Chapter One Thousand and Thirteen: Mo Wuji's Soul Attack
I thought that all the geniuses of the Demon Clan had already appeared on the stage. Huang Zhicheng's calculation was very good. Unexpectedly, when he came on the stage, he met a Demon Ancestor with the highest cultivation level.
The Huang family ranks fourth among the eight major families. He is one of the most outstanding geniuses in the Huang family, and he is also the most outstanding genius. The honor of the family is not allowed to be tarnished in his hands. Even though he knows that he is not his opponent, he will not
It will show on the face.
What Mo Wuji said was very polite. Of course, Huang Zhicheng couldn't be too indifferent, so he responded politely.
As soon as Mo Wuji stepped onto the stage, he held the Wuji Divine Killing Sword in his hand. When he saw this sword, even a fool could tell that this sword must be extraordinary. Compared with the weapons in the hands of those demons who had appeared on the stage before,
I don't know how much higher the level is.
After contacting the second small level of cultivation of Mo Wuji Demon Ancestor, Huang Zhicheng immediately judged that the other party must be the leader of those demons.
"Fellow Taoist Huang Zhicheng, you are the master in Guyue Star Territory, and I, Mo Wuji, am a guest when I first came to Guyue. Since fellow Taoist said so, how dare Mo Wuji disobey."
When Mo Wuji finished speaking, he immediately disappeared from where he was standing. A series of spatial fluctuations suddenly appeared in the space on the arena. This series of spatial fluctuations formed a diagonal shape with the huge arena.
At the corner where the spatial fluctuations occurred was Mo Wuji, and at the other end stood Huang Zhicheng, who was standing solemnly with a weapon in hand. This series of spatial fluctuations only appeared for an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into seven obvious spatial ripples.
Huang Zhicheng held a spear in both hands and stared at Mo Wuji's actions without blinking. Space fluctuations and ripples appeared in a coherent manner. In an instant, Mo Wuji appeared in front of him.
"Fellow Taoist Huang Zhicheng, since Mo Wuji came to Guyue Star Territory, this is the first time he has consulted the powerful Heavenly King. I hope that fellow Taoist will not disappoint Mo."
The sudden sound of Mo Wuji's voice resounded in Huang Zhicheng's ears like thunder. Huang Zhicheng was immediately shocked. Although the seven space ripples in front of him disappeared in the blink of an eye, they seemed to be imprinted in the depths of his soul, lingering for a long time.
"What a talent. The Demon Ancestor's second small level of cultivation is actually capable of a seven-level space jump. I'm afraid the entire Heavenly Emperor's domain is unparalleled."
Space jumping is just like cultivation. Each level difference in speed is a huge difference. Although Mo Wuji has only entered level 7 of space jumping for the first time, his speed is much faster than Chi Bubao's level 6 limit.
Mo Wuji and Lu Qingfeng have been fighting for countless years. In the countless millions of years before this, the actual combat power of the two has always been about the same. Only in this million years has Lu Qingfeng been far behind.
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After arriving in the Gu Yue Star Territory, Mo Wuji's cultivation level improved rapidly. With the second small step of Demon Ancestor's cultivation level, he was able to break through the space jump to level seven. Lu Qingfeng did not have such speed when he was at this level of cultivation.
, I have to admit his high talent.
The sword body of the Wuji God-killing Sword is covered with a layer of dark magic light. The magic light is icy cold and stabs at Huang Zhicheng quickly. An icy chill follows closely, and Huang Zhicheng's body is involuntarily violent.
A shiver.
Instantly getting rid of the icy chill, Huang Zhicheng's divine body quickly dodged to one side, and six imperceptible spatial ripples suddenly arose in the space where he originally stood.
call!
The Wuji God-killing Sword carried a whistling sound across the space, whizzing past Huang Zhicheng's side instantly. The sleeve of the left battle suit was cut off by Mo Wuji with a sword, and his muscular arm was immediately exposed.
Although this sword did not touch Huang Zhicheng's body, he still felt a burning cold pain in his arm.
But he would not just dodge. When the Wuji God-killing Sword whizzed past him, Huang Zhicheng's hands suddenly shook, and the spear was drawn hard at Mo Wuji's waist.
Huang Zhicheng's spear was filled with all his divine power, and the entire spear body suddenly lit up with a bright light of divine power.
As the spear suddenly whipped out in front of him, most of the arena was filled with dazzling gun light. The gun light moved quickly and went straight towards Mo Wuji beside him.
The light of divine power on the spear was like a rainbow, whizzing past where Mo Wuji was standing in the blink of an eye. Huang Zhicheng's face did not show excitement, on the contrary, it was even more horrified.
With Huang Zhicheng's third-level cultivation as Heavenly King, he instantly judged that the shot did not hit the opponent. Almost all of his divine power was devoted to this shot. He couldn't stop even if he wanted to. The dazzling gun light instantly revolved around the divine body.
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"not good"
The dazzling gun light shattered seven spatial ripples beside Huang Zhicheng. He suddenly realized that something was wrong. Suddenly, an extremely dangerous warning signal came from above his head.
Holding the spear in his hand, he quickly looked up and saw another dark sword light falling from the sky. Huang Zhicheng just glanced at it and felt as if he was about to fall into an endless abyss.
As a result, Huang Zhicheng's eyes suddenly paused. In his eyes, the dark sword light quickly enlarged, and in the blink of an eye, there was a slight tingling sensation from the center of his eyebrows.
