Mortal: I, Mo Juren

"Your Excellency bullies the small by being big. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by your peers if you speak out?"

While Mo Fan and others were chatting, two black rays of light came from the direction of the Cavalry Kingdom at great speed. Before the people arrived, the sound came through their spiritual consciousness.

"Mo...Uncle Mo?" After hearing the voice, Lei Wanhe and others looked at Mo Fan worriedly.

After all, in their understanding, even if Mo Fan advances to the Nascent Soul stage, he should only be in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

In addition, there is a new Nascent Soul, and there is a high probability that he will not be a match for the two Nascent Soul monks from the Sixth Demonic Sect.

The main reason that caused everyone's misunderstanding was related to Mo Fan's previous killing of the weirdo with wings on his back.

In order to get the corpse of the weirdo, Mo Fan controlled the divine light without annihilating it.

It was precisely this that caused Lei Wanhe and others to have a skewed understanding of Mo Fan's strength.

After all, Lei Wanhe and others had seen the dazzling light that Mo Fan displayed before he was promoted to Nascent Soul.

At that time, it was almost possible to instantly kill the late-stage Jindan cultivators.

Now that Mo Fan has advanced to Nascent Soul, he can kill that weirdo without even annihilating his body.

Even considering that the distance between the two was too far at the time, it did not increase much in the eyes of everyone.

"It's okay!" Seeing everyone looking at him worriedly, Mo Fan smiled calmly.

After saying that, he took a step forward and separated from the crowd.

After raising the height by several hundred feet, he put his hands on his back again and stood in the air, looking calmly at the two black rays of light coming at extremely fast speeds in front of him.

After a few breaths.

The light dissipated, revealing two people inside, one strong and one thin, two middle-aged men.

The strong man has the highest level of cultivation and has reached the middle stage of Yuanying. One eyebrow is cut off by a scar, forming a broken eyebrow.

The other person is a thin man with a soft complexion and fair skin. Although he is in the early stage of Yuanying, judging from the strength of his magic power, he should be close to the peak of the early stage of Yuanying.

While Mo Fan was sizing up the two of them, the other party was also sizing up Mo Fan.

Looking at Mo Fan's unimpressive face, the two of them were very surprised.

When did a monk at the peak of the mid-Nascent Soul stage appear in the Yue Kingdom?
This kind of powerful man who is only one step away from the late stage of Nascent Soul shouldn't appear just now?

Could it be that he traveled many years ago and returned to Yue today?
Doubts kept flashing in the minds of the two of them.

In the end, it was the strong man in the middle stage of Nascent Soul who broke the deadlock. With a little sullenness on his face, he spoke again:

"Do you want to give me a reasonable explanation?"

"Explanation? What explanation do you want?"

Mo Fan spread his hands and looked indifferent, as if he didn't take the two of them into consideration at all.

"Naturally, I want to explain why, as a Yuanying-level monk, you ignored the agreement and attacked the Yuanying-level monks."

Facing Mo Fan's contempt, the strong man's eyes became even more angry.

He thought that the Six Demonic Sects had always been arrogant and arrogant in front of others. When had he ever met Mo Fan like this?

"You, the Six Demonic Sects, attacked our country for no reason, have you explained?"

"When the Six Demonic Sects annexed the sects of other countries, did you explain it?"

"You, the Six Demonic Sects, don't want other countries to support us. What's your explanation?"

"Let me give you a reasonable explanation? This is ridiculous!"

At the end of the sentence, Mo Fan's magic power boiled up, and a powerful pressure suddenly burst out.

Even though the strong man was also in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he still felt an irresistible momentum coming under Mo Fan's powerful pressure.

As for the feminine man in the early stage of Nascent Soul, his face turned slightly white, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

If he hadn't been sure that the person in front of him was indeed the peak cultivation level of the middle Nascent Soul, he would have doubted whether some great monk of the late Nascent Soul had come.

"Could it be that my fellow Taoist is planning to start another Nascent Soul War between us? Only monks below the Nascent Soul will be dispatched to participate in the war, but our fellow Yuanying has personally agreed to it."

Seeing that Mo Fan's aura was getting stronger and stronger, the strong man with severe eyebrows felt a little surprised in his heart and quickly moved out the big flag.

He is afraid!

Just by looking at the momentum released by the person in front of him, he could easily judge that even if the two of them joined forces, they would probably not be able to match the person in front of him.

How could the Yue Kingdom suddenly have such a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator?
While he was panicking, he was also more confused in his heart.

If an ordinary middle-stage Nascent Soul monk appeared out of thin air, he would still be able to accept it.

After all, with so many monks, it is normal for one or two monks whose strength has greatly increased after traveling to appear occasionally.

