Chapter 109

When Xiao Mo was in the inner demon body, the Dongqing Pearl could be placed directly in the spiritual body, which was very convenient to use. Chu Jinglan naturally couldn't do that, but he put the pearl in his sleeve pocket and kept it close to his body so that he could absorb the aura at any time.

Chu Jinglan had naturally bought the Dongqing Pearl over the years in order to stabilize his consciousness, but when Xiao Mo told him how to use it, he listened carefully, accepted the pearl that carried Xiao Mo's spiritual power, and kept it close to him.

The Dongqing Pearl, which has been nourished by water-attributed spiritual power, has a more comfortable aura than other pearls. With this one, he doesn't need any other pearls.

Chu Jinglan adjusted the time he spent cultivating his spiritual consciousness, breaking it down into small pieces. As long as the team was resting, he would start cultivating, because when someone started to take action, it meant that the peace had been broken.

Xiao Mo took advantage of the time when Chu Jinglan closed his eyes to take out the black ice stone and continue carving. The decoration hanging on the sword tassel should not be made too big, so he hurriedly carved the small lotus.

Now all that was left was to go to the Tianyuan Secret Realm and use spiritual power to extract the silk threads to weave the tassels.

When Chu Jinglan saw this, Xiao Mo put the things away. This was the remaining half of the surprise and it couldn't be exposed.

In the next few days, more and more people came to attack the team, and they became stronger and stronger. On the fifth day, several groups of people collided with each other, and many Mahayana monks came.

Some people came to take his blood, regardless of whether Fen Xiu lived or died, and some people wanted to save him.

The ambushes arranged along the way finally came in handy. The opponent brought a lot of people with him, and there was a melee involving hundreds of cultivators. The early stages of a Mahayana duel were not something that someone who had just reached the Spirit Severing stage could intervene in. Xiao Mo and the other Spirit Severing stages were responsible for dealing with the opponent's Spirit Severing stages and Golden Core stages.

Although the Du'e Sect has few people, it has the title of Immortal Lord. Yue Ming handed over the matters of the distractions to Xiao Mo, and the other distractions were willing to listen to him. In addition, after a few days of running-in, everyone had seen his abilities and were very convinced.

The Mahayana warriors in that room were already fighting fiercely, and the distracted warriors followed Xiao Mochu's panic and moved their battlefield farther away to avoid being affected.

Su Baimo was still not among the enemies that came. I don’t know whether he was hiding in the dark and ready to take action, or he was really not there today.

There were too many forces coming and the people were mixed. After they dealt with the people from one force first, they turned around and met a very special team.

The reason why it is special is that there are Yuanying and Jindan among this group of people.

Jindan and Yuanying shouldn't have participated in such a battle. Ever since Xiao Mo discovered those Yuanying Jindan, he felt something was not right and his guard was at its highest level.

A disciple of the Immortal Alliance nearby also said: "For a person at the peak of Yuanying, I can barely count on him to have some means that can be effective, but why is Jindan coming to join in the fun? Isn't this just courting death? They are out of manpower?"

There were no people less capable than Fen Shen in their escort team and in ambush.

Xiao Mo turned the flute in his hand and said, "Maybe there is some special formation. Don't be careless."

When accepting this mission, everyone was aware of the degree of danger, and no one would underestimate the enemy.

Xiao Mo had just placed the flute horizontally in front of him when he saw Yuan Ying and Jin Dan not hiding behind and waiting for an opportunity, but rushing straight towards them.

Looking closely, these people had expressions of despair and fear on their faces. Many of them were gritting their teeth, their eyes were bloodshot, and their bodies were shaking violently.

This means that they didn't want to come up at all, but were still manipulated or threatened to move forward, and they didn't use any method to defend themselves...

In a flash, Xiao Mo's mind raced. He suddenly realized something before their spiritual power became agitated, and immediately shouted, "Retreat! They are going to self-destruct!"

