Meng Qianqiu mobilized all her strength and suddenly struck out with a palm towards the edge of Giant Peak.
She had been injured once before and was well aware of the power of this magic weapon, so she did not choose to force it.
Although the Giant Peak is powerful, it is still a heavy object and its direction is difficult to grasp. She has achieved her goal this time.
Chen Mo snorted coldly, and immediately withdrew the magic weapon that had strayed from the target, and the two faced each other in the air again.
Chen Mo's back was covered in blood, obviously caused by worshiping the fourth-level monster just now. The wounds on his abdomen had scabbed over, and there were minor injuries everywhere on his body. He was probably even more miserable than Meng Qianqiu.
"It seems that if we don't deal with you completely, we won't be able to successfully obtain the spiritual materials." Meng Qianqiu was silent for a while and then said slowly.
"I think so too."
Chen Mo knew that this was her delaying strategy. The spiritual liquid would take some time to be refined, so Chen Mo would have no loss if it was consumed like this.
"Zhao Ping, are you a monk from Fuyun Sect?"
Meng Qianqiu suddenly changed the topic, and Chen Mo said noncommittally: "Yes or no, what does it have to do with you?"
"When we were fighting just now, the way you raised your energy every time was very similar to the basic mental method of Fuyun Sect. You don't have to rush to defend yourself. Maybe I was wrong."
"Floating Cloud Sect, there is a very famous monk in the Qi Refining Stage. His name is Ye Lantian. Although I have not fought with him alone, I can tell that this person is a strong opponent!"
"And you are not weaker than this person."
Meng Qianqiu said seriously every word.
"Hahaha..." Chen Mo laughed loudly, and then said sarcastically: "I am really scared to get such a comment from a big shot like you, Jin Fenghuang!"
"Zhao Ping! I just want to tell you that a monk only has one life. Don't do meaningless things, and don't force me to use my last resort. The price is something you can't afford."
"If you retreat today, just think that I owe you a favor. Not only will we cancel the past, but we can still be friends after we leave the secret realm."
"friend?"
"Yes, friend, don't you want to go to Enchanted Island after building the foundation? As long as I introduce you, you will not be expelled immediately even if you fail the trial, and I will try my best to help you pass."
"Do you have any enemies in the outside world who are cultivators? If you name them now, as long as your cultivation is below the initial stage of foundation building, I will definitely help you avenge them within a year."
"And..." Meng Qianqiu took a picture of the small porcelain bottle that previously contained the thousand-year spiritual liquid: "If you agree to leave, I will wait until the secret realm is over and I will give you another bottle!"
"Zhao Ping, those who understand current affairs are heroes. I will give you five minutes to consider whether you want to be my enemy or leave here. Tell me after you have thought clearly!"
"No need!" Chen Mo waved his hand and said, "Please give me some advice, fellow Taoist!"
"Huh!" Meng Qianqiu's face darkened: "It seems that I have been playing the piano to others before! Do you really want to die so much?"
"To die in pursuit of the path of cultivation, the word death is heavier than a mountain peak, and to die submissively in the end is not even as good as a feather. Which way of death do you think I will choose?"
Chen Mo reflected on his thirty years of experience in Taoism, had some thoughts in his mind, and answered with some profound words.
"Okay...very good!" Meng Qianqiu laughed angrily: "Then I'll see what confidence you have in challenging me! Kneel down and speak!"
Meng Qianqiu's cultivation suddenly exploded. Before she could take action, an invisible storm swept across all directions. Before Chen Mo could react, he only felt that his shoulders were like the weight of thousands of stones, and a huge force kept pressing his body down. .
Such a humiliating posture made Chen Mo furious, and he activated the Xuantian Lotus in his consciousness. The object turned around, and Chen Mo's eyes seemed to emit substantial sharp blades, and he hit it with two "swish" sounds. On the invisible storm, but soon disappeared.
"Haha, Zhao Ping, if your power of consciousness is limited to this, you can die!!"
Meng Qianqiu's face was stagnant when Chen Mo broke through the storm, but he quickly recovered and smiled sinisterly at Chen Mo. At the same time, his spiritual consciousness increased a lot more than before, and spread again, covering Chen Mo.
