Mortal: I, Mo Juren

"Okay, okay! Today I want to come and experience the charm of the Holy Demon Island."

Mo Fan laughed angrily when he saw the late-stage Jindan cultivator controlling his formation to block his attack and looking at him with disdain.

After saying that, he mobilized the magic power in his body and displayed his stunning light.

"burn--"

In an instant, two shrill rays of light that were several times more powerful than before shot out from Mo Fan's eyes.

The speed of light is so fast. As soon as Mo Fan used it, the formation on the other side was suddenly hit by the shrill light.

"Boom--"

A deafening sound instantly resounded for dozens of miles around.

"Crack!"

"Crack! Kick!"

After the loud noise, there was a clear and crisp sound that the formation was about to be breached.

"Pfft!~"

The formation was hit so hard that the monks from Holy Demon Island, who had no time to recover their spiritual consciousness, naturally suffered a lot of backlash and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.

From the moment Mo Fan's spiritual pressure was blocked to the moment he unleashed his divine light, it only took a split second.

At this moment, the contempt on the face of the late-stage Jindan cultivator has not even been fully revealed.

He was so frightened by the shocking and powerful scolding light in front of him that it turned into rays of panic.

Especially when he looked at the blue-light mask that was densely covered with cracks in front of him, he was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split.

While he was frightened, he was also filled with confusion.

Is this person still a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul?Why were their combat prowess comparable to those of the mid-Nascent Soul monks he had seen before!
You must know that some mid-stage Nascent Soul monks who are not outstanding in combat power may not be able to break through the defensive formation they have arranged.

However, he was puzzled because the facts were already in front of him and there was no room for disbelief.

At this moment, there was only regret in his heart, why should he despise the person in front of him.

Seeing that the protective blue light was about to be completely broken, he could no longer care about anything else and began to cry out and beg for mercy:
"Senior, have mercy on me! It was my junior who just offended my senior out of blindness. You don't remember the faults of villains, so just think of me as a fart!"

"late!"

Facing this man's begging for mercy, Mo Fan remained unmoved and continued to attack the formation with his glaring light.

"I am a direct disciple of Holy Demon Island, you can't kill me! If I die, the island owner will never let you go!"

Seeing that Mo Fan still refused to stop, the Holy Demon Island monk had no choice but to move the Six Paths Supreme Saint out again, hoping that Mo Fan could spare his life under his fear.

"idiot!"

It's just a pity that he chose the wrong person. If it were other early Yuanying monks, he would definitely not dare to offend the Supreme Saint of Six Paths.

But now it's Mo Fan.

Not to mention the Supreme Saint of Six Paths, even those cultivators who transformed into gods were not taken seriously by him.

Perhaps the movement outside was too violent, and people inside the formation finally noticed something was wrong.

Just as the blazing divine light was about to break through the formation, a cold voice came from inside the desert island:

"Who dares to attack our Holy Demon Island protective formation!"

"Uncle Master! Uncle Master, save me!~"

After hearing this cold voice, the late-stage Jindan monk shouted loudly as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Shouting divine light! Who are you? Why did you attack my disciple of Holy Demon Island?"

While the late-stage Jindan monks were calling for help, an old man in gray robes appeared, staring at Mo Fan with a hint of fear in his eyes and asking.

Facing the gray-robed old man's question, Mo Fan just glanced at him and ignored him.

Not to mention that the gray-robed old man was only a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Today, even if the Six Paths Saint of the late Nascent Soul stage came in person, he would kill this late-stage Golden Core cultivator.

How could he, a majestic time traveler, be so despised by a Golden Core cultivator?

"Your Excellency, if you still don't stop, are you trying to become an enemy of our Holy Demon Island?"

Seeing that Mo Fan still had no intention of stopping, the old man in gray robe had no choice but to stop him even though he was afraid.

Then the old man in gray robe made a seal and spat out a black cloud.

The black cloud did not resist the scolding divine light, but flashed towards Mo Fan.

Since the divine light claims to be able to restrain all ghosts and ghosts in the world, it is naturally not just a boast.

This is proven by the actual results of previous generations.

As a demonic monk, the skills practiced by the gray-robed old man are naturally within the range of being restrained by the divine light.

Because a disciple of the Holy Demon Island's golden elixir used his own magic weapon to resist the scolding divine light, he was not that stupid, and he was not his disciple anyway.

Not to mention whether it can be blocked, even if it is blocked, he will probably lose most of the living soul in the soul flag, which he has worked hard to save for hundreds of years.

It was with this in mind that he prepared to surround Wei and rescue Zhao.

"Hmph!~" Facing the attack of the gray-robed old man, Mo Fan snorted disdainfully, and controlled the five-element flying swords to form a large five-element sword array to meet him.

"Master, help me!"

Seeing that the gray-robed old man did not help him block the scolding light in front of him, the late-stage Jindan cultivator, whose face had just risen with hope, fell into despair again.

