Yuan Zhifeng was forced to retreat continuously by the light of his own spear, and his mind was now somewhat blank.
Anyone who encounters such an unbelievable thing will be in disbelief.
But there is one thing that Yuan Zhifeng is sure of now, that is, Mo Hai's cultivation level seems to be higher than his, and it is much higher. I am afraid that he is already at the peak of the Tribulation Realm, and is the strongest person in the Lower Immortal Realm.
Yuan Zhifeng has not fought against the monks at the peak of the Tribulation Realm, but he has also thought that with his cultivation level, if he fights against the monks at the peak of the Tribulation Realm, he will last for several rounds. He feels that if he goes all out, even if
It is not easy for a monk at the peak of the Tribulation Realm to defeat him.
But now he knows that he was wrong. Although he has a high level of cultivation, there are many people in this world who are better than him.
After Yuan Zhifeng resisted the last wave of gun light, his whole person became depressed. He had used too much power just now, and most of the power hit himself. This feeling of frustration,
It made him mentally unstable, and when he saw Mo Hai still looking casual and relaxed, he felt even worse.
"I really didn't expect that your cultivation level has reached such a high level. Even if I am blind today, I don't think you are willing to really go against our Jietian Sect, right?
As long as you let my fellow sect go, we, the Jietian Sect, can forget the past and be on the same page with you."
Yuan Zhifeng looked at Mo Hai and said in a deep voice.
He had no choice but to bring out his background and negotiate with Mo Hai at this time. As for continuing the fight, he was already powerless. Judging from the current situation, he was not Mo Hai's opponent at all. If he continued to fight, it would not hurt him at all.
The advantage is that it would be better to negotiate for peace and wait until we return to the head teacher to make plans for it slowly.
"Your classmates, I want to let them go, but they can't leave either."
Mo Hai waved his hand, and a mountain below suddenly cracked open. At the bottom of the mountain, there were more than a dozen local servants. These outer elders of the Jietian Sect's head church had been sealed by Mo Hai's thick earth magical power. They were
After a while, they did not die, but entered a period of hibernation and dormancy like animals. As for their souls.
When Shanyue suppressed them just now, they fled. In a panic, they were sucked into a different space by Mo Hai.
The souls of these Mahayana monks are good things for Mo Hai. The souls he collected before were used in Minghai, and Mo Hai refined some heavenly armor weapons.
Those Heavenly Armor Divine Weapons were made from the souls of Ye Kuo and Zhou You Hui as the main materials.
The original memories of the souls of monks such as Ye Kui and Zhou Youhun were removed, and then "the memory of loyalty to Qingming Island and the memory of loyalty to Fairy Zixiao" was poured into it. Then the essence of the five elements and the energy of nature were used as the body, and a trace of chaos was added.
It took ninety-nine and eighty-one days to refine it.
The cultivation levels of these heavenly armored soldiers are comparable to those in the early stages of the Tribulation Realm. They are perfect for protecting Ming Hai.
Of course, it would be better if Zixiao didn't need these heavenly armor weapons.
Many of the elders of the outer sect of Jie Tian Sect have higher cultivation levels than Ye Kui, Zhou You Hui and others. Using their souls to refine the Heavenly Armor Divine Weapon has a better effect. Of course, for monks like Yuan Zhifeng in the Tribulation Realm,
When the Yuan Shen refines the Heavenly Armored Divine Weapon, the effect will be even better.
Yuan Zhifeng's pupils couldn't help but widen, and he was stunned for a moment, and then he rushed towards the local servants.
Yuan Zhifeng carefully raised his hand to wipe the dirt off a local servant.
"Elder Yuan, I remind you, don't move around."
Mo Hai reminded him loudly.
"What exactly did you do to them?"
Yuan Zhifeng asked bitterly, if Mo Hai really killed more than a dozen Mahayana monks at once, it would definitely be shocking news in the Lower Immortal Realm. Yuan Zhifeng felt that Mo Hai would not do this, and he would not dare to do it.
Who would offend the Jietian Sect casually?
Even if Mo Hai was a monk at the peak of the Tribulation Realm, he would not do this.
But Yuan Zhifeng seemed to have predicted wrongly. Mo Hai really dared to offend the Jietian Sect, and he even risked death for doing so.