Suddenly he opened his eyes, thinking of the stinging pain between his eyebrows, his consciousness quickly scanned his forehead, and he immediately understood what had just happened.
When Huang Zhicheng's spear hit Mo Wuji, Mo Wuji immediately performed a space jump, and the demon body instantly flew to the top of Huang Zhicheng's head. At the same time, the Wuji God-killing Sword went straight to stab his head.
Mo Wuji's sword originally wanted to penetrate directly into the Baihui point on Huang Zhicheng's head, but Mo Wuji did not expect that at this time, Huang Zhicheng actually looked up.
The Wuji God-killing Sword kept moving, using its seven-level space jump speed to the limit, and thrust forward as usual. When the tip of the sword touched Huang Zhicheng's eyebrows, the magic power on the sword body was instantly dissipated, and the demonic body quickly retreated.
Arrived a hundred meters away.
On Huang Zhicheng's forehead, the Wuji Divine Killing Sword lit a red dot, and a drop of blood leached out from the red dot. Everyone onlookers saw it, even if he wanted to admit it, he couldn't.
Mo Wuji's sword, like his subordinates, showed mercy to the opponent. Otherwise, the Wuji Demon-Slaying Sword would have pierced Huang Zhicheng's head with one blow.
Of course Huang Zhicheng knew this. Mo Wuji was trying to save face for himself, and he had to express himself at this time.
"Fellow Taoist Mo Wuji, Huang Zhicheng would like to thank you for your mercy. Here are 20 million demon crystals. Please count them."
Say that! A large number of Demon God Crystals suddenly appeared in front of Huang Zhicheng, and slowly flew towards Mo Wuji on the opposite side. Mo Wuji waved his hand, and the 20 million Demon God Crystals disappeared in an instant, and had entered Mo Wuji's storage ring.
middle.
"Fellow Taoist Mo Wuji, Huang is deeply honored to be able to meet fellow Taoist here. Huang left here and will invite fellow Taoist to Cuihuang Star as a guest in the future."
After Huang Zhicheng said that, he turned around and left. After watching the other party's figure disappear, Mo Wuji flew towards where his subordinates were standing.
"Wait a minute, fellow Taoist Mo Wuji. Huang admires fellow Taoist's magical powers. Just now, fellow Taoist defeated my second brother. I also asked fellow Taoist to fight Huang."
Mo Wuji had just left the ring and was flying among the crowd of onlookers. Suddenly, a voice calling himself Brother Huang Zhicheng came from behind.
The demon body stopped in mid-air, turned around and looked at the suspended arena behind him, and saw a person already standing on the edge of the arena. At this time, this person's eyes were looking at him.
"My dear, Huang Zhizhong, Huang Zhicheng is the younger brother of my compatriot. Huang admires the magical power of fellow Taoist Wuji, and I would like to ask fellow Taoist to accompany Huang to learn a thing or two."
Huang Zhizhong said it nicely, but in fact everyone knew that Huang Zhicheng lost to Mo Wuji and he came on stage to regain his face.
Of course Mo Wuji knew the purpose of Huang Zhizhong's appearance on the stage. He couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the other party's voice on the first day of Chuyi. When he turned back to look at Huang Zhizhong, he felt even more uncertain.
"Fellow Daoist Huang Zhizhong, you are the fourth level of Heavenly King, which is equivalent to eleven small steps higher than me. I am not your opponent, so I will not accompany you."
There was no lie in what Mo Wuji said. Facing the fourth level of Heavenly King's cultivation, he really had no confidence. Once he lost the fight with Huang Zhizhong, he would have to pay for it in vain even if the Demon God Crystal he just got was used.
Two million.
Mo Wuji was very polite. He cupped his hands and cupped his hands. After saying that he would not stay any longer, he immediately turned around and flew away.
"Wait a minute, Fellow Daoist Mo Wuji. Fellow Daoist, when you first come to Gu Yue Star Territory, it is a good time to make contributions. If you hesitate to move forward this time, it is likely to affect Fellow Daoist's subsequent development here. Fellow Daoist, please think twice."
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Mo Wuji immediately stopped, turned around and clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist Huang Zhizhong, for reminding me. Mo Wuji doesn't have any lofty ambitions. He came to this arena just for some demon crystals."
After hearing Huang Zhizhong's words, Mo Wuji remained unmoved, obviously unwilling to continue fighting with other kings.
"In that case, it's okay for you and me not to fight! Huang knows that those demons who just came on stage are your subordinates. They are all heroes who are not afraid of challenges. But what Huang didn't expect is that their master
But he is a cowardly person."
Huang Zhizhong chuckled. Mo Wuji was the leader of those demons. A fool could see this. If the other party didn't fight him, then he would never have such a good chance again.
Mo Wuji immediately stopped again, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then raised his head, his eyes full of fierceness.
"Fellow Daoist Huang Zhizhong, you have already said this. It seems that I can't leave this time, so that's it! Mo Wuji will fight with you for two rounds."
"Ha ha"
Huang Zhizhong suddenly laughed and said: "Very good, this is the young leader of the demon clan. Please come on stage and fight Huang."
Huang Zhizhong is different from the other geniuses of the eight major families. He is not afraid of failure. He feels that only by accumulating experience in failure can he make continuous progress. Mo Wuji is the leader of these demon clans and will also be the last demon ancestor to take the stage. Miss him
There will be no chance anymore.
Mo Wuji turned around, and the figure that had flown out quickly turned back and stood on the ring again.