Chapter 2645: People are missing

Seeing Mo Cang restored to his original appearance, An Jiuxiao didn't come back to his senses for a moment.

Mo Cang walked past him, but in the blink of an eye he had reached the other side of the lake and stood not far from Zhao Wuming. He smiled calmly and said, "Senior."

Zhao Wuming glanced at him and waved his hand gently: "There's no need to be polite, I'll leave it to you."

Mo Cang nodded and turned around to meet Fang Miaoke.

After restoring his original appearance, he wore a long aqua gown. Although he had gone through hundreds of years, his appearance remained that of a man in his thirties.

The long hair is tied up, and when the wind blows, it looks like unparalleled jade.

When Fang Miaoke saw him, his pupils shrank slightly, and he asked for no reason: "What on earth are you?"

When Lin Ye heard this, his brows jumped.

When he met Mo Cang for the first time, he felt that the aura on Mo Cang's body was strange. It didn't look like fairy energy or demonic energy.

If we say he is a demon, he does not have the characteristics of the demon clan at all, nor does he have the inner elixir of the demon clan.

But if we say he is a human, he can survive as a human for hundreds of years.

Among human monks, there is indeed a way to make their appearance last forever, but so far, no human being has cultivated to become an immortal, and the longest they can survive is only three hundred years.

Moreover, people who can live for three hundred years are already at the ceiling level of the human race.

Although Mo Cang has never shown his true strength, how bad will the cultivation of a "person" who can kill gods be?

But even so, it shouldn't be the reason for him to live until now.

Lin Ye also wanted to know what Mo Cang was.

But the most important thing now is whether Mo Cang is Fang Miaoke's opponent.

Even though Fang Miaoke has lost his divine status now, he is still a true immortal after all, and he was once an immortal. In a real fight, Mo Cang's chances of winning are hard to estimate.

Mo Cang himself, on the other hand, still looked as calm as usual when facing Fang Miaoke, a true fairy.

"Whatever you think I am, that's what I am."

"It doesn't matter whether I'm a human or a demon. What's important is that you came here today to steal the divine bones. I will never let you get your wish."

Fang Moke didn't seem to expect that Mo Cang would dare to talk to him like this, and he snorted coldly: "I admit that you seem to be a little bit more special than ordinary people. But you don't think that you can stop me just by yourself, do you?

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He pointed at Zhao Wuming casually: "Zhao Wuming, you are here, why don't you dare to take action?"

"If you let an unknown person provoke me, aren't you afraid that I will kill him directly?"

Zhao Wuming shook his head: "Then I'll make a bet with you, you can't kill him."

"Besides, I don't take action not because I'm afraid of death, but because I don't want to implicate this girl."

What he is using now is Ye Mengyao's body.

Once he and Fang Miaoke fight, no matter what the final outcome is, the damage caused in the process will be irreversible.

Ye Mengyao's soul is currently in a deep sleep state. Once any damage is caused to her soul, even if she wakes up later, it will be a big disaster.

But if we don't borrow Ye Mengyao's physical body and only fight Fang Miaoke in his soul state, then there will only be one ending.

Lin Ye looked at the tense situation over there, and the battle was about to break out, but he couldn't move, and his eyebrows were already tied into a knot.

He suddenly thought of something, turned around and said to the people around him: "Lao Jiang, I want you to do me a favor..."

"Haha, Zhao Wuming, I didn't expect that you, a golden immortal, would actually consider a mortal. It's really laughable."

After hearing Zhao Wuming's words, Fang Miaoke snorted disdainfully: "Okay, it's just idle time anyway. I want to see what this young boy is like!"

Soon after, Fang Miaoke was still standing on the same spot, with a black whirlwind rising up and down his body, and a huge pressure came over him!

The sound of his churning sea of ​​qi was deafening, surging like a tsunami in his body.

And his aura enveloped the entire lake overwhelmingly, the black robe on his body was blown up by the strong wind, and the black whirlwind began to spread in all directions.

Upon seeing this, Han Si and An Jiuxiao immediately protected Lin Ye and Jiang Cheng, who were unable to move, behind them.

But what is surprising is that the moment Han Si's fox fire touched the black whirlwind, it actually ignited the whirlwind.

And looking at the flaming whirlwind getting closer and closer to her, Han Si suddenly widened her beautiful eyes: "Danger!"

She danced her long sleeves, her hands turned into claws, and her majestic demonic aura condensed into a huge shield-like barrier.

At this moment, after the flaming whirlwind hit the barrier, it made a loud noise and exploded with a "crackling" sound!

Fox Fire, who originally belonged to Han Si, was brought back by the whirlwind after encountering the black whirlwind, and attacked Han Si!

Fortunately, Han Si herself is a demon clan, and Fang Miaoke used immortal power. After bringing Fox Fire back, Fox Fire lost its demonic aura, so Han Si could easily identify it and take precautions.

If not, it would have been dangerous just now.

"Nine curves return to the dragon!"

Seeing that Han Si almost had his hand, An Jiuxiao unsheathed the Huilong Sword in his hand and swung it away, splitting the fire whirlwind that was heading straight for Han Si into two halves!

It was obvious that these black whirlwinds were just the aftermath of Fang Miaoke's display of his power, but with this sword energy slashing past, An Jiuxiao realized the difference between himself and a true immortal.

Because after his Nine-Bend Resurrection, although the whirlwind was split into two halves, it also directly swallowed up his sword energy in the process of splitting!

He frowned, but he didn't care about anything else and stood beside Han Si: "Be careful."

Han Si smiled slightly and nodded at him: "Okay, but don't worry, I'm fine."

For no reason, An Jiuxiao thought of what he had said to Han Si before, and now he saw her alluring smile. For no reason, his face instantly turned red and he quickly looked away.

Seeing his look, Han Si not only wasn't angry, but instead covered her mouth and smiled, but didn't say anything.

"No, it's okay..."

An Jiuxiao coughed slightly and quickly changed the subject: "Um...Old Lin, Lao Jiang, are you okay?"

On normal days, he wouldn't have to worry about Lin Ye at all.

Jiang Cheng followed Lin Ye and had nothing to worry about.

But after all, Lin Ye was injured now, and the injury was serious. Naturally, he couldn't just sit idly by.

However, after he asked, there was no response from behind.
Chapter completed!