"Isn't it a joke that a strong man in the Nascent Soul stage is hiding in the dark like a rat?" Mo Juren was suspended in mid-air, looking at a place in the dense forest below and shouted coldly.
He was a little lucky in his heart. He kept investigating along the way, but unexpectedly something went wrong.
The other party must have a special method to cover up his aura, which blocked his consciousness. Fortunately, he didn't use all his strength in the sneak attack just now, otherwise, there might really be problems.
As soon as he finished speaking, a black light rose into the sky and hovered not far ahead in the blink of an eye. When the light faded away, what was revealed was a middle-aged man wearing a black robe, his whole body shrouded in a strange black mist.
His appearance and hair accessories are very peculiar, as well as his dressing style, the temperament he exudes invisibly, etc., are all quite different from those of the Tiannan monks.
"Mulan people!" Mo Juren guessed the identity of the other party at a glance, and his eyes suddenly narrowed. How dare you go deep into the hinterland of Tiannan and specifically ambush and attack him here? How courageous is that?
The location chosen was equally clever. Xu country was already remote and there were no powerful forces. Although the Luoxue Mountains stretched for more than two thousand miles, they were just ordinary mountains without aura.
It is indeed the most appropriate choice to ambush in such a place, especially since this place is located in the center of the mountain range and is thousands of miles away from the Blood Lady Palace to the north of Xu State. It is estimated that even if there is a big movement, it will not be detected. arrive.
He didn't panic at all. Today, when he faced an early Nascent Soul monk, he was able to handle it with ease even without any preparation.
At this time, he was more thinking about the connection behind the ambush. The purpose of the Mulan people's attack on him was simply to know his potential and to get rid of him before he grew up, so as not to become the enemy of the family in the future.
However, it is somewhat intriguing that the other party can know his whereabouts so accurately and ambush him in advance.
If he guessed correctly, there was only one possibility for him to be able to do this, and I'm afraid it had something to do with Elder Gu.
In this way, the person who had previously attacked his maid Skylark was about to come out. In just a blink of an eye, countless thoughts ran through my mind like lightning, and I could guess the ins and outs of everything.
"The first person under Nascent Soul is indeed not simple." The middle-aged man didn't know what the other person was thinking, so he snorted coldly.
"Thank you." Mo Juren smiled slightly and then said,
"It's really appreciated that Taoist friend gave me such a big gift when I first met him. Unfortunately, Mr. Mo is short of money and doesn't know how to return the gift. I hope that Taoist friend can forgive me."
"Aren't you worried?" The middle-aged man could naturally hear the sarcasm in the other person's words, but ignored him and asked with a sneer.
"Why should you worry?" Mo Juren also asked,
"Decades ago, Mo just formed the elixir, and he was able to escape from the strong men in the Nascent Soul stage. Now that he has reached the late stage of elixir formation, am he still afraid of you?"
"It seems that the aura of the first person under the Yuanying has made you a little lost. Do you really think that all early Yuanying monks have the same strength?" The middle-aged man sneered, but inadvertently flashed in his deep eyes. A hint of strangeness, fleeting.
"Fellow Taoist is so confident, Mo needs to learn from it." Mo Juren still looked calm, showing no fear at all.
"Arrogant!" The middle-aged man scolded him coldly. He thought of his previous negligence and lost an ancient treasure for nothing, and the murderous intention in his heart became even more intense.
You must know that the resources of the Mulan people are poor, and all kinds of treasures are in short supply. Any ancient treasure is extremely rare, and losing one is enough to "break one's muscles and bones."
And because of this mission, he felt that his original magic weapons were somewhat insufficient, so he was allowed to borrow two from the clan. Now that he has lost one, he doesn't know how to explain it when he goes back?
He stopped talking nonsense, and the black light flashed in his hand again, and what was revealed was a small black clock the size of a skull, with a large number of bloody runes densely covered on the surface, making it look extremely mysterious.
Throwing the small bell into the air, his hands quickly formed seals. In an instant, black light shone. The small bell, which was only half a foot tall, began to change instantly. In the blink of an eye, it suddenly grew to several feet high, turning into a huge thing.
The previous sneak attack suffered a big loss, and the middle-aged man naturally had to learn a lesson. The purely offensive treasures before could no longer be used, otherwise it would not be a battle, but a treasure gift.
