Mo Jiuxuan flew in front of his daughter and protected her behind him. His slightly narrowed eyes showed murderous intent as he glared at the big monsters who were about to make a move.
The little scalper grazing leisurely outside the battlefield looked up at the human sect disciples gathered in the center of the battlefield. Among them was that very bad little human girl.
It was a little curious as to why those people liked that naughty little girl so much.
A cloud of colorful clouds suddenly appeared in the sky above the high Suohun Ridge. The top of the mountain was filled with light, forming a colorful shape.
Someone shouted, "Zhu Guo comes to the world, go quickly!"
The two sides who were in a hostile state immediately woke up and headed towards the top of the mountain like arrows leaving the string. During this period, they used magic weapons and flying swords to each other. They all plotted against each other with the mentality that if they could kill one, they would lose one of their opponents.
As of now, the only ones who can grab the Zhu Guo are the foundation-building monks or the great demons in disguise. The little demons and sect disciples who are at the bottom of the cultivation world can only look back and sigh, but they can't think of snatching it from the bottom of their hearts.
If you go up there now, you will only become cannon fodder.
Lian Yue also wanted to go, but was stopped by Mo Jiuxuan, "Junior sister, you have also seen that there are no less than forty people snatching Zhu Guo. I'm not telling you, with your strength at the third level of foundation building, you think you
Can you grab it?"
"The treasures of heaven, materials, and earth all have their own special powers. The red fruits are of great benefit to monks. How could I be greedy for life and afraid of death and give up this great opportunity?"
She stared at her senior brother with piercing eyes, her expression serious and dignified, "Senior brother, you are now a master at the eleventh level of foundation building, why don't you give it a try.
If you get it, wouldn't the chance of hitting the golden elixir after eating it be greater?"
Mo Jiuxuan smiled and said, "Junior sister, although Zhu Guo is magical, it has little effect on breaking through the golden elixir. Why risk your life for that illusory chance?"
He patted Lian Yue on the shoulder, "One day when you build the foundation, I will give you a Heavenly Transformation Pill. To you and me, it is much more precious than a Zhu Guo, right?"
"Tianhua Dan? But Tianhua Dan that increases the chance of forming a pill?" Lian Yue's eyes widened.
"Exactly!"
Mo Jiuxuan smiled cheerfully.
Zhu Guo?
You have to grab it with your life.
Tianhua Dan?
There are elixirs in the treasure house, and when you refine them, you will get a heavenly product.
Between risking his life and spending time to make money to buy the elixir, Mo Jiuxuan chose the latter without hesitation.
There is a treasure trove of glory, but do you really care about those heavenly and earthly treasures?
Regarding Mo Jiuxuan's answer, Lian Yue subconsciously chose to believe it.
This senior brother was dazzling when he was young, but twenty years of almost closed life allowed him to hide his sharp edge. But as long as you look at Mo Xiaoran's rapid display of talent, you know that he is definitely not just a talker.
Speaking of Xiao Ran, Lian Yue's eyes filled with warmth, she looked down at the battlefield with a smile, and her beauty suddenly turned pale...
"It's not good, senior brother, Xiaoran has gone up the mountain!"
"Ha~?"
Mo Jiuxuan looked up in horror at the mountainside. A little pink skirt was scurrying on the green treetops and gray-brown rocks, aiming directly at the top of the mountain.
Behind him, a gray shadow was chasing after him.
Mo Jiuxuan stamped his feet fiercely, "Never mind the trouble, I missed this troublemaker!"
He tapped the ground with his toes, and the person was already floating high in the sky, chasing after him.
"Senior brother, wait for me!".
Lian Yue smiled.
Finally, I can fight side by side with my senior brother again.
Wang Fengxiang stared blankly at the dozens of black spots running towards the top of the mountain, and looked at the huge power produced by the collision of magic weapons in the sky, and his expression was horrified for a moment.
"Is this the ability of a foundation-building monk?"
He said to himself, full of longing in his heart, and wanted to muster up the courage to follow, even if he just took a look at the wonderful spells of the foundation-building monks from a distance, it would be great.
But in the end, seeing the explosion of colorful lights above getting more and more terrifying, he gave up the idea of following up to take a look.
It's really scary for those people to actually take action.
