Yun Mo naturally knew that these people were still wary of him, but he didn't care at all because he had no intention of forming a team, so it didn't matter what they thought of him.
However, after observing for a while, Yun Mo could see the level and weakness of the protective restriction.
The protective restriction in front of him was a natural protective formation close to the fifth level. It was not very complicated. The formation trajectory was quickly sensed by Yun Mo, and naturally he could see where its weaknesses were.
After knowing the weakness, Yun Mo did not hesitate. He took out several formation flags from the ring and was about to throw them out when he saw a figure fleeing towards his position.
It only took a few breaths to stand in front of him.
"In a friendly way, I killed the two alchemy cultivators in my Bingxuan Palace like chickens. Do you think that because of your high level of cultivation and strength, you can do whatever you want?"
The person who spoke was the figure standing in front of Yun Mo, a cold-faced male cultivator wearing a black and white monk's robe. When he spoke, his cultivation level exploded, and a powerful momentum pressed against Yun Mo.
Judan perfect cultivation?
Yun Mo raised his eyebrows. This was the strongest monk he had ever encountered in Tianxu, and he was obviously still within a hundred years old before he could enter Tianxu.
A cultivator who can gather elixirs and achieve perfection within a hundred years of age?
Yun Mo sighed very much. He was originally surprised that he could meet a monk in the late stage of gathering pills in Tianxu. He didn't expect to meet a perfect monk who gathered pills today. Moreover, from his careful feeling, the other person's aura It is extremely floating, brewing a powerful aura, and is obviously about to break through. In other words, the opponent has actually half-stepped into the Nascent Soul.
A sudden thought came to Yun Mo's mind, that is, is it possible that there are Nascent Soul cultivators in the Tianxu?
There are people who have half a foot in the Nascent Soul, and I am afraid there are also some Nascent Soul monks.
The heroes of the world are indeed like the crucian carp crossing the river!
Seeing that Yun Mo didn't say a word, but just looked at him with a strange look, the cold-faced monk's face became even colder, and he said in a mocking tone, "What, you're mute? Or are you scared? No. Dare you answer my question?"
Although Yun Mo lamented the other party's cultivation, it did not mean that he would be afraid.
He also understood who the two pill-gathering monks Bingtian mentioned were the two mid-stage pill-gathering monks he had killed before.
He was not lying before. These two people were indeed his enemies. They were the two monks who surrounded and killed Yun Mo in the valley before. The wound on Yun Mo's abdomen was caused by one of them using a spear.
Yun Mo has always had a clear distinction between grudges and grudges, and must avenge himself.
When he meets a monk who wants to kill him, his subordinates will naturally not show any mercy and will never let go if they can kill him.
Yun Mo's expression did not change, and he said calmly: "You are right, you can really do whatever you want if you are powerful. Why, do you have any objections?"
"Hahaha, Taoist friend, you have an arrogant tone. I have never seen such an arrogant person in all my years of cultivating Bingtian. You must be a master at the Nascent Soul stage, right? After all, you killed me, the middle-stage pill-gathering master of Bingxuan Palace, with one knife. Monk, you are really awesome! I have no opinion, but my cultivation has reached a bottleneck now, and I would like to ask fellow Taoists for some advice."
Bingtian laughed a few times, turned his hand, and held a light blue ice crystal Proud Gun in his hand. He looked at Yun Mo and said in a cold tone. Although there was laughter, anyone could hear his tone. The coldness and murderous intent in it.
When he learned from others that the Alchemy-Gathering Monk from Bingxuan Palace was killed with a sword for no reason, Bingtian's anger arose in his heart, and he wished he could immediately arrest the person who killed the Dan-Gathering Monk from Bingxuan Palace. Come here and cut your body into pieces!
Although Bingxuan Palace is not a top sect in Xiyuan Continent, not everyone in the sect can kill at will, not to mention that the one who died was a pill gathering monk!
A monk who could achieve the goal of gathering pills within a hundred years of age was a genius in the sect, but he was ruthlessly killed for no apparent reason. He, Bingtian, couldn't bear it.
"Well, you saw it today. You can do it if you want, but there is no way to ask for advice from me. Once you do it, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Yun Mo's tone was calm, and there was no trace of fear in his eyes.
When he was at the first level of Ju Dan, he could fight with all his strength at the seventh level. Now that he was at the fourth level, he would obviously have no problem fighting against someone with one and a half feet in the Nascent Soul.
What's more, even if he can't beat him, he still has Taixu Escape, and the other party will never be able to stop him.
Similarly, he had no intention of explaining. The fact that the other party came to him now meant that he did not witness the killing scene, but learned about it from other people's mouths. That must have also informed him of the reason for the killing.
Knowing the reason, he came to the door with murderous intent, obviously he didn't mean to do anything good.
The fight would be over. He also wanted to see how much strength the monk with half a foot in the Nascent Soul weighed.
"Very good, I hope your strength will be as crazy as your mouth later!"
After Bingtian finished speaking, he took a step forward, held the Ice Crystal Aohuang Spear in his right hand and stabbed Yun Mo!
Bingxuan Palace is actually considered a large sect in Xiyuan Continent. Although it is not the top sect, it is almost there. As one of the top ten true disciples of Bingxuan Palace, Bingtian is the most famous. The monks of Bingxuan Palace are well-known for his spear skills!
It was precisely because of his powerful spear skills that he was able to become one of the top ten true disciples.
The evaluation of his marksmanship is: once the spear is released, gods and ghosts can be transformed!
As soon as the spear was thrust out, the surrounding space seemed to become cold instantly. Beautiful ice flowers could be seen condensing in the void with the naked eye, but these ice flowers were filled with endless violent killing intent. The ice flowers flew around, condensed into tornadoes and blasted toward Yunmo.
Although this shot was not Bingtian's specialty, it was still a shot with full strength.
In his opinion, Yun Mo was able to kill the mid-stage pill-gathering monks so easily, so he obviously had some strength and attention, but not much.
Feeling the ice flower tornado in front of him, Yun Mo also secretly exclaimed, what is spear skill? This is called gun skills!
One shot came out, sweeping all the killing power in the space, forming a shooting space that firmly immobilized him, blocking all his spaces. If he couldn't break free before the spear hit him, the only thing he could do was to stand on the beautiful ice. It turned into debris under the tornado.
It can be said that if Yun Mo was still at the first level of Judan, facing this shot, he could only escape, and he would also need to burn his true energy and blood essence.
But now, in front of him, this shot is just a joke.
Seeing Yun Mo staring blankly at the spear he thrust out like a fool, Bingtian shook his head secretly, with contempt in his eyes. He thought highly of the other party. He originally thought that the other party had some strength, not to mention dodging his shot. At least you can resist, right? But he didn't expect that he couldn't even perform basic resistance and was waiting to die?
It seems to be just a wax head with a silver gun.
Feeling very bored in his heart, the power of Bingtian's shot was reduced a bit, and the coldness in the space was no longer so strong.
Then Bingtian saw an unforgettable stab in his life.
