Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

Chapter 719 Self-destruction and Mutation

Han Li recalled all the Gold-Eating Insects, and then concentrated on controlling the Great Geng Sword Formation.

It was the first time to use this formation to fight an enemy in actual combat. It was inevitable that he was a little unskilled, and since the enemy was such a powerful one, he didn't dare to distract him.

Fortunately, he had practiced it many times, and it gradually became smooth after a while.

Countless golden threads flashed with strange golden light, looming in all directions. They flashed silently and without any pattern, and they continued to approach the location of the demon soul.

The demon soul looked slightly gloomy. Although the sword array was hastily arranged, it seemed to be much more powerful than expected.

He didn't panic too much, but immediately waved his arm to sacrifice a demonized magic weapon. The result was no different from before. The moment he encountered the golden thread, it was instantly cut open.

He didn't believe in evil, and a trace of cruelty suddenly flashed in his eyes. He actually sacrificed all the remaining magic weapons and detonated them immediately before touching the golden wire.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The self-destruction of several magic weapons was self-evident, directly blowing the area in front of them into nothingness. The golden threads also disappeared without a trace, and the same was true for Han Li, who was in the main formation. It flew over ten feet away.

Seeing this, the demon soul laughed wildly. After all, it was just a hastily arranged formation. Its power had its limits after all, and its foundation was even more unstable. It would not be able to withstand a more powerful attack.

He didn't waste any time. Dang even turned into a black light and chased Han Li. However, he had to stop immediately before he could fly a few feet away.

In the area ahead, dense golden threads began to emerge again, filling the void area faster.

"How is it possible!" The demon soul was a little unbelievable. The quality of those magic weapons was not low, and the destructive power caused by the self-destruction was even more amazing. They couldn't even break through a small sword array?

This array is obviously made up of dozens of golden flying swords. As long as one of them is damaged, even if it is a small damage, the sword array will have problems.

Not only was the self-destruction powerful just now, but it was also very close to some of the surrounding flying swords, so it couldn't be destroyed?

He suddenly began to doubt that the material of these flying swords could have such strong defensive power, which was definitely unusual.

It's a pity that there is no time for him to explore now. The golden thread is getting closer and closer. He is not the original demon body. Once he is entangled by it, he will definitely not be able to stop it.

Thinking of this, its two heads opened their mouths at the same time, and a long whistle that was several times louder than the shrill bird song followed. Powerful sound waves rippled out, and the nearby void was shaken with a roar.

After the sound waves dissipated, a layer of black and shiny strange hard shell covered with long barbs suddenly appeared on the body surface, like a Shura armor.

At this moment, the demon soul obviously performed some kind of secret technique. Not only did it transform again, further improving its defense, but the aura emanating from both inside and outside the body became more and more astonishing.

After doing all this, his two arms suddenly rubbed together, and as bursts of black light filled the air, a giant black blade finally formed.

Without any hesitation, he immediately raised the black giant blade and slashed forward.

His target is no longer the golden thread, but the foundation of the sword formation. As long as he can destroy even one of those swimming flying swords, the formation will no longer be able to trap him.

Han Li's reaction was also not slow. He guessed the opponent's intention the moment the black giant blade appeared. He waved his sleeves again, and dozens more cyan flying swords rose into the sky.

Accompanied by a light buzzing sound, the green light suddenly exploded, and all the flying swords instantly condensed into a huge blue sword with astonishing power.

With both hands pinching the spell at high speed, the giant green sword went directly towards the giant black blade that was slashing at extremely fast speed.

"Boom..." The moment the black giant blade came into contact with the blue giant sword, an astonishing loud noise erupted in an instant. Black light and green light were intertwined, and the nearby space began to distort and deform.

The black giant sword was indeed extraordinary, and the green giant sword was suppressed by it and retreated step by step. But what shocked the demon soul was that the giant sword seemed to be at a disadvantage, but it was not damaged at all, and the aura was still stable.

The faces on both heads of the demon soul showed expressions of disbelief. It was just the golden flying sword, but this cyan one also had such terrifying defensive power.

What exactly is this made of?

Just as he was wondering, the surface of the cyan giant sword suddenly thundered loudly, and countless golden arcs spread out from the sword, directly wrapping the black giant blade.

For a moment, the black giant blade seemed to have met its nemesis and was directly hit hard.

"The evil-proof divine thunder is actually made from the Golden Thunder Bamboo!" The demon soul reacted instantly and quickly summoned the black giant blade back, but in the end it was still a step too late.

This was originally formed by the condensed demonic energy. It was innately restrained by the evil-repelling divine thunder. After being baptized, the vitality was severely damaged in an instant, and the entire blade became illusory.

