~.-~ Chapter 285 Attack the Heart

"Are you a master of the Nascent Soul level?" He used the Fire Dragon Mirror Shield to protect his body with one hand and covered the black wound on his shoulder with the other. Moen looked at the alien demons who slowly appeared from the void, and his face became extremely ugly. Since the dawn was targeted, Moen realized that the enemy's target was probably him, so even when he could escape safely, he blessed all the protective measures and mixed in a retreating warrior team.

However, even though Moen was extremely careful, he was unable to escape this disaster in the end. Shortly after Moen left the battlefield, a terrifying black light flew out from the void, and one blow solved all the warriors who covered Moen, and also broke all the protections on Moen's body, leaving a deep bone-visible wound on Moen's shoulder. When he was attacked, Moen had no time to block it with the Flame Dragon Mirror Shield, and the opponent broke through the defense of the three levels of the stone wall totem, the Earth Shield, and the Spirit Vine Armor.

"The protection ability is good and the reaction is fast. No wonder you can kill the spirit-eating guy. A foundation-building cultivator can still stand firmly after being hit by me, and even plan to escape. His foundation is indeed very deep. If he is carefully cultivated in the future, he may indeed cultivate the Chaos Five Elements Magic Art. This time the mad demon has good eyesight and can almost make up for it." Feng Jiao looked at Moen up and down, evaluating Moen's performance in a posture of evaluating goods.

As An Yun said, although it is only the early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivation, Feng Jiao is a well-deserved genius among the Hidden Demon Clan. Not only can he advance to the Nascent Soul level with the meager demon energy in the Demon God's altar within more than a thousand years, but he also has extremely high attainments in invisibility, illusion breaking, and sneak attacks. Even when facing the late stage of the Nascent Soul and even the peak masters, Feng Jiao is sure to escape after being invisible. Therefore, when facing Moen, Feng Jiao did not have any intention of being anxious, and it was completely a mentality of playing with a mouse.

"The Hidden Demon Clan isn't a Puppet Shadow Demon? It seems you are planning to capture me alive?" Looking at Feng Jiaoru's vague figure, Moen asked coldly while trying to suppress the injuries on his shoulder. Feng Jiaoru appeared here and acted so calmly. It was obvious that the temple's calculations were deviated. It is unlikely that the temple masters would come to support him in a short period of time. What will happen to his fate next depends mainly on himself, and no one else can rely on him.

"Haha, it seems that you know your value too! Yes, I do want to capture you alive. So now should you take the initiative to go back with me, or let me take you back?" Feng Jiao said with a smile.

"It's all for my life. Is there any difference between the two?" After Moen found that he could not expel the demonic energy from the wound in a short period of time, he asked back while taking the small shift talisman in his hand. At this point, Moen no longer sees any hope of defeating the enemy, and all he can do is to see if he can escape from the sky.

However, Moen's magic power had just injected into this small shift talisman with a lot of merits, and suddenly felt a pain in his shoulders. An illusion of a ghost appeared on the black wound. Before the small shift talisman that had been stimulated had time to play its role, the teleportation was forcibly stopped. Not only did Moen not take him away, but also consumed a lot of Moen's magic power, and the talisman itself disappeared directly.

"Of course there is a difference. If you go back with me, you can suffer less and die quietly. If you let me take you back, you will suffer the most cruel torture, and life is worse than death. By the way, the ghost locking technique on your shoulders is specially used to deal with the teleportation spells of monks. Without the precious goods like the Great Movement Talisman, even if ordinary Nascent Soul masters get this move, they cannot escape easily by teleportation. How about it? It feels bad to go from hope to despair?" Feng Jiao looked at Moen, whose face suddenly turned pale, and said with a smile. However, his tone was full of sarcasm and teasing.

"You said so much, I should want to make me feel desperate and give up fighting so that the puppet shadow demon you prepared can be more likely to possess, right?" After a moment of silence, Moen's face returned to normal and he asked with a serious expression. Although the temple made a mistake in calculating, the opponent, the Nascent Soul-level master, had the opportunity to chase him, the gap would never last long. In this case, the other party could not play a cat and mouse game aimlessly. The core purpose of the other party doing this should be to test his own mind, weaken his will, and prepare for the future puppet shadow demon possession. After all, with Moen's will and the tenacity of the soul, even the Golden Pill-level Puppet Shadow Demon may not be able to guarantee the successful possession.

"Oh? Did you realize it? It seems that the mad demon said that you know very well about our demon clan, which is not an exaggeration. Since you know, then make your choice. No matter how much mana you accumulate, you cannot turn the tables. I will not give you a chance." Feng Jiao snorted coldly and said lightly. As Moen expected, Feng Jiao spent so much effort to hit Moen's mind and make Moen give up on resisting. After all, Moen's body and soul are extremely important. If you choose to torture, weaken Moen's will and increase the success rate of possession, it will cause great damage to the soul. The physical injury is not a big deal for the monks, but it is much more difficult to involve the injury of the soul. For the future of the alien demon clan, Feng Jiao would rather take the risk to waste some time, and want to destroy Moen's psychological defense first.

However, since the encounter, Moen has never given up condensing magic power. This reaction obviously shows that Moen has not given up on resisting yet, which also means that Moen's will is stronger than expected. When he possesses himself in the future, there will be a lot of trouble, which makes Feng Jiao a little anxious.

"Hmph! I'm going to die, why are I afraid of torture? And although my strength is not as strong as you, I still have the ability to self-destruct the soul. If I self-destruct the soul, you won't get anything!" Moen responded coldly. While speaking, Moen's large amount of mana power was injected into his left arm, and the recovered wild demon soul was ready to move.

"You self-destruct your soul, you are overestimating your own strength. Since you have made a choice, I have to take action to let you taste the taste of life worse than death!" Seeing Moen's tough reaction, Feng Jiao frowned slightly, and a black short sword appeared in his hand. Although the strength of An Yun was enough to delay the opponent's time, Feng Jiao did not have enough time to escape safely. After confirming that he could not easily defeat Moen's will, Feng Jiao resolutely chose to take action.

"Lying down!" As the short sword was revealed, Feng Jiao disappeared into the air. The next moment, a black sword light appeared from the void and slashed towards Moen's back.

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