"As expected of a being with the blood of the top demon clan, he still has such a keen intuition to this point." Wu Gan did not have any surprises, but instead laughed and continued,
"It's a coincidence that I accidentally obtained a strange magic skill in the past. I originally thought that I would never have the chance to practice it in my life, but I never thought that a Taoist friend would come unexpectedly.
This is truly destiny. Without the help of fellow Taoists, I would not have been able to practice this skill to the present level. There is only the last step left to achieve success. "
"So, after taking the blood this time, I will no longer be of use." Xu Qingcheng suddenly sighed, not with too much fear, but with a sense of relief.
"It's better to be settled than to die. Wu did this just to satisfy fellow Taoist's wish." Wu Gan chuckled, with an air of "I am also doing your best."
"Now that things have come to this, why should we be so hypocritical?" Xu Qingcheng smiled coldly and continued,
"Let's do it. I hope that for the sake of the many years of blood I have dedicated to you, you will be smarter and this girl will suffer less."
"As you wish." Wu Gan was not angry, and still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold to the bone, with extreme cruelty.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a flash of light in his hand, and he quickly condensed several blue ice swords. Then he waved his arm, and all the ice swords flew out, shooting towards Xu Qingcheng's body.
Naturally, he planned to take the living blood first. After all, if the other party died, it was hard to say whether the blood would change.
To be on the safe side, it's better to take the blood first, and then kill the other party later. As for giving him a good time, it's just a lip service, and it can't be taken seriously.
Speaking of which, this woman's contribution to him was unexpectedly great, not only her bloodline, but also a large number of resources, many top-level treasures, etc., especially the ancient treasure 'Phantom Spirit Tower', which was of far higher quality than Anticipate.
Even though the demon clan doesn't like to use foreign objects, he doesn't reject such top-notch treasures.
Just when the flying sword was about to pierce the opponent's body, an accident happened suddenly. A white light curtain suddenly appeared in front of the opponent, directly blocking all the flying swords.
"Eh!" Wu Gan was a little surprised. He had already banned the opponent's Nascent Soul for many years, so how could they still resist?
Just a moment's hesitation, everything is too late.
The ground below suddenly shook, and then, an illusory talisman shot out and sank directly into his body.
He instantly realized that this was a sneak attack by a foreign enemy. He was so brave. He dared to cause trouble in Panlong Sea. He was simply seeking death!
Not to mention the protection of the nine great demons in the transformation stage here, there is Shenglong Island seven hundred miles away. All the strong men of the Jiaolong clan are there. As long as they are aware of the situation here, they will swarm here in an instant.
Anyone who dares to act recklessly in Panlonghai will have no second outcome except death.
Thoughts were racing in his mind, and he was planning to take action to capture this lifeless maniac. However, what happened next caused his expression to change drastically.
The demon power in the body is like stagnant water, unable to be mobilized at all!
what's the situation!
Before he could recover, a white light flashed before his eyes, revealing a strange figure. At the same time, a blue flame emerged out of thin air and shot towards him.
"Human race! How is this possible!" Wu Gan couldn't figure it out. How could a human monk appear in Panlonghai? Are so many strong men in the clan blind? Let a human race go deep into the hinterland without even noticing?
Unfortunately, this was not the time to think about this. The moment the blue flame appeared, he instinctively felt the crisis. If he really allowed it to enter his body, his situation might be worse.
But now that the demonic power in the body cannot be mobilized, what should we do?
Suddenly, he suddenly thought of something, and a trace of determination suddenly flashed in his eyes. He saw a sudden flash of blood all over his body, and disappeared in an instant. Only one arm, still leaking blood, fell to the ground.
"Method of surrogate death!" Mo Juren's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect that the other party had such a weird secret technique, which directly defeated his method.
Of course, this secret technique obviously has great limitations. The teleportation distance of the opponent is not far, and when he reappears, he is only a few feet away, and he has not even left the stone chamber.
At this time, Wu Gan looked extremely ugly. It was not just as simple as losing his arm. The key was that a treasure he relied on to save his life was wasted.
This made him want to eat the man in front of him alive. A human monk who was only in the early stage of Nascent Soul actually caused such huge damage to him. He deserved to die.
