"Fell into a trap!"
His mind froze, and before Mo Chuandao could react, a simple small cauldron also appeared in the air. At this moment, it was emitting endless devouring power. It was the Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron in Fei Ren's dantian.
At the same time, Chuan Dao Mo's left hand was also firmly attached to the body of the Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron, and was subject to the powerful devouring power, unable to break free.
"What kind of spiritual treasure is this?!"
His eyes swept over and landed on the Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron. At this moment, a hint of shock and fear flashed across Chuan Dao Mo's handsome face.
Now, he finally understood why Fei Ren punched him head-on. Everything was done deliberately by the other party.
Moreover, the devouring power released from the Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron is very powerful, like an infinite bottomless black hole, swallowing up all the dust and vegetation around it. If he cannot break free in time, let alone his left hand, even his entire Everyone will be swallowed up, and their bodies will die!
"The devouring power of the Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron has become much stronger. It seems that in addition to the strange inscriptions on the cauldron, it is also related to my own strength..."
Controlling the Divine Cauldron with his left hand, Fei Ren also increased the devouring power of the Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron at the next moment. At the same time, the volume of the entire Divine Cauldron expanded several times, like an ancient bell that was tens of feet tall, spreading Mo Chuandao's power. The whole body is covered.
The opponent Mo Chuandao is a disciple of the Tianji Sect, and his Yuanli cultivation has reached the first level of the Martial Spirit Realm. If he can devour the opponent, his Yuanli cultivation will also be improved a lot.
"Damn it!"
Sensing that the devouring power coming from the Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron had strengthened again, Master Mo also gritted his teeth and instantly released the Wuji Ice Emperor Body. His whole body was filled with a layer of brilliant ice crystals, his pupils glowed blue, and he was full of aura. It surged several times again.
"Buzz....!"
However, in the face of the endless devouring power of the Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron, the power of the innate hegemonic body is still ineffective. The devouring power of the Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron has not been reduced, but has become stronger and stronger. It seems that even the power of the innate hegemonic body They were all devoured together.
"ah....!"
With a long roar, facing the adversity of life and death, Mr. Mo's handsome face was flushed and his veins were exposed.
"Chila...!"
Accompanied by a tearing sound like cloth, the next moment Mo Chuandao actually cut off his left arm. At the same time, he knocked back the Immortal Refining Cauldron with a palm of his right hand. He took advantage of the situation and retreated backwards. A large amount of blood stains spread across the sky. , his appearance suddenly became extremely embarrassed.
In order to save his own life, he had no choice but to cut off one of his arms. There was no other way.
At the moment, he is unable to resist the devouring power of the Immortal Refining Cauldron. Even if he uses his innate hegemonic body, the "Infinite Ice Emperor Body", it will be useless!
"Um?"
Across the sky, Fei Ren also looked slightly surprised and felt a little surprised when he saw Chuan Dao Mo cutting off his arm and forcibly breaking away from the devouring power of the Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron.
After all, for a martial artist, the consequences of losing an arm are huge, and may even affect the foundation of martial arts in the future and greatly reduce one's strength.
Even if you want to regenerate a severed limb, you must at least take an elixir of grade 8 or above. However, elixirs of grade 8 or above are not only very expensive, but also generally priceless and unavailable to ordinary martial arts masters.
"This guy is quite ruthless..."
"It's a pity. It seems that my Yuanli cultivation level is still too low. Otherwise, even if this guy cuts off an arm, he still won't be able to get rid of the devouring of the Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron..." With a thought, the Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron gradually returned to its original state. , and was later taken back by Fei Ren.
This was the first time he used the devouring power of the Immortal Refining Cauldron to fight. Although he failed to kill Mr. Mo in one fell swoop, he was able to cripple one of his opponent's left arms, which was considered good, and Fei Ren could accept it.
.....
With the disappearance of the Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron, the devouring power that was raging all around slowly dissipated, leaving a mess behind.
