The body was in a stalemate for an instant, and the energy and soul were completely frozen. Although it was only for a moment, this moment was enough.
Beidou Qingyun's follower slapped the defenseless Nangong Glory follower on the chest, shattering all his heart veins, including all his internal organs. Mo Han's killing blade inserted into his Dantian from his lower back at the right time,
Kill his Nascent Soul in Dantian.
"Presumptuous!" Nangong Guangrong roared. Considering the stability of the Cambrian Continent, he only brought two people with him to the Dead Leaf Continent this time, namely his two followers. He originally brought two spiritual practitioners with him,
It was a foolproof thing, and it was basically enough to deal with it. But he didn't expect that one of them would be damaged inexplicably here.
"Boy, how brave are you!" The follower who rushed towards the Bijiguo had just arrived at the Bijiguo when he saw Mo Han and three people joining forces to kill another person.
Find Mo Han to settle accounts.
"Get the Bipolar Fruit first. None of them can escape!" Looking at the followers who were about to attack back, Nangong Guangrong shouted coldly and poured more Yuan Power into the Soul Refining Pot.
"Little guy, you dare to be distracted when you are playing with me. It seems that you are tired of living." The headless body of the "Demon" sneered, and a burst of demonic energy emerged from the whole body, turning into a huge long knife.
, slashing towards the dark light emitted from the soul refining pot.
"You go deal with that old guy, and the two of us go deal with Nangong Glory." Mo Han pulled out the bloodless killing blade, pointed at Beidou Qingyun and said quickly.
The Soul Refining Pot seemed to be threatened by the long sword turned into demonic energy, and it independently accelerated the speed of absorbing the energy from Nangong Guangrong's body.
Nangong Guangrong groaned, and the energy in his body poured out like a flood, and his face turned extremely pale in an instant.
The long knife turned into demonic energy fell heavily on the dark soul-catching light of the soul-refining pot, and there was a violent sound like metal collision.
The soul-absorbing light trembled sharply, as if it could not withstand the power of the long knife, and it sucked it hard again, absorbing all the little energy in Nangong Guangrong's body.
"Nangong Glory, hand over the storage bag and don't kill him!" Mo Han had already arrived behind Nangong Glory, shouted loudly, and stabbed Nangong Glory in the back of the heart with the killing blade in his hand without hesitation.
"Let's go!" Nangong Guangrong forcibly cut off the connection with the Soul Refining Pot and shouted at the follower who was grabbing the Bipolar Fruit.
The entourage was stunned: "Young Master, the two extremes will be repaid!"
"No, take me away!"
The follower of Nangong Honor who was still alive yelled, slapped away the old man who was approaching him, jumped to Nangong Honor's side, grabbed Nangong Honor with one hand, and flew up.
boom!
There was a loud noise from the roof, and gravel fell down.
I don’t know what method Nangong Guangrong’s follower used to blow up a hole wide enough for one person in the extremely hard stone roof and escaped.
Looking at the retreating figures of Nangong Guangrong, Mo Han breathed a long sigh of relief and quietly hid his left hand in his sleeve.
The extreme temperature of the Samsara Flame is undeniable and its power is unparalleled, but Mo Han can barely control it a little now. Just now, in order to prevent serious injury to Nangong Glory's dead follower, Mo Han had to use force.
More reincarnation inflammation. All forced actions have to pay a price. While injuring the follower, Mo Han's entire left arm was also seriously injured. There was burning pain, and after a while, he felt cold.
It gets hot for a while and is extremely uncomfortable.
Without the support of Nangong Guangrong's energy, the soul-catching light emitted from the spout of the soul-refining pot did not disappear. It seemed that it had its own consciousness and wanted to absorb a wisp of the "devil"'s remaining soul into it.
After suppressing the injury on his left hand, Mo Han came to the soul refining pot and gently grasped the soul refining pot with his right hand holding the killing blade.
Buzz.
The soul refining pot trembled for a while, as if it was happy to have a new source of energy, like a baby who didn't have enough to eat, taking a deep breath.
Cold murderous intent suddenly burst out from Mo Han, and the tip of the life-killing blade touched the word "Lian" on the wall of the soul refining pot: "If you don't stop, I will turn you into a piece of scrap metal!"
The soul refining pot seemed to be shocked by Mo Han's coldness. The dark soul-catching light trembled, and as expected, it continued to dissipate, and finally returned to the pot.
Without the suppression of the soul refining pot, the remaining soul of the demon body, although weak, began to show its teeth and claws again.
The long sword turned into demonic energy cut off Mo Han's head at the moment Mo Han put away the soul refining pot.
"Bang!"
A huge heart beating sound suddenly came from Mo Han's chest, and the demonic body with its teeth and claws suddenly shook. Even the demonic sword in the air was shattered into pieces amidst the beating sound of the heart, and returned to the demonic body again.
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"Beidou Qingyun, take the rest of the people and leave here first. Be careful of Nangong Glory, he won't let it go!" Mo Han said coldly to Beidou Qingyun with cold murderous intent all over his body.