A Jindan cultivator cannot harm his soul when he is alive, but the power of his self-detonation cannot be underestimated. Even his soul must be avoided to avoid being skinned alive.

Everyone's pupils shrank at Xiao Mo's reminder. They retreated while using various defensive measures. Some people directly used their moves to kill people directly to prevent them from self-destructing.

But the opponent had too many Jindan and Yuanying, and he was unable to kill them all in an instant. Dozens of Yuanying and Jindan exploded at the same time with such power that even the Mahayana in the distance was alarmed and turned his gaze over.

The Spiritual Distortion cultivator was so furious that he used all his strength to protect himself. Everyone also threw out a lot of magic weapons to explode, colliding with the power of the self-explosion. Some people were still too slow to dodge. When some people widened their eyes in horror, a high wall suddenly rose up in front of them, buying everyone some time.

After a few days of running in, everyone has become familiar with this spiritual power fluctuation. It is Honglian.

Xiao Mo has a magical weapon in his hand that can condense matter and create an illusion that combines the real and the unreal. He has just used it, and everyone had a good game of cooperation.

Taking advantage of this time, everyone retreated one after another. The rising wall of the illusion did not stop. It was covered with thick spiritual power, but five of them were still broken in succession. Xiao Mo directly slapped ten earth-level magic weapons over and blew them up without hesitation.

After the sixth wall was erected, it shook due to the fluctuation of spiritual power but did not break again. The movement on the other side of the wall finally stopped.

The monks survived the disaster, and only then did they have time to curse Pokou: "Damn it, using human lives to pay for it is too insidious!"

"Which turtle grandson came up with this idea?"

In the face of life and death crisis, no matter how gentlemanly everyone was, they started to swear. Xiao Mo spread out his consciousness, controlled Huan Yue Xin, expanded the illusion, and trapped the demon cultivators waiting behind Yuan Ying and Jin Dan.

Xiao Mo: "Just like before, drag them into the illusion and kill them."

Someone handed me a bottle of Qi-boosting pills: "Do you have enough spiritual power?"

Xiao Mo declined his offer: "It's enough. I have some myself. You can keep it."

The man then took the medicine himself and rushed into the illusion with his magic weapon, all of them filled with murderous aura.

In his previous life, Xiao Mo attracted a lot of pursuit because he was exposed in front of the old road in advance. He killed many people in return, but this kind of large-scale suicide was the first time he had seen it, and his face turned cold.

Killing is common in the world of cultivation, but the laws of nature are unpredictable. To behave this way shows that one does not take human life seriously.

Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan also entered the illusion. In the past, the inner demons could not hurt people, and the illusion could only be used to trap them. But now Xiao Mo is no longer bound. He controls the illusion, which contains all kinds of killing moves.

To trap all the enemies inside requires not only spiritual power but also consciousness. The entire battle situation is in front of him. He knows where to attack with killing moves and where to change the illusion for cover for his own people. Xiao Mo Yufeng is soaring in the air, playing the flute, further suppressing the consciousness of the enemies on the field.

He was a big trouble, and the other side realized this, and several people who had temporarily escaped from the influence immediately rushed towards him.

In addition to Chu Jinglan, there was another cultivator near Xiao Mo, helping him to gather the troops. He reacted quickly: "Be careful!"

The opponent's attacks were too many, and he felt that even with the three of them, they would not be able to stop them all. He could only pick one or two to fight, and then fight and retreat, changing positions. He resolutely went forward, but before his magic weapon hit the opponent's attack, a cold and surging spiritual power suddenly attacked him from behind.

The monk was suddenly horrified. He didn't know where the sneak attack came from. It was so powerful and murderous. Just when he thought his life was over, the sword energy brushed past him and flew out. With just one move, he wiped out all the enemies in front of him.

As a result, his magic weapon hit nothing.