"Damn it!" Demon Soul was a little angry. The giant blade was obviously dead, so he could only put it away.

At this time, he had no time to think about anything else. The golden thread was already approaching in an instant. Unable to destroy the sword formation, he could only find a way to break out.

However, the situation was worse than he expected. He used several escape techniques in succession to no avail, and could not get past the obstruction of the golden thread.

As if he thought of something, a strange bloody ball of light suddenly condensed in his hand, and then it split into four and turned into four strange bloody blades.

At that moment, his face turned extremely pale, and it was obvious that the price was not small.

Now was not the time to care about this. Each of the four palms held a bloody blade and began to swing it wildly. In an instant, it danced into a bloody ball of light.

The next moment, he rushed forward forcefully under the protection of the bloody ball of light.

Unexpectedly, the result made him disappointed. The golden thread was not only extremely sharp, but also contained terrifying power. If the blood blade was not equally extraordinary and could temporarily withstand the cutting of the golden thread, he would have been torn into pieces by the random blade.

At this moment, the fear in his heart suddenly increased to the extreme, and his two heads looked up to the sky and screamed.

Elsewhere in mid-air, the ancient demon who was fighting fiercely with two monks was suddenly stunned. He subconsciously looked into the distance, and his eyes could not help but flash with disbelief.

How can it be? The other party is actually asking for help?

You are facing two strong men in the late Nascent Soul stage. This doesn’t mean anything. As the main soul, you can’t even defeat some minions?

Of course, he also knew that as the main soul, the other party was extremely arrogant. If he was not really forced to ask for help, something must be really wrong.

But so what if you know? There is absolutely nothing I can do.

The two human monks in front of them, including Wei Wuya, had been severely injured by him long ago and were only supporting them now. But the newcomer surnamed Mo is completely different. His strength is simply terrifying. Just one person can fight him inextricably.

What horrified him the most was that the opponent's terrifying physical strength was no less powerful than his demonic body.

The two sides fought head-on for more than ten times without any advantage at all, and even with his powerful demonic body that had been trained for endless years, he actually felt pain.

It was so outrageous that he had some doubts. What he was facing was not a human monk at all, but a beast covered in human skin but in essence a complete monster.

All in all, even if he heard the main soul's cry for help, he could only pretend that he didn't hear it.

Seeing that there was no response, the Lord Demon Soul's heart suddenly became heavier. Unwilling to accept it, a ruthless look suddenly flashed in his eyes, as if he had made a difficult decision. The next moment, there was a sudden flash of blood, and he raised his knife and cut off one of his arms.

Strangely, the wound was as smooth as a mirror, and not a drop of blood flowed out. However, the moment the arm was severed, his face became paler, as if his vitality had been greatly reduced.

Ignoring this at the moment, he grabbed his arm with his other hand, and several mouthfuls of blood and essence spurted out, all falling on it.

As ancient spells sounded, the severed arm suddenly began to glow with light and blood. After a period of twisting and squirming, it suddenly transformed into a long bloody sword.

This sword has ragged white bones, and its surface is covered with dark demonic energy. With a slight wave, bursts of demonic energy will rise into the sky.

The demon soul moved the sword forward, injecting a large amount of demonic energy into it again, and a dazzling black sword light emerged.

Han Li felt a shiver in his heart. He instinctively felt that this sword was a little unusual. He didn't give the opponent a chance to use it, so he immediately controlled the cyan giant sword and slashed it down suddenly.

At the same time, the golden threads that were already close at hand also swarmed up, along with the golden sea of ​​thunder that filled the sky, completely engulfing the opponent.

The reaction was so fast, which naturally made the Demon Soul's face look even uglier. The bone sword had only just been formed, and it still needed some time to be infused with demonic energy. The opponent's attack had arrived without even thinking about it.

The cyan giant sword was next, but the key was the massive evil-proofing divine thunder and the dense golden threads. Either of these two things is fatal to him.

He didn't care about infusing the demonic energy, and quickly slashed with the bone sword at high speed.

As expected of the bone sword that he had spent a great deal of money to refine, its power was far beyond comparison with those before. With the sword light flying out, it directly cut a passage out of the golden thunder sea, and even the golden thread was cut. Destroy most of them.

Han Li's expression suddenly changed. He had felt that this bone sword was not simple before. As he expected, its power was indeed beyond imagination. If you don't care about it, I'm afraid it's really possible for him to escape.

With a thought, massive golden thunder and lightning filled the air again, and dense golden threads quickly condensed, surrounding it again.

