Time flies, and three days have passed. In the camp outside the city, the Mulan people who have made all preparations finally move.
Countless streams of light were seen rising into the sky, sweeping towards Tiantian City like a torrential rain. What's even more shocking is that despite the huge number of warriors, they are not chaotic at all. They always maintain a mysterious formation, like a well-trained army.
On the ground below, five wild beasts the size of mountains also walked out of the camp and moved quickly forward. Such a huge team seemed like black clouds were pressing down on the city, covering the sky and the sun, making people breathless.
The Mulan people did not choose to encircle them on all sides, but apparently planned to concentrate their efforts on attacking one place. The Nine Nations Alliance was also well prepared. The city wall that was more than a hundred miles long was already crowded with monks, and they all looked in the direction outside the city in amazement.
"Here we come!" In the central area, Wei Wuya seemed to sense something, and with a flash of green light, he rushed out of the formation and floated in mid-air.
At the same time, another figure also flew over from the opposite side, it was the Mu Lan people's divine master surnamed Zhong.
"Fellow Daoist Wei, you are well."
"If you didn't come to invade, Wei would be fine." Facing the intruders, Wei Wuya naturally had a bad look on his face and snorted coldly.
"As the saying goes, it is a crime to possess a jade. You, the southern kingdoms, occupy the sacred land. How can you understand the plight of our Mulan people? It is not so much an invasion. It is essentially just a last resort for survival. I hope Fellow Daoist Wei can understand .”
"It's just greed, why bother looking for a high-sounding excuse. Sorry, Wei can't understand."
"It's a pity..." The man surnamed Zhong shook his head slightly, but his expression suddenly became serious.
"Then there's only one thing to do."
"Stay with me to the end." Wei Wuya was not afraid at all. The green light around him flashed through the air and he said coldly,
"You can't let go of me here. If you dare, come with me."
"I'll leave this to you, be careful." The man surnamed Zhong turned around and said to the messenger below, and also took up the escape light and chased after him.
As the two great monks moved away, the war between the two sides began.
Somewhere below, Saintess Mu Lan waved her white jade arms gently, and immediately, five behemoths slowly walked out and stayed side by side in front of the position.
It looks like a rhinoceros, with a monster body as big as a mountain. Its whole body is covered with blue scales, and there is a silver horn that is several feet long growing on its forehead.
On the back of each giant rhinoceros is a Nascent Soul level controller. As soon as the command is given, a huge roar sounds like the sky and the earth.
The five giant rhinos opened their bloody mouths one after another, bursts of crimson flames instantly filled the air, turning into five huge fire pillars and spraying towards the formation in front.
The fire pillar was several feet in diameter, carrying violent energy, and instantly collided with the light curtain. Then it exploded suddenly, turning into endless waves of flames that spread across the light curtain.
The demonic fire was so strange that it could last forever. As the fire pillar continued to be replenished, the red flame wave spread extremely quickly, covering a large area in the blink of an eye.
Inside the formation, some monks who had participated in the frontline fighting showed signs of fear when they saw this. It was this beast that we encountered in the Fengyuan Jing camp before. There was only one of it at that time. As the strange demonic fire burned, the light curtain formed by the guardian formation soon became unable to support it.
Now that five of them have come at once, their power has naturally increased exponentially. But I wonder how long Tiantian City's so-called top-notch 'Shangyuan Light Extinguishing Array' can last?
In the center, Elder Luo, who was in charge of command, looked calm at the moment. If it can't resist even five wild giant beasts, the 'Shangyuan Light Extinguishing Array' can't be called a top-notch protective array.
Sure enough, even though the strange demonic fire continued to burn, the light curtain remained motionless.
Saintess Mulan also saw this scene, but she was not disappointed at all. Instead, she let the five wild beasts continue to attack.
At the same time, his pair of exposed jade arms waved again, and in an instant, countless magician formations around him began to move, and they started to use mysterious magic formulas.
In just a moment, countless dense spiritual lights soared into the sky, eventually converging into terrifying spiritual light seals that also bombarded the light curtain in front of them.
"Boom boom boom..."
Violent explosions came one after another, and even though the Shangyuan Light Extinguishing Array had an amazing defense, it was still being bombarded by such a dense and powerful attack.
Before it was over, the second attack followed, the third, the fourth...
Within the formation, Elder Luo, who was originally confident and slow, now frowned. Obviously, no matter how strong the formation is, it has its limits. If the opponent is allowed to attack so unscrupulously, problems will occur sooner or later.
"You can't do this. Brother Luo, it's better to give the order quickly." Another mid-stage Nascent Soul monk next to him said with a solemn expression.
"Rely on the large formation and focus on harassment. Don't show off." Elder Luo did not hesitate. He immediately waved his arms. In an instant, all the Nascent Soul stage monks on the city wall were the first to rush out of the light curtain. The monks who were at the level of alchemy and below followed closely behind.
