Chapter 374 The safest place there (14)
The opponent's body was covered in pale flames, and the aura of the spell was still flashing on his body.
Blood poison, blue flames, frost... all kinds of vicious spells still remain on the opponent's body, leaving the foundation-building monk's skin torn and bloody.
Half of the other party's face has been burned dry, and his eyeballs have turned cloudy gray-white, but he still has a relaxed smile on his face.
Kneeling in front of Ding San, who was still struggling, he stretched out his fingers to tease his wound and said, "Boy, who asked you to come?"
"Speak, Master Dao, I don't have that much patience."
"But you are quite brave. Even the foundation-building monks dare to plot, but you still use this method to plot. You are quite talented. I won't kill you. Come back to Xuantian Sect with me, and I will accept you as my junior brother. I like ruthless people like you."
Ding San opened his mouth and spat, but this time the monk was well prepared and his magic power was weak. He waved away the saliva, then pinched Ding San's neck.
Holding Li Si’s head with his left hand and dragging Ding San with his right hand, the monk turned his head and saw several heads protruding from the corner of the street, looking at him in surprise.
“Xuan Tianzong is doing something, if you don’t want to die, get out.”
After the roar, several heads disappeared immediately and stopped staying.
With the two of them in hand, the monk was about to leave when he suddenly saw the breeze floating on the street, and the fallen leaves were rolled up, turning into the appearance of an old man.
Subsequently, an old man's voice rang in his ears: "Fellow Taoist, can you give me some face? This is Mo City, so it would be nice to let the two of you go."
Hearing this voice, the monk grinned, and the expression on his face became more ferocious.
Licking his exposed gums, he said with a ferocious smile: "The Xuantian Sect is about to recover, the sect master is ready to return, the Sifang Xingjun has bowed, and you, a small Mocheng, still want to block our great cause. ? Even though you are a Jindan monk, if I don’t give you face, what can you do to me?”
The old man looked at each other silently, and finally sighed.
The fallen leaves fell to the ground, and everything became silent again.
Mo City is just a small city in the place of exile, and the Xuantian Sect has countless hidden powers, which is indeed unable to compete.
For a low-level monk, it is unwise to offend a large lurking sect.
Seeing that the other party gave in, the monk snorted disdainfully and then continued to move forward.
Just after taking a few steps, I felt something was wrong.
Lowering his head, he saw that Li Si's head in his hand began to glow, and the spiritual energy around him began to gather and converge in his head.
Immediately peeling off the other person's hair, the monk found that the other person's scalp was filled with talismans, and each talisman was constantly shining.
Seeing this, the monk was immediately overjoyed and said excitedly: "So it turns out that the sect's magic weapon was turned into a talisman by your father and stamped on the head. No wonder we couldn't find it, but it's here. !”
Li Si’s father, Li Yongguang, was said to have been forced away by Li Si’s grandfather, and his whereabouts are unknown since then.
However, some people know the inside story and know that the truth is not other than that.
Li Yongguang's true identity is an upright undercover agent who has been lurking in the Xuantian Sect for many years. Finally, he stole a sect's magic weapon and left, while abducting the sect's saint girl.
Many years later, he suddenly appeared, entrusted the child to Mr. Li, and then disappeared again without a trace.
The Xuantian Sect has been searching for many years to find out this identity. Originally, they just wanted to bring Li Si back for interrogation slowly, but they never thought that the sect’s magic weapon would be hidden on Li Si. What an unexpected surprise. .
Just when the monk was excited, the sect's magical weapon had already been activated.
Brilliant light rippled, and the strong fluctuations even made the ground tremble several times, making the monks uncontrollably fearful.
Once the sect's magic weapon is running, it is extremely difficult to stop it, and he is also afraid of destroying it by mistake, so he can only constantly arrange spells just in case.
When the light dissipated, he found a translucent figure appearing in the light, looking at him indifferently.
The other person is about eighteen years old, has a delicate appearance, and is wearing a white robe, which is completely different from the monks here. He should be a decent person. However, the other party is not a living person, but an illusion.
After reminiscing, the monk finally found the details of this sect's magical weapon, and he became excited.
"It turns out to be Leng Yuezhu! Your father actually stole this thing back then!"
In Xuantian Sect, Leng Yuezhu is also a quite magical magical weapon.
It can transform into the strongest monk in the user's impression and partially restore the opponent's strength.
The stronger the ability of the restored monk, the less strength will be restored and the shorter the duration.
But if several are used at the same time, it is possible to restore the illusion beyond the original body, which is a great help to the current Xuantian Sect.
The monk felt his breathing quicken at the thought of being able to bring such valuable treasures back to the sect.
Such treasures are indispensable as rewards from the sect, and they may even be exchanged for the identity of a demon child and access to the supreme secrets.
After staring at each other for a while, the monk also remembered the identity information of the illusion, and couldn't help but laugh: "This is not the new elder of the Anping Sect. Is this the strongest person in your impression?"
Looking at the illusion in front of him, Li Si was also stunned.
He originally thought that the illusion would be the golden elixir here, or at worst, his grandfather, but he didn't expect that it would be Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan's strength is indeed good, and he is also a foundation builder. However, it has not been long since he started foundation building. He is still polishing his foundation every day and is familiar with mana. How can he compete with this kind of veteran foundation builder.
And he is still an illusion summoned by himself, and his strength may be much weaker than the original body. How can he be the opponent of this monk.
Just when Li Si was desperate, the monk laughed wildly twice, and then fired a spell, and the invisible force rushed towards the illusion of Lin Yuan in front of him, about to break it into pieces.
Faced with the invisible blade coming towards him, the illusion of Lin Yuan moved.
With one move of Tianxin Sword Technique, heaven and earth trembled.
This sword has aroused Tianxin, making all the heavens nod. The surging sword intention carries Tianxin like mountains towards the face, making the monk seem to see the mountains emerging in front of him, and fiercely Hit him hard.
In front of Heavenly Dao, the foundation-building monk was as small as an ant, and his strength was almost useless at this time. He could only watch blankly as the landslide-like sword intent rushed towards him.
Faced with such a terrifying sword intent, the monk only had time to shout "no" before he was overwhelmed by the endless sword intent. His body melted like ice and snow at this moment, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
A dignified Xuantian Sect foundation-building monk vanished into nothing in an instant, leaving nothing behind after his death.
With a swing of the sword, the illusion dissipated without stopping.
Li Si exhausted all his mana and could only summon an illusion strike.
But this blow was so terrifying that it completely overturned Li Si's cognition, making him almost forget to close his blood vessels tightly and die here.
The illusion is already so terrifying, and its true form will only become stronger.
After a brief absence, he immediately looked in the direction of Anping Sect.
He originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape from Mo City, but now he changed his mind.
Keeping blinking, he hinted at Ding San crazily.
Ding San also understood Li Si's hint, grabbed Li Si's head, and walked crazily towards the Anping Sect.
Now, in the entire Mo City, there is no safer place than Anping Zong.
I have recovered a lot, but I still have a headache.
(End of this chapter)