To be honest, until now, Mo Chengjun has not figured out whether this green bat is a bat monster?
Or simply a monk equipped with a bat-wing-like magic weapon?
But no matter what, he is dead now without even saying a second word.
This is the killing power of the great sword cultivator of Yangshen Dengxian Realm.
Even if this can only be regarded as a casual blow from Qingcang Sword Master.
At this time, Mo Chengjun was already outside the cave, standing in the void, with white clouds scattered under his feet, holding his body from falling.
And around him, there was still Qingcang Sword Qi that had not been completely squandered. Although it was fading rapidly, there was still a remnant after all.
Mo Chengjun watched the white jade sword talisman on his fingertips slowly turn into fine sand and drifted away in the wind, feeling extremely distressed.
This sword talisman is said to have the power of only one strike, but it really can only have one strike.
After one blow, he didn’t even leave a thought!
A good trump card is just gone. Do you want to say that Mo Chengjun doesn't feel bad?
Shit, that makes my heart and liver hurt!
However, when Mo Chengjun started to observe his surroundings, his eyes suddenly widened.
Because, as far as the eye can see, there is a sea of sand.
The yellow desert is really like an ocean, extending to the end of the field of vision. There is no vegetation at all. The wind is howling, and the wind and sand brought up are like mist. The air is filled with this dry and dead atmosphere.
This is where?
After Mo Chengjun came up with this idea, he already understood that this was definitely not the original realm, let alone within the Galaxy Sword Sect.
At the same time, the scattered flesh and blood of the green bat that was killed by Mo Chengjun turned into black smoke and rose up in an instant. It gathered together and dispersed, revealing a wooden sculpture wrapped inside.
It was definitely an extremely rough wooden sculpture, as if it was a carpenter's casual 'graffiti'.
But you can vaguely see a body shape similar to that of a blue bat, but it looks a bit more abstract, and you can't tell it's the same person at all.
Then, with a 'pop' sound, the wooden sculpture broke into countless pieces and fell downwards.
However, a hand, an extremely skinny hand like a chicken's claw, waved in the air, and the breeze blew, gathering these fragments together, and holding them in his hand.
This hand clearly belonged to the Blue Bat who was supposed to die.
At this time, he looked at the handful of sawdust in his hand, feeling extremely distressed and his facial features were almost twisted into a ball.
Even the aggrieved ones cried!
He actually turned his head, glared at Mo Chengjun fiercely, and said with tears in his eyes: "You, you, you have to compensate me, you have to compensate me!"
Mo Chengjun was so stared at that his scalp almost exploded.
He knew that his current expression was absolutely wonderful, but it couldn't help but be wonderful. The scene in front of him was really too terrifying.
He was sure that it was the green bat that he had just killed, not some substitute. He could vividly remember every touch of the sword energy tearing apart the flesh.
But now, the green bat is alive, but what was 'killed' is a wooden sculpture?
What kind of weird magical power is this?
Simply, someone gave him the answer.
I saw Yue Siming driving a ray of light to the side of the green bat. While patting the green bat's shoulder, he whispered comfort while explaining to Mo Chengjun: "This is what made Master Mo effective." The death-extending spell is too precious.
Even the Xiandu Sect could not find a few.
What's more, because this wooden sculpture has to be conceived and raised with painstaking efforts, over time, it becomes as close as raising a son. "
Mo Chengjun pointed at the green bat and asked, "What about him? What's his condition now?"
"He, his son is dead, you have to allow him to be sad for a while." Yue Siming shrugged:
Mo Chengjun calmed down quickly. He looked at the howling Green Bat, and then at Yue Siming, who claimed to be Butian's disciple. He couldn't help but sigh: "You are really well prepared!"
Yue Siming remained calm, nodded and said: "Although Master Mo has hardly left the mountain for so many years, at your status, it would be unreasonable if the sect did not provide you with something to protect your life.
I just didn’t expect it to be this white jade sword talisman!
Even if Qingcang Sword Master made this thing, not to mention how precious the materials are, just one finished product would cost ten years of Taoism.
Just for this sword talisman, the 'life-extending curse' we prepared is not in vain. "
"What about here?"
Mo Chengjun pointed around: "What's the situation here?"
"We are 'recruiting people' within the Galaxy Sword Sect, so the biggest problem is that we cannot alarm other people.
Therefore, some extraordinary measures have to be used.
Therefore, the most precious treasure brought by the blue bat is this Hengsha mustard seed bowl.
There is a saying in Buddhism that one flower is a world, and a leaf is a Bodhi.
Therefore, we are still within the Galaxy Sword Sect, but we are not only within the Galaxy Sword Sect.
So, does Master Mo understand? "
This is indeed a bit convoluted, but of course Mo Chengjun can understand. To put it bluntly, it is a treasure similar to the cave.
Although I don’t know what this Hengsha mustard seed bowl looks like, there is no doubt that it is not an ordinary magic weapon that can have such a large independent space, and even magic weapons may not be high enough.
From this point of view, they really took this 'kidnapping' to the extreme.
At this moment, Mo Chengjun couldn't help but reveal a wry smile. Once upon a time, he only felt that the safest place was within the Galaxy Sword Sect.
The ups and downs of the outside world can never fall on him.