But how the hell is this an ordinary mid-stage Nascent Soul monk?
Even the strongest Yuanying monk among the Yue Kingdom, Yuanwu Kingdom, and other countries was only as strong as him.

The person in front of me has this terrifying cultivation aura. Even if he is said to be a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, I am afraid not many people will have any objections.

"You are not qualified to represent the Six Demonic Sects. Go back and ask the old demon Hehuan to come over in person."

Seeing that he had just unleashed his momentum, the two of them were filled with fear. Mo Fan suddenly lost his interest, withdrew his momentum and said with a look of contempt on his face.

"Okay! Since fellow Taoist has ignored the agreement, we will take your words back to you. I hope that you will not regret what happened today."

Seeing Mo Fan speak such arrogant and arrogant words, the strong man with severe eyebrows said no more. After leaving a few words, he left in dejection with the feminine man.

"The disciples of the Six Demonic Sects obeyed the order and quickly retreated to the Cavalry Kingdom to wait for the order."

Just as the two black rays of light were about to disappear, a voice sounded in the ears of all the disciples of the Six Demonic Sects.

"This..." After hearing the order from the strong man with severe eyebrows, all the monks in the Six Demonic Sects were horrified.

Originally, when they saw their own Nascent Soul Ancestor coming, they thought they could easily deal with the enemy Nascent Soul cultivator that suddenly appeared.

Unexpectedly, in the end, not only did the opponent's Nascent Soul cultivator fail to be driven away, but the Nascent Soul Ancestor on his own side was frightened and ran away in despair.

But everyone was surprised, but they didn't dare to delay their actions at all.

I didn't expect that my Yuan Ying ancestor was scared away. I'm afraid that all the little shrimps like myself are not enough to stuff the teeth of the person above.

As a result, the two sides that were about to fight just now ended hastily because of the appearance of Mo Fan.

Looking at the monks from the Six Demonic Sects who were leaving so quickly, the monks from the Yue Kingdom were equally surprised and felt violent waves in their hearts.

If they couldn't still look up and see the handsome middle-aged man standing in the sky with his hands behind his back, they would all wonder if they were dreaming.

One person, with just a burst of momentum, actually stopped thousands of troops.

This is how you should cultivate immortality!

At this moment, countless monks from Yue Kingdom and Yuanwu Kingdom had great ambitions in their hearts.

Of course, when it comes to excitement, the people in Yellow Maple Valley are the most excited.

Today's events can be described as twists and turns.

First, the weirdo was about to kill Li Huayuan, and then Mo Fan suddenly appeared as a Nascent Soul monk to save the situation.

Then the enemy Yuanying monk came to hold him accountable, worried that Mo Fan was not strong enough.

Finally, Mo Fan showed off his momentum and scared off the opponent, and all the monks from the Six Demonic Sects left.

With every step, their hearts beat violently.

What shocked them the most was Mo Fan's cultivation.At the beginning, Mo Fan was restrained when he first appeared, so they only knew that Mo Fan's cultivation level had advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, but they didn't know what the specific cultivation level was.

It wasn't until Mo Fan's final momentum was fully unleashed that they clearly felt that this man who was their junior brother back then had a cultivation level that was so close to the late Nascent Soul stage!
dream!

It really makes them feel dreamy than falling into a fantasy.

In just a few decades, the cultivation of this group of people is still almost at the same level.

And the person in front of them who was once their disciple has grown to the point where they look up to him.

He has grown to the point where he can scare away tens of millions of people from the Six Demon Sects with just one word!

"Hahaha, it's really gratifying! God bless me to cross the country!"

Just when everyone was horrified, a ray of light from the direction of Yue Kingdom arrived belatedly.

After the light dissipated, a cheerful old man was revealed.

I have met the old man Mo Fan before, he is the ancestor of Huadaowu.

"I'm sorry for my poor eyesight, but I don't know the name of this Taoist friend?" After approaching, the old man raised his hands and bowed and asked curiously.

"Yellow Maple Valley, Mo Fan." Mo Fan smiled slightly and announced his identity.

"Yellow Maple Valley... Mo Fan? Could it be that Fellow Daoist Mo is the nephew of Master Mo who used the divine light to kill everyone?"

A trace of doubt first flashed in the old man's eyes, and then he said in sudden shock.

"That's right." Mo Fan did not look down upon the old man because he was in the early stage of Nascent Soul, but he still replied with a smile.

At the same time, he did not intend to hide his own situation.

The reason why I concealed everything back then was because my cultivation was not strong enough and I was afraid of attracting the covetousness of others.

Even before he refined the 140 four-hand top-level flying sword magic weapon that is now in his dantian, he was as stubborn as he could be.