Seeing this, Demon Soul naturally looked extremely ugly. It wasn't that he wasn't strong enough, it was because the opponent was too foul. How could anyone have so many Golden Thunder Bamboo magic weapons?

You must know that even in ancient times, and even in the higher realms of spirits and demons, the Golden Thunder Bamboo was a treasure that could be encountered but not sought. How could it be so 'worthless' when it came to the other party? How much could you get?

His bone sword is indeed powerful, but it has many drawbacks. Each attack consumes a large amount of original magic energy, otherwise it will not be as good as an ordinary magic weapon.

However, after continuing to fight for so long without being replenished, the demonic energy in his body was already running low and he was unable to make a few attacks.

As a result, his last trump card was useless again.

At this moment, he was completely desperate.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly looked at the fighting souls in the sky in the distance, and a trace of extreme madness suddenly flashed in his silver eyes.

A mouthful of fist-sized heart blood with a hint of gold suddenly spurted out, and with a low spell, the blood mass disappeared in a flash.

His face became even more haggard, and there was a faint hint of death and despair, as if all his vitality had been exhausted.

Immediately afterwards, the bone sword in his hand slashed hard again, and his body ignored the obstruction of the sea of ​​thunder and golden threads, and shot directly towards Han Li.

"This is not good..." Han Li immediately controlled the formation to continuously condense golden threads, but suddenly thought of something, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly retreated.

However, before he could take action, strange blood chains suddenly appeared out of thin air in the surrounding void, directly turning into a cage to trap him inside.

"Damn it..." Han Li's expression suddenly changed drastically. He wanted to cut off the blood chain, but found that it was impossible to do it in a short time, and even the evil-repelling divine thunder didn't work. But in this moment of delay, everything was too late. The demon soul in the sword formation laughed wildly, and then suddenly exploded.

"Boom..." An earth-shaking loud noise instantly spread in all directions, and waves of terrifying hurricane-like air waves spread with surging demonic energy. Wherever they passed, all the boulders, peaks, mountains, rivers, and vegetation were instantly destroyed. .

The rest of the monks were not far away, so they were naturally affected. The divine light that protected the body collapsed, the magic weapons were damaged one after another, and the body flew dozens or even hundreds of feet.

Mo Juren and Wei Wuya were caught off guard and were also hit. However, considering their strength, it was not bad. They only flew a few feet and stabilized their bodies.

The ancient demon was naturally fine, but he was instantly a little angry after noticing that his main soul was self-destructing.

He is still waiting to devour the other person so that he can become his complete self again. Now that it was over, the other party actually blew himself up, which meant that he would never fully recover.

However, at this moment, a faint black light suddenly cut through the void and appeared in the middle of his eyebrows in the blink of an eye.

"This is..." The ancient demon was startled for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and a smile disappeared in an instant.

He didn't reveal anything and still looked as if nothing had happened.

Han Li felt very uncomfortable, his face was as pale as paper, and a wisp of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, as if his vitality was severely damaged.

The green robe he wore outside had long since turned into fly ash, and the entire three layers of inner armor were completely damaged.

No one knew better than him that at that moment, he felt so close to death.

Trapped by the strange blood chain, he was unable to escape immediately and could only stay where he was and resist.

He almost completely withstood the impact of the self-destruction, and the damage he suffered can be imagined. Fortunately, he had worn three layers of top-grade inner armor for automatic protection in advance, otherwise he might have really fallen here.

Not just him, there seems to be something wrong with the natal flying sword.

It stands to reason that all his flying swords are made of crystal, so they shouldn't be that fragile, but since they were so close to the center of self-destruction, it's really hard to tell.

Thinking of this, he immediately planned to recall Feijian, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

More than ten feet in the air above his head, a large black fist ball suddenly appeared, and then it quickly became larger, twisted and elongated.

In just a blink of an eye, a space crack that was four to five feet long and several feet wide appeared in sight.

What surprised Han Li even more was that a large swath of five-colored glow suddenly filled the space crack, sloping down towards his position.

The distance is too close and there is no way to avoid it.

"This is not good..." Han Li instantly felt an irresistible strong suction force, and he couldn't help but move closer to the crack in space.

With horror in his heart, he immediately rushed out of the area shrouded in the glow, but he never thought that the magic power in his body was out of control and could not be mobilized at all.

"Master..." He spoke subconsciously in desperation, but he instantly realized that the master was too far away from him and there was no time to save him.

In this way, he could only summon his consciousness in a panic. In an instant, hundreds of golden and green sword lights appeared in the surroundings at the same time, and then together with him, they turned into a torrent of golden and blue sword lights and flowed towards the space. The cracks flew away.

(End of this chapter)