Ouyang Zhenting didn't say anything. He just vomited blood and looked at Mo Hai with complicated eyes.
Seeing the arrogant Ouyang Zhenting reduced to such a miserable state, the people of the Demon Sect were naturally very happy.
At the same time, they had a new understanding of Mr. Mo.
Mr. Mo is actually good at magical powers with multiple attributes, and the power of thunder is no weaker than the thunder calamity of heaven.
"Who is this Mr. Mo?"
Wan Wujian sighed inwardly. Ouyang Zhenting couldn't catch Mo Hai's finger just now. If it were him, he would definitely not be able to catch it. Thinking about how he has rarely encountered an opponent in his life, but now, he can't even touch a finger of Mr. Mo.
My head can't bear it, it's really embarrassing.
Qian Huan Meiran looked at Mo Hai in awe, with a hint of enthusiasm and expectation.
"Your Excellency is so mighty and powerful, and I am ashamed of myself. But this grudge is between our Heavenly Demon Cult and the Demon Sect. I hope you will not interfere."
Ouyang Zhenting said in a deep voice that at this time, he was riding a tiger and it was difficult to get off, but it was still difficult for him to surrender immediately.
"What if I have to intervene?"
Mo Hai smiled.
Ouyang Zhenting swallowed, adjusted his breath, and regained some of his demeanor, and then said in a tone that was neither humble nor overbearing: "If you are intervening for the fragments of the Heavenly Book, I understand, and I am convinced. I am willing to give this page of the Heavenly Book
I’ll give you the scrap, but as for how I deal with the people in the Demon Sect, I hope you’ll leave it alone.”
"I just saved Qian Huan Meiran, and now you want to deal with her in front of me. Do you think I can ignore it?"
Mo Hai said.
"No one in the world wants to have anything to do with people in the devil's way. By doing this, aren't you afraid of making everyone in the world your enemy?"
Ouyang Zhenting frowned. He had even given away the fragments of the Book of Heaven. He had already given Mo Hai enough face. Face is a mutual thing. I give you face, and you have to give me face. Moreover, Ouyang Zhenting felt that,
Even if Mo Hai's cultivation reaches the out-of-body realm, he will not be an enemy of the Demon Sect. In this world, any smart person will not make too many enemies for himself, and they are still powerful enemies.
But Mo Hai's attitude is that he doesn't want to get in.
"You should say that everyone in the world is afraid of being my enemy."
Mo Hai smiled lightly, said the most domineering words in a calm tone.
Of course, in Ouyang Zhenting's opinion, Mo Hai's words were just the arrogance of a strong man.
"In that case, I can give you a face today. Let's just expose this matter and pretend it didn't happen."
Ouyang Zhenting had no choice. Now that Mo Hai was supporting the Demon Sect, he was at a disadvantage for a moment. At this time, if Mo Hai didn't take one step back, he would take two steps back.
If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood. Ouyang Zhenting is a cautious person and a smart person. Face is important, but life is even more important.
"Farewell!"
After Ouyang Zhenting finished speaking in a low voice, he pretended to be calm and left.
"I haven't let you go yet."
Mo Hai's voice came faintly.
Ouyang Zhenting's heart couldn't help but feel a bad premonition. He slowly turned around and looked at Mo Hai. Although he had tried his best to control his tone, his tone was still a little unnatural.
"Do you have anything else to do, Your Excellency?"
Ouyang Zhenting asked, his tone trembling slightly.
This is how the world of cultivation is, strong people can take life and death. In front of Mo Hai, Ouyang Zhenting, who is in the middle-level Nascent Soul realm, is just a piece of fish on the chopping board.
"I want your storage magic weapon."
Mo Hai said.
"Why?"
Ouyang Zhenting asked subconsciously.
"Whether you want to keep the storage magic weapon or keep your old life is up to you."
Mo Hai said.
Ouyang Zhenting's face darkened, and he secretly gritted his teeth. He was so angry that he almost burst out. Mo Hai's request was simply... too strong for others, too much to be tolerated by nature, and lawless.
For a monk, the magic treasure is the most valuable thing in the body, because almost all of his wealth is in the magic treasure. Ouyang Zhenting's magic treasure contains all his savings for so many years.
, if the storage magic weapon is given to Mo Hai, he will become a pauper in an instant.
But in the current situation, he can't defeat Mo Hai. If Ouyang Zhenting doesn't hand over the stored magic weapon, he will only die.
Between the things outside of him and his own destiny, Ouyang Zhenting must choose his own destiny.
"Why are you so aggressive? The most valuable magic weapon in my body is the Water Spirit Pearl. Now that the Water Spirit Pearl has fallen into your hands, aren't you satisfied?"
Ouyang Zhenting suppressed his anger and said.
"How can the human heart be satisfied? You are a smart person and you should know the choice."
Mo Hai smiled faintly.
"Okay, I'll give it to you."
Ouyang Zhenting said through gritted teeth and threw his storage jade pendant to Mo Hai.
Mo Hai took Ouyang Zhenting's storage jade pendant, took a peek into the jade pendant with his spiritual mind, and then said with a smile: "You really have a lot of good things."
Ouyang Zhenting's eyes were gloomy. If he swallowed this tone now, he would definitely repay it twice as much in the future. Of course, he was not stupid enough to put down his cruel words now.
"Since I have given you what you want, can I leave now?"
Ouyang Zhenting asked.
"Can."
Mo Hai nodded, and then looked at the golden elixir monks from the Demon Sect. Those golden elixir monks were stared at by Mo Hai and couldn't help but shuddered and quickly handed over their stored magic weapons.