But now there is no need for it.

With his current cultivation strength, coupled with those top-level flying sword magic weapons in his dantian.

As long as you don't meet a god-transforming monk who is willing to waste your lifespan, it is not an exaggeration to say that you can walk sideways in the human world.

"Four... forty years, it's... really terrifying." Glancing at Mo Fan's cultivation level again, the old man still had a look of disbelief on his face.

Not to mention him, anyone would be shocked to learn that a person who was in the late stage of Jindan 40 years ago has now transformed into a monk at the peak of the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

More than forty years!Many people were shocked when Han Li was promoted to Nascent Soul at the age of over 200 years old.

"Hey, why are these demonic monks retreating?"

Although most of the old man's attention was immersed in the shock, the retreat of many monks from the Six Demonic Sects in front was so grand that it still caught his attention.

"I was the one who retreated." Mo Fanyun said calmly.

"Oh... ah?" The old man was about to nod, but when he heard the words clearly, he was suddenly shocked.

The old man arrived late, so he did not see the scene where Mo Fan used his momentum to frighten away the two Nascent Soul monks from the Demon Dao.

At this moment, after hearing that the retreating cultivators of the Sixth Demonic Sect below were actually Mo Fan, his expression, which had just been excited about the addition of a Nascent Soul cultivator in Yue Kingdom, suddenly turned bitter.

"Friend Daoist Mo may not know that we have an agreement with the Six Demon Dao Sects long ago, and the Yuanying monks are not allowed to interfere with the battle situation."

"I know this."

"Ah? Since Fellow Daoist Mo knows, why do you still do this?" After hearing this, the old man's eyes were even more surprised.

"I just feel that this war has been going on for too long and it's time to end."

"But...but it's not up to us to wait whether the war will end. Alas, but since fellow Taoist Mo has already done it, forget it. Although we are not the opponents of the Six Demonic Sects, they still have to eat us if they want to. Knock out some of their teeth."

The old man sighed and had no choice but to give up.

After all, the person in front of him has peak strength in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, which can be regarded as a great help.

The only pity is that they lack a late-stage Nascent Soul monk to hold up the scene.

Otherwise, how could the Six Demonic Sects be allowed to attack so unscrupulously.

Seeing that the old man didn't know anything, Mo Fan just smiled without explaining.

After all, even if you explain to the old man how awesome you are at this moment, the other person will most likely not believe him.

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Mo. Didn't the two fellow Daoists from the Demonic Path come out?" The old man finally noticed the abnormality and asked again in confusion.

"Come and go again."

"Come and leave again? They didn't stop you, fellow Taoist?" For a moment, the old man felt that his brain was running out.

"I stopped him, but I drove him away." Mo Fan smiled slightly.

"This..." Hearing this, the old man's face twitched and he didn't know what to say.

What more can he say?
This fellow Mo Daoist is indeed strong, but he seems to be reckless as well.

But now that it was over, he didn't say anything more.

He didn't want to annoy Mo Fan in front of him because of this matter.

A peak cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul was not something he, a cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul, could offend.

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Mo, would you like to follow me and meet the other five Fellow Daoists first? I think they will be very excited to see you, Fellow Daoist, especially Fellow Daoist Linghu."

When he mentioned this, the old man's eyes were full of envy.

There are two middle-stage Nascent Soul monks in one sect. From now on, the Yue Kingdom will probably be led by Huang Maple Valley.

"Let's slow down for now and let them talk about old times first."

Looking at Nie Ying, who was chatting with Dou Xiao, and Chen Qiaoqian, who was leaning against a late-stage foundation-building monk, Mo Fan shook his head.

"Okay, then Xie will not disturb Fellow Daoist Mo now. The other fellow Daoists are now gathered at Mount Yuzhu, thousands of miles away. Fellow Daoist Mo will remember to come by then."

The ancestor of Huadaowu saw this and said no more. After leaving his address, he wisely left alone.

Mo Fan also fell down quickly, without avoiding others, and stopped directly next to the weirdo who was killed by his scolding divine light before.

With some curiosity, he put the strange man's body into his storage bag and then flew to Yan Xun and the other women again.

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Two days later.

The forbidden area of ​​Hehuan Sect.

A big man in black robe was sitting cross-legged in a secret room practicing.

Suddenly, he frowned slightly and waved his hand towards the door of the secret room.

Suddenly, a white flying sword flew in from outside and was taken into his hand.

Released his spiritual consciousness to examine the jade slip tied to the flying sword, a mockery gradually spread from the corner of the black-robed man's mouth.

With a disdainful smile, he crushed the jade slip into powder and stood up.

The figure flashed, and when he reappeared, he was already several hundred feet away. (End of chapter)