came!
The cold light drew three deadly arcs under the moonlight.

"Puchi!" The demon's fingertips were about to touch the booklet. Greedy excitement just crept onto his face, but his arm suddenly stiffened.

The three flying knives pierced through his chest with even greater force, causing blood to splatter!

The skinny body was sent flying by the huge impact force and hit an ancient tree hard, causing the trunk to crack with a snap.

When Mo Yu was restrained by the shadow.

Several more people took the opportunity to rush out, but Quan Xing the demon finally couldn't resist the greed in his heart.

"Everyone, come together. Even if Mo Yu's sword power is unparalleled, he can't kill us all. Wait until his true energy is exhausted..."

Before the man could finish his words, with a ferocious and fanatical look on his face, a rock as big as a football came whistling in with a strong wind and hit him hard in the chest.

His ribs snapped, his entire chest caved in, and a large cloud of blood spurted out of his mouth, mixed with fragments of internal organs and scattered to the ground, and his body fell to the ground like a rag.

Mo Yu raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a playful smile.

When he first watched the movie, he fantasized that one day someone would shout this to him.

It feels really good to be the big boss, so even though his kick was heavy, he still saved his life.

At this moment, a Quan Xing demon wielding an iron whip seized the opportunity and swung out the iron whip full of barbs in his hand.

The tip of the whip was like a snake spitting out its tongue, accurately entangling the booklet and the ball of true qi wrapped in Mo Yu.

This kind of attack, which is supported by a physical entity, is difficult to tear apart with just a ball of true qi, even with the demonic force field that Mo Yu has evolved now.

"Successful!"

His eyes flashed with ecstasy, he shouted excitedly, his mouth stretched into a grin, revealing a row of jagged yellow teeth, and he shook his wrist violently, trying to retract the iron whip along with the prey.

However, he did not notice that his knife-wielding companion in front of him suddenly froze in place.

There was a deafening "bang" sound, and the knife-wielding demon was hit by an unreasonable brute force and hit the whip-wielding demon hard. The crisp sound of broken bones could be heard clearly.

The two men piled up on top of each other, blood and flesh flew everywhere, the iron whip flew out of his hand, and the booklet was thrown out again.

I don't know whether it was the revenge of the whip-wielding monster before his death, or the sinister Mo Yu was fishing, but the direction in which the booklet was thrown was exactly where the Quanxing monster in the dense forest was.

Of course, they could choose to give up the Tongtian Talisman and turn around and run. With Mo Yu's speed, he really couldn't catch up with many of them in such complex terrain.

But, they were gathered together by four lunatics.

The poisonous wine-scented pollen that penetrates the intestines gradually paralyzes people's nerves, and the Twelve Labor Emotion Formation of the Thunder Smoke Cannon amplifies people's greed.

None of the dozens of Quanxing monsters lying in ambush in the mountains retreated.

They were originally cannon fodders that were used to contain and consume Mo Yu!

(End of this chapter)