The person who came was none other than Shen Changfeng’s disciple Zhao Yuheng.
After he was ordered to release the God of Plague, he had been secretly observing the progress. Unexpectedly, he was given the opportunity to wait, and this matter actually attracted Xu Mochen.
If I could bring down His Majesty, I would definitely be better in front of my master.
In his ecstasy, he pulled the soul-locking rope, preparing to take away the souls of the two people first.
Xu Mochen immediately felt that his soul was in turmoil, and Ichika almost fell down in front of him, but with the blessing of the eight-phase soul condensation, he quickly returned to normal.
Shu Wuyin on the other side also frowned: "What kind of rope is this? It's too much in the way."
As she spoke, she pulled the rope and broke it into several pieces.
Zhao Yuheng was shocked: "Who are you..."
Impossible. This is his specialty of locking souls. Please give me a reasonable explanation.
Shu Wuyin didn't care about that, and she drew her arrow again: "It seems that you and the plague god are in the same group, and the smells emanating from them are very similar."
The sharp arrow shot out, and Zhao Yuheng dodged to avoid it: "Are you a stranger? Don't think that you can fight against the immortal cultivators just by getting some treasures."
This was the first time Xu Mochen had heard of the stranger, and he couldn't help but glance at Shu Wuyin.
"Hurry up and take action, I'm stunned again." Shu Wuyin pushed him from behind.
Xu Mochen swung his long sword, spread out his body, and started fighting with Zhao Yuheng.
Zhao Yuheng only works in the General Affairs Department every day and is not qualified to go to court, so Xu Mochen doesn't know him.
But considering the causes and consequences, he can guess pretty well.
Over there, Shu Wuyin left the two of them alone and rushed towards the God of Plague. She balled up her hands and said, "Come!"
In an instant, wisps of black energy separated from the giant rat and submerged into Shu Wuyin's body.
"Ghoul Immortal?" Zhao Yuheng was even more surprised when he saw Shu Wuyin acting like this out of the corner of his eye. If he continued like this, the god of plague given to him by his master would be eaten. He shouted, "Lee!"
Behind him, a skeleton jumped out of the cave with magical power. The skeleton landed on the ground, rolled, and turned into a giant about ten meters tall. He held an ax in his hand and chopped at Xu Mochen.
"Jiang Palace's magical power?" Xu Mochen retreated and hit the ground with his ax, showing a crack.
The skeleton looked big, but its movements were not slow. Red light flashed under its feet, and gradually the place where it stood turned into a pool of blood.
The bloody water was bubbling and bubbling, and anything that fell into it would melt immediately.
"Evil thing," Xu Mochen jumped up and brought his sword up and down. A waterfall of sword intent fell on the skull bones, carving criss-cross sword marks, "What kind of immortal or god is this?"
The two people were fighting fiercely here, and Zhao Yuheng turned into a ray of light and rushed straight towards Shu Wuyin.
"Not good." Xu Mochen was surprised. Shu Wuyin was just a mortal after all. If he was attacked by an immortal cultivator, he would definitely die. In the midst of his busy schedule, he immediately activated his magical power.
Six Paths of Eyes.
A swastika appears in the pupil of his left eye. Within a certain realm, one can clearly see the essence of an immortal cultivator.
Looking at it, the plague god is nothing more than a small ball of black mist, and Zhao Yuheng is also a soul body the size of a fist.
As for the big skeleton, the real entity is the blood pool at its feet.
Xu Mochen didn't care about this, he took action immediately and also attacked Zhao Yuheng.
"Destroy this stranger first!" Zhao Yuheng took out a chopping knife in his hand, slashed against the wind, and slashed towards Shu Wuyin.
"Miss Shu, get out of the way." Xu Mochen shouted, stabbing Zhao Yuheng in the back with his long sword.
Seeing the sword slashing down, Shu Wuyin was definitely going to break into two pieces, but he didn't know that with just a "click" sound, the sword in Zhao Yuheng's hand actually broke.
Shu Wuyin was furious, and she punched out: "How dare you kill me."
The punch passed by and flashed with runes, causing Zhao Yuheng to stagger back.
Compared with this, Zhao Yuheng was even more frightened.
I am at the sixth level of the Nether Realm Spiritual Realm. With the full force attack just now, even a strong man in the Golden Core Realm would not dare to defend himself at all.
However, the reality is that Shu Wuyin just stood there blankly, receiving such a chop from him.
The result is...the chopper is broken!
This is not a stranger, nor a cultivator, but some kind of monster, right?
As a result, Zhao Yuheng lost all fighting spirit. He did not dare to stay. He turned over and took back his skull power, and his whole body turned into a ray of light and left quickly.
The God of Plague doesn’t want it anymore, since it’s not something he can refine by himself.
As for how to deliver errands when you go back, just take out Xu Mochen and support him, then it will be fine.
Xu Mochen landed next to Shu Wuyin and looked back and forth carefully. He couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that even her clothes were intact.
Even my own six-path swastika eyes couldn't see any difference.
"Are you..." Daluo King Kong?
Shu Wuyin pointed at the giant rat: "Hurry up, hurry up, it has no energy left."
Everyone is focused on catching the God of Plague.
Xu Mochen had no choice but to turn around. The six-path swastika was ineffective against Shu Wuyin, but he could see the giant rat clearly. After knowing its true nature, it would not be difficult to deal with it.
"I'm going to kill it, so don't absorb it." He reminded.
Shu Wuyin nodded: "That's why I'm looking for you. Whoever absorbs the God of Plague on his own will suffer for a long time."
Xu Mochen stopped answering and prepared to attack.
Suddenly the lake water surged, and a small mountain-like thing jumped out of the water.
The thing opened its mouth, and the giant rat looked like a gadget compared to it, and it bit it in one bite.
He followed it by swallowing mouthfuls, and within a few seconds the giant rat was swallowed into its belly.
Both Xu Mochen and Xu Mochen were stunned. They didn't expect such a big guy to be hidden here.
The thing jumped and landed on the shore. Through the moonlight, they realized that it was a big frog.
Xu Mochen's heart moved slightly as he thought of the legend of the Dongzhuang people. Could it be that he is the frog god who protects them?
I saw a child walking out of the giant frog's nostrils, saluting Xu Mochen with a smile: "No wonder there is a strange change in the sky tonight, it turns out that the two of them have arrived.
The boy is a cultivator who guards this area. He heard the noise and came over, but it was a little late."
Xu Mochen stepped forward: "Are you the frog god?"
The child shook his head: "I am young and not yet qualified to inherit the position of Frog God. This is my father. The rat plague has already devoured me and will not cause any harm."
As he spoke, he patted the giant frog at his feet.
The frog croaked in response.
"You have kept your promise and protected the Dongzhuang people for so long," Xu Mochen affirmed, "I express my gratitude on behalf of the human race."
"It's just mutual benefit," the child returned the gift, "Our clan lives here, and we have relied on each other for dozens of generations. We need their immortality and refining Qi.
I'm just doing my best to guard them, sir, you're welcome."
Xu Mochen sighed: "If all the immortal cultivators in the world had thoughts like yours, the world would be a better place."
"Young Master is joking," the child clasped his fists, "There are many beautiful things in the world, but many people are unaware of their blessings.
Cultivation of immortality is something that goes against nature. Do your best and leave the rest to fate. Wouldn’t that be peaceful and joyful?”
This can be regarded as a Buddhist cultivator.
Xu Mochen knew that there were not many immortal cultivators who could have such thoughts.
Once you have something, you naturally want more, whether it’s a person or anything else.