Glancing at the disciples of the sects in the killing field who were also staring blankly at the fight in the sky, Wang Fengxiang flicked the non-existent dust on his body, straightened his hair, and walked over with an elegant smile.
"Hello fellow seniors, I'm here with Wang Fengxiang, the legitimate son of the Wang family in Xiapanlongling."
Everyone just gave him a cold glance, and occasionally one or two disciples nodded to him, and the atmosphere was quite deserted.
Wang Fengxiang seemed to have been prepared for it, and was unmoved by the situation where everyone wanted to ignore him. He put his hands behind his hands and faced the top of the mountain, looked up at the sky, and said calmly, "I hope niece Xiaoran can grab the red fruit."
Everyone frowned, "Who is Xiaoran?"
"Oh~"
Wang Fengxiang smiled and put on a melancholy expression, "Xiaoran's niece is the little girl in pink who just entered the battle with a gun. Her father, Mo Jiuxuan, and I are sworn friends."
The eyes of all the disciples turned, and after realizing it, they showed smiles and rushed to make friends with Wang Fengxiang.
"It turns out that the benefactor's name is Mo Xiaoran!"
"After this battle, another amazingly talented and beautiful person emerged from our Qingzhou monk community."
"I'm from the Lingbao Sect..."
"I am the Tuzong of the Han Dynasty..."
"In the Xiashuijing Sect..."
"I am from Cangyu Sword Sect..."
"I'm from the Yuling Sect..."
The atmosphere suddenly became very warm, and Wang Fengxiang bowed his hands to everyone one by one.
If the old man knew that I had become friends with my fellow disciples from the Shuijing Sect and the Cangyu Sword Sect, he would definitely be very happy.
"I am from Ziyun Sect..."
After Ziyun Sect disciple Fang finished speaking with a smile, the atmosphere suddenly turned cold.
The incident in which Mo Xiaoran of the Wuji Sect in Muhua City destroyed Fang Bin, the grandson of Taoist Tianyu, caused a lot of turmoil. Taoist Tianyu came to Muhua City to settle accounts with Mo Jiuxuan, which became a topic of conversation after dinner.
Now that everyone has been favored by Mo Xiaoran, they are closer to her in their hearts. When Ziyun Sect disciples suddenly appeared, they were not happy.
Everyone looked at him with evil intentions, especially the two disciples of Cangyu Sword Sect. If Mo Xiaoran had not appeared in time, the two of them might have died by now.
I won't say thank you for the kindness...but I can help her vent her anger.
The disciples of Ziyun Sect were so blessed that they hurriedly beat their chests and stamped their feet and said, "Hey, Senior Brother Fang did something wrong by provoking Junior Sister Xiaoran, and it is his own fault for having his Dao Heart destroyed.
What's even more inappropriate is that the sect leader would indiscriminately make trouble for Uncle Mo.
As a disciple of Ziyun Sect, I am also very ashamed!"
It was only then that the eyes of the two Cangyu Sword Sect disciples improved slightly.
...
A fist-sized red fruit looks just like an ordinary fruit, but around it, several foundation-building monks have fallen into the dust.
A ten-foot-long giant python covered with dark purple scales surrounded Zhu Guo with its huge body, like a thick city wall protecting the residents in the city.
The giant python's state seems to be at the twelfth level of the transformation stage. It is one step short of being able to condense elixir and become a great demon in the elixir condensation stage, but its body shape is similar to that of ordinary snakes.
The ultimate goal of such cold-blooded animals is to survive the catastrophe and become a dragon that can travel around the world.
This is the arrogance engraved in the bones. Unless forced to do so, one will never waste demonic power to condense the human form.
It’s not that I don’t know how to do it, I just don’t like it.
Its body was as hard as a divine weapon, and as its tail swept across, several foundation-building monks flew out of the mountain, becoming unparalleled in power and terrifying for a moment.
Facing such a powerful monster, ordinary swords and magic weapons have lost their effectiveness. Even serious injuries have become a problem, let alone serious injuries.
Instead, Qingzhou monks continued to be injured.
There are more great demons in the transformation stage than there are monks. However, in this soul-locking peak, they are facing giant pythons who are also members of the demon clan, so they are a bit intimidated by each other.
