"Boom, boom, boom..." Deafening roars came one after another, filling the entire space.
As a top offensive formation, the power of the "Heavenly Fire and Gold Formation" is terrifying. The condensed red and gold droplets may seem small, but every drop is close to the blow of a monk in the early stage of pill formation.
As the saying goes, a small amount adds up to a large amount. Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. Being continuously attacked by countless red and gold liquid beads, the light curtain below, no matter how strong it is, cannot withstand it.
Two full days have passed. From being as solid as a rock, it has begun to shake, and the formation is just around the corner.
However, the fact that the formation could last for two days was somewhat beyond Mo Juren's expectation. He guessed that the sealed thing inside might be more terrifying than he expected.
For the sake of caution, while waiting, he once again deployed a defensive formation inside the Heavenly Fire Financial Formation to make up for the deficiencies of the former's defense.
It lasted for another day and night, and finally, the golden light curtain could no longer hold up, and with a loud roar, it instantly shattered. At this point, the Diamond Demon Refining Formation was completely broken.
Mo Juren did not remove the formation, but became extremely vigilant. At the same time, he waved the flag in his hand again, and the red-gold cloud floating above the hall in front began to gradually retreat, and finally hovered over the formation.
[In view of the general environment,
Liao Qing immediately guessed the other party's intention, his expression instantly became solemn, the Love-Severing Sword emerged, and he looked forward intently.
Unexpectedly, the palace was always quiet and no changes occurred. Even Mo Juren's expectation that there would be a large amount of demonic energy did not appear.
"What's going on?" Mo Juren frowned, looked at the closed door of the main hall in front of him, and couldn't help but think secretly.
He also tried to let go of his spiritual consciousness to explore inside, but found that it was impossible. The entire palace seemed to be wrapped in a layer of mysterious power, blocking all exploration.
If there really is a monster in the palace, with the disappearance of the diamond refining array, it should show up, right? Thinking this, Mo Juren was naturally not in a hurry and simply continued to wait.
Time passed slowly, and nearly two hours passed. Maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe the monster inside ran out of patience and finally couldn't hold it any longer.
With a roar, the palace door opened directly inward, and a familiar figure appeared in sight.
"It's him!" Within the formation, Mo Juren was extremely surprised when he saw the familiar figure standing at the door of the palace. Isn't this the middle-aged monk who fought with him outside before? Unexpectedly, he also came in with him.
However, there is obviously something wrong with the middle-aged male cultivator at this time compared to before. His eyes were cold, his expression dull, and his eyes were filled with a strange black energy.
As if he was a different person, with an evil aura all over his body, he stepped out of the palace door step by step. His eyes looked around for a while, as if he had sensed something, and then he suddenly looked at a certain location, which was where the formation was.
A trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and then it turned into a black light and shot out, rushing into the formation in the blink of an eye.
Mo Juren's expression remained unchanged. The moment the opponent took action, he waved the command flag in his hand very quickly. The red-gold clouds surged in the sky, and red-gold liquid beads condensed out again.
At this time, the liquid droplets did not fall as low as before, but turned into golden streams of light, shooting towards the middle-aged monk like missing arrows.
At the same time, Master Liaoqing also controlled the Qing Sword to slash out sharp sword lights.
However, the next scene shocked the two of them. Facing the violent golden stream of light, the middle-aged monk just shook his body slightly, and a strange black mist spurted out. The sweeping golden stream of light came into contact with the black mist. In an instant, it was directly bounced away.
As for the slashing sword light, although it is powerful, it cannot hit the opponent at all. Its speed is as fast as lightning, and it only flickers a few times before it can be easily dodged.
Seeing this scene, Mo Juren suddenly narrowed his eyes. There was a sudden movement in his heart, and he immediately sent a message to Liao Qing on the side, and then continued to control the formation, blocking the opponent from approaching with "extraordinary difficulty"
close.
Obviously, this is not going to work. The outer "Heavenly Fire and Metal Formation" is just a purely offensive formation. Without other changes, it is completely powerless to stop the opponent.
Although Master Liaoqing was confused, he didn't ask anything. He just continued to use the flying sword to resist without any haste, but made no other moves.
Soon, the middle-aged male cultivator rushed through the first formation. However, before he could stand firm, the surrounding space suddenly changed. Blue sky, white clouds, and high mountains emerged, no longer the same as before.