"Let me kneel down, you are not worthy!!"
Chen Mo roared angrily, and the waves in the sea of consciousness surged. At this time, Xuan Tianlian was driven by Chen Mo and turned into three ethereal spirits. Under the condensation of the sea of consciousness, it merged into a golden sword. With a whoosh, it broke through the void and fought hard. Facing the storm of Meng Qianqiu’s consciousness.
Meng Qianqiu's expression changed: "Released her spiritual consciousness?!" She wanted to evacuate but it was too late. No matter how dense the storm was, it could not withstand the power of the golden sword. After being cut in half by it, Meng Qianqiu's The body fell back continuously, almost being swallowed by the tyrannical consciousness.
Fortunately, Chen Mo stopped when he saw the situation and withdrew the sword in time. However, Chen Mo did not feel comfortable. It was extremely dangerous to have his spiritual consciousness separated from the body. If he was not careful, he would lose the whole game. He just hit him by surprise, and the effect would be the same if he did it again. It won't be this good.
Meng Qianqiu said in a serious tone: "I originally thought of suppressing you with my spiritual consciousness, but now it seems that I am the one who is the master of my own tricks! Zhao Ping, didn't you ask me why I like to use force with others? I will tell you now!!"
Before she finished speaking, Meng Qianqiu's hair turned from black to red again. Not only that, the nails on her palms grew more than three inches, each exuding a bloodthirsty aura. Her eyes appeared again, and she was in the passage. Demonization is exactly the same.
At this moment, just looking at her appearance, even if she is said to be a female devil who is full of evil, I am afraid some people will believe her!
"The evil spirit turns into a demon!" Chen Mo called out the name with an ugly expression.
"Not bad, a bit insightful!"
Meng Qianqiu raised his head to look at the rising sun, sighed and said: "You are lucky that you can't use the magic eyes during the day, but this evil spirit turns into threads... Let me see how you can resist it!"
Almost at the same time, six hair-thin gray lights hit Chen Mo at the same time. The speed was so fast that Chen Mo had never seen it in his life. The purple liquid in the pear flower bottle was suddenly thrown out. After only a moment's delay, they arrived in the blink of an eye!
A lotus flower rose quietly under Chen Mo's feet, and the Lotus Destruction Technique was unfolded at the cost of three flying swords. The monstrous sword energy met the evil thread, but a strange scene appeared.
No matter whether it was one or even ten, he could not cut them off. Chen Mo secretly gritted his teeth and controlled hundreds of sword energy to hit the two evil threads closest to him!
"Bang bang!"
After two muffled sounds, the evil threads slowly exploded, and Chen Mo's figure dodged, and after barely dodging two life-threatening objects, he was still hit by the remaining two evil threads.
One was pierced in the arm, and the other was in the middle of the abdomen. There was no severe pain as Chen Mo expected. On the contrary, there was only the numbness of the needle, and there was no other feeling.
Chen Mo naturally didn't think that this thing was that simple. He just wanted to use spiritual energy to pop out the evil threads, but he never thought that this thing encountered spiritual energy, like a crazy twisting earthworm, desperately trying to drill into Chen Mo's blood vessels and spiritual veins. !
How could Chen Mo get what he wanted? But Meng Qianqiu didn't give Chen Mo a chance. Seeing that the attack failed, he used his five fingers to form a blade and grabbed ten evil auras. In the blink of an eye, he attacked Chen Mo again.
"I told you! You are no match for me!" Meng Qianqiu's face turned cold. Chen Mo had no time to respond, so he had to activate all the protective talismans on his body, and layers of shields were blocked in front of him.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."
In front of the protection composed of a large number of medium-sized talismans and seals, the ten evil blades were as easy as knives cutting through paper. At Chen Mo's critical moment, the dragon seal was released again, and he was hit by Meng Qianqiu, and Chen Mo was beaten to the point where blood spurted out. Fei, in the same way, the evil thread penetrated deeper.
Meng Qianqiu didn't make any more moves and stood quietly on the spot to recover. It was obvious that the two moves just now had a great impact on her.
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