Immortal Mortal

Mo Wuji thought to himself, this is normal.

He placed a piece of Tianji clay the size of a dragon's eye in the palm of his hand and said, Scan it with your spiritual mind and I will put it away soon.

Is there really Tianji mud? Meng Ye stared at the Tianji Clay in Mo Wuji's hand with wide eyes and almost screamed. Meng was also ecstatic when Mo Wuji said that he had found Tianji mud after entering the Tower of the Gods. But when he calmed down, he doubted whether Mo Wuji's words were true.

Although he and Mo Wuji came to this place together and said they were cooperating, in fact he had other plans. But now that Mo Wuji has really brought out Tianji Clay, his plan will change.

