Mortal: I, Mo Juren

Chapter 119 Extracting the body of Xuanyin and shining the divine light
The next few Thousand Illusion Sect foundation-building disciples who took the Blood Burning Pill quickly proved Mo Fan's guess was correct with their actions.

This time, they were coming for the young man named Wang who had the body of Xuanyin.

The reason is also very simple. The young man surnamed Wang's powerful eyes and divine light not only have strong restraint on ghosts and demons, but are also very effective against illusions.

During this period of time, he often defeated many disciples of Qianhuan Sect, causing considerable losses to Qianhuan Sect.

It was precisely this that attracted the attention of the Qianhuan Sect people and planned this plan.

Wang Ye, who was surrounded by his fellow Huang Maple Valley disciples at the center, also noticed the purpose of Qian Huan Sect's trip, and his deep eyes were full of solemnity.

Looking up at Mo Fan who was tightly entangled in the sky, he knew that he could only rely on himself.

"Brothers, thank you for your hard work and continue to protect me." After saying something to the people beside him in a deep voice, he closed his eyes.

A powerful wave of mana began to surge in his body, and finally poured into his pupils.

After a few breaths, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The two red laser beams grew from small to large, and finally took the shape of a cone and shot towards the people of Qianhuan Sect in front of them.

Wherever the red laser went, even the surrounding air was cut in half.

Some Qianhuan Sect disciples with low cultivation levels had no ability to resist at all and were directly melted into ashes.

When this scene fell into Mo Fan's eyes, he was secretly stunned.

This boy has only been cultivating this scolding divine light for more than ten years, but he is able to exert such a huge power.

If we continue to practice, I am afraid that even the monks of the same level may not be able to withstand this magical power and be killed instantly, right?
"With me here today, why don't you give up and still want to support me? This kid is dead today, I said so!"

While Mo Fan was distractedly observing the situation below, the early-stage Jindan cultivator from Thousand Illusions Sect opposite him mistakenly thought that Mo Fan wanted to go down to support, and suddenly increased the frequency of his attacks.

After hearing this, Mo Fan's mouth twitched slightly unconsciously.

He did have a moment where he thought about whether to save Wang Ye.

After all, as the only golden elixir monk here, it is his duty to save the genius disciples in the sect.

It was somewhat inappropriate to just watch a fellow disciple being tortured and do nothing.

But as soon as the idea came up, he immediately rejected it.

Not to mention that he had been thinking about Wang Ye's body for many years, but his revealed cultivation would not allow him to save it.

He is a newcomer who has only been promoted to Jindan for a few years. If he can not be beaten by the Jindan monks of Qianhuan Sect, he is already performing beyond his level.

It would be hard to explain if you could still save someone while being entangled.

To be strong, you must have a strong reason.

The last time I was able to escape from the demon cultivator with perfect golden elixir, although others didn't ask any more questions, they must have been somewhat suspicious of me.

Now that I haven't picked up enough corpses, exposing myself for an unrelated fellow sect member would be the only way to get kicked in the head by a donkey.

However, he was also awakened by this man's words. Although people cannot be saved, they still have to show their appearance.

So Mo Fan quickly resisted the attack of the Thousand Illusion Sect's golden elixir monks while leaning down.

Seeing this scene, the golden elixir monks from Qianhuan Sect attacked even harder.

Originally, he had been unable to win a peer from a small sect, which had already made him very embarrassed.

If this person is allowed to save others while resisting his attack, then he will be completely disgraced.

The behavior of the Golden Core cultivator from Qianhuan Sect played into Mo Fan's hands, and a somewhat frustrated expression soon appeared on his face.

As if seeing the dawn of victory, the golden elixir cultivator from Qianhuan Sect attacked even harder, regardless of the consumption of mana in his body.

In this way, Mo Fan paid attention to the situation below to prevent Wang Ye's body from being destroyed after being killed.

While "hardly" resisting the attack of the golden elixir monk from Qianhuan Sect.

If someone looked carefully from a distance at this time, they would find that Mo Fan was leaning downward at a slow speed.

However, the fight between the monks was so rapid that his side had not yet dropped to half the distance.

The defensive formation formed by the disciples of Huang Maple Valley below is already crumbling.

After a few more breaths.

The defensive formation formed by everyone in Huang Maple Valley was completely broken by the Qianhuan Sect disciples.

Only then did Mo Fan descend to half the distance.

At this time, everyone from Qianhuan Sect also discovered Mo Fan who was about to arrive, and started attacking even more frantically.

After ten interest.

As several talismans fell, Wang Ye finally lost his breath of life with eyes full of unwillingness.