"Crack-"

Under the fierce blast of the divine light, the green light shield finally collapsed, and a half-foot-long hole was blasted out.

"Do not!!!"

The late-stage golden elixir cultivator from Holy Demon Island only had time to let out an unwilling roar before he was hit by the scolding divine light and evaporated in an instant, making no more movement.

With one person less in charge, the protective formation surrounding the desert island flickered for a moment and then stopped running, revealing the original appearance of the desert island.

In an instant, a cold air dispersed.

I saw a large soul flag standing in the center of the deserted island. There were gusts of dark wind above it, and there seemed to be countless living souls roaring in pain.

In the center of the soul flag is a small black tree that is only five or six inches tall.

The small tree is not lush, with only a dozen or so leaves.

"Soul-nurturing tree!" After his spiritual consciousness swept across the small tree, Mo Fan's heart was lifted.

This tree is actually the soul-nurturing tree, one of the three sacred trees.

Being able to be ranked as one of the three sacred trees, the soul-nourishing tree is also very powerful.

A monk only needs to wear the soul-nurturing wood on his body to strengthen his soul.

The older the soul-nourishing wood is, the better the effect will be.

Now he cannot extract the best spiritual stones, the limitation lies in his soul.

This soul-nourishing tree is simply his timely rain!

This thing must be taken down!
Mo Fan's eyes lit up, and he quickly controlled the five-element sword formation to bypass the black cloud and attack the gray-robed old man.

As long as the gray-robed old man is trapped for a moment, he can pluck the soul-nurturing tree.

"Could it be that your Excellency really wants to form a deadly feud with my Holy Demon Island?"

Seeing that Mo Fan still refused to give up after killing the late-stage Jindan cultivator, a trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the gray-robed old man.

He was indeed afraid of the divine light, but that didn't mean that he had nothing to do with it.

After all, he is also a veteran monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. If he repeatedly gives in to a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, wouldn't he make the world laugh?

But at this moment, Mo Fan, who only saw the soul-nurturing tree, had no intention of talking to the gray-robed old man.

When he controlled the flying sword to shoot at the gray-robed old man, he once again released a dazzling light.

"burn--"

Two glaring divine lights penetrated the sky and instantly hit the black clouds.

"Chichichi-"

The moment he was hit by the scolding divine light, a corrosive sound suddenly sounded from the black clouds.

The black cloud suddenly gradually shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Unexpectedly, under the short attack of the divine light, it suffered considerable damage. "you wanna die!"

As the black cloud was transformed into the natal magic weapon of the gray-robed old man, it was naturally connected to his mind.

Therefore, the moment the black cloud was destroyed by the scolding divine light, the old man in gray robe was also injured to a certain extent, which made him shocked and angry.

The ability of the divine light to exert such power is due to two points.

One thing is that Mo Fan's cultivation has reached the Nascent Soul stage.

The second point is that in the past few years, he has cultivated the divine light to the great state!

"The Great Five Elements Sword Formation appears!"

At the moment when the gray-robed old man was distracted by the destruction of his magical weapon, Mo Fan finally completed the casting of the Great Five Elements Sword Formation.

As he completed the last spell, he shouted in his heart and pointed at the gray-robed old man.

In an instant, the five flying swords flashed and landed in the five directions of the gray-robed old man.

The large Five Elements Sword Formation was completed, and countless five-color sword lights gradually filled the surroundings of the gray-robed old man.

"I'll play with you later." After leaving a message, Mo Fan disappeared in a flash.

The direction it was going was right in the center of the desert island.

"No! He wants to rob the soul-nurturing tree, so hurry up and form a formation to stop him!"

Seeing Mo Fan heading towards the center of the deserted island, the gray-robed old man who was surrounded by the Five Elements Sword Formation suddenly became anxious and shouted to the group of golden elixir monks who were coming here.

"This..." Those golden elixir monks who came from afar were okay, but a few people who were not far from here were struggling in their hearts at this moment.

They saw everything that just happened.

How can the early Yuanying monk in front of you be treated as a normal early Yuanying monk? If you say he is a late Yuanying monk, they all believe it.

Not only was a defensive formation strong enough to withstand ordinary mid-Nascent Soul monks to be broken down at the drop of a hat, but even the gray-robed old man, a mid-Nascent Soul monk, was trapped in the moment of the fight.

If you let these golden elixir monks go up and stop him, wouldn't that mean you're going to die?
"We must act quickly. There is something wrong with the soul-nurturing tree. Be careful of the island master lighting up the sky lanterns with your souls!"

The old man in gray robe obviously also saw the thoughts of those people, and immediately moved the Six Paths Supreme Saint out.

"Besides, all you need to do is delay him for a moment, and I will be able to break out of the formation in no time."

In order to reassure those people, the old man in gray robe said one more thing.

"Form up!" After hearing what the gray-robed old man said, the group of golden elixir monks had no choice but to bite the bullet.

I have to say that the old man in gray robe is indeed a Nascent Soul monster who has lived for hundreds of years and has an extremely deep understanding of human nature.