The monk's skin was scratched and hurt, but he was not injured. He turned around in a daze and saw another disciple of the Du'e Sect, Ye Tan, holding a sword in his hand. Killing and hatred were surging in his dark eyes, and he stabbed directly at the group of people who were attacking.

But that group of people had turned into corpses, and he was the only living thing left in front.

Then he made eye contact with Yetan.

The monk's hand trembled suddenly, but he held the magic weapon tightly. His whole body was screaming of danger and he could not help but step back. His mind told him that this was a companion, but his body was already subconsciously on alert.

Chu Jinglan felt that the scene in front of him was stained with blood.

So many sharp blades, each one deadly, all aimed at Xiao Mo. How dare they? How could they?

Want to kill Xiao Mo?

No one can take him away from me, and no one can hurt him except me.

The rest...will be killed without mercy.

Chu Jinglan took a step forward with the sword in hand. The aura around him changed, and there was a hint that he was about to break through the disguise and surge forward. The cultivator wanted to say something to Fellow Daoist Yetan, but he found that he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth.

Is this kind of pressure really just the initial stage of distraction?

Just as Chu Jinglan was about to take the next step, his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly swayed, and a golden chain flew rapidly from behind him, wrapped around his wrist several times, and then tightened, pulling him back.

The force was not strong enough to make him retreat, but it was enough to make him turn around.

Chu Jinglan turned around in shock and bumped into Xiao Mo's eyes.

Xiao Mo was multitasking, and was divided into countless parts on the battlefield. With a flute across his lips, he raised his eyes and called him with his eyes: Chu Jinglan.

The golden chain locked up Xiao Mo and also locked up Chu Jinglan.

The movement in Chu Jinglan's sea of ​​consciousness just now was caused by Xiao Mo activating the Dao Couple Seal, which transferred some of the power of his consciousness to him and comforted him silently. The Dao Couple Seal and the golden chain were both showing Chu Jinglan that the other person was right here, right in front of him.

The blood color in front of Chu Jinglan's eyes gradually faded away, and finally all the red gathered at Xiao Mo's eyebrows, turning into a blooming red lotus.

The murderous intent around Chu Jinglan was restrained, and the raging storm turned into mellow ice and snow. Although it was cold, it was quiet.

Chu Jinglan suppressed the roaring beast.

What the beast said just now was wrong. Chu Jinglan thought to himself: No one in the world can hurt Xiao Mo, not even him.

His pressure and murderous aura faded, and the poor monk next to him finally recovered and approached cautiously: "Uh, Fellow Daoist Ye, are you okay?"

Chu Jinglan shook his head in shock.

"This is what a battlefield is like," the monk said as a bystander after confirming that the danger was over. "You were worried about Honglian just now, and you must be angry. I understand, although it's a bit scary... Well, I mean you're really amazing."

The people coming out of Du'e Sect are indeed extraordinary, one is Honglian and the other is Yetan. As for why they are so powerful, it is not something he can delve into. He is just so envious. It is indeed different to be able to receive guidance from the Immortal Lord.

There was a gold chain wrapped around Chu Jinglan's wrist. The chain could extend very far, and Xiao Mo had no intention of taking it back for the time being. Chu Jinglan even wrapped the chain around her wrist twice more and pulled it tight.

The monk next to him glanced at it and wondered if this chain could have some kind of protective effect or even spiritual power?

Xiao Mo used the illusion to kill another person. The sound of the flute became as violent as a storm, like thundering war drums, pounding on the enemy's heart. Chu Jinglan drew his sword in surprise: "Here they come."

The monk only had a little extra attention. He also saw the next group of people who tried to deal with Xiao Mo first to break the illusion. He focused on what was happening: "Let them never come back!"

Chu Jinglan's whole body was filled with a harmonious and profound sword spirit. Xiao Mo's flute sound was devastating to the enemy but was a good medicine to him.

With Xiao Mo here, he will definitely not lose control. As long as his mind is calm, he will be invincible.