The opponent's methods are indeed weird, but without the opportunity to sneak attack, it is simply a dream to plot against him again.
Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate at all, and a thick black mist instantly lifted up around him. At the same time, the fallen arm was instantly absorbed into the black mist.
"Demon energy!" Mo Juren was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that a demon cultivator could practice demonic skills. It was really beyond his expectation. However, he did not escape, and did not even call out to his companions, which showed that he was still confident.
This is the best thing. If he really escapes, that will be real trouble. In this case, he simply cooperated with the other party and immediately stepped in front of Xu Qingcheng, while making a solemn look on guard.
He knew very well that the next attack was particularly crucial, and he had to take advantage of the opponent's contempt to succeed. Otherwise, the other party will inevitably become completely alert, and it will be difficult to capture the other party.
Wu Gan naturally didn't know what the other party was thinking, so looking at his solemn expression, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart. He didn't expect that he was here to save someone. With his early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, he dared to take such a risk, which was quite courageous.
The relationship between these two people should be unusual, right? Could it be that they are a couple? Well, the other party was fulfilled today, and he was also very interested in whether that person had performed a weird secret technique before, or what kind of treasure it was, and he might want to search for the soul carefully later.
"You... why are you here!" A trembling voice came from behind. At this time, Xu Qingcheng's heart was ups and downs. He could not describe his heart in words, including joy, emotion, worry and so on.
"Silence!" What time had it been? Mo Juren didn't have time to reminisce with the other party. He just scolded him and ignored him. Instead, he focused all his attention on the enemy.
In response to this, Xu Qingcheng not only did not feel angry at all, but instead felt a strange feeling, a sweet feeling of being protected. She was also very sensible and didn't say anything more so as not to disturb the other party.
She has no doubt about Mo Juren's strength. No matter how powerful the ancient demon was faced in the Xutian Palace in the past, the opponent was still able to win. Now that he is obviously a strong man in the Nascent Soul stage, why should he be afraid of the ninth-level demon cultivator in front of him.
It's just that this is Han Iceland after all, and it's in the core area of Panlong Sea. What he has to face is not just a martial artist, but countless strong men from the Jiaolong clan. No matter how strong he is, he can't be defeated.
When she thought of this, she became more and more worried.
At this time, Wu Gan's arm in mid-air had recovered, and the secret technique had been used. Suddenly, the magic mist around him surged violently, and then black chains condensed by the magic energy emerged, like spiritual snakes. Sweeping downwards.
Facing such a 'weird' attack, Mo Juren seemed to be frightened. A sword-shaped magic weapon appeared in his hand and he waved it wildly towards the flying chains.
However, facing the chains condensed with demonic energy, how could ordinary magic weapons work? In just a blink of an eye, his hands and feet were completely entangled in the chains, and then they were pulled directly into the air.
At this point, Mo Juren seemed to have lost his fighting ability. He was entangled in chains, and no matter how hard he struggled, it was of no avail.
His face was even more pale, with a look of despair. Naturally, this scene was seen by Wu Gan from a distance, and he couldn't help but sneered.
His Demonic Qi Chain is one of the most powerful secret techniques among the demonic skills he cultivates. It can naturally restrain the magic power of monks and even the demonic power of monsters.
When the opponent is entangled in the magic chain, the demonic energy will flow into the body, and there is no possibility of resistance at all.
Unlike Wu Gan, Xu Qingcheng's eyes flashed slightly behind him, and he secretly thought in his heart that this guy has always been treacherous and acted so vulnerable. He was obviously pretending, so Wu Gan would be in trouble.
"Devil, you have to die a good death, kill me if you can!" Seeing that he couldn't escape, Mo Juren's face was filled with death, and then he cursed coldly.
"Having caused so much harm to me, how can it be so easy to die?" Wu Gan snorted coldly and continued,
"Tell me, how did you enter the Panlong Sea, and how could you appear here quietly? In addition, what kind of secret technique was used before? Tell me, if you can satisfy me, maybe you can I might as well let you live."
"If you want to know Mo's secret, even if you die, I won't be able to tell you." Mo Juren's face was determined, with a generous and decisive expression.
