Mortal: I, Mo Juren

Chapter 116: Instant Kill Golden Elixir Perfection
"Hmph! I'm not ashamed of my words!~ I'm not afraid of flashing my tongue."

Even though his back felt cold as he was stared at, Wang Ling still said with a disdainful expression.

"Really? Then I'll make it happen for you!"

The demon cultivator stopped talking nonsense, and with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, he mobilized his magic power, stretched out his right hand and slapped Wang Ling in the air.

Suddenly, a dense mass of demonic energy appeared out of thin air not far in front of Wang Ling.

Then the demonic energy turned into a giant palm that was more than ten feet in size and slapped Wang Ling hard.

When it fell, it stirred up the surrounding spiritual energy into chaos and set off a gust of wind.

Lei Wanhe, who was standing aside, also felt a hint of oppression from the giant palm.

And this was just a casual blow from this person.

The perfect golden elixir from the big sect is indeed not comparable to that of a medium-sized country like them.

However, if you lose, you don't lose. You can't be timid at this time, let alone sit idly by.

"Does your Excellency treat us like nothing?"

After snorting coldly, Lei Wanhe controlled the power of thunder and lightning and blasted towards the giant palm.

Although Mo Fan wanted Wang Ling to be beaten to death at this time, considering that Lei Wanhe was still on the side, he still had to show off his appearance.

He also summoned the green sword and attacked.

As the main target of attack, Wang Ling did not dare to be careless at all.

After controlling the natal magic weapon to the extreme, an ice phoenix that was also more than ten feet in size neighed and grabbed it hard with the giant palm.

"Boom--"

Lei Wanhe's lightning struck the giant palm first, and spread out in an instant, wrapping the entire giant palm.

While making thunderous sounds, it also illuminated the surrounding area.

The giant palm continued to melt and shrink under the violent blast of thunder and lightning.

Then came Mo Fan’s Green Brilliance Sword.

At this time, it also grew to a size of seven or eight feet due to the storm, stabbing the palm of the giant palm.

Finally, the ice phoenix swept over the ice, stretched out a pair of giant claws, and tore at the giant palm crazily.

Just like that, a few breaths later.

The giant palm finally collapsed under the joint attack of the three people.

However, Lei Wanhe and Wang Ling not only did not show any joy on their faces, but their hearts sank.

The strength of those who came was much stronger than they expected.

Contrary to the two of them, Mo Fan, who had made no achievements, was overjoyed.

He was not afraid that the one who came was too strong, he was only worried that the demon cultivator with perfect golden elixir was too weak.

As long as the strength is not too much higher than his, then the stronger, the better!

And judging from the way he behaved, he seemed to hate Wang Ling extremely.

As the saying goes, the enemy of your enemy is your friend.

It seemed that he didn't have to look for another opportunity to trick Wang Ling to death.

At present, it seems that there is a high probability that today will be Wang Ling's death anniversary next year, Mo Fan thought while suppressing the joy in his heart.

Time passed by.

The battle between the four became more intense.

Even though the four of them were several miles above the ground, the aftermath of the fight completely destroyed the nearby landscape.

This golden elixir perfection demon cultivator also did what he said at the beginning.

Apart from dedicating some of his energy to resist the attacks of Lei Wanhe and Mo Fan, he completely ignored them and headed towards Wang Ling with every move he made.

It only takes a few dozen breaths.

Wang Ling's face was completely pale after being beaten, and most of the mana in his body was empty.

Seeing this scene, Mo Fan was overjoyed.

Originally, he was still thinking about how to get another middle-stage Jindan corpse to use to break through the bottleneck later.

Didn't expect it to be available so soon.

"Two junior brothers, there is no way to continue fighting like this. We have to find a way to get out of this predicament."

While resisting the demon cultivator's attack, Lei Wanhe sent a message to Mo Fan and Mo Fan with a solemn expression.

"I wonder if Senior Brother Lei has any clever plan?" Wang Ling asked hurriedly after hearing this.

If he continues to fight like this, he may really die here.

"Yes, there is, but I don't know how long it can be delayed. I will try my best to stop this person later, and the two junior brothers can leave first."

Lei Wanhe said with a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

"What should you do, Brother Lei?" Mo Fan asked in surprise.

To be honest, it's good that Lei Wanhe hasn't abandoned the two of them privately so far.

Now he actually offered to stay and break up his marriage, which really exceeded Mo Fan's expectations.

"You don't have to worry about what I say. I have a top-quality thunder escape talisman, and my escape speed is not slow to begin with. If I can't beat him, I can still escape without any problem."

Lei Wanhe glanced at Mo Fan, who still looked calm, and felt slightly surprised.

Unexpectedly, his junior brother could still remain calm and calm in the face of such a crisis.

Compared with Wang Lingyi, who looked pale in the middle, he made a judgment.

Unknowingly, he looked up to Mo Fan a little more.

"Well, then there's Senior Brother Laurel." Mo Fan felt relieved when he heard that Lei Wanhe could run away.

