Chapter 112 112 Reversal

Mo Yuheng arranged the formation and all the cultivators in the formation stared at each other, with confusion, fear, and worry all on their faces.

After setting everything up, he rushed in and looked around. He found a person who was deep in thought but couldn't see clearly and had a strong aura around him. He rushed forward and removed the spell from the other person.

The other party said: "What are you doing here, little demon cultivator? Be careful, I will eat you in one bite."

Mo Yuheng was stunned. He didn't expect that the old man in front of him had such a unique personality, and he would always make threats and fierce words.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Senior, please observe the aura around me. Now is not the time to talk. Please see how I can rescue you."

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the aura on Mo Yuheng's body had transformed into a pure aura of cultivating immortals. There was no aura of pure immortal cultivation at all, and he was filled with the violent aura of a demonic cultivator.

The other party will not believe it so easily: "Why do you ask me to believe you? Do you want to plot against all of us to sacrifice? Damn it, you demon cultivators are so hateful. You won't even let your soul go. Be careful of the cause and effect of heaven. You will be killed."

Genocide."

"Senior, this is my identity token. I have just recruited spiritual root disciples and this time I am going to the Jade Ruins for testing."

Mo Yuheng handed the token forward, and the old man looked up and down: "Then how did you act just now? You have such a strong demonic aura."

Mo Yuheng had long been able to get rid of himself because of the fact that the Chaos Spiritual Root could transform and absorb demonic energy for cultivation.

Otherwise, if you expose yourself, you will become the target of public criticism.

He took out a small formation to release the evil energy: "I am an array master. I thought of a way to contain the evil energy. I put an aura coat on my body to protect me from the evil energy. I can also use it to protect myself from the evil energy.

He exudes a demonic aura."

"I see."

Initially, everyone was a little wary, but gradually relaxed their trust.

"Then what should I do to save you?"

"You see, I have a trapped magic rope on my body. As long as I untie this thing, I can lose my bondage. But if you want to untie it, you must have a spiritual weapon, because you can't untie it with your level of cultivation."

After hearing these words, everyone instantly lost confidence.

I was full of hope that it would bring hope, but now I am disappointed and despairing.

"I have a spiritual weapon."

The sound was like thunder, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

Unable to speak, his eyes widened.

His eyes told Mo Yuheng to hurry up.

Of course Mo Yuheng knew what they were thinking, so he took out half of the shuttle, with a sharp tip on its tail, revealing his spiritual power and stabbed it hard towards the magic rope.

The rope broke instantly and fell to the ground. The originally shiny figure slowly dimmed and turned into an ordinary rope.

This has been deprecated.

The old man who lost his restraint laughed loudly: "I finally recovered, my brain finally recovered, I must go over and kill all those weak demon cultivators. It's time to relax after being depressed for so long."

The two palms were clasped together, making a clicking sound.

"Senior, what is your name?"

"Thanks to you, little girl, I can't change my name even if I'm doing it. I can't change my surname to Lei Batian." Lei Batian is one of the casual cultivators in the world. He joined the casual cultivators alliance and became an elder.

But he doesn't like to be restrained, he just wants to be free and happy.

"Then I'll call you Mr. Lei. Now is not the time for Mr. Lei to be happy. There are a total of ten golden elixir demon cultivators and fifty-two foundation-building demon cultivators. We'd better hurry up and save people."

Lei Batian reached out and patted his head, with a look of remorse on his face, "You are right, old man, I almost forgot. Even if I have three heads and six arms, I can't carry so many demonic cultivators."

So he took out a sword in his hand, and the whole body was surrounded by purple and black thunder, emitting a menacing look.

Mo Yuheng exclaimed: "Sword Qi Realm."

Lei Batian's left hand was clasped behind his back, and the index and middle fingers of his right hand were drawn together in mid-air, and the sword in his free hand kept wandering around.

Click click click.

Soon, the ropes on everyone's body were cut off instantly, and everyone was free again.

"The originally quiet place suddenly became lively, and everyone got to know each other and talk."

Lei Batian is not an impulsive person, and he also knows how to consider the next thing.

Ask Mo Yuheng to refine his Qi and cultivate himself to be able to come here to save them.

Mo Yuheng told the truth as it was, mixed with some things he didn't want others to know.

Lei Batian understood instantly.

Mo Yuheng took a mask off his face and instantly regained his stunning appearance.

"Senior, now that we have rescued the people here, we can do the same thing next. With you in my heart, I feel a little more settled. However, I still need to send some people to rescue my friends. It seems that there is no way to be involved by another strong demon cultivator.

come out."

After telling the story about Fen Jin, Lei Batian already understood it by sending out his spiritual consciousness.

"Okay, I'm going to rescue him now. He's in trouble now. He's being chased by three golden elixir monks."

Mo Yuheng broke into a cold sweat: "Senior, hurry up and rescue me."

"Yeah." Lei Batian hurried over.

Mo Yuheng felt angry, but fortunately he had the foresight to lend him the other half of Fei Shuo for use first.

Otherwise, his encounter would have been even worse.

But if this continues, it will be very detrimental to Fen Jin, so we must resolve it quickly.

The people present included monks who were building the foundation of Dzogchen and there were also monks who were practicing Qi.

There are people with economic characteristics, but this way it is simpler.

He led everyone to kill them quietly. Fortunately, there was an array master inside and Mo Yuheng worked together to arrange the array. Together, they attracted the golden elixir demon cultivators away and arranged arrays around them to trap all the demon cultivators in the array.

within the law.

Although there were only more than twenty foundation-building monks who were rescued, all the monks had their own means and the confidence to save their lives. Mo Yuheng secretly planned to deal a painful blow to the opponent, and the demonic monks were almost wiped out before they could react.

Only a few foundation-building demon cultivators and golden elixir demon cultivators who slipped through the net were left and fled into the altar.

The Demon Lord in the sky originally thought that the monk opposite him was afraid of constantly dodging, and his inner self-confidence was so high that he did not think of chasing after him from other sources.

Why not stop in mid-air and yell: "Old bald donkey, are you worthy of cultivating Buddhism because you are greedy for life and afraid of death?"

"Amitabha, I only have a scale, so don't worry about it. Donor, please take a look under it."

The monk puts his hands together.

The Demon Lord hated the monk to his core and wanted to kill him quickly.

And with his own subordinates looking after him, there would be no trouble.

How could I have known what was happening on the top of the mountain below when I would pursue the monk wholeheartedly today?

When he looked down, his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly went to save people.

He and his predecessor stopped each other and started fighting with each other without being polite.

Suddenly the sky and the earth roared, and blood-colored clouds billowed.

After a cup of tea, the demon king realized that the demonic energy in his body was not enough, so he wanted to turn around and run away.

How could the monk let him escape?

A handful of Zen appeared in his hand, became huge, and slammed down from mid-air.

Demon Lord's face was full of fear: "Stop, stop quickly."
Chapter completed!