Time flies, and three days have passed. In the camp outside the city, the Mulan people who have made all preparations finally move.
I saw countless streams of light rising into the sky, sweeping towards Tiantian City like a torrential rain. What is even more shocking is that despite the huge number of warriors, they are not chaotic at all, and always maintain a mysterious formation, like
A well-trained army.
On the ground below, five wild beasts the size of mountains also walked out of the camp and marched quickly forward. Such a huge team seemed like black clouds were pressing down on the city, covering the sky and the sun, making people breathless. The Mulan people did not choose to encircle them from all sides, but apparently planned to concentrate their forces to attack one place. The Nine Nations Alliance side was also well prepared. The more than 100-mile-long city wall was already crowded with monks, and they all showed surprised expressions.
Heading outside the city.
"Here we come!" In the central area, Wei Wuya seemed to sense something, and with a flash of green light, he rushed out of the formation and was suspended in mid-air.
At the same time, another figure also flew over from the opposite side, it was the Mulan people’s divine master surnamed Zhong.
"Fellow Daoist Wei, you are well."
"If you didn't come to invade, Wei would be fine." Facing the intruders, Wei Wuya naturally had a bad look on his face and snorted coldly.
"As the saying goes, it is a crime to possess a jade. You, the southern kingdoms, occupy the sacred land. How can you understand the hardships of our Mulan people? It is not so much an invasion. It is essentially just a last resort for survival. I hope fellow Daoist Wei can understand
."
"It's just greed, why bother looking for a high-sounding excuse. Sorry, Wei can't understand."
"It's a pity..." The man surnamed Zhong shook his head slightly, but his expression suddenly became serious.
"Then there's only one thing you can do."
"I will stay with you until the end." Wei Wuya was not afraid at all. The green light around him flashed through the air and he said coldly,
"You can't let go of me here. If you are brave enough, come with me."
"I'll leave this place to you, be careful." The man surnamed Zhong turned around and said to the messenger below, then he also took up the light and chased after him.
As the two great monks moved away, the war between the two sides began.
Somewhere below, Saintess Mulan waved her white jade arms gently, and immediately, five behemoths slowly walked out and stayed side by side in front of the position.
It looks like a rhinoceros, with a monster body as big as a mountain. Its whole body is covered with blue scales, and a silver horn that is several feet long grows on its forehead.
On the back of each giant rhinoceros is a Nascent Soul level controller. As soon as the command is given, a huge roar that reaches the sky and the earth sounds.
The five giant rhinos opened their bloody mouths one after another, bursts of crimson flames instantly filled the air, turning into five huge pillars of fire and shooting towards the formation in front.
The diameter of the fire pillar was several feet, and it carried violent energy. It collided with the light curtain in an instant. Then it suddenly exploded and turned into an endless wave of flames that spread above the light curtain.
The demonic fire was so strange that it could last forever. As the fire pillar continued to be replenished, the red flame wave spread extremely quickly, covering a large area in the blink of an eye.
Inside the formation, some monks who had participated in the frontline fighting saw this, and they all showed lingering fears. It was this beast that they encountered at Fengyuanjing camp before, and there was only one at that time. With the burning of the weird demon fire
, the light curtain formed by the guardian formation soon became unable to support it.
Now that five of them have arrived at once, their power has naturally increased exponentially. I wonder how long Tiantian City’s so-called top-notch ‘Shangyuan Light-Destroying Formation’ can last?
In the center, Elder Luo, who was in charge of command, looked calm at the moment. If he couldn't resist even five wild beasts, the 'Shangyuan Light Extinguishing Array' would not be called a top-notch protective array.
Sure enough, even though the weird demonic fire continued to burn, the light curtain remained motionless.
Saintess Mulan also saw this scene, but she was not disappointed at all. Instead, she let the five wild beasts continue to attack.
At the same time, his pair of exposed jade arms waved again, and in an instant, countless magician formations around him began to move, and they started to use mysterious magic formulas.
In just a moment, countless dense spiritual lights soared into the sky, eventually converging into terrifying spiritual light seals that also bombarded the light curtain in front.
"Boom boom boom..."
Violent explosions were heard one after another, and even though the Shangyuan Light Extinguishing Array had an amazing defense, it was still being bombarded by such a dense and powerful attack.
Before it was over, the second attack followed, the third, the fourth...
Within the formation, Elder Luo, who was originally confident and slow, frowned at this moment. Obviously, no matter how strong the formation is, there is a limit. If the opponent is allowed to attack so unscrupulously, problems will sooner or later occur.
"You can't do this. Brother Luo, you should give the order quickly." Another mid-stage Nascent Soul monk next to him said with a solemn expression.
"Rely on the large formation and focus on harassment. Don't show off." Elder Luo did not hesitate. He immediately waved his arms. In an instant, all the Nascent Soul stage monks on the city wall were the first to rush out of the light curtain. The monks below the Dan Formation stage followed behind.
Also keep up.
