The wind was howling and the yellow sand was rolling on the ground.
The raging wind roared like a wild beast, reverberating through the mountains and forests. A terrifying surge of spiritual power, combined with the black demonic energy that had nearly solidified into a physical form, ripped through the confines of space with a blood-red whip. It directly wrapped around the claws of the Tianshou Jiao, which were about to strike Luo Jianqing, pulling the beast back.
"Roar! Who is it?"
Under the scorching sun, a blood-red figure stepped on the head of Jin Ming Tianshou Jiao. He was surrounded by a terrifying snake-like demonic energy. The demonic energy seemed to be able to burn in the air, turning into long black whips, constantly whipping Jin Ming Tianshou Jiao who was stepped on by Mo Qiu.
The devilishly beautiful red-robed demon cultivator sneered and taunted, "You beast, you still have the right to know my name? Die!"
"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"
A great war broke out.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Luo Jianqing simply couldn't believe his eyes. Even though this Golden Sky Dragon was seriously injured and had fallen to the eighth level, it was still equivalent to a human cultivator in the Fusion Stage. On the other hand, Mo Qiu was clearly just...
His eyes suddenly widened, and Luo Jianqing looked at the man who was fighting fiercely with the Tianshou Jiao in disbelief.
"Late Nascent Soul stage!"
One is in the late Nascent Soul stage, and the other is in the Fusion stage and is seriously injured. The difference between the two is two major realms!
Demon cultivators are extremely powerful among cultivators of the same level. Mo Qiu is the only demon cultivator Luo Jianqing has ever seen in his life, but he himself had also fallen into a demon in his previous life, so Luo Jianqing knows that the power of demon cultivators is definitely far stronger than ordinary cultivators can imagine.
Moreover, this is Mo Qiu.
The long whip Mo Qiu wielded was no longer the same one Luo Jianqing had seen before. This one was entwined with intricate and ornate patterns, each pattern oozing with demonic energy, a formidable presence. When the whip struck the Tianshou Jiao, it howled miserably, its steel-hard skin instantly ripped open, its flesh and blood exposed.
The black dragon was now twisting its body constantly, flying up and down in the air. Meanwhile, the red figure skillfully whipped and fired his whip, using terrifying demonic energy and overwhelming spiritual power to force the Golden Sky Longevity Dragon to flee.
But Mo Qiu did not let it off easily.
What a shocking scene this is.
A Nascent Soul cultivator actually chased an eighth-level monster and forced it to flee everywhere!
"I give up, I give up! You are a demon cultivator, and you are a demon cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. You don't want people to find out that you have come to the Thirty-Six States. Let me go, and I won't tell anyone that you are here!"
Mo Qiu retracted the bloody whip, stepped on the head of Jin Tianshou Jiao, and exerted force with his foot. With a "bang", the giant dragon was kicked to the ground, making a big hole!
Just as Jin Mingtian Shoujiao was about to raise his head, he was stepped down by Mo Qiu again.
Mo Qiu chuckled and said, "Threatening me?"
Jin Tianshou Jiao was about to curse, but he dared not say anything and shrank back.
However, Mo Qiu didn't give him the chance to beg for mercy. Instead, he narrowed his eyes dangerously and said, "If you want to threaten me, call your four great demon lords over here. I'll play with those beasts again!"
The next moment, boom!
The black patterns on the blood-red whip emerged, dancing and arranging in the air, transforming into a sharp spear. The moment the spear appeared, the surging demonic energy made Luo Jianqing breathless. Even though he could no longer see the struggle between Mo Qiu and Tianshou Jiao, he felt a very familiar sense of oppression.
He'd felt the same way just now, after throwing Xuan Lingzi's spiritual power orb. The 70% attack of a Spiritual Transformation Stage Venerable eclipsed the heavens and earth, bringing the Golden Sky Life Dragon to the brink of exhaustion. If it weren't for its innate abilities, it would have undoubtedly perished.
However, the terrifying aura from Mo Qiu's whip only lasted for a moment and quickly disappeared. Although Luo Jianqing felt strange, he didn't think much about it.
The black spear pierced straight into the brain of Jin Tianshou Jiao. The monster let out a painful wail and struggled for a while. The black spear continued to grind and stir cruelly in its brain, finally killing the ferocious monster completely.
Mo Qiu sheathed his whip and placed it directly into his storage ring. He ignored the beast's corpse and instead walked straight to the cliff face. He looked down at the severely injured Luo Jianqing and suddenly sneered, "Luo Jianqing, do you think I saved you again? I'm not going to owe you a favor. How are you going to repay me?"
Luo Jianqing was already exhausted at this moment. He leaned weakly against the mountain wall, raised his head and smiled: "You are really a person, hard on the outside but soft on the inside... cough cough..."
The green-robed monk coughed up a large pool of blood, and his face was already covered with dirty blood.
Seeing this, Mo Qiu's eyes narrowed. He was about to reach out to help Luo Jianqing up, but quickly retracted his hand. He supported himself with his arms and said calmly, "Never mind, I'm just soft-hearted. I can't stand seeing a beast like that bullying a beauty like you. Okay, okay, I'll go get the treasures and inner elixir from that beast, and you should recuperate... Hey!"
Mo Qiu immediately helped the unconscious Luo Jianqing up and probed his spiritual power into his body to check his body.
The corners of his mouth twitched at this test. Mo Qiu sighed and thought to himself, "Is this how your Taihua Mountain masters take care of their disciples? Without giving them any magic weapons or life-saving measures, they let you go out and take risks like this? That guy Xuan Lingzi is really not very kind..."
Helplessly carrying Luo Jianqing on his back, Mo Qiu wanted to hug him, but looking at the face covered with blood and mud, and seeing Luo Jianqing's miserable appearance, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he decided to turn a blind eye: It was really too ugly.
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