But now, he really has a little reputation, and someone is trying every possible means to plot against him.
And in a sense, they were extremely successful.
Taking a long breath, Mo Chengjun suddenly said: "So, the reason why you are willing to tell me so much and explain so much until now is that you are actually delaying time, right?
This Hengsha mustard seed bowl should take a certain amount of time to start? "
Yue Siming's smile became brighter: "Yes, it is a spiritual treasure after all. If you want to use it without attracting attention, you have to be more careful, so it will naturally be much slower.
But, just a few breaths ago, the alms bowl had been fully opened, so, Master Mo, just go ahead and capture him, and avoid suffering any physical pain. "
"The pain of flesh and blood? Aren't you going to treat me?"
"Yes, if the Green Bat's 'substitute wood carving' is not broken, then you are really invited, and we have to tie you up respectfully.
But now? "
As he said that, Yue Siming looked aside and saw that Qing Bat had stood up. There were still snot and tears on his face, making him confused everywhere.
But his expression has calmed down, and he is no longer as sad and uncontrollable as he was just now.
He stared at Mo Chengjun, his eyes red and his voice hoarse: "I know you can't accompany me, but I will make you regret destroying my wood carving."
Mo Chengjun did not panic, but suddenly said: "Actually, when Brother-in-law you answered all my questions, I knew you were stalling for time, but what should I say?
If you want to delay time, why don't I?
You are preparing, so why am I not? "
A bad premonition suddenly arose in Yue Siming's heart, as if a great danger was coming.
While he was in mid-air, he smelled moisture.
You must know that the world inside the Hengsha Mustard Seed Bowl is really full of yellow sand. Hot and dry conditions are the norm, but what does moisture mean?
"You, what did you do?"
Mo Chengjun raised his head, looked at the sky, and said, "Don't you think the dark clouds are a little low tonight?"
Following his words, Yue Siming and Qing Bat almost invariably looked up at the sky, only to see boundless dark clouds rolling in, silently pressing on their heads, like black clouds pressing over the city, so low that it was scary.
"This, this is the magical power of "Wind and Cloud Thunder Technique", to drive away thunder and activate lightning?
No, how could such a large-scale magical power be so fast and so silent? "
“It’s already considered slow, and I’ve been preparing for a long time.
However, this is not to drive away thunder and lightning. "
Mo Chengjun smiled and said: "This is actually another kind of thunder magic power. After I created it, I have never used it to kill anyone.
You will be the first wave of people to help me verify the power of my supernatural powers. "
After saying that, Mo Chengjun introduced him warmly: "By the way, I forgot to mention, I call this magical power, "Nine Nine Thunder Tribulations"."
"bluff!"
Before Yue Siming could answer, he saw that the green bats were already coming out of the crowd, but although he spoke lightly, the methods he used were definitely impressive.
He opened his mouth again, inhaled until his chest swelled to the extreme, and then suddenly spit out countless airflows.
The dense sound of "buzzing" once again covered up all the noise between heaven and earth, and then the entire sand sea was stirred up like a riot, rushing up to the sky like a tidal wave.
The dark clouds in the sky were originally very low, but now the yellow sand rolled up, really like the collision between heaven and earth.
"Supernatural power, big waves wash over the sand!"
The hoarse voice of the green bat was accompanied by the howling of the wind and sand, as if it was constantly echoing throughout the entire Hengsha world.
It was only at this moment that his magical aura that permeated the world was fully revealed, tall and distant, thick and majestic.
That is the magical aura that belongs exclusively to Nascent Soul Overhaul!
Although it can only be regarded as the early stage of the realm, there is no doubt that this person has reached the fourth realm of the six realms of immortality and can be called a strong man with a major overhaul.
With this strength, no matter which sect it is placed in, even if it is the Eight Immortal Sects, it is definitely a high-level one.
It was also at this moment that Mo Chengjun's clear voice sounded along with the thunder: "Imperative, the nineteen thunder tribulations have fallen!"
Crackling!
Boom, boom!
The groggy sky suddenly lit up and countless thunder spread, the sound of explosions directly drowned the world, and then, the thunder was flickering like it was free of money.
Until, a thunderbolt with a thickness of a hundred meters hit his head.
boom!
The collision between the thunder and the sea of sand was like the collision between two of the most savage ferocious beasts. There was nothing else between the sky and the earth, only the endless explosion sounds that seemed to shatter the eardrums of mortals.
If you look closely, you will see that the fallen thunder is not dead, but is swimming in a meandering way, like a spiritual snake, chasing a target and striking hard.
If I had to describe it, it would really be just four words - thunder and lightning!
In the sea of sand, a certain figure of the green bat who was still running around chose to give up moving because he found that the thunder followed him wherever he moved, as if he was pretending to be positioned.
He couldn't think of a way to solve this method for a while, so he simply stopped thinking about avoiding it, but stopped where he was, activated his magical power, and rolled up the yellow sand in the sky to meet the exaggerated thunder and lightning.
He didn't believe it yet. As a Yin God cultivator, his long-lasting magic power and the power of his supernatural powers were not as good as those of a Foundation-Building cultivator.
However, what he didn't know was that he had met a person who could not be measured by common sense.