Normal people would not do this unless they have a deep hatred against the Jietian Sect.
"Didn't you see it?
Soon, you will become one of them. To be honest, your bodies can be buried in this deep mountain forever, so you are much luckier than many monks."
Mo Hai said.
Yuan Zhifeng's face was gloomy, and he didn't care about Mo Hai's reminder. He stretched out his hand and wiped the dirt off the face of a local servant.
Soon, the face inside was revealed. Seeing that it was his fellow disciple, Yuan Zhifeng increased his speed and removed all the dirt from the servant's body.
In less than a minute, more than a dozen outer sect elders of the Jietian Sect's head church all exposed their bodies and looked as if they were asleep.
"What did you do to their souls?"
Yuan Zhifeng glared at Mo Hai angrily and asked, for monks, the soul is the most important thing. These people's soul is obviously separated from the body.
"Their souls are fine. You don't have to worry. It's just that you exposed all their bodies..." Before Mo Hai finished speaking, the bodies of the outer elders of the Jietian Sect's head teacher were quickly revealed.
After carbonization, it quickly turns into black powder and disperses in the wind.
Yuan Zhifeng wanted to stop it, but in the end, he gave up.
He knew that he had encountered a tough situation this time.
"Now that you have released their souls, I can guarantee that we will act as if nothing happened. I think you are not willing to really go against our Jietian Sect."
Yuan Zhifeng said.
"Elder Yuan, is it still useful for you to say this now?"
Mo Hai smiled and didn't take Yuan Zhifeng's words seriously at all.
"I just don't want you to fall into a situation of no return. In the immortal world, no one can go against our Jietian Sect. Once he goes against our Jietian Sect, he will not be able to escape even if he escapes to the ends of the earth. Even if he escapes from this world
If he disappears, his friends, relatives, and fellow disciples will all be affected by him."
Yuan Zhifeng said in a deep voice.
When Yuan Zhifeng said this, he had quietly separated a soul, got into the ground, and wanted to escape from the underground. He had realized that the situation was not good for him. Only if a soul clone could escape, then he could return.
Chief teacher, reshape the body.
Yuan Zhifeng thought that he was doing it without being noticed, but he didn't know that his surroundings had long been restricted by Mo Hai, and his soul clone could not escape at all.
"Elder Yuan, it was you who took action just now. Now let me take action. By the way, I advise you to take back your soul clone as soon as possible. If you use the soul clone to create a new one, your strength will be weakened by at least five points.
It works, but you can't resist my attack."
Mo Hai said.
A look of embarrassment flashed across Yuan Zhifeng's angry face, but he didn't expect that Mo Hai would see him escaping from the battle.
Seeing Mo Hai's confident appearance, Yuan Zhifeng felt increasingly weak and unconfident, but what could he do?
Are you asking for mercy directly?
Yuan Zhifeng can't let go of his old face.
But if he had to take action, could he really block Mo Hai's attack?
To put it bluntly, Yuan Zhifeng felt that he was being beaten by Mo Hai all the time. As long as he took action, he had no chance of winning.
For a moment, Yuan Zhifeng was overwhelmed by the thousands of thoughts in his mind.
When Yuan Zhifeng was hesitating, the mountains that had just split open had already closed up again. Yuan Zhifeng was so frightened that he quickly flew out.
"Wait a moment!"
Suddenly, Yuan Zhifeng shouted.
Mo Hai looked at Yuan Zhifeng and asked with a smile: "Elder Yuan, do you want to admit defeat?"
"Yes, I give up."
Yuan Zhifeng struggled to squeeze out these words.
There is nothing he can do if he doesn't admit defeat now. Yuan Zhifeng doesn't want to die here. The higher his level, the more he cherishes his life.
"Unfortunately, it's too late to admit defeat now."
Mo Hai smiled softly, the power of heaven and earth surged, and purple divine thunder appeared on the top of the sky.
Although Yuan Zhifeng can easily use the power of heaven and earth, Mo Hai's cultivation level is much higher than his. If Mo Hai uses the power of heaven and earth, Yuan Zhifeng will not be able to use it.
When the strong take action, unless they are evenly matched, or there is only one or two small realms difference, like Mo Hai and Yuan Zhifeng, then the gap is more than one big realm, and this is completely a one-sided crushing.