"I can't bear it anymore!" From a distance, Saintess Mulan sneered again and again. Without waiting for her to issue another order, many masters and great masters who had been prepared also flew away and directly greeted her. Go up.
In mid-air, nearly two hundred Nascent Soul stage powerhouses were fighting each other. On the ground, countless monks in the Dan Formation stage, Foundation Establishment stage monks and magicians were fighting in a melee.
One side has a natural advantage due to the blessing of the spiritual magic circle. Although the other side is messy, it can rely on the large formation at the rear to advance and retreat freely.
For a time, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, with no light from the sun and moon.
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"You didn't participate?" In the Wanxian Tower, Mo Juren was enjoying tea leisurely. For him who already knew the outcome, he didn't care about the decisive battle outside, but was constantly sensing the location of the mark.
What surprised him was that Mo Xiaosheng did not participate in the battle, but still stayed in a certain inn. On the contrary, Liu Chengfeng was currently fighting with the Mulan people outside the city.
These two people are hidden dangers, and it is best to solve them all before going to the Chaos Star Sea next time. Otherwise, even if he leaves, he will not feel at ease in his heart.
However, there is a difference between the two.
As a peak monk in the late stage of pill formation, Liu Chengfeng is not weak in strength. Unless a trap is set in advance, it will be difficult to get rid of him with 100% certainty.
On the contrary, Mo Xiaosheng was just one chance away from him. As long as the timing is right, it can be easily killed.
This time the other party arrived in the Nine Nations Alliance, which was considered an excellent opportunity. It's a pity that the other party didn't know the reason. He was very cautious from beginning to end. During these days, he didn't even step out of the inn's door.
Mo Juren couldn't help but ponder, could it be because he knew the reason why he was here, so he had scruples? After all, he was so famous during this period that he couldn't hide it from the other party.
While he was thinking about it, his expression suddenly changed, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
The other party actually moved and left the inn for the first time in months. What surprised him even more was that the opponent did not go to the battlefield to participate in the battle, but left quickly in the opposite direction.
"Could it be..." Mo Juren's heart moved, and he suddenly had some speculation. He felt happy instantly and without any hesitation, he stood up and left the restaurant.
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Somewhere in the street, a figure was walking quickly. He was obviously very anxious and walked with windy steps. If it were not restricted by the restrictions in Tiantian City, I am afraid it would fly directly.
This person is Mo Xiaosheng, and he feels helpless when talking about it. He was sent by the sect to perform tasks in the Nine Nations Alliance, but he didn't expect to hear the news that Mo Juren was also here.
This existence made him hate him to the core, but also feared him to the extreme. He has tried his best to avoid the other party, why is he so lingering?
Nowadays, the opponent's reputation has spread throughout the Nine Nations Alliance, and even in the Mulan Grassland. Countless monks are discussing the opponent's Talisman talent, and even everything in the past.
He doesn't care about these, he just understands that if the other party learns of his existence, he will really suffer. With his strength, without a top-notch life-saving object like the 'Shuchichi Talisman', he would almost certainly die.
Therefore, after learning the news about the other party, he has been carefully hiding in the inn.
He has been waiting, waiting until today is the best time for the two sides to fight. At this time, everyone went to the battlefield, and monsters as powerful as Mo Juren were no exception.
Under such circumstances, he could leave easily and be gone by the time the war was over.
As for the mission sent by the sect, it doesn't matter at all. He had previously excused himself by saying that he had problems with his own cultivation and was unable to fight.
Doesn't he hate it in his heart? The answer is obvious. How could he not hate his three younger brothers? If possible, he would like to cut the opponent into pieces.
It's a pity that he knows himself. With his current strength, revenge is just a luxury.
Instead of living in hatred every day, it would be more meaningful to concentrate on training and work hard to improve your strength. Things are unpredictable. Maybe one day in the future, there will be an opportunity?
Confusing thoughts were racing through his mind, but his steps were not slow at all, and he ran straight to the location of the city gate.
For him, the top priority right now is to leave Tiantian City as soon as possible, as far away from that person named Mo as possible. Everything else is not considered for the time being.
Not long after, Mo Xiaosheng finally left the city gate without any hesitation. He immediately jumped into the air and flew towards the north.
His speed was extremely fast, almost reaching his own limit, and he had flown more than two hundred miles before long. He turned his head and looked behind him, but didn't find anything strange.
At this point, he really breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart. The caution these days has paid off, and we are finally out of a dangerous situation.
Come to think of it, that person named Mo should be still fighting fiercely with the Mulan people at this moment, right?
This is also a good thing. With the other party's reputation, he will definitely be taken care of by the Mulan people. I hope God will open his eyes and let the other party die on the battlefield.
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and an uncontrollable smile appeared on his face.
Before he could be happy for a long time, he suddenly discovered that in the mid-air not far ahead, a figure was standing suspended on a flying sword, looking at him with a half-smile.
