Late at night, the moon is dark and the wind is strong.
In the silent night sky, a ray of light flew at extremely high speed, and in the blink of an eye it was already ten miles away from the city.
Flying over a certain mountain range, the light suddenly turned sharply and flew down towards a certain mountainside. When the light faded away, a figure appeared.
"Master..." When he saw the person coming, Han Li, dressed in black and wearing a black cloak, walked out of the shadows.
Mo Juren nodded and looked at the opposite mountainside several hundred meters away. There stood a lonely temple. It looked to be some years old and very shabby outside. Master's thoughts, Han Li explained again and paused. After a pause, he added,
"It's a senior sister named Chen. She has some connections with me, so..."
"The surname is Chen?" Mo Juren couldn't help but be a little stunned. No way, what a coincidence? According to the original timeline, the other party should be performing a mission in the nearby Nanwu City. Later he was invited to participate in the siege and suppression of the Black Evil Cult.
However, the time seems to be a bit off. Could it be that we arrived two months ago and have not left since?
I don’t bother to delve into the exact reason, but even if the other party has come here long ago, how could it inexplicably fall into the hands of the Black Evil Cult?
It's no wonder that Han Li would send a message asking him to come over. With the 'connection' between the two of them, he would definitely not watch the other person being sent to the Black Evil Cult within his own power.
"Master..." When he saw the person coming, Han Li, dressed in black and wearing a black cloak, walked out of the shadows.
Mo Juren nodded and looked at the mountainside a few hundred meters away, where a lonely temple stood. It looked old and shabby on the outside. However, one can clearly feel the spiritual power fluctuations outside the temple, which obviously has a protective restriction in place.
"Tell me, what is the situation? How come there are monks from Yellow Maple Valley and are caught here?" He looked away. Mo Juren asked immediately. No? " Mo Juren's heart moved slightly, and he immediately thought of Li Huayuan. Although it was two months earlier, Han Li's disappearance would inevitably cause a butterfly effect, and the other party would most likely send someone here in advance.
"It's not my senior brothers, it's other fellow disciples." Faintly aware of his master's thoughts, Han Li explained again, paused, and added,
"It's a senior sister named Chen. She has some connections with me, so..."
"The surname is Chen?" Mo Juren couldn't help but be a little stunned. No way, what a coincidence? According to the original timeline, the other party should be in Linzai for convenience. Later he was invited to participate in the siege and suppression of the Black Evil Cult.
However, the time seems to be a bit off. Could it be that we arrived two months ago and have not left since?
I don’t bother to delve into the exact reason, but even if the other party has come here long ago, how could it inexplicably fall into the hands of the Black Evil Cult?
It's no wonder that Han Li sent a message asking him to come over. With the 'connection' between the two of them, he would definitely not watch the other person being sent to the Black Evil Cult's lair for a blood sacrifice within his own power.
"Master is planning to do this?" Han Li was startled for a moment, thinking that the other party was thinking about his next move.
"These are just chickens and dogs. It's not difficult to solve them. However, since we want to save people, we can't act recklessly." Looking at the yellow light mask outside the dilapidated temple, which obviously has a warning function, Mo Juren He thought for a moment and then said, "I will be responsible for the frontal attack and attract everyone's attention. You sneak in secretly and ensure the safety of the hostages first."
"Okay." Han Li didn't hesitate, a green light flashed around his body, and he ran away at high speed in the direction of the ruined temple. After waiting for it to be lurking in a hidden position, Mo Juren did not hesitate, waved his arm randomly, and suddenly the light flashed, and ten puppets emerged.
Since we are going to attack sheep, we naturally need to make the noise louder, so as to attract more people's attention. And with so many puppets, it is undoubtedly the most suitable choice.
After everything was prepared, his mind moved. Suddenly, there was no way to avoid it, so he had to hurriedly activate the magic power to protect the body. However, they themselves were just some monks in the Qi training stage. They were completely unable to withstand the light beam attack that was comparable to monks at the ninth level of Qi training. In the blink of an eye, they all screamed and fell towards the ruined temple below.
"Damn it! Create a black wind formation!" The opponent's sneak attack without saying a word instantly angered the bald man completely. He yelled and gave an order, but he turned into a stream of blood and shot towards someone.
The remaining black-clothed cultists finally came to their senses, and with a flash of black light in their hands, they took out black flags and flew towards the area ahead at high speed, gradually forming a siege.
But at this time, the bald man's attack had arrived. However, what he saw surprised him.
"You didn't even hide? You didn't even have the magic shield to wave your arms around. Suddenly, the light flashed and ten puppets emerged.
Since we are going to attack sheep, we naturally need to make the noise louder, so as to attract more people's attention. And with so many puppets, it is undoubtedly the most suitable choice.