Just two sentences made the hesitant people make up their minds.

"The mantis' arms are like a chariot!" Looking at the group of golden elixir monks who had reorganized in front of them, Mo Fan smiled disdainfully.

If it were the other early Yuanying monks who didn't understand the formation, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to do anything to this group of people for a while.

Unfortunately, what they met this time was a formation master.

"break!"

In an instant, Mo Fan used his powerful spiritual consciousness to find several flaws in the formation, and then two laser beams were fired at those flaws.

"Click! Click!~"

Under the blast of the divine light, the newly formed defensive formation was instantly broken without holding on for a breath.

"puff--"

"puff--"

"puff--"

……

The formation was broken, and the unsuspecting group of people immediately suffered a backlash, vomiting blood.

"Hmph!~" After snorting coldly, Mo Fan turned into a colorful rainbow, pierced the sky from around everyone, and landed in the center of the desert island.

If you are not worried about not getting the soul-nourishing tree yet, you should not consume too much mana.

In addition, he currently does not want to really form a deadly feud with the Six Paths Supreme Saint.

He just used his divine light to harvest these golden elixir monks.

"This soul-nurturing tree is related to the island owner's hope of being promoted to a god. Once fellow Taoist takes this soul-nurturing tree, it will be a real fight to the death! I hope fellow daoist will think twice."

Seeing that Mo Fan had landed on the desert island, the gray-robed old man hurriedly persuaded him again.

As the Nascent Soul cultivator who is responsible for guarding the soul-nurturing tree this time, if the soul-nurturing tree is lost like this, he will not be able to escape the blame.

"Don't worry, I'm just curious about the soul-nurturing tree. Your Holy Demon Island Jindan disciple collided with me. This time, I will use a root of the soul-nurturing tree as compensation."

Glancing at the gray-robed old man behind him who had broken through the Five Elements Sword Formation and rushed to the desert island, Mo Fan had no choice but to resist the desire to move the entire tree.

Since the gray-robed old man was able to break through his Great Five Elements Sword Formation, it also meant that he could not keep his Nascent Soul at this moment.

Although he did not take the Six Paths Supreme Saints seriously, for now, he was still a little short of being able to counterattack the late Yuanying cultivators with the early Yuanying monks.

Unless he can collect five top-level flying sword magic weapons.

Otherwise, he is still far from being a match for the Six Paths Supreme Saint.

I'm not afraid, after all, I can still run away if I can't beat him.

But everyone in Mo Mansion couldn't run away.

It was with this in mind that Mo Fan chose to stop.

Of course, it was more because he had personally killed the golden elixir monk who despised him.

The anger accumulated over the past two years has been released, allowing him to calm down again.

"Wait a minute! If you just want the roots of the soul-nurturing tree, fellow Taoist, there is a soul-nurturing tree sapling right here."

After hearing Mo Fan relent, the gray-robed old man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh? That's okay, I just hope you don't think of playing tricks, otherwise..."

After hearing that the gray-robed old man still had a soul-nurturing tree sapling, Mo Fan stopped reaching for the soul-nurturing tree.

"Fellow Taoist, you can rest assured, No, this soul-nurturing tree seedling is in this box."

In order to dispel Mo Fan's suspicion, the old man in gray robe quickly took out an exquisite jade box from his storage bag.

The jade box was completely transparent, and Mo Fan could easily see what was inside.

It's just a soul-nurturing tree seedling.

"Throw it over." After confirming that it was correct, Mo Fan nodded.

"Fellow Taoist, should you stay away from the soul-nurturing tree?" The old man in gray robe did not throw the jade box to Mo Fan.

"Oh~ Fellow Taoist, don't, don't, don't! I'll give it to you right now!"

Seeing that Mo Fan was about to reach out to the soul-nurturing tree again without saying a word, the old man in gray robe was so frightened that he quickly threw the jade box away.

"Next time, let the disciples in the sect have some eyesight, so that no one dares to offend."

After taking the jade box thrown by the old man, Mo Fan left a few words and turned into a colorful ray of light and disappeared on the desert island.

He did not stay to explore whether there was a spirit stone mine under the island.

It was because he was sure that this island would not be Biling Island.

The Yin Qi on this island is too strong, and it is absolutely impossible to produce high-level spiritual stone mines.

"Uncle Master, are you just going to let this person go like this?"

Looking at Mo Fan disappearing into the horizon, the half-step Nascent Soul monk stood beside the gray-robed old man and asked slightly reluctantly.

It was always him, Holy Demon Island, who bullied others. When had they ever suffered this kind of injustice?

"Otherwise, what else can you do? Your master is not here, how can you keep him?" The gray-robed old man rolled his eyes at the half-step Nascent Soul cultivator angrily.

"Just treat what happened today as if it never happened and continue to be stationed."

After the old man in gray robe finished speaking, he also disappeared.

"Yes, Uncle Master!" (End of Chapter)