"Fellow Taoist Yuan Zhi is joking. This place is clearly the place where the two major forces of good and evil joined forces to suppress the Blood Hell Heavenly Lord in ancient times. How can we say it only belongs to the noble sect?" Mo Juren's eyes flashed slightly and he asked in a calm tone.
"Why did Fellow Daoist Mo have to secretly change his concept? In the past, it was true that the good and the evil teamed up to suppress the devil, but the location they chose was deep underground in our sect, so it naturally belongs to our sect." Yuan Zhi was obviously not easy to fool.
He immediately retorted.
"Is it true?" Mo Juren thought to himself. He was originally just guessing, how could there be formations from several super sects of the Great Jin Dynasty in the ruins of Blood Hell Tianzun? This is obviously illogical.
Such strict protection is most likely to prevent something. Perhaps the Blood Hell Heavenly Lord from the past may not have died completely, but was suppressed here.
The half-truth and half-false test just now made him guess right.
After putting away his thoughts, he was not angry, but said again with a half-smile:
"If Mo remembers it correctly, the entrance to the place of suppression should be located in the western area of Guizong's mountain gate, even beyond the coverage of Guizong's protective formation. Naturally, it cannot be said to be underground of Guizong, but should be in the adjacent area.
It’s more appropriate.”
"You..." Master Yuanzhi was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He never expected that this seemingly well-dressed person in front of him could actually be such a messy and troublesome person.
Yes, the location of the entrance is indeed not within the coverage area of the sect formation, but the distance is only a few hundred feet away. To say that they are adjacent is obviously unreasonable.
Furthermore, this was not the case thousands of years ago. Due to some special reasons, the entire sect moved more than a thousand feet to the eastern region. This resulted in the current situation. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be evidence of the other party's deliberate quibbles.
, it is really too much to deceive others.
"Fellow Daoist Mo is telling lies with his eyes open like this. Do you think the three monks are all fools, or do you think the Leiyin Sect has no one and can be fooled and bullied at will?" Master Yuanzhi's eyes suddenly turned cold and he asked again in a deep voice.
, Yuan Ku and Yuan Ci on the side also had dark faces.
"Mo is just discussing the matter. I can't help you if you don't agree. Of course, if the three masters want to take advantage of the close proximity to Leiyin Sect and bully the few, then Mo is not someone to be bullied and is willing to accompany you.
After all." Mo Juren was indeed messing around, and the reasons he gave were even more far-fetched, but at least they made sense.
As for the threat clearly revealed in the other party's words, he didn't care at all. His expression also turned cold and his tone was extremely tough.
Hu Guang and Wei Yurou were both frightened, but they didn't say anything and quickly became on guard.
Mo Juren's tough attitude actually made Yuan Zhi hesitate. Thinking about the previous incident where the three opponents broke through several super formations without being damaged, he became even more wary.
These three people were too mysterious, and he couldn't figure it out at all, especially the leader, the monk surnamed Mo. What did they have to rely on, and why did they dare to be so arrogant?
The peripheral vision scanned the hall again. The formation here was the most important seal for the devil. Fortunately, there was no problem, so there was no need for a conflict when the opponent's details were unclear.
"This sect has been standing since ancient times. Naturally, we disdain to bully the minority. However, the three of you rashly broke into the forbidden area and destroyed several formations one after another, putting the seal of the demon in danger. Don't you give some explanation?"
"Explain?" Mo Juren chuckled,
"What do you want to explain?"
"At least the damaged formations must be repaired or replaced. Of course, we have a certain responsibility for failing to protect the forbidden area, and we will also try our best to make up for it.
As for how to do it specifically and how much resources you and I need to spend each, this needs to be discussed in detail. This is not the place to talk. I would also like to ask the three fellow Taoists to leave with the poor monk first, and we can discuss it later when we get to Leiyin Sect.
Not too late." Yuan Zhi's expression changed, and he immediately gave suggestions. However, Mo Juren, who heard this, shook his head directly:
"As I said before, this place is not unique to your Leiyin Sect. No matter whether it is destroyed or destroyed, even if it needs to be repaired, it is not your sect's turn to make the decision."
"Friend Daoist Mo, are you sure you have thought it through?" He has made enough concessions, but the other party is still so ignorant of current affairs. This is because he does not take Leiyin Sect seriously at all. Is this intolerable?
Not only Yuan Zhi, but Yuan Rong and Yuan Ci behind him also had cold expressions on their faces, and strong murderous intent burst out.
"What, are the three masters planning to take action?" Mo Juren sneered and continued to provoke each word.
"Not only did Mo ignore the previously destroyed formation, but he even planned to continue it and eventually break through the formation and enter the core. I wonder what the three masters think?"
