Seeing that the juniors have all run away, if the four of them have no scruples, death will be their fate.
But it is up to them to decide how they die.
Mo Jiuzhong sneered: "No need to struggle in vain, you and the people who just escaped will die."
No one can escape from the palm of his hand, and it doesn't matter if he lets those little reptiles live a little longer.
"Hmph!" The ancestor of the Ni family stepped forward, "You are going against the grain, and sooner or later you will end up even worse than me."
"This world is dominated by the jungle. You don't need to tell me these big principles. Which of you will go first? Or should we go together?"
Mo Jiuzhong was too lazy to talk nonsense and looked directly at the four of them.
"I'll go first, you guys will follow." The ancestor of the Ni family took all the spiritual energy in his Dantian and turned it into spiritual power. He reversed the spiritual energy directly in his spiritual veins, stirring the spiritual power to form a turbulent flow of energy. The spiritual veins began to bulge, and gradually his skin began to bulge. Start to drum up.
He quickly rushed towards Mo Jiuzhong, with a look of death on his face.
"Ancestor——" Ni Xinzhi and Patriarch Ni's eyes were red. Ancestor was about to self-destruct.
"Don't come here." Ancestor Ni Xin shouted. He has lived for nearly three hundred years and is considered the longest-lived person in Lingfeng City. He died so heroically that he deserved it.
Mo Jiuzhong looked at the ancestor of the Ni family with some surprise. Are all these righteous monks so unafraid of death?
He changed his previous carelessness and used the phantom body technique to retreat.
The Foundation Establishment Dzogchen self-destructed, and he could not escape unscathed even in the late stage of the Golden Core.
"late."
Before he died, the ancestor of the Ni family showed a proud smile: "Painting the ground is a prison technique."
Several branches and vines surrounded Mo Jiuzhong from all directions, trying to wrap up Mo Jiuzhong who was trying to escape the explosion range.
Mo Jiuzhong looked solemn, and the Wushuang Wushuang Jade Qin struggled to eject a few sound waves to split the vines. As soon as he broke out of the cage, the ancestor of the Ni family exploded himself not far from him, which happened to put Mo Jiuzhong within the explosion range.
The deafening explosion resounded through the sky——
Several people who were desperately trying to escape heard this sound.
Lu Changlin stopped moving for a moment, and then quickly continued running forward.
Zhuzhu looked back at the direction down the mountain and bowed deeply, then suppressed the pain in her nose and continued on her way. Unexpectedly, not far behind her, Ni Siqi burst into tears, shouting "Ancestor" one after another.
Zhuzhu endured it again and again, but saw Ni Siqi still staying there and crying.
She was so angry that she stepped forward and kicked Ni Siqi on the butt: "If you cry here again, my ancestor will really die in peace."
"I... what should we do?" Ni Siqi was frightened by Zhuzhu's fierce look and gradually stopped crying.
"Run! You can run as far as you can. Only by surviving can you have a chance to take revenge."
After Zhuzhu finished speaking, she ignored him and continued running forward with Huahua.
Although Huahua was carrying the unconscious Ni Sitao on her back, she was not moving slowly.
Zhuzhu also tried her best to barely follow behind and not fall behind.
But Ni Siqi couldn't stand it anymore. After persisting for two quarters of an hour, he was still getting farther and farther away from Zhuzhu. He had to call Zhuzhu from behind with a frown on his face: "Ni Siqi, wait for me -"
Zhuzhu didn't stop but just looked back at him. She spoke mercilessly to the little crying baby who was already thirteen or fourteen years old and still seemed to have not been weaned: "Except for your closest relatives, no one will be willing to wait for you where you are. I You can’t protect yourself, you can only rely on yourself, take care!”
Seeing that Zhuzhu was unwilling to take care of him, Ni Siqi shouted dissatisfied: "We are cousins, you are too cold-blooded!"
"It's a cousin, not a kiss."
Zhuzhu gradually faded away with her last voice. Ni Siqi looked at the dense forest ahead, remembering that when he was a child, he heard the legends of various mountain spirits and wild monsters in Yunwu Mountain, and he was a little afraid to go in.
He was afraid of being chased and killed by Mo Jiuzhong, and he was also afraid of being eaten by mountain spirits and wild monsters in the misty mountains. The more he was afraid, the harder it became to make a choice.
There was no one around him to rely on. Just when he was feeling a little desperate, he suddenly remembered the last words his ancestor said to him. He was a man and a real man. He had to live upright and could no longer think of relying on others.
If Mo Jiuzhong found him here, he would definitely die, but if he went into the deep mountains and forests, there might be hope of survival.
Ni Siqi gritted his teeth and plunged into the woods...
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The ancestor of the Ni family blew himself up and died, leaving no trace of his body, which was extremely tragic.
But the man who was forced to sacrifice himself and self-destruct was still standing in front of them.
Apart from some shabby clothes and two blood stains on his face, there were no other injuries on his body.