He still has a good impression of this fat man.

A few breaths later, the three of them once again joined forces to defeat the demonic cultivator's attack.

"It's now!"

While the demon cultivator's attack had not yet taken shape, Lei Wanhe suddenly turned his head and shouted at Mo Fan and the other two.

Then he took out an ancient trident from the storage bag, held the long handle in front of him with both hands, poured all his mana into the trident, and thrust it down.

Bolts of dazzling white light burst out from the trident in an instant.

Especially at the tip of the halberd at the top, three lightning bolts as thick as buckets pierced the sky and shot straight into the sky.

Against the background of countless thunder and lightning, Lei Wanhe was like a god of thunder, roaring:

"Thunder!~"

As his words fell, the three thunder pillars that shot straight into the sky suddenly turned into three thunder dragons.

"Roar--"

As soon as the three thunder dragons flicked their tails, they brought thunder all over the sky and surrounded the Golden Core Perfection Demonic Cultivator in front of them.

"Damn, he's so damn handsome!" Mo Fan, who had already flown several miles away, looked back and saw this scene, filled with envy.

It's a pity that I am not Lei Xiu, and I don't know such a powerful spell.

"Hmph! A little trick!~"

Looking at the thunder dragons around him, the golden elixir perfection demon cultivator had a look of disdain on his face.

This is indeed the case. The thunder dragon and the continuously falling thunder and lightning seem to be powerful, but the power is too dispersed and cannot break the shield outside him at all.

Of course, Lei Wanhe didn't care either.

His original intention was just to trap this person.

Seeing that the trapping formation had successfully surrounded the demon cultivator, Lei Wanhe breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he was still too happy. Just when he thought that the demonic cultivator would not be able to break through the trap for a while, the demonic cultivator's next attack made him feel relieved again.

The demon cultivator slapped the back of his head, and a small sword as black as ink flew out of his mouth.

As soon as the little sword appeared, a bloodlust gradually spread around.

Then the demon cultivator bit the tip of his tongue and spat out several mouthfuls of blood at the small sword.

Even though the demon cultivator has reached the perfection level of golden elixir, after spraying these large mouthfuls of blood, his whole body became quite sluggish.

As soon as the essence and blood came into contact with the small sword, it was immediately sucked clean.

Only then did the bloodthirsty emanating from Xiao Jian come under control.

"disease!"

The demon cultivator, who looked a little pale, pointed at a thunder dragon.

The small sword as black as ink flashed and disappeared in front of him in an instant.

"Pfft-"

When it reappeared, it had penetrated through the body of a thunder dragon.

"Roar--"

After being pierced through the body, the Thunder Dragon let out a painful roar like a living creature.After more than ten breaths.

The three thunder dragons that were so arrogant just now were all killed by the small sword.

As the last thunder dragon was killed, the trident in Lei Wanhe's hand was completely extinguished.

With a "click" sound, a crack opened on the halberd.

"Pfft!~"

At the same time, Lei Wanhe spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face became sickly red.

Although he had already expected that he would not be able to stop the perfect demon cultivator for a long time, he did not expect that it would be so short.

Within a dozen breaths, the trap was broken.

At this point, he did not dare to hesitate, and hurriedly put the trident into his storage bag, and at the same time took out a purple talisman to activate it.

A bolt of lightning emerged and disappeared with Lei Wanhe.

When he reappeared, he was dozens of miles away.

Seeing the three of them running away like this, the Golden Elixir Perfect Demonic Cultivator was not in any hurry.

Summoning the face made of demonic energy again.

Compared to the beginning, the faces at this time were much thinner.

The black gas sprayed out also became smaller.

The demon cultivator did not go in the direction where Lei Wanhe escaped, but followed the thickest black energy.

It was the direction Wang Ling was escaping from.

At this time, Wang Ling had run away for dozens of miles after more than ten breaths of escaping.

With a pale face, he was stepping on the ice phoenix transformed into his magic weapon and flying quickly towards the base camp.

Mo Fan, on the other hand, put his hands behind his back with an indifferent expression, stepped on the green sword, and kept a distance of about thirty miles from Wang Ling.

The reason why the two of them escaped separately was naturally because Wang Ling still insisted that it was because Mo Fan brought the corpse that he was caught up by the Jindan Perfection Demon Cultivator.

In this regard, Mo Fan didn't bother to explain, so he escaped separately.

Anyway, his consciousness is far superior to Wang Ling, and he can grasp Wang Ling's situation at any time, and it doesn't make much difference whether they are separated or not.

At this time, the speed of the two people was almost the same, flying towards the base camp like two parallel lines thirty miles apart.

This was of course Mo Fan's intention.

Knowing that the demon cultivator behind him could find a way to catch up with Wang Ling, he was so stupid that he just ran away.

He was sure to get Wang Ling's body, and he wasn't worried about not being able to grab it.

As long as Wang Ling is killed by the demon cultivator, he no longer has to worry about whether his strength will be exposed.