"Stubborn..." Since he couldn't listen to the advice, Yuan Zhi naturally didn't bother to waste any more words. He let out a cold snort and planned to take action immediately.
However, Mo Juren was faster, and he came towards him with a flicker of his eye, his palm shining with ice blue light directly hitting the opponent's shoulder.
Yuan Zhi's reaction speed was naturally not slow, and he dodged in an instant.
A sneer flashed in Mo Juren's eyes. The moment the opponent dodged, he suddenly spat out his mouth and shot out an ice-blue rocket, hitting his throat directly.
The two attacks were like lightning and flint, and the distance between the two sides was so close. Yuan Zhi was still unable to dodge again. The moment he was hit by the blue ice arrow, an extreme icy energy began to spread around his body, quickly freezing.
At the same time, it crazily invaded the body.
His complexion changed, and the surface of his body instantly burst into golden light, directly expelling the invading cold flames from his body. At the same time, there was only a crunching sound, and the blue ice layer directly shattered.
Mo Juren had already anticipated this. Although dry blue ice flames were powerful, they were much less threatening to the real late-stage Nascent Soul masters.
He didn't intend for the attack to be effective. The moment the blue ice shattered, he had already struck again.
What he saw was an ordinary punch, hitting the opponent's heart directly.
"Boom..." A sound comparable to a sonic boom resounded throughout the hall instantly. Master Yuanzhi seemed to be hit by a huge mountain, and his whole body turned into a silver rainbow and flew backwards until he flew dozens of feet away.
Then it finally stopped.
Mo Juren did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it, just as he clearly had more powerful means that could kill him with one blow, but he did not use them.
There's no need. He's here to hunt for treasures, not to make enemies. Especially since this is the territory of the Leiyin Sect, he can't act impulsively. How to do it depends on the situation.
"Ahem..." Master Yuanzhi covered his heart with his hand, his face turned a little pale. It was obvious that the solid blow just now was not uncomfortable.
"Okay, very good. It has been many years since the poor monk has never met an opponent in the physical realm. Today is a good time for us to compete."
As he spoke, bursts of Sanskrit sounds began to sound in his mouth. Yuan Ku and Yuan Ci behind him planned to take action in the same way, but they were stopped by his eyes. Now is not the time for a big fight, let's test the reality first.
Especially the person in front of him, who was clearly only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, was able to injure him with just one blow using the strength of his physical body. Although it was not serious, it completely aroused his interest.
Yuan Rong and Yuan Ci looked at each other, and a sense of helplessness arose in their hearts. Although senior brother Yuan Zhi looked elegant and easy-going, he was actually a bellicose lunatic. Especially after he had successfully practiced Ming Wang Jue, he had found many
People competed.
Following the bursts of Sanskrit sounds, the skin of Master Yuanzhi's body began to quickly turn into a light golden color, as if a golden Arhat had come to the world. His whole person's aura also skyrocketed, revealing a powerful pressure invisibly.
""Ming Wang Jue"?" Mo Juren's expression moved slightly. According to the records of the technique, this is clearly a sign that he has reached the fourth level of cultivation. His body is hard enough to be comparable to ordinary magic weapons.
But to him, what does it mean?
His physical body had already reached this level an unknown number of years ago, and it has continued to strengthen since then.
He fought against the powerful real demon clone in the Xutian Palace, fought against the dragon clan in the outer sea, and fought against the ancient demon in the Valley of the Falling Demon. Time and time again, he never fell behind physically.
The other party had cultivated the "Ming King Jue" to the fourth level and was obviously extremely confident. In this case, he simply knocked down the pride in his heart and let him recognize the reality.
In an instant, Yuan Zhi had finished casting the spell, and without any hesitation, it immediately turned into a golden light and shot towards it.
"Boom..." Mo Juren did not dodge, but also raised his fists to fight head-on with the opponent. He remained still, but the opponent flew backwards several feet away again.
"It's a bit strong, but unfortunately it's far from enough!" Mo Juren sneered disdainfully, but Yuan Zhi snorted coldly,
"Your power is indeed very strong, but the poor monk is just testing it. He has used less than 20% of his power. The real beginning is next."
Before he finished speaking, he turned into golden light again and came towards him. His golden fists continued to strike like a heavy rain, and their power became stronger every time.
However, as the number of attacks increased, the original confidence in his heart gradually began to waver. Even if he used 100% of his strength, the opponent still acted extremely relaxed.
On the contrary, he felt pain for a long time, including in his fists and his entire arm. This feeling had not appeared for a long time since he had successfully practiced "Mingwang Jue".
How did the opponent do it? Not only was his power terrifying, but his physical defense was also ridiculously strong. He was simply not like a human being. Even if he had practiced the "Ming King Jue", he was no match for him.
As soon as he thought about it, a red light suddenly flashed in his hand, and a red Zen staff several feet long appeared.