"Preacher Mo, you are no match for me..."
Looking towards Mr. Mo, whose aura in the sky dropped suddenly, Fei Ren also said calmly, with a serious tone.
Now that Mo Chuandao has lost one of his left arms, his strength has been greatly reduced. He is no match for him and there is no need to use the Immortal Refining Cauldron anymore.
Moreover, using the devouring power of the Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron to fight would also consume a huge amount of his own energy, far more than using the Dharma Gold Buddha Body.
Therefore, Fei Ren would not directly use the Immortal Refining Cauldron to kill the enemy unless absolutely necessary.
In addition, once the secret of the Immortal Refining Cauldron is exposed, it will bring disaster to his life, which is why Fei Ren is cautious.
"what to do....!"
Facing Fei Ren's cold gaze, Mr. Mo, whose strength was greatly reduced at this time, was also worried and hesitant.
Now, if he turned around and ran away, he would be unwilling to do so, but if he continued to fight, he would have no way to compete with the Immortal Refining Cauldron in Fei Ren's hand.
For a moment, Mr. Mo also hesitated.
At the same time, Indra on the other side also successfully repelled the obstruction of the puppet Xiaobai and flew towards him.
However, the previous scene where Fei Ren used the Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron to cripple the left arm of Preacher Mo in one fell swoop also fell into his eyes. Although he successfully came to support, Indra did not dare to act rashly for a while, with a look of shock and uncertainty on his face.
"What a spiritual treasure that ancient tripod is! Its power is far inferior to even the magic sword in my hand... How is this possible?!"
"Is it possible that this kid has been hiding his strength?"
Secretly pushing forward in his heart, Indra held the magic sword tightly in his hand, but did not dare to take action. He just stared at Fei Ren in the opposite sky with a wary face.
....
"It turns out these two guys are also afraid of death..."
During the confrontation in the air, Fei Ren had a guess when he saw that Mo Chuandao and Indra had not taken action yet, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Boom! Boom boom...!"
At this moment, there were bursts of loud rumblings in the sky, and then the ground shook. The entire small world of the ancestral mausoleum was trembling. The earth was torn apart, and the mountains and rivers were cut off. It seemed that it might collapse at any time. Like a doomsday scene.
"Is the ancestral mausoleum going to collapse?"
Fei Ren's eyes narrowed slightly as he noticed the changes in the sky and the surroundings.
At present, the inheritance opportunities left by Azir have all gone to their respective owners. Among them, the Buddhist sword fell into the hands of Preacher Mo, the magic sword was snatched away by Indra, and as for the final eighth-level martial arts "Sword and Sword Art", It was obtained by oneself.
Perhaps it was because Azir's inheritance opportunity was taken away that caused the collapse of the ancestral mausoleum.
At the same time, Preacher Mo and Indra in the sky also noticed the changes in the ancestral mausoleum, with different expressions.
"Boy, Tianji Sect, I'm just going to let you go!"
"I will definitely repay this revenge!"
Clenching his teeth, the next moment Preacher Mo also glared at Fei Ren fiercely, then turned far away to stop the blood on his left arm, and at the same time turned around to escape from the ruins and ran towards the exit of the ancestral mausoleum.
At present, Zuling is close to collapse, and the two of them can't do anything to Fei Ren if they continue to fight.
If they leave too late, they may suffer disaster, and may even be buried underground for a long time with the collapse of the ancestral mausoleum, and their bodies and souls will disappear.
Therefore, without any hesitation, Mr. Mo immediately chose to run away.
"whispering sound!"
Seeing that Pastor Mo was wounded and running away, Indra on the side glanced reluctantly at Fei Ren on the opposite side of the sky, and fled in a hurry the next moment. His thoughts were naturally the same as those of Pastor Mo, and he did not want to be like the small world of the ancestral mausoleum at his feet. Be reduced to a burial.