"you!"
"Sir, let's go. Master Mo will be fine here." Beidou Qingyun wanted to say something, but was grabbed by the entourage behind him, and at the same time ordered the remaining cultivators to leave together.
The space seal that blocked Biji Mountain had completely disappeared when Biji Mountain was completely covered by demonic energy. Beidou Qingyun and his party finally returned to the foot of the mountain without any hindrance. As soon as they landed, Beidou Qingyun looked at the person who dragged him away in confusion.
Old man: "Mr. Wang, Mo Han is in danger if he is alone in there. Why don't you let me stop him?"
The old man who was called Mr. Wang by Beidou Qingyun sighed: "Sir, do you really think that we killed that follower of Nangong Glory? Without Mo Han, the most we can do is to entangle him, but it is impossible to kill him.
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"Sir, I would like to advise you, if you don't want to be tainted with the cause and effect of right and wrong, then you should have less contact with Mo Han in the future, otherwise you will fall into it unknowingly."
Beidou Qingyun looked at Mr. Wang, very puzzled: "Mr. Wang, what exactly did you discover that you need to tell me so solemnly?"
Mr. Wang shook his head and gave a wry smile: "I don't know, sir, it's just an intuition."
In the stone chamber, Mo Han's heart beat for a moment and then stopped responding. Mo Han looked directly at the headless demon body: "How do you want to die?"
The weak remnant soul on the devil's body trembled, and slowly knelt in front of Mo Han: "Please forgive me, sir. I have offended you because I am ignorant."
"Be loyal to me from now on, and I will spare your life!" Mo Han looked at the remnant soul on the demon body, and his cold murderous intention turned into reality, pointing directly at the center of the remnant soul's brow.
"I am willing to be loyal to your lord, I am willing to be loyal to your lord."
A seed mark suddenly appeared on Mo Han's chest, and a huge attraction came from it, absorbing all the demonic body and remnant soul into it, and then disappeared.
Looking at the demon body and remnant soul suppressed by the demon species, Mo Han sat down on the ground, sweat dripping from his forehead: "I'm scared to death, I will never play such high-risk things again."
Even if you want to play, you have to improve your cultivation level first, but where can I find high-level cultivation techniques?"
"That's it, that's it. No wonder it makes the arrogant devil surrender."
Mo Han's just relaxed mood suddenly jumped up. When he sat down just now, he had clearly checked that there was no one else in the stone room except him, but now this voice rang in his ears.
"Who are you?" Mo Han took a deep breath, stood up from the ground, looked at the man in white in front of him, and asked warily.
The man in white touched his head and said something that stunned Mo Han: "I seem to have forgotten who I am, but I know the blood in you, and only this blood can defeat this devil.
Surrender willingly.”
"Then why are you here?" Mo Han didn't answer the man in white. He knew his bloodline and everything about himself, but he couldn't tell others, not even those who were close to him.
"Because I'm suppressing the devil, I'm here. Okay, kid, you don't have to pretend to be confused. Don't you want to know who your father and mother are?" The man in white looked directly at Mo Han, with a smile on his lips.
meaning.
"I don't want to." Mo Han opened his mouth and returned without even thinking about it. But looking at the teasing smile on the corner of the man in white, Mo Han couldn't say any more, "Whether you want to talk or not, I will know in the future if you don't.
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"Then I won't say anything anymore." The man in white looked at Mo Han and suddenly said mischievously.
Mo Han still couldn't understand at this time that the man in white had no ill intentions towards him and even knew many things about him: "You!"
"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. Regarding your life experience, when you reach that realm or the corresponding place, someone will tell you. If you can't reach that realm or that place, knowing it won't help you.
It's not as useful as living a happy and ordinary life." The man in white smiled slightly, seeming to tease Mo Han that he thought it was the happiest thing.
"Humph, you want to talk or not, I don't want to serve you anymore, you can play here alone, I'm leaving." Mo Han shook his sleeves, turned around and left.
Mo Han walked very slowly. He kept listening to the movement behind him. He didn't want to know that his life experience was false. But the man in white kept teasing him about this matter, which made him very unhappy.
"You go, you go, why do you stop and don't go!" The man in white looked at Mo Han's stopped steps, the smile on his face grew stronger, and he even teased.
"Hmph, you hate it!" Mo Han didn't know why, but he felt inexplicably kind to this man in white, as if he were facing a relative. Therefore, the child's emotions that had never appeared in Mo Han came from Mo Han for the first time.
Revealed.
"Although I can't tell you your life experience, I can teach you a skill, but I don't know if you are willing to learn it?" The man in white lowered his head and glanced at his gradually disillusioned body, and stopped teasing Mo Han.
Mo Han turned around happily and trotted up to the man in white: "What technique?"
"A skill that you urgently need right now, a skill that can prevent you from completely turning into a demon, a skill that is comparable to the skill you are practicing now."