"Isn't this enough?" A hint of sarcasm flashed in Mo Juren's eyes. He remained motionless, but a crimson light appeared faintly on his right palm hidden under his sleeve.
Yuan Zhi shouted loudly, and suddenly raised his hand, and the red Zen staff turned into a red dragon and shot out directly. The moment he got close, four sharp claws grabbed it downwards at the same time.
"Well done!" Mo Juren dodges the claw attack in a flash, but at the same time directly grabs the opponent's seven-inch position.
Something strange happened. The red dragon, which was caught by seven inches, only struggled for a moment before letting out a mournful cry. Then, the red light flashed, revealing the true form of the Zen staff again.
At this moment, Yuan Zhi was stunned and didn't react for a long time.
What exactly happened just now? It was my own magic weapon. Why did it suddenly go out of control and I could no longer control it?
Yuan Rong and Yuan Ci, who were watching the battle, also looked confused and couldn't figure out what was going on.
On the other hand, Hu Guang and Wei Yurou in another place saw this scene and glanced at each other subconsciously. Although they could not tell the truth, this method seemed familiar?
At this time, Yuan Zhi had completely come to his senses, but he was also a little anxious. The red Zen staff was his natal magic weapon, and nothing could go wrong.
His hands quickly formed seals, and an astonishing amount of spiritual pressure instantly burst out from his body. Immediately afterwards, a huge phantom with a height of five or six feet suddenly appeared in the void above his head.
This phantom is shining with golden light, has a ferocious face, curly hair, and is half naked. It is exactly the same as the legendary Buddhist King Kong.
"Condensing the Dharma? How is it possible!" Yin Yue's sweet cry sounded in his mind, but he changed the topic.
"No, the momentum is much weaker. It seems to be just the same."
Mo Juren's expression remained unchanged. He naturally knew what this thing was about, and it was related to the "Brahma Sage's True Demonic Art".
"Mingwang Jue" was born out of this skill, and it is the most basic part. It is not surprising that it can condense a specious dharma image.
In the original destiny line, Han Li, who had grown up in the spirit world, also condensed his own golden body, but it was far from comparable to the one in front of him.
Although this thing didn't threaten him, it was the first time he saw it, so he was a little curious.
While he was thinking, he heard a loud shout from Yuan Zhi below, and the Vajra phantom immediately moved and swung his giant fist directly towards him.
Although in Yin Yue's words, it was just a show-off, the attack power unleashed by the phantom was not weak at all, and the air was squeezed out with bursts of explosions.
But Mo Juren's expression remained unchanged, and he casually raised the Zen staff in his hand to meet him. After another roar, the giant fist stopped and could no longer move forward.
"It still doesn't work!" Yuan Zhi didn't believe in evil, and began to wave his fists continuously. The giant fists of King Kong Phantom also continued to fall like raindrops, but it was still of no use.
As time went by, a feeling of powerlessness emerged.
Suddenly, a flash of enlightenment suddenly arose in his heart, and then he sighed, and his fighting thoughts were instantly extinguished.
As soon as he thought about it, the golden shadow disappeared instantly, and his face became straight, he put his hands together and bowed respectfully, and shouted a bright Buddha's name.
The gap in strength between the two sides is too great, and they are no match for each other. The series of so-called battles just now were completely one-sided crushing.
The other party was not serious at all, and even held back at every turn. If not, he would have been seriously injured even if he had not died.
At this moment, he completely admitted defeat and was convinced of his defeat.
With such a strong strength, it is no wonder that he can become the leader of the three. I think that the realm of the middle stage of Nascent Soul is probably just a disguise. The real cultivation level is unimaginable.
Facing such a powerful existence, it is better not to offend unless necessary.
"No fight?" Mo Juren's eyes flashed slightly, and he asked the other party with a half-smile.
"The winner has been decided. The poor monk's skills are not as good as those of others. If he continues to be ignorant, he will be a bit ridiculous." Yuan Zhi bowed again, glanced at the Zen staff subconsciously, and said,
"What happened today is a misunderstanding. I hope fellow Taoists will not care about the offense."
"Misunderstanding?" Mo Juren deliberately touched the Zen staff in his hand and asked again,
"So, you won't let me wait for compensation for the formations that were destroyed before?"
"Our Leiyin Sect will fix this matter on our own, so there is no need for fellow Taoists to take action." Yuan Zhi immediately promised.
"Thank you very much." Mo Juren's eyes flashed, he turned to look around, and suddenly asked again,
"The purpose of my coming here is to hunt for treasures. Right now, only the core part has not been reached. I don't know..."
"no!"
"Absolutely not!"
"The seal must not be opened..." Before Mo Juren could finish his words, the expressions of the three monks changed dramatically, and they shouted to stop him almost at the same time.