This person's physical body is also really terrifying. If you want to really hurt the other person, you must use special means.
And the giant bell he sacrificed at this time was definitely the most suitable treasure. Feeling the terrifying power emanating from the giant black bell, Mo Juren instantly became serious.
Although he is not afraid of the opponent, he still has to pay attention to the strong ones in the Nascent Soul stage. Especially when you don't have any understanding, you don't dare to be careless at all.
But at this moment, the middle-aged man finally moved, and his hands were seen to pinch the magic formula again, and the huge black bell that was originally suspended began to rotate at a very fast speed.
The next moment, the giant black bell turned into a black light and suddenly crashed forward with majestic power.
"Is that all?" Mo Juren narrowed his eyes, swayed slightly, and instantly avoided the huge figure of the giant clock.
The middle-aged man seemed to have expected it, and still calmly controlled the giant bell to attack continuously. The two sides went back and forth for more than ten rounds, but there was still no result.
Mo Juren was not in a hurry, relying on his extremely fast escape speed to fight against the opponent. He believed that everything that happened here had already been sensed by the real person who was still far away. When the other party arrived, the two of them would join forces and have a high probability of taking down the person in front of them.
"Want to delay time? Dreaming!" Seeing that the giant clock could never keep up with the opponent's speed, the middle-aged man did not panic. The techniques in his hands changed again, and the giant clock suddenly started to change, turning into two. Two transformed into four, four transformed into eight... In an instant, dozens of identical giant bells evolved, forming a cubic bell array, completely trapping the opponent in it.
"Formation!" Mo Juren sneered, and then his body flashed, trying to break out of the formation through the gap.
But he never thought that an invisible light curtain would form between the huge bells, blocking the way.
"Interesting!" Mo Juren was slightly surprised. A golden arm was raised at any time, and then he suddenly waved his fist and punched it out with unparalleled power.
His power is so terrifying, how can it be blocked by just a light curtain? Only a loud bang was heard, directly blasting the light curtain into pieces.
His figure rushed out of the range of the bell array in a flash. However, before he could be happy, the giant bells that evolved out of them also disappeared on the spot, and then appeared in the surroundings instantly.
He was trapped again! In this situation, Mo Juren couldn't help but be a little surprised. I originally thought that the formation derived from the magic weapon should not be very good, but I didn't expect to miss it.
At the same time, the bell array began to change again, and bursts of bright bells suddenly sounded, as if dozens of giant bells were linked at the same time, and the terrifying sound waves kept echoing inside the array.
"Sound attack!" Mo Juren narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking that the other party had suffered a loss, so he learned to be smart and planned to avoid the powerful advantage of his body and use clever methods to deal with him.
It has to be said that this method is indeed effective. Facing the all-pervasive and terrifying sound wave, he really has no good response except relying on his magic power to resist.
However, if the other party just wants to completely trap him with this method, that is completely overthinking. He has many other ways to crack it, but he doesn't need to use them yet.
Moreover, if it was just an attack of this level, even if it was a confrontation, with the powerful magic power in his body that was no less than that of an early Yuanying monk, it would not be a problem to sustain it for two or three months.
Of course, it is impossible for him to really fight with the other party. After all, he is a strong man in the Nascent Soul stage, and what is revealed now is most likely just the tip of the iceberg. Who knows what more bizarre methods are waiting for him?
Just as he guessed, in just an instant, the change happened again. The sound of the bell suddenly changed, becoming sharp and strange, as if invisible swords began to attack his consciousness.
Mo Juren's heart suddenly trembled. Even though he had vast spiritual knowledge, he could no longer be so passive, otherwise he might cause trouble again.
The most urgent task is to break the formation. Just blasting through the light curtain is useless, the formation will follow closely.
To truly get rid of it, you can only find the body of the giant bell. The huge spiritual consciousness was then released, and he carefully looked at the giant clocks around him.
This treasure is indeed not simple. The derived body is affected by the formation and is enough to look fake and real. At least it is difficult to distinguish it from the appearance and the power it radiates.
However, that is for ordinary monks. Mo Juren was naturally different. He had already mastered the third level of Dayan Jue, and in the following time he continued to swallow Xuanyin liquid, making his current consciousness even more terrifying.
