Cultivating immortals is a hard job

Feng Yuxiu's eyes were stern, and the anger in his chest could no longer be suppressed and burst out.

He felt that he had been humble enough, but the ungrateful guy in front of him seemed to be looking for death.

As the anger rose, there was also the pressure of the Nascent Soul that was enough to destroy the world.

Within a thousand feet, a strong wind suddenly blew, and the originally clear sky above soon condensed into a thick layer of black clouds.

The whole world seemed to have turned into a hell devoured by demons in an instant.

When the others saw that the momentum was not right, they had already retreated far away.

In the whole field, only Mo Xun, who was standing still, and Feng Yuxiu, whose beard and hair were all standing up, were left!

The strong wind blew up the dust all over the sky.

In the dust, the hems of the two people's clothes fluttered in the wind, like two sculptures in the yellow sand.

"Boy, congratulations on your success in angering me!"

Mo Xun smiled contemptuously.

From the moment the other party admitted that he wanted to protect Tian Xuanzi, he had no intention of letting this old guy go.

As an invisible space restraint came, Mo Xun knew that this was the other party's Nascent Soul Spirit Realm.

He wanted to release his own Spirit Realm to fight against it, but changed his mind in a moment.

After this realm improvement, he wanted to see if his six-foot golden light had also been strengthened accordingly.

But before he could mobilize the blood and qi in his body, the contemptuous voice from the other side came into his ears.

"A kid who has not even cultivated the Spirit Realm dares to provoke me with such brazenness, let Feng teach you what the Nascent Soul Realm is!"

As the voice fell, a black gas suddenly rushed out of Feng Yuxiu's body.

In the black gas, a hideous skull head appeared.

Then came the limbs and torso, which looked exactly like the skeleton of a dead person.

Driven by the black air, the whole skeleton seemed to be alive. Not only was its face extremely hideous, but it also stretched out two white claws and flew towards Mo Xun.

The world seemed to become more and more drowsy at this moment.

There were even more ghost cries and wolf howls in my ears.

These ghost cries seemed to carry some kind of soul-stirring magic sound, which made my head ache.

Mo Xun was now unable to move, and his sea of ​​consciousness was attacked by ghost sounds. If he were an ordinary person, he would almost certainly die in the next moment.

But when he was at the peak of the Jindan stage, he could kill Yuanying with the cultivation of the eighth realm of body refining, let alone now?

Seeing that the skeleton rushed towards him with a monstrous power, Mo Xun still did not move, and Feng Yuxiu's mouth corners were almost twisted into a grim smile.

At the same time, he was extremely disdainful of Tian Xuanzi.

A Yuanying who had been famous for a long time was actually severely injured by a cultivator who had just survived the thunder tribulation. What kind of incompetence was that?

Of course, years of experience would not make him blindly arrogant.

He knew that Mo Xun had a very powerful long sword, which might be a treasure.

So even though he was sure of victory, he was still cautious and alert.

But the next moment, he was stunned.

I saw a dazzling golden light suddenly flashing in the distance, and at the same time, the deafening ghost cry also stopped.

When I looked again, Mo Xun just stretched out a hand in the golden light, like catching a ball, and was holding the skull tightly.

The originally aggressive black air also disappeared in the next moment.

Then Mo Xun squeezed it hard, and a crackling sound came, causing the ghost skull that Feng Yuxiu had always been proud of to slowly break into pieces and fall to the ground like ice breaking.

"You..."

At this scene, Feng Yuxiu's face almost changed drastically.

"You haven't cultivated the spirit realm yet, how can you offset my spirit realm restraint?"

Meeting Mo Xun's cold eyes, Feng Yuxiu's eyelids jumped, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

Without any hesitation, he was about to retreat.

But just one step back, he seemed to be trapped in a muddy swamp, and it became difficult to move!

"How is it possible..."

Feng Yuxiu's next half sentence was to question why the other party had a space spirit realm that could suppress him just after forming an infant.

But before he could say it, he felt a pain in his chest and flew backwards.

A mouthful of sticky blood bloomed red stamens in the air.

Before landing, Feng Yuxiu's eyes flashed with silver light again, and then half of his arm was separated from his arm.

With a heart-wrenching scream, Feng Yuxiu roared almost crazily.

"You forced me to do this!"

As soon as the words fell, the whole earth began to shake suddenly, and the black clouds above his head rolled wildly.

Feng Yuxiu's face began to twist, and his flesh and blood seemed to have been sucked out of his essence by some kind of power.

In the blink of an eye, he turned into an extremely terrifying human corpse.

The dry and wrinkled skin stuck to his body, like a skeleton covered with human skin, which looked disgusting and terrifying.

Turbid black air filled his surroundings.

From time to time, terrifying and hideous skull heads popped out of the black air, like demons about to break the seal.

It's easy to imagine that the old guy is going to use a big move!

However, this ghost technique seems to be guided by essence and blood, and the body is a dish, with countless resentful ghost skeletons inside.

At the same time, the surroundings seemed to fall into Shura Hell.

It feels like the next moment, countless evil ghosts will occupy this world.

"I want you to die..."

In this roar filled with endless anger, Feng Yuxiu seemed to have made a plan to die together.

But then, he was dumbfounded again.

Before he could use his strongest means, a big hand had already firmly clasped his crown.

All the ghosts and howls disappeared again.

Those ghost skeletons that were about to rush out of his body also quieted down in an instant.

Mo Xun's hand was like a sealing spell. With just a light pat, all the evil spirits were suppressed back.

The black cloud and ghost fog that were originally rolling seemed to be frozen in time and just froze in mid-air.

Thousands of feet away, many cultivators had gathered at this time.

These people originally planned to break into the transmission crack, but they were frightened by the remaining power of the two sects and had been lingering in place.

As soon as they heard the movement here, they immediately rushed over and ran into the two Yuanying ancestors.

When seeing the doomsday-like black cloud pressing down, even some Jindan cultivators were secretly shocked.

Even without asking, they knew that it must be a supreme elder of the Heavenly Ghost Sect who came.

The only thing they didn't know was whether it was Mu Congnan or Feng Yuxiu!

However, in the eyes of these people, no matter which one, Mo Xun couldn't contend with.

After all, the two Yuanying cultivators were both old demons with a long history, and Mo Xun's realm might not have been stabilized yet.