"I can't bear it anymore!" From a distance, Saintess Mulan sneered again and again. Without waiting for her to issue another order, many masters and great masters who had been prepared also flew away and directly greeted her.
Go up.
In mid-air, nearly two hundred Nascent Soul stage powerhouses were fighting each other. On the ground, countless monks in the Dan Formation stage, Foundation Establishment stage monks and magicians were fighting in a melee.
One side has a natural advantage due to the blessing of the spiritual magic circle. Although the other side is messy, it can advance and retreat freely relying on the large formation at the rear.
For a time, the sky was dark, the sun and the moon had no light.
……
"You didn't participate?" In the Ten Thousand Immortals Tower, Mo Juren was enjoying tea leisurely at this time. As he already knew the outcome, he didn't care about the decisive battle outside, but was constantly sensing the location of the mark. p>
What surprised him was that Mo Xiaosheng did not participate in the battle, but still stayed in a certain inn. On the contrary, Liu Chengfeng was fighting with the Mulan people outside the city at the moment.
Both of these two people are hidden dangers, and it is best to solve them all before going to Chaotic Star Sea next time. Otherwise, even if he leaves, he will not feel at ease.
However, there is a difference between the two.
As a peak monk in the late stage of pill formation, Liu Chengfeng is not weak in strength. Unless a trap is set in advance, it will be difficult to get rid of him with 100% certainty.
On the contrary, Mo Xiaosheng is just one chance away from him. As long as the time is right, he can be killed easily.
This time the other party arrived at the Nine Nations Alliance, which was considered an excellent opportunity. Unfortunately, the other party did not know the reason, and was very cautious from beginning to end. During these days, he did not even step out of the inn's door.
.
Mo Juren couldn't help but ponder, could it be because he knew the reason why he was here, so he had scruples? After all, he was so famous during this period that he couldn't hide it from the other party.
While he was thinking about it, his expression suddenly changed, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
The other party actually moved and left the inn for the first time in months. What surprised him even more was that the other party did not go to the battlefield to participate in the battle, but left quickly in the opposite direction.
"Could it be..." Mo Juren's heart suddenly moved, and he suddenly had some kind of guess. His heart instantly felt joyful, and without any hesitation, he stood up and left the restaurant.
……
Somewhere in the street, a figure is walking quickly. It is obviously very anxious, walking like wind. If it were not restricted by the restrictions in Tiantian City, it would probably fly directly.
This person is Mo Xiaosheng, and he feels very helpless when talking about it. He was sent by the sect to perform tasks in the Nine Nations Alliance, but he did not expect to hear the news that Mo Juren was also here.
This existence made him hate him to the core, but also feared him to the extreme. He had tried his best to avoid him, so why was he still lingering?
Nowadays, the opponent's fame has spread throughout the Nine Nations Alliance, and even in the Mulan Grassland. Countless monks are discussing the opponent's Talisman talent, and even all the past.
He doesn't care about this, he just understands that if the other party learns of his existence, he will really suffer. With his strength, without a top-notch life-saving object like the 'Shuchichi Talisman', he will almost
Certain death.
Therefore, after learning about the other party, he has been carefully hiding in the inn.
He has been waiting, waiting until today is the best time for the two sides to fight. At this time, everyone has gone to the battlefield, and powerful monsters like Mo Juren are no exception.
Under such circumstances, he could leave easily and be gone by the time the war was over.
As for the mission sent by the sect, it is not a big deal at all. He had previously excused it by saying that he had problems with his own cultivation and was unable to fight.
Doesn't he hate in his heart? The answer is obvious. How could he not hate that his three younger brothers were killed? If possible, he would have wanted to cut his body into pieces.
It's a pity that he knows himself. With his current strength, revenge is just a luxury.
Instead of living in hatred every day, it would be more meaningful to concentrate on cultivation and work hard to improve your strength. Things are unpredictable, maybe one day in the future, there will be an opportunity?
Confused thoughts were racing through my mind, but my steps were not slow at all, and I ran straight to the location of the city gate.
For him, the top priority right now is to leave Tiantian City as soon as possible, as far away from that person named Mo as possible. Everything else is not considered for the time being.
Not long after, Mo Xiaosheng finally left the city gate without any hesitation. He immediately jumped into the air and flew towards the north.
His speed was extremely fast, almost reaching his own limit, and before long he had flown more than two hundred miles. He turned his head and looked behind him, but did not find anything strange.
At this point, he really breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice. The caution he had spent these days was not in vain, and he was finally out of a dangerous situation.
Come to think of it, that person surnamed Mo should be still fighting fiercely with the Mulan people at this moment, right?
This is also a good thing. With the opponent's reputation, he will definitely receive the attention of the Mulan people. I hope God will open his eyes and let the opponent die on the battlefield.
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and an uncontrollable smile appeared on his face.
Before he could be happy for a long time, he suddenly discovered that in the mid-air not far ahead, a figure was standing suspended on a flying sword, looking at him with a half-smile.