"You do have some backbone!" Wu Gan sneered, with a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.
"Unfortunately, it's not up to you."
"That's not necessarily the case!" Mo Juren said and frantically mobilized the magic power in his body. However, at this moment, another magic energy chain shot out, and then directly locked his forehead. In an instant, wisps of pure demonic energy began to invade the sea of consciousness.
"What did you do to me!" Mo Juren finally showed a look of horror.
"You still want to self-destruct. It's really unreasonable. How can I do what you want?" Wu Gan snorted coldly, and then he flashed and appeared in front of him.
He didn't hesitate, and immediately stretched out a palm and pressed it directly on the Baihui point on the top of the opponent's head. Then he released his spiritual consciousness and planned to start searching for souls.
However, at this moment, a change suddenly occurred. The other party's original desperate expression disappeared instantly, and was replaced by a strange smile.
Before he could recover, a vertical eye suddenly opened on the other person's forehead, and blazing golden light instantly filled the air.
"Ah..." The magic energy chain and the magic mist around him were instantly swept away by the golden light, and then invaded the body like a pervasive force, causing Wu Gan to scream.
Not only that, the weird illusory talisman from before reappeared, once again blocking his demonic power, and the other party even flashed a blue light in his mouth, and a blue ice flame shot directly into his throat, and the extreme coldness spread rapidly, and in an instant It immediately covered the head, and then spread to the whole body.
Everything was done in an instant, without giving him the slightest chance to react. And having lost his life-saving thing, he can no longer escape control.
"You..." Wu Gan never expected that the situation that he had clearly gained the upper hand would suddenly take a turn for the worse, and instead he would become the desperate party.
"Me?" Mo Juren chuckled, but did not stop. The so-called villains die from talking too much, and the same goes for decent people. While sneering, his palm was inserted directly into the opponent's head like a sharp blade.
"Damn, what is this? Mo, if you want to kill me, don't even think about it... no..." Wu Gan only felt that his soul was being held by the other party, and then he encountered some kind of invisible force. The bondage of strength.
Naturally, he resisted with all his strength, but unfortunately the power was too terrifying and it was of no use at all. Seeing that he was helpless, he suddenly whispered the last spell in his mouth.
That's all, he lost consciousness in a blink of an eye, and the entire dragon soul completely disappeared.
"This is..." Mo Juren naturally heard the spell, but he didn't find anything strange, and he couldn't help but be a little confused. At the same time, he also pulled out a crystal demon pill that exuded ice-blue brilliance.
Wu Gan was unwilling to die. He still had too many methods that he had not used. He believed that if he fought honestly and honestly, even if he lost, he would not die in such a miserable way.
However, there are no ifs in the world, nor does it mean that you can win with more means. In the battle of life and death, victory is always determined by just a few millimeters. What's more, he was facing Mo Juren, a person whose actual combat power was far stronger than his.
Therefore, his death is not surprising. It's just that the other party was too despicable. Even though he had tyrannical strength, he still pretended to be a pig and ate the tiger, which made him die too frustrated.
Naturally, Mo Juren couldn't hear Wu Gan's thoughts. The reason why he used conspiracies to win over the opponent was out of necessity. This is Han Iceland, the core area of Panlong Sea. Where do you dare to mess around?
After retracting the dry blue ice flame, Wu Gan had already revealed his original form. Now was not the time to count the loot. The storage bag on the opponent's waist and his entire body were put away by him.
After doing all this, he walked towards Xu Qingcheng again. The latter was naturally excited and looked at him with unabashed admiration.
Yes, it is adoration, even with a hint of infatuation. Regardless of whether the ninth-level demon cultivator was killed so easily, she couldn't help but be obsessed with it, regardless of whether it was unscrupulous or not.
Mo Juren ignored the other party's strange expression and walked closer to observe him carefully.
There were five chains of unknown materials in front of him, each of which locked the opponent's limbs. The other one passed through the shoulder blades, firmly fixing him on the stone wall.
The runes on the chain are densely covered, and the surface is even covered with red talismans. The runes drawn on it are obviously different from those of the human race, and should be similar to the inheritance of the demon race. (End of chapter)
