Mortal: I, Mo Juren

Chapter 38 Head Snatched
When Mo Fan got enough of his hand addiction, he grabbed her neck and twisted it hard, ending her life without her being prepared.

Are you a little perverted?Mo Fan secretly complained about how he could destroy flowers so calmly.

One second she was enjoying someone else's softness, and the next second she ended her life.

But I have to say, it feels really good and this is his first time playing with it.

Putting down the beautiful woman's body, he began to think about what to extract this time.

Let's try to extract cultivation first. After thinking about it for a while, Mo Fan made a decision.

He pressed his right hand on the beautiful woman's lower abdomen and started the extraction.

After the cup of tea:
"Successfully extracted the body of the 'Yueyue Sect Qi Refining Female Cultivator' and obtained her secret technique 'Girl's Onmyoji (Part)'."

"Girl's onmyoji? Or part of it?"

Seeing that this thing was extracted from a monk at the top of the twelfth level of Qi Refining, Mo Fan's face was full of anger.

He didn't even bother to fuse it. Just by looking at the name, he knew that this secret technique was a tonic technique used by women.

I was extracting it from the Dantian position, so why did a secret technique come out in the end?
Shouldn't the secret technique be a technique in the mind?Mo Fan was a little confused.

Or were all my previous inferences wrong?What you extract has nothing to do with where you place your hand?Or will it just increase the odds?

For a moment, Mo Fan became even more confused.

In the final analysis, he touched too few corpses, and together with the beautiful woman from the Hidden Moon Sect, he only touched six corpses.

Without a large amount of data to support it, it would be difficult for him to accurately speculate on the function of the golden finger.

There was no introduction to this golden finger, so I had to figure it out on my own.

Forget it, let's see it later, Mo Fan sighed helplessly.

He burned the beautiful woman's body with a fire bomb, picked up the storage bag, and ran towards the central area.

I don’t know if he was teleported too far away or if he was just too unlucky.

In the next two hours, he was stunned that he didn't even sense any of his fellow Huang Maple Valley disciples who had been given the secret technique of mutual sensing before coming in.

Not to mention the living, not even the dead were seen.

Didn’t it say that the mortality rate in this blood ban trial was three-quarters?Why do I feel like I'm visiting the back garden?
Mo Fan put his hands behind his back depressedly and hurried towards the center as if taking a leisurely stroll in the forbidden area.

The fact is that it is such a trick to tease people. Compared with Mo Fan who can't find anyone even if he wants to find someone, those who don't want to meet people can often meet them.

The massacre started silently when everyone entered the forbidden area.

A total of about 160 disciples from the seven major sects came in this time.

After just over two hours, no fewer than twenty people had died.

Twenty people, but Mo Fan only got one corpse, and finally extracted a useless secret technique.

This was completely contrary to what he had imagined before coming in.

However, this forbidden area is too big. When more than 100 people come in, it is like a needle falling into the sea.

Mo Fan alone is not enough to have a one-mile range of consciousness, and it is too difficult to find someone.

After all, people are alive. They may be in other places one second, and then they are at the location you just checked the next second.

Time passed little by little, and the number of people coming in also dropped sharply.

This is still just the beginning.

During the few days in the forbidden area, the death rate was the highest on the first day, with almost half of the people dying.

160 people, about 80 people will die.

On the second day, elite disciples from each major sect will guard the passage and clear away the remaining miscellaneous fish, and a large number of them will die.

In the end, only 50 people were left to enter the central area to pick the elixir.

Mo Fan, who knew this, was very anxious.

After these people kill people, they almost always destroy the corpses without leaving any traces. They don't leave corpses intentionally at all.

He must seize the time and touch a few more corpses before this group of people.

After another half an hour, Mo Fan finally met a living person again.Moreover, there are still two of them!
Under Mo Fan's consciousness, on a cliff ahead, two monks at the eleventh level of Qi Refining were having a heated fight.

On one side are the Taoist priests of Qingxu Sect, and on the other side are the disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain.

Fortunately, they were not from the same sect of Huang Maple Valley, otherwise there would have been one less body. Mo Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But it's impossible to think about it. If he was a disciple of Huang Maple Valley, he would have sensed it long ago.

Although both of them were only at the eleventh level of Qi refining, Mo Fan was not in a hurry to show up.

It's not that he's afraid of not being able to defeat the two of them, but he's afraid of being run away.

Besides, it is good to reap the benefits of being a fisherman, but it is dangerous to fight and kill. Mo Fan thought about releasing his consciousness and continued to explore around.

Since the trace was discovered by the disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain from a distance last time, Mo Fan has learned a lot.

At this time, in addition to his spiritual consciousness constantly scanning the surroundings, his Heavenly Eye Technique has not been closed, and he is always looking around.

Don't find the two of them with great difficulty, and one of them escapes, which will result in a loss of blood.

Because the two people in front had similar cultivation levels, they fought very anxiously. A full quarter of an hour passed before they came to the final moment.

Seeing that the two sides were about to decide whether to live or die, Mo Fan was not prepared to wait any longer.

But just as he was about to rush out, a violent fluctuation of spiritual energy suddenly came from the position opposite him, that is, on the other side of the fighting duo.

A huge sword cut through the sky, bringing up a strong wind and striking hard at the two fighting men.

The two men, who had almost exhausted their mana, had no power to resist when faced with the sudden giant sword.

"Boom!~" There was a loud noise, and both of them died under the giant sword.

At the same time, a powerful voice slowly came from the front:

"Have a good trip you two!"

Then, a stout, middle-aged man with a square face leaped out of a forest.

After seeing the square-faced man's face clearly, Mo Fan also recognized him. He was the only cultivator in the Jujian Sect's trip to the perfect state of Qi refining.

Seeing the heads being robbed, Mo Fan's expression changed slightly. At this time, his cultivation level was not as good as those who had reached the perfect state of Qi refining.

He is not afraid of a head-on fight. With his current strength, he will definitely not lose, but he may not be able to keep the opponent.

Defeating and killing are completely different things.

He lacks the means to retain people. If he cannot capture him in a short time, the other party will inevitably run away.

After all, others are not fools who would stay even though they know they can't beat them, unless they have to stay.

It seemed that he had to find an opportunity to make a sneak attack, so Mo Fan continued to lurk silently.

However, as soon as Mo Fan made his plan, the square-faced man from the Giant Sword Sect over there wanted to destroy the two corpses on the ground.

"Wait!~"

How could it be possible to destroy the corpse and eliminate all traces? Without the corpse, he would be in trouble. Mo Fan instantly overturned his previous decision and flew out.

If the person he finally found was destroyed like this, Mo Fan would vomit blood.

Upon discovering that there were other people nearby, the square-faced man from the Giant Sword Sect was also startled and raised his sword to defend himself.

After seeing Mo Fan's cultivation level clearly, the square-faced man quickly regained his composure.

"This fellow Taoist from the Jujian Sect, these two people discovered it first. I wonder if they can..."

After showing up, Mo Fan did not lean over, but was going to open his mouth first to see if he could ask for the body directly.

As a result, before Mo Fan could finish his words, the square-faced man interrupted him with a look of disdain:

"How dare you, a pretty boy like you, to come and steal my things?"

What Chen Wei dislikes most in his life are those who are more handsome than him.

The person in front of him was the most handsome person he had ever seen, and naturally he was also the most annoying.

(End of this chapter)