Someone once told him that any tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, so he must learn to keep a low profile and bide his time.

Especially on the battlefield, don't act too eye-catching, as it can easily lead to death.

Unfortunately, he was still too young to take this advice seriously.

Just in line with that sentence, people are not arrogant and waste their youth.

With such a talent, it is inevitable to be young and frivolous.

"Beasts! I will kill you!"

Seeing that the disciples of Qianhuan Sect wanted to destroy Wang Ye's body as well, Mo Fan couldn't bear it. A roar filled with anger suddenly exploded below.

"Your opponent is me. It's not good to bully a junior." After hearing Mo Fan's roar, the golden elixir monk from Qianhuan Sect felt so happy that he quickly took action to stop Mo Fan.

But even so, the group of foundation-building monks from Qianhuan Sect did not dare to continue destroying Wang Ye's body. They immediately took back the talisman and retreated behind.

Seeing Wang Ye's body completely falling to the ground, Mo Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

While turning around to resist the attack of the Qian Huan Sect Golden Pill monk, he was also thinking about how to put Wang Ye's body into the storage bag without anyone noticing.

Due to the whereabouts of their two golden elixir monks, the nearby foundation-building monks fled one after another. After a few breaths, Mo Fan finally found an opportunity.

I saw him taking advantage of the Qianhuan Sect's Golden Core cultivator not paying attention, using his powerful spiritual consciousness to completely shield a puppet beast that he had modified, and then threw it on the ground.

Then he gradually raised the height and left the place with the golden elixir monk of Qianhuan Sect.

And through his spiritual consciousness, he quietly and remotely controlled the puppet beast to swallow the corpses of Wang Ye and several other people nearby into its abdomen specially used for storing things, and then drilled into the ground.

After the puppet beast left, he once again led the golden elixir monk from the Thousand Illusions Sect to lower down.

Under his intentional guidance, the aftermath of the two's attacks was released to the ground unbridled.

The corpses were immediately blasted into pieces, and some of the ones that were close were turned into debris.

Mo Fan stopped continuing after seeing that all the traces on the ground were destroyed.

After the two sides fought for another cup of tea, the monks from the Qianhuan Sect who had swallowed the Blood-Burning Pill also died after their essence and blood were exhausted.

This time the goal has been accomplished. At this time, everyone in the Qianhuan Sect no longer had the intention to continue fighting and began to retreat.

Everyone in Huang Maple Valley, who had suffered a lot of casualties, was unable to fight any more, so the two sides agreed to a truce at the same time.

Finally, under the leadership of the golden elixir monk, the Qianhuan Sect members withdrew from the defense line.

Mo Fan, who only wanted to put Wang Ye's body into a bag as soon as possible, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Qian Huan Sect people finally retreating.

After chasing him for a distance with an angry face, he returned to the defense line with a gloomy face.

After looking at the exhausted people, he said in a deep voice:

"Pack it up and wait for replacement."

"Yes, Uncle Yu!" After everyone responded, they began to go down to clean up the battlefield.

Just a few moments after everyone left, under Mo Fan's cover, a puppet beast quietly emerged from under his feet.

Mo Fan quickly controlled the puppet beast to spit out the corpse from its abdomen, and then put the puppet beast and the puppet beast into the storage bag.Dozens of breaths later, as the corpses were carried back one by one, someone quickly rushed to Mo Fan and reported:
"Uncle Yu, the battlefield has been cleaned up, but the remains of many senior brothers have been affected by the aftermath of the battle and have disappeared. We can't restrain ourselves. What do you think we should do?"

"Are many of the remains damaged?" Mo Fan asked pretending to be surprised.

"Yes, Uncle Yu, most of the remains were damaged by the aftermath of the battle, and it is no longer possible to tell which is which."

"Oh~, it's all my fault! It was my inability to control the aftermath of the fight that destroyed the remains of all my nephews."

Mo Fan blamed himself with a guilty look on his face.

"Uncle Yu, there is no need to feel guilty. We all know that you have tried your best. It's just that the people of Qianhuan Sect are too cunning."

Seeing the guilty look on Mo Fan's face, the disciple who was reporting quickly started to comfort him.

"Stop talking, this is my problem. So many nephews were killed and injured this time, and it was also caused by my failure to rescue them in time."

Mo Fan's face was full of sadness.

"Uncle Yu..."

"Okay, you go down first, I want to be alone." After interrupting the report to the disciples, Mo Fan sat on the ground with a dejected look.

"Yes!" The reporting disciple had no choice but to retreat after hearing this.