But Mo Jiuzhong was still very angry. It was always his Jade-faced Shura who forced others into a state of embarrassment. Unexpectedly, today he was forced by a foundation-building monk to the point where he was almost seriously injured.
If it weren't for the fifth-level robe on his body to protect him, he would have suffered some internal injuries from the self-destruction wave of the ancestor of the Ni family.
The expressions of the other three people were even uglier than Mo Jiuzhong's. I really didn't expect that the self-destruction of the Foundation Establishment Dzogchen monk only gave Mo Jiuzhong a few flesh wounds.
This made them feel humiliated and not worth the heroic sacrifice of the Ni family ancestors.
"No, he has high-level magic robes to protect him."
Ni Xinzhi is the second knowledgeable and well-informed person in the Ni family besides his ancestor.
He could see the problem at a glance. Even if Mo Jiuzhong was a real person in the late Jindan stage, and he self-destructed against a Foundation-Building Dzogchen cultivator, and he was within the explosion range, he would definitely suffer internal injuries.
Because Foundation Establishment Dzogchen's self-destruction blow using all his life force is equivalent to Jindan Perfect's all-out move.
Mo Jiuzhong had almost no injuries. The clothes he was wearing were supposed to be annihilated by ashes during the explosion. Unexpectedly, except for a few holes, he was still wearing them properly.
"Did the ancestor's sacrifice be in vain?" Chief Ni was unwilling to give in. This guy had high-end equipment. They were no match for Mo Jiuzhong. How should they fight?
"This robe cannot withstand another self-destruction. Brother, you and Patriarch Lu will attack head-on. I will quietly approach him from the side and self-destruct."
"Fourth brother, your cultivation talent is the highest among the brothers. You can't die like this. I'll blow myself up."
After speaking, Patriarch Ni remembered the ashes of his fourth younger brother and sister and handed them to Ni Xinzhi, "These are the ashes of my younger brother and sister. She committed suicide in order not to drag me down. I didn't have time to stop her. I'm sorry for you, brother."
Ni Xinzhi had long expected that his wife might be dead, so even though he was heartbroken, he was mentally prepared. He took his wife's ashes and put them in his arms.
If he dies by self-destruction this time, he will be destroyed together with his wife's ashes, and they will be in the same ashes after death. He will have no regrets in his heart: "Brother has already done what he should do as the leader of the clan. There is no need to feel guilty. It's just me." He is a monk who is in the late stage of foundation building and is close to the Great Perfection. The power of his self-destruction will be greater. Don't worry, even if he is injured later, he may be difficult to deal with, so it will be up to you two to delay time."
Time was running out, and Mo Jiuzhong on the opposite side had already started playing the jade harp again, his hands speeding up a lot. A wave of waves came over, and the three of them were blown around, and countless small wounds were cut by the sound waves.
Patriarch Lu was even worse. A powerful sound wave hit his left shoulder, cutting off half of his shoulder and left arm.
"Ah~~Grandpa worked hard for you."
Patriarch Lu gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain and stepped forward to block most of Yinlang's attacks, giving Patriarch Ni the opportunity to step forward and slash Mo Jiuzhong's face with his crescent knife.
Ni Xinzhi was about to go around from the left side behind Mo Jiuzhong, preparing for a surprise self-destruction...
Everything was as he expected, but he was soon slapped in the face by reality. As soon as Patriarch Lu took a step, he was cut into dozens of pieces by the unparalleled Jade Qin sound wave and was killed on the spot.
The blade of Chief Ni's crescent knife was only a few feet away from Mo Jiuzhong but could not get any closer.
All because Mo Jiuzhong played the piano with one hand and stretched out two fingers with his other hand to easily control the crescent knife.
"Crack!"
Mo Jiuzhong twisted his fingers, and the crescent knife was shattered and fell to the ground. Chief Ni's face was gray and despairing, and he glanced at Ni Xinzhi, who had not yet approached Mo Jiuzhong: "Fourth brother, see you in the next life."
Then there was another loud bang, and Patriarch Ni blew himself up.
Although his self-destruction power in the middle stage of foundation building is not as good as that of his ancestor in the foundation building stage, it is still a considerable attack.
It turns out that the eldest brother had been prepared to self-destruct. He probably knew that he could not defeat Mo Jiuzhong in combat, so he probably made an attack stance to make Mo Jiuzhong take it lightly.
Although the power this time was not as powerful as the ancestor's self-destruction, Mo Jiuzhong was unexpected. What he had been paying attention to was Ni Xinzhi who was cautiously approaching him from behind. He did not expect that it would be the leader Ni in front of him who would self-destruct.
Although the cassock on his body withstood some of the power, it was damaged by the last self-destruction. The cassock was completely damaged, and Mo Jiuzhong's outstretched left arm was blown away until only bones were left, causing him considerable trauma.
"Haha——" Mo Jiuzhong laughed, and the air around him became cold.