"Illusion!" Looking at the vivid things nearby, the middle-aged male cultivator reacted instantly, but a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. Clenching his right fist tightly, he punched forward hard, and a fist shape as huge as a hill appeared and hit a giant peak in front of him. As a loud noise was heard, the mountain peak split into pieces and collapsed.
The middle-aged man sneered and punched out his fists again. Huge fist shadows emerged one after another. In the blink of an eye, all the surrounding mountains were shattered into pieces, like ruins.
But at this moment, a strange scene appeared. Bursts of blue light suddenly lit up between the sky and the earth, and all the shattered mountains were restored to their original state in an instant.
The middle-aged man's expression changed. The power of this illusory formation was much stronger than he expected. In this way, he instantly stopped being dismissive and became serious.
It's not that he's worried. It's just an illusory formation. He has plenty of means to crack it, but it just takes a certain amount of time.
However, before he could start moving again, the illusion changed again, and majestic golden light surged out, filling the world in an instant.
The middle-aged man didn't care at first, thinking it was still the same golden stream of light he encountered before. However, the moment he was surrounded by golden light, he immediately realized that something was wrong, as if a huge crisis was coming.
Unfortunately, it was too late when he reacted. The golden light, which he didn't know what it was, directly purified the body-protecting demonic energy around him, and then entered his body all-pervasively.
Severe pain quickly surged through his body, and no matter how he mobilized the demonic energy in his body, it was of no avail. It was as if he had encountered a nemesis, and there was nothing he could do except scream in agony.
Outside the illusion, golden light shone between Mo Juren's eyebrows, completely covering the middle-aged man in front of him.
Master Liaoqing stood aside, her love-cutting sword had already been put away by her. However, the shock in her heart could not be greater. The other party actually had a third eye, which was really beyond her expectation.
She had also seen similar descriptions in classics. It was rumored that in ancient times, there were monks who could refine the eyes of monsters for their own use, thereby controlling powerful abilities.
But that was only in ancient times, and now it has long become a legend. I didn't expect to see it in the other party.
The golden light that shot out from the third eye was even more powerful, as if it was specifically designed to restrain the opponent, making the middle-aged man completely unable to fight back in front of it.
She had to admit that during this period of time together, the other party gave her too many surprises. A late-stage pill-forming monk has strength no less than that of a strong person in the Nascent Soul stage, which is incredible enough in itself.
Just as she expected, the middle-aged man at this time was becoming more and more miserable. He was rolling on the ground under the golden light, accompanied by shrill screams. It was so miserable.
In this regard, Mo Juren had no intention of stopping. While he continued to control the command flag to maintain the formation, he sent a reminder to the auxiliary device in his heart.
According to his original thoughts, this kind of existence that belonged to the demon race at first glance would definitely be a tonic for the heart of the holy demon. Unexpectedly, the assistant did not respond at all.
Mo Juren was stunned for a moment, what happened? Could it be that you still look down upon her? Unfortunately, the heart of the Holy Demon is not under his control, so he can only choose to accept it full of doubts.
Since the assistant didn't like it, he could only eliminate it. Continuing to maintain the output of golden light, in just a moment, the opponent was completely silent.
Mo Juren was still not careless, but allowed the evil-breaking divine light to continue to exist. It wasn't until it lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour and it was confirmed that the opponent was completely purified that the attack stopped.
The third eye is closed, Mo Juren
The figure flashed to the opponent, and then he released his spiritual consciousness to explore again.
The middle-aged man was completely dead. What was strange was that there was no Nascent Soul in his body! This made him puzzled. Could it be that unlike what he thought, the other party was not taken away by the demon soul?
The Evil-Breaking Divine Light has the ability to purify, but it cannot destroy the Nascent Soul. In this case, where will the opponent's Nascent Soul go?
Without a clue for a moment, he stretched out his hand to collect the storage bag and spirit beast bag at his waist, and then shot out a spiritual flame. In the raging fire, the opponent instantly turned into ashes.
"What should we do next?" Master Lingqing came closer and asked softly.
"Of course I want to enter the palace and have a look." Mo Juren said, and then directly handed the command flag in his hand to the other party and said,
"Don't withdraw the formation outside yet. You stay and watch while I go in by myself."
"You...be careful." Knowing the other party's true strength, Master Qingqing did not insist anymore this time, but still reminded him uneasily.
"Don't worry, I'll pay attention."