After the people walked away, Mo Fan's expression changed, and there was no trace of decadence on his face.

To be honest, he even admired his acting skills.

……

Time flies, and it’s half a day again.

After waiting for a long time, Mo Fan finally ushered in the replacement team.

They are the people from Huang Maple Valley led by Master Nie Ying Dou Xiao.

And Nie Ying and Chen Qiaoqian were also among them.

This made the joy that had just risen in his heart immediately turn into a trace of worry.

Unfortunately, he could not recognize each other at this time, so he could only explain to Dou Xiao and ask her to be careful before leading the team away from here.

As the two teams passed each other, he secretly glanced at the two girls, Nie Ying and Chen Qiaoqian. To his surprise, he found that the two girls were also looking at him at the same time.

He saw the doubts in the eyes of the two women.

Afraid of being exposed, he quickly withdrew his gaze, not daring to continue looking at the two women.

After Mo Fan disappeared, the two women looked at each other and saw a trace of doubt in each other's eyes.

……

Mo Fan on the other side finally returned to his residence on the front line after a quarter of an hour.

As soon as he entered the room, he activated the formation in the room.

Then he couldn't wait to take out Wang Ye's body from the storage bag.

Looking at the regret on his face, Mo Fan sighed slightly, stretched out his hand and closed his unblinking eyes.

After taking a few deep breaths to adjust to the best condition, Mo Fan slowly stretched out his right hand.

He shattered Wang Ye's clothing at his Dantian and activated his golden finger to stick it on.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

……

More than ten breaths of time passed by in a blink of an eye.

Before Mo Fan could start praying, a prompt sounded directly next to his ears:

"Successfully extracted the corpse of 'Yellow Maple Valley Wangye' and obtained his magical power 'Shouting Divine Light (Xiaocheng Realm)'."

"Could it be that my obsession was too deep in my heart that I directly bypassed my physical constitution and extracted the power of the divine light?"

After seeing that the body of Xuanyin was not extracted, but the divine light of the eyes was directly extracted, Mo Fan was a little confused for a while.

This was the first time this happened after he figured out the extraction situation of the golden finger.

It gave him a new understanding of gold finger extraction.

Fortunately, the divine light was what he was preparing to extract. After a slight pause, he chose to fuse it.

Half an hour later, Mo Fan was surprised again.

Just because after he integrated the divine light with his eyes, he discovered that his eyes seemed to be qualified to release magical powers.

But he did not try it easily. He had a hunch that if he dared to release the divine light at this time, it would probably cause irreversible damage to his eyes.

After cultivating to this point, Mo Fan naturally believes in this spiritual sense and does not dare to try it easily.

In order to maximize the extraction probability, Mo Fan was not in a hurry to continue extraction.

The rarity of this thing is higher than that of late-stage golden elixir corpses. If it is not extracted this time, I don’t know when I will be able to encounter it next time.

But Mo Fan could still afford to wait a few days before withdrawing it.

He took out the bead from the storage bag, sealed the body in ice, and began to meditate with his eyes closed to regulate his breathing.

……

Time flies and it will be seven days later.

It just so happened that Mo Fan took on a relatively long mission in the past few days. When he returned to his residence, he activated all the formations again.

Entering the secret room, he took Wang Ye's body out of the storage bag, used elixir fire to remove the ice outside the body, and began to extract it.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

……

Blinking your eyes, half a cup of tea will pass.

A prompt sounded in his ears:

"Successfully extracted the corpse of 'Yellow Maple Valley Wangye' and obtained its physique 'Xuanyin Body'."

The moment the prompt sounded, Mo Fan felt a chill in his body, as if something had entered.

Then the whole person quickly became hot and uneasy.

There seemed to be waves of dragon roars coming from the blood.

The body of dragon chant in his body seems to be extremely resistant to the body of Xuanyin.

This scene made Mo Fan, who had just wanted to merge directly, hesitated for a moment.

There was a vague feeling in his heart that as long as he chose to fuse at this time, the Xuanyin body and the Dragon Roar body would definitely find a fight in his body.

And it will produce completely different results from the last time the Dragon Yin Body and Tao Guang Body were used.

Back then, the dragon's roar body was far superior to Tao Guang's body, so the dragon's roar body quickly took over the body and forcibly swallowed Tao Guang's body.

But now it seems that the Xuanyin body is not much different from the Dragon Roar body.

With luck, the two may eventually merge into a stronger physique that combines the advantages of both.

But what if we're not lucky enough and both physiques end up losing in a fight?

With his spiritual awareness at this time, the latter possibility is even greater!

(End of this chapter)