I was startled in my heart at first, and subconsciously looked at the other person. When I could see the person's appearance clearly, his expression suddenly changed drastically.
"Mo Juren, how is this possible!" At this time, the joyful mood in Mo Xiaosheng's heart suddenly fell into the abyss, as if he was enveloped by an unprecedented feeling of death.
At that moment, he even forgot about escaping immediately. His whole body seemed to be stiff and stood there, not knowing what to do?
Escape? He wanted to, but knowing the strength gap between the two sides, he knew very well that there was no way he could escape.
The four brothers didn't succeed together last time, let alone alone now. Without a top-notch treasure like the 'Shutchi Talisman', they are as powerless as a fish in a net.
"Mo... Fellow Daoist Mo, can you spare my life?" Mo Xiaosheng was so frightened that he even stuttered a little.
"Give me a reason not to take action?" Mo Juren also didn't expect that the other party would beg for mercy at this time, so he couldn't help but ask with a playful expression.
"In the past, my four brothers secretly ambush Gu Xianzi. They were wrong in the first place, and they deserved the catastrophe afterwards. It is precisely because of this that I have never had any thoughts of revenge. I have done this all these years. Taoist friends should know best.
..."
"Do you think Mo will believe it?" Mo Juren sneered. He is so reasonable and understands righteousness, and those who don't know think he is a saint?
"I swear with my Taoist heart that if I have any thoughts of revenge in the future, I will be struck by five thunders and my soul will fly away..." Seeing the other party's expression, Mo Xiaosheng became anxious and quickly made a series of vicious vows.
"I can't see that you are so cruel to yourself." Mo Juren still smiled, but the murderous intent in his eyes became more intense. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party, and a white light flashed around him, and he came to bully him in an instant. At the same time,
, the flying sword at his feet arrived first and struck directly forward with the cold sword light.
"Damn it..." Even though he had sworn such a vicious oath, the other party still did not intend to let him go. He would kill him as soon as he made a move. He was frightened and at the same time, he was extremely sad and angry.
You know, it was his three younger brothers who died in that incident. He decided not to care about it, but the other party still refused to let him go. How vicious it was.
Without any hesitation, he immediately dodged with light and fled in another direction at high speed. Unfortunately, before he could fly a few feet, two more sword lights emerged, splitting into two paths and completely stopping him. p>
He just realized it at this time. No wonder the other party communicated with him so leisurely. It turned out that he had been prepared and didn't give him a chance to escape at all.
The way forward was cut off. At this moment, he knew in his heart that there was no other way to survive except to fight to the death.
Without any hesitation, he immediately thought, and two rays of light emerged. One was his natal magic weapon 'Floating Light Inkstone', and the other was a set of golden battle armor, covering his whole body in a flash. p>
In an instant, the floating light inkstone was divided into three, and two phantoms were separated to fight with the flying swords. Unfortunately, with just one blow, the two phantoms were directly destroyed, and the main body was also destroyed.
Frozen by the extreme cold.
His expression suddenly changed drastically. Having experienced the last time, he was naturally prepared. He found a lot of top-grade fire-attribute materials and refining the natal magic weapon in order to prevent him from encountering the opponent again in the future. During the first battle, the opponent's flying sword's cold attack left a profound impact on him. The extreme cold could instantly affect the spirit of the magic weapon.
However, what frightened him was that over the years, not only his magic weapon had improved, but the opponent's flying sword had also become very different, and the coldness it brought had increased by countless times?
He could clearly feel that his magic weapon spirit had been severely damaged and had become stiff and sluggish, making it difficult to control.
His guess was correct. At the time of the battle, Mo Juren's flying sword had just been refined and the cold air was only a hundred years old. After being cultivated, the cold air of the three flying swords had grown to a thousand years old. Naturally, there was a qualitative difference. He originally thought he was at least capable of fighting, but now it seems that he has thought too much. He is not even a single enemy of the opponent.
Suddenly I remembered the terrifying achievements of the other party over the years. It was an existence that could almost compete with the strong ones in the Nascent Soul stage. I still want to fight with them? I am really confused.
Just surrender?
No, he was unwilling to give in. Thoughts flashed in his mind, and he suddenly thought of something. A special rare treasure that he had accidentally obtained over the years might be useful.
Although I still can't drive it as I want, I can...
It’s just the price...
The current situation is critical, and he can't care so much anymore.
As I was thinking, a black light flashed in my hand, and a short black stick half a foot long appeared. It looked inconspicuous, and I didn’t know what it was?
However, the moment he saw the black stick, a hint of ferocity flashed in Mo Xiaosheng's eyes. He avoided the three incoming sword lights and at the same time, he continued to input mana to start stimulating it.
In an instant, the stick began to glow with a hazy black light, and a strange gray mist gradually appeared on his face, as if it was constantly absorbing his vitality. His skin began to become wrinkled, and his black hair turned white.