Even though the middle-aged man was a strong man in the early stage of Nascent Soul, he couldn't compare with him in terms of spiritual consciousness.
In just a moment, Mo Juren discovered the true form of the giant bell. A sneer flashed in his eyes, and in the next second his figure flashed to somewhere very fast, his clenched fists lit up with golden light, and shot out like lightning.
"When..." A loud noise pierced the sky, and the huge black clock with a height of several feet was blasted dozens of feet away like a toy. The company flashed over at extremely fast speeds, and the middle-aged man who resisted the giant clock in time was knocked out. His face turned pale involuntarily, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.
He never thought that the 'Tianyin Bell' that he was so proud of could be dissolved so easily?
The force that came just now was even more terrifying. It only took over the remaining power of the giant bell, but it still made its internal organs churn.
This is completely beyond the scope of the human race, but rather like a powerful monster wearing human skin. The huge fist mark clearly visible on the surface of the Tianyin Bell is the best proof.
Looking at the huge clock, especially the three-inch deep fist mark, he couldn't help but bleed in his heart.
Just one blow did not destroy the treasure, but it also severely damaged its vitality. It is almost impossible to restore it to its original state.
As he thought, the huge treasure bell shrank in an instant, and then disappeared in a flash of light. Looking at the figure in front again, the middle-aged man's expression became extremely ugly at this time, and he also wanted to curse the guy who delivered the news.
After lurking for so long, the information I investigated was all rubbish, without any accuracy. Where is the kid in front of me who is a monk in the alchemy stage?
The so-called number one person under the Nascent Soul was also underestimated. After only a brief confrontation, the strength displayed by the other party was terrifying, no less than an ordinary early Yuanying monk.
I was unlucky too, why was I so careless? He actually lost and damaged two treasures twice in a row. Such losses made even a Nascent Soul Stage monk bleed a little.
Looking at the other party again, his expression became more solemn. If he had been trying to test it out before, now he didn't dare to have any reservations. Perhaps he could only truly win over the opponent by going all out.
"You really impress me!" He snorted coldly, and then patted a certain spirit beast bag on his waist. The next moment, he saw a flash of silver light, and a bag that was more than thirty feet long, covered with quilts all over his body. Densely packed, huge demonic pythons covered with huge silver scales emerged.
"Silver-scaled python? No..." Mo Juren frowned. Although the appearance is very similar, the silver-scaled python is just an ordinary bloodline, and the second level is the upper limit, and it is impossible to grow to such a huge scale.
Moreover, the demonic python in front of him was obviously a level five demonic beast. Not only that, although it is only level five, the fluctuation of its demonic power is far beyond that, probably no less than level six.
"Could it be?" Suddenly, he suddenly thought of something. This python was most likely an extremely special mutated monster.
As we all know, mutant monsters are rare species comparable to wild alien species, and each one is unique.
Because of mutations, strange abilities often evolve, making them difficult to guard against. High-level monsters are so rare in Tiannan, and the Mulan people are no exception. Although there are some powerful wild alien species in their clan, all of them are inherited from their ancestors.
The middle-aged man in front of him not only had many treasures, but also controlled such a rare mutant monster in his hands. His identity was definitely not simple.
Just as he guessed, the silver python soon changed, and a gap suddenly opened in its forehead, revealing a third eye.
Different from the other two holes, which are black, the third vertical eye is dark purple, and there are traces of electric light flashing between opening and closing, making it look particularly magical.
"What a good thing!" Looking at the purple vertical boy, Mo Juren's interest instantly increased. Today we must capture this python no matter what, and dig out its demonic eyes.
As soon as such an idea came to mind, when he looked forward again, the silver giant python that was originally suspended in the air in front of him instinctively reacted, and the huge snake boy flashed with cold light, becoming more and more powerful.
The middle-aged man stood on the giant python's huge forehead. He naturally noticed the strange look in the other person's eyes, but he didn't care. Instead, he raised his foot slightly and heard a huge roar. The third eye on the giant python's forehead A purple thunder light was fired directly, attacking Mo Juren.
At the same time, the middle-aged man formed seals with his hands very quickly, and the strange black mist that had enveloped him began to surge and billow, and then turned into countless dense black threads, sweeping forward.