After everything was prepared, his mind moved. Suddenly, all the puppets seemed to be alive, and their mouths lit up. The spiritual light began to condense continuously. When they reached a certain limit, they opened their mouths. In an instant, huge beams of light shot out. came out, instantly lighting up the nearby night sky.
The light beam was extremely fast. Who is equally powerful? Could it be a monk from the Seven Sects? However, the method of using puppets to attack is obviously not similar. Could it be a casual cultivator passing by temporarily?
Unfortunately, he did not get any answer to the doubts in his heart, but what followed was ten huge beams of light.
The attack speed was so fast that the Black Demon cultists had no time to dodge, so they had to rush to use their magic power to protect themselves. However, they themselves were just some monks in the Qi training stage. They were completely unable to withstand the light beam attack that was comparable to monks at the ninth level of Qi training. In the blink of an eye, they all screamed and fell towards the ruined temple below.
"Damn it! Set up a black wind formation!" the other party read in unison, and then looked at the convenience. He yelled and gave an order, but he turned into a stream of blood and shot towards someone.
The remaining black-clothed cultists finally came to their senses, and with a flash of black light in their hands, they took out black flags and flew towards the area ahead at high speed, gradually forming a siege.
But at this time, the bald man's attack had arrived. However, what he saw surprised him.
"You didn't hide? You didn't even open the magic shield? Are you stupid?" Seeing the man in front of him standing still in a daze, the bald man felt happy. It was a good opportunity, and the giant fist flashed with blood-red light. It came in an instant like lightning.
"boom……"
The explosion sounded, and huge energy suddenly exploded between the two figures. If you look closely, you will see a golden fist that is directly colliding with the incoming blood-red giant fist.
The bald man came and went even faster, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying, and he retreated very quickly.
At this time, he no longer had the secret joy just now, and his expression became extremely horrified.
"How is it possible? Who are you and why do you have such terrifying physical strength?" In mid-air, the bald man was extremely frightened. He endured the severe pain from his fist and asked loudly.
"A mortal man knows so much about what to do." Mo Juren sneered, but his figure disappeared instantly. When he reappeared, he was already beside a man waving a black flag in mid-air.
"Damn"
It's a long story, but it's actually only a short period of time. At this time, the bald man still doesn't understand that the person in front of him is not an ordinary monk in the middle stage of foundation building. His strength is powerful and his methods are far more bizarre than expected.
In fact, looking at the other party's way of killing dozens of believers in such a casual way, it is possible that it was far more than just the mid-term, but that it was deliberately hiding its strength.
Facing such a strong man, he has no confidence at all, so avoiding him temporarily is the wisest choice.
The plan was made up in his mind, and without any hesitation, he immediately roared.
Suddenly, his entire body was filled with blood, and his entire body was covered in blood. It turned into a huge blood light group that was two or three feet tall.
"Demonization!" Looking at the motionless blood-colored light group suspended in mid-air, the bald man was extremely frightened in the air. He endured the heartbreaking pain from his fist and asked loudly.
"A mortal man knows so much about what to do." Mo Juren sneered, but his figure disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already beside a man in mid-air who was waving a black flag. A golden light flashed past, The other party didn't even have a chance to react, and his head fell instantly.
"Be careful!" The bald man didn't know what was going on, so he quickly warned. At the same time, I felt secretly in my heart. This person was really difficult to deal with. I was not tempted by his words at all. The plan to delay time obviously didn't work.
Pillars of light shot out again.
"Spare my life..."
"No……"
Screams came and went. In just a few moments, none of the monks in the Qi Refining Stage escaped, and they were all killed on the spot.
"Damn"
It's a long story, but it's actually only a short period of time. At this time, the bald man still doesn't understand that the person in front of him is not an ordinary monk in the middle stage of foundation building. His strength is powerful and his methods are far more bizarre than expected.
In fact, seeing the other party "demonize" in such a careless way, Mo Juren looked at the blood-red light floating motionless in mid-air, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
Speaking of which, although this method of demonization has many drawbacks, it is indeed an incredible secret technique. After all, in the world of immortality, there is no secret technique that can greatly improve one's strength in an instant without paying a price. The greatest value is to be able to save one's life at critical moments.
If it were him, if he had the opportunity to obtain a similar secret technique, he would not hesitate to practice it. Of course, the demonization method in front of us is obviously not effective. Its disadvantages are far from being simple. It is completely a fundamental change.
While he was thinking, a ray of light suddenly flew over, and it was Han Li who was back.
At this time, the other party was holding a comatose woman with both hands. She had a curvy figure and a beautiful and cold face. Although it was just a glimpse, it was obvious that she was definitely a beauty with outstanding appearance.