He was startled in his heart at first and looked at the other party subconsciously. When he could see the man's appearance clearly, his expression suddenly changed drastically.
"Mo Juren, how is this possible!" At this time, the joyful mood in Mo Xiaosheng's heart suddenly fell into the abyss, as if he was enveloped by an unprecedented feeling of death.
At that moment, he even forgot about escaping immediately. His whole body seemed to be stiff and stood still, not knowing what to do?
escape? He wanted to, but knowing the strength gap between the two sides, he knew very well that there was no way he could escape.
The four brothers didn't succeed together last time, let alone alone now. Without a top treasure like the 'Shutchi Talisman', they are as powerless as a fish in a net.
"Mo... Fellow Daoist Mo, can you spare my life?" Mo Xiaosheng was so frightened that he stuttered even more.
"Give me a reason not to take action?" Mo Juren also didn't expect that the other party would beg for mercy at this time, so he couldn't help asking with a playful expression.
"In the past, the four of my brothers secretly ambush Gu Xianzi. They were wrong in the first place, and they deserved the catastrophe afterwards. It is precisely because of this that I have never had the idea of revenge. I have done this all these years. Taoist friends should know best. …”
"Do you think Mo will believe it?" Mo Juren sneered. He is so reasonable and understands justice. Those who don't know would think he is a saint?
"I swear with my Taoist heart that if I have any thoughts of revenge in the future, I will be struck by five thunders and my soul will be shattered..." Seeing the other party's expression, Mo Xiaosheng became anxious and quickly made a series of vicious vows.
"I can't tell that you are so cruel to yourself." Mo Juren was still smiling, but the killing intent in his eyes became more intense. Not bothering to talk nonsense with the other party anymore, a white light flashed around him, and he came to him in an instant. At the same time, the flying swords at his feet arrived first and attacked directly forward with a cold sword light.
"Damn it..." Even though he had sworn such a vicious oath, the other party still did not intend to let him go. He would kill him as soon as he made a move. He was frightened and at the same time, he was extremely sad and angry.
You know, it was his three younger brothers who died in that incident. He decided not to care about it, but the other party still refused to let him go. How cruel he was.
Without any hesitation, he immediately dodged with light and fled in another direction at high speed. Unfortunately, before he could fly a few feet, two more sword lights emerged, splitting into two directions and stopping him completely.
He just realized it at this time. No wonder the other party communicated with him so leisurely. It turned out that he had been prepared and didn't give him a chance to escape at all.
The way forward was cut off. At this moment, he knew in his heart that there was no other way to survive except to fight to the death.
Without any hesitation, he immediately thought, and two rays of light emerged. One was his natal magic weapon 'Floating Light Inkstone', and the other was a set of golden battle armor, covering his whole body in a flash.
In an instant, the floating light inkstone was divided into three, and two phantoms separated to fight with the flying swords coming. Unfortunately, with just one blow, the two phantoms were directly destroyed, and the main body was frozen by the extreme cold air.
His expression suddenly changed. Having experienced the last time, he was naturally prepared. He found a lot of top-grade fire-attribute materials and refining his natal magic weapon in order to prevent him from encountering the opponent again in the future.
During the first battle, the cold air attack from the opponent's flying sword left a profound impact on him. The extreme cold air could instantly affect the spirit of the magic weapon.
However, what frightened him was that over the years, not only his magic weapon had improved, but the opponent's flying sword had also become very different, and the coldness it brought had increased by countless times?
He could clearly feel that his magic weapon spirit had been severely damaged and had become stiff and sluggish, making it difficult to control.
His guess was correct. At the time of the battle, Mo Juren's flying sword had just been refined, and its cold air was only a hundred years old. After being cultivated, the cold air of the three flying swords had grown to a thousand years old, so there was a qualitative difference.
He originally thought that he was at least capable of fighting, but now it seems that he has completely overthought it. He is not even a single enemy of the opponent.
Suddenly I thought of the terrifying achievements of the other party over the years. It was an existence that could almost compete with the powerful ones in the Nascent Soul stage. I still want to fight with them? Really dizzy.
Just surrender?
No, he was unwilling to give in. Thoughts flashed in his mind, and he suddenly thought of something. A special rare treasure that I got accidentally over the years may be useful.
Although I still can't drive it as I want, I can...
Just the price...
The situation was critical now, and he couldn't care less.
As he thought, a black light flashed in his hand, and a short black stick half a foot long appeared. It looks inconspicuous, and I don’t know what it is?
However, the moment he saw the black stick, a hint of ferocity flashed in Mo Xiaosheng's eyes. At the same time as he avoided the three incoming sword lights, he continued to input mana to start stimulating it.
In an instant, the stick began to glow with a hazy black light, and a strange gray mist gradually appeared on his face, as if it was constantly sucking his vitality. His skin began to become wrinkled, and his black hair turned white.
(End of chapter)