Mo Juren nodded, and in a flash, he was already in front of the palace. Looking at the huge palace door in front of him, he immediately pressed his hands on it. Terrifying power emerged, and with a loud bang, the huge palace door slowly opened.
After a slight hesitation, he stopped hesitating and stepped straight into it. As soon as Fang stood still, the scene he saw immediately attracted all his attention.
The interior space of the main hall is not large, and the various decorations are full of ancient charm. The bottom is even more densely carved with countless lines, covering the entire ground.
These were nothing, and would not attract his attention, but in the very center, there was a square altar several feet long and wide. It was also engraved with complex spiritual patterns. If he looked carefully, it was actually the same as the nearby ground. Connected as one.
And in the corner above the altar, a mysterious small cauldron half a foot in diameter and about three inches high suddenly fell. What shocked him was that the lid of the cauldron was open, and there was a piece of golden talisman paper that was torn in half.
Seeing this situation, Mo Juren almost instantly thought of a possibility. He immediately became extremely vigilant and at the same time let go of his consciousness to continuously explore the surroundings.
"Be careful, it's down there." Silver Moon seemed to have a strong sense of the demons and gave an urgent reminder. Mo Juren also noticed something unusual, just under the altar in front.
Sure enough, with just a breath, changes began to occur.
The originally peaceful altar suddenly lit up with a dazzling light, and began to spread outside the altar along the complicated lines, and finally directly covered the entire hall.
"Formation!" Mo Juren's heart moved, and he could see that this formation should be used for sealing. The goal of the seal is self-evident, it must be below.
Suddenly, a loud shout interrupted his contemplation, and then, the entire altar began to shake violently, as if something was about to break out of the ground. On the ground, the spiritual light flowing in the complex lines became brighter and brighter. At this moment, it was like a huge light network, tightly restrained and suppressed.
Unfortunately, the sealed thing was really powerful, and the spiritual network formed by the formation only lasted for a moment. Finally, it could no longer support it and became unstable.
The ground shook sharply, the altar was cracked, and thick black demonic energy spread out along the cracks.
Finally, with a loud rumbling sound, the altar was completely pulverized, and a huge figure with a height of several feet rose into the air, finally suspended in mid-air.
"Demon!" Mo Juren recognized the other party's identity at a glance. The only thing that surprised him was that the image of this demon was very different from what he expected.
The first is the size. Although it is several feet tall, compared with the ones I saw in Xutian Temple, it is definitely "petite". Moreover, except for the two sharp horns on its head, this demon does not look like a demon at all. Instead, it is white-skinned, beautiful, naked, and has a cold and stunning appearance. It is obviously a woman.
Sensing his gaze, the female demon looked directly over with a pair of murderous eyes. Her expression was extremely cold and she said in a solemn tone:
"You dare to kill my soul, human monk, you are quite capable?"
"It's just self-preservation. In the face of a life-and-death crisis, is it possible that Mo still has to pull his neck to kill him?" Mo Juren snorted coldly, with no fear on his face, but he was cursing secretly in his heart.
This damn auxiliary device is too slow, why hasn't it responded yet?
Although the strength of the female demon cannot be seen, it is not necessary to think about it. She can exist in the demon refining formation for countless years without dying. Even if it is not in its prime, it is definitely an extremely terrifying existence.
"Seeking death!" A human ant dared to contradict her like this, and the female demon was instantly angered. Coupled with the fact that her soul was destroyed, she had just escaped from the prison and had yet to recover. Her vitality was severely damaged again, and the murderous intention in her heart became even more intense.
A jade palm suddenly poked out and grasped towards the void.
In an instant, five unknown forces emerged out of thin air, sealing Mo Juren directly like a cage. The power was extremely terrifying, and Mo Juren's body was so tyrannical that he actually felt a trace of pain.
He hadn't felt this way for too many years, and he couldn't help but be wary of the female demon in front of him. Just one casual blow had such powerful power, which was enough to make him extremely vigilant.
At this moment, he really wanted to curse, but the auxiliary device still hadn't responded yet. Could it be that he had eaten too much last time and looked down on this succubus?
This possibility is possible. After all, in the Xutian Temple, the Holy Demon Heart devoured six real demons at once. In comparison, those sealed here are obviously far inferior to the former in terms of strength and level.
However, if the guess is true, it would be too ***. I was originally counting on the other party, but in the end I had to do it myself, which was simply speechless.
