Situ Feng was naturally aware of Zhu Wancheng's terrifying strength, but he didn't care too much and set off lightning at all costs.
But he was still too slow, and before the powerful lightning was about to bombard the Wanling Jade Tablet, he was forced to stop by Zhu Wancheng's spell.
Even Situ Feng himself was immobilized and could not move at all.
"I find you are really stupid."
"If you insist on not showing the true face of the Wanling Jade Tablet, maybe it will be really hard for me to find it."
"Unexpectedly, you are so stupid that you want to die together?"
"Do you really think that my cultivation level of the third level of Nascent Soul stage is just a decoration?"
Zhu Wancheng, who walked up to Situ Feng, sneered as if he were watching a joke.
Situ Feng, who was unable to move or speak, could only hold the Wan Ling Jade tablet tightly and glare at Zhu Wancheng angrily.
"I really can't stand the look in your eyes."
"It's better to cut it out first!"
With that said, Zhu Wancheng reached out and clasped the corner of Situ Feng's eyes.
However.
Right at this moment!
The sky suddenly erupted with a deafening roar of lightning. The lightning that had been forcibly suppressed by Zhu Wancheng suddenly became uncontrollable and became more powerful, directly hitting Zhu Wancheng.
"What!"
The occurrence of this scene really shocked Zhu Wancheng.
But after all, he has the cultivation level of the third level of the Nascent Soul stage. A few lightning bolts cannot attack him, and he will dodge them in an instant.
"Who is coming! Why are you stopping me?"
Zhu Wancheng shouted to everyone around him, his expression still very shocked.
He knew very well that these flashes of lightning could not have been caused by Situ Feng, but that an unknown strong person must have broken in.
But just now, in order to ensure that Situ Feng could not escape, he had already set up an invisible barrier.
This is a barrier set up by monks from the third level of Nascent Soul stage. How can others break in at will?
Not to mention, the earth has not yet fully recovered its spiritual energy. The monks at the third level of the Nascent Soul stage are considered to be the ceiling-level great monks on the earth.
Moreover, if someone enters here forcefully, Zhu Wancheng will definitely be able to sense it.
Why did he feel nothing when he broke into a monk?
"I really didn't expect to meet a third-level monk at the Nascent Soul Stage here."
At this time, a figure suddenly appeared on the cliff at the top of Mount Tai.
He doesn't look very big, that is, he looks like a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, but the aura on his body is very powerful, and he is actually a monk at the Nascent Soul stage!
"How can it be!"
"How can you, at your age, have a level of cultivation at the Nascent Soul Stage?"
Zhu Wancheng is also well-informed. He basically knows all the monks who have reached the Nascent Soul stage in Yan Kingdom.
But now, a Nascent Soul Stage monk who is only twelve or thirteen years old appears in front of him?
Zhu Wancheng's subconscious reaction was that it was this Nascent Soul Stage monk who had deliberately changed his appearance to look like this. He might actually be about the same age as him.
However, Zhu Wancheng was just a little shocked. After all, he was a third-level monk at the Nascent Soul stage, so he had nothing to fear from him.
"I don't care who you are, I advise you not to interfere in my affairs."
"I am the patriarch of the Zhu family in the Demon City. If you dare to interfere again, I will never let you go!"
Zhu Wancheng said to Qin Mo in a cold voice, while his body was exuding terrifying spiritual power fluctuations from the third level of the Nascent Soul Stage.
Only Qin Mo could withstand it. If it were anyone else, he would definitely be overwhelmed by this terrible pressure and be unable to move.
Qin Mo ignored Zhu Wancheng and walked over calmly. His whole body was bathed in golden lightning, which was so powerful that even Zhu Wancheng found it incredible.
Is it possible that the monk in front of me has a great background?
Otherwise, how could he have such a powerful thunder technique?
"Didn't you hear me talking to you?"
Seeing that Qin Mo didn't respond to him, Zhu Wancheng said in an unhappy tone.
He believed that his family ancestors were immortals who ascended to the immortal world and were powerful. No matter how old Qin Mo was, he didn't care.
Can you be as strong as the immortals in their family?
"I found that you are really shameless."
"In order to get such a jade plaque, I would not hesitate to harm other people's families."
"This is your apprentice, you are really capable of killing him!"
Although Qin Mo's memory of the Immortal Emperor is incomplete, he still has some memories related to him.
During his time as the Immortal Emperor, Qin Mo had accepted many disciples with outstanding qualifications, and Qin Mo loved them all.
Simply put, he is a special calf protector.
If others want to harm his apprentice, they will undoubtedly die miserably.
Qin Mo, who cares so much about his apprentice, would naturally not do anything to harm his apprentice.
What the old man named Zhu Wancheng in front of him did really made Qin Mo very angry.
"Does what I do have anything to do with you?"
"If you are sensible, get out of here quickly, otherwise, I will kill you too!"
Zhu Wancheng relied on his strong cultivation and did not take Qin Mo seriously at all.
All attention was focused on the Ten Thousand Spirits Jade Card in Situ Feng's hand, making sure that he could get it.
If Qin Mo dares to snatch the Ten Thousand Spirits Jade Tablet, he will attack Qin Mo without hesitation!
The power from a third-level monk in the Nascent Soul Stage was not something that a monk like him, who had just entered the Nascent Soul Stage, could match.
"kill me?"
"Can you do it?"
What Qin Mo said in his diary was to fight this guy.
Therefore, he will not shrink back now.
The eyes full of murderous intent looked at Zhu Wancheng standing aside, "The person I hate the most is people like you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a deafening thunder, and a flying thunder sword instantly appeared in Qin Mo's hand, bathed in golden lightning, and rushed straight towards Zhu Wancheng.
Although this guy is a monk on the third level of the Nascent Soul stage, Qin Mo is not just a monk, he is the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor!
Whether it is his own background or the secrets of skills he has mastered, he is far superior to Zhu Wancheng.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
"Since you are seeking death, you can't blame me!"
Zhu Wancheng could see that this guy was just looking for trouble, and he would not tolerate it. Powerful spiritual energy fluctuations erupted from his body, and a silver sword appeared in his right hand, and he fought with Qin Mo.
At first, Zhu Wancheng thought he would win, but what he didn't expect was that after fighting Qin Mo, he found that the opponent's fighting power was too strong.
Especially the thunder-based skills controlled by the opponent are too powerful.
But these are not what shocked Zhu Wancheng the most. What shocked him the most was that his wind spells could hardly harm the opponent?
After several rounds, Qin Mo showed no injuries at all. Instead, there were many scars on his body caused by lightning strikes.
If he hadn't been a third-level monk at the Nascent Soul stage, he would have been seriously injured.
"You...who the hell are you!"
"Why are you stopping me!"
Zhu Wancheng forcibly stopped the injuries on his body and looked at Qin Mo angrily.