With all his strength, even though a golden elixir was perfect, there was nothing he could do.

Even if there is an unexpected Jindan Perfect corpse in the storage bag, there is still a chance.

It's a pity that I didn't get the five-series flying sword magic weapon together at this time.

Otherwise, with the Great Five Elements Sword Formation that is so highly regarded in the art, this corpse with perfect golden elixir will definitely be his.

A few dozen breaths later, Mo Fan, who was thinking about it, felt happy.

He sensed the demon cultivator catching up again from behind.

His consciousness glanced at Wang Ling, who was still unaware of the situation thirty miles away. Mo Fan sneered in his heart and slowly moved towards Wang Ling.

Another dozen breaths later.

Wang Ling, who was in mid-air, also sensed the demon cultivator moving forward rapidly behind him.

Finished!

I saw that his face, which had finally regained some color, was pale again.

He couldn't figure out how this demonic cultivator found him.

It's obvious that the body is on Feng's body!Wang Ling collapsed.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer.

At the same time, Wang Ling's complexion became increasingly pale.

Mo Fan, who knew that Wang Ling could not stop him for too long, gradually moved closer at this time.

Soon, Mo Fan also entered the range of Wang Ling's consciousness.

Without any hesitation, Wang Ling went straight to Mo Fan and at the same time sent a message to Mo Fan:
"Junior Brother Yu, Senior Brother Lei asked me to meet at the front. You should hurry up and move to your right."

Hearing this, Mo Fan sneered inwardly but didn't point it out.

When the two of them reunited, the demon cultivator was only a few miles away from them.

"I said that I must extract your soul and refine it myself."

Seeing that Wang Ling was finally about to enter his attack range again, the demon cultivator's eyes were filled with killing intent.

"This Taoist brother, I didn't kill him, it was him! The body is also on his body!"

Feeling the actual murderous intent on his back, Wang Ling was heartbroken and sold Mo Fan beside him without even thinking.

Hearing this, Mo Fan was almost amused.

If it weren't for the fear that doing it himself would lower the probability of extraction, he would have been tempted to kill Wang Ling directly.

"Don't worry, they will all die." After the demon cultivator finished speaking, he grabbed the two of them from the distance.

The giant palms that were more than ten feet in size suddenly formed in front of the two of them.

Lei Wanhe was still there at that time, and the giant palm that required the combined efforts of three people to defeat it was like a chasm, stopping the two of them.

After trying his best to hit the giant palm several times without being able to break it, Wang Ling was completely desperate.

At this time, the demon cultivator also reached a dozen feet in front of the two of them.

He smiled coldly at Wang Ling, stretched out his hand again, and caught Wang Ling in the middle with his giant palm.

"Brother Dao, please spare my life. I can be your ox or your horse, as long as you keep me alive."

By this time, Wang Ling couldn't care less about his dignity and kept pleading.

"It's too late." The demon cultivator turned a deaf ear to Wang Ling's plea for mercy.

I don't know whether it was because Mo Fan on the side had no intention of escaping, or because the demon cultivator thought that Mo Fan couldn't escape, so he didn't pay much attention to Mo Fan.

After finishing speaking, he directly began to perform various tortures on Wang Ling.

Seeing this situation, Mo Fan was secretly happy. This meant that his opportunity had come!

Originally, he thought that there was little chance of winning the Golden Elixir Perfect Demonic Cultivator, but now it seemed that he could give it a try.

It doesn’t matter if you fail anyway.

With this mentality, Mo Fan stood aside and watched the demon cultivator torture Wang Ling, neither fighting nor running away, as if he was scared to death.

He was not in a hurry to take action, but was waiting.

Wait until the demonic cultivator is at his lowest alert.

Perhaps because he was worried that this place was the country of Chaoqi after all, the demon cultivator finally killed Wang Ling after torturing him for half a cup of tea.

But he used a jade bottle-type magic weapon to extract Wang Ling's soul.

Taking this opportunity, Mo Fan finally made a move.

If he doesn't move, he will be fine, but if he moves, he will unleash his strongest combat power.

A strong wave of spiritual power suddenly erupted with him as the center.

He saw four flying sword magic weapons, under the control of his five elements, shooting at the demonic cultivator from four directions at lightning speed.

At the same time, his spiritual consciousness, which was comparable to half-step Nascent Soul, also penetrated into the demon cultivator's soul through the soul-eating technique.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Mo Fan's series of attacks only happened between lightning and flint.

By the time the demon cultivator reacted and wanted to resist, the four flying swords had already broken through his protective shield.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

……

Four sounds were heard in a row, and the demon cultivator fell down in response.

Looking at the demon cultivator dying in front of him, Mo Fan was a little stunned.

Is this... a little too simple?
Or have you... underestimated your own strength?
Forget it, don't bother, just get the body.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Mo Fan stopped worrying and hurriedly put the body into the storage bag and disappeared into the horizon without even turning his head.

The direction he went was strikingly opposite to the base camp.

(End of this chapter)