If there were no ethnic monks here, they might have risked their lives to kill the giant python to get the red fruit. In front of outsiders, they didn't want others to see the joke of cannibalism, so they would have left some room for action.
The giant python has been guarding the ripening of the red fruit for hundreds of years. For hundreds of years, it has not gone anywhere and has stayed on top of this mountain.
Now that outsiders want to snatch away its big treasure, it is absolutely impossible to give it up.
Fighting with the monsters and monks who came to rob it, every move was deadly.
After all, it was Zhu Guo. In front of such a treasure of heaven and earth, he refused to give in and gradually showed his true fire.
The demon clan is no longer taboo about killing each other among the same clan for outsiders to watch, and the monks also use powerful magic weapons without caring about preserving their strength.
Everything starts with killing this giant python without eyes.
Some monsters began to use their natal magical powers, and some revealed their original bodies, and the monks were unambiguous. The flying sword magic weapons surged up like mosquitoes after seeing blood under the stimulation of the skills.
The ants killed the elephant, and the huge twelve-layered giant python gradually showed its fatigue under the joint attack of the human and demon tribes. Even if it was seriously injured and swallowed several unlucky ones, it would inevitably end up being outnumbered.
Mo Jiuxuan and Lian Yue did not want to get involved in the dispute, so they hid far away and covered their eyes with spiritual power, looking for the whereabouts of Mo Xiaoran and Chen Sang.
His vision swept across the collapsed cliffs and ground, past the angry python and the monk, and finally locked the location of the two of them.
"Are these two fools looking for death?"
This was Mo Jiuxuan's first reaction.
The two small figures held their breath and lay on the ground, using the cover of rocks and broken trees to quietly crawl towards Zhu Guo's position.
However, the two giant pythons and human-demon tribes that hit the top did not notice it.
No one would have thought that in this kind of fighting, which is like a natural disaster coming to the world, if a monk in the channeling stage or the Qi refining stage is not careful, he will be affected by the magic weapon of the fighting.
Injuries ranging from minor to serious may lead to death at any time.
Doesn't Xiaoran know how to be afraid?
And Chen Sang, what do you do for food, just let your little junior sister do things like this?
Mo Jiuxuan's head was buzzing as he wished he could press Chen Sang to the ground. Seeing the momentum of the giant python fighting and its body like a huge steel whip, he was really afraid that the other party would accidentally smash a huge boulder and kill the two.
The little cub was crushed to death.
"Little Junior Sister, Little Junior Sister, it's too dangerous here. Leave with Senior Brother quickly!"
Chen Sang, who carefully concealed his aura and tried hard to catch up with his junior sister, was filled with panic. From time to time, violent auras passed over his head, and the earth-shattering sounds of fighting could not be heard.
For the sake of Zhu Guo, these great demons in the transformation stage and monks in the foundation-building stage went crazy, fighting with the giant python with red eyes, and secretly stumbling upon each other with red eyes.
Chen Sang's position was not far from the red fruit, and he could vaguely smell the sweet fragrance. The red fruit swayed gently above the jasper-like branches and leaves, as if a beautiful girl in a green dress was pointing her finger at him, "Come on, come on."
ah..."
For a moment, Chen Sang gritted his teeth and thought of picking the red fruit.
With a "bang" sound, a figure slammed into the rock in front of him. His whole body was limp, his eyes widened and he stared at the sky unwillingly. The red blood slowly flowing out from his body quickly gathered into a small stream.
"Foundation-building monk?"
Chen Sang swallowed and stomped out the thoughts that had just arisen like putting out a cigarette butt.
The foundation-building monks are dead like worms. Just relying on his tenth level of Qi refining, he wants to seize the vermilion fruit?
How about playing?
"Little junior sister, leave quickly!"
Chen Sang returned to normal and called Mo Xiaoran again.
Mo Xiaoran hid under a rock, hunched over and slowly moved forward. If Chen Sang hadn't kept his eyes on her, he probably wouldn't have been able to find her location.
She didn't even look at the charming Zhu Guo in front of her on the left. Her bright eyes were fixed on the huge snake body swimming on the rocky ground, with a very excited expression.
She heard her senior brother's call, but with such an opportunity right in front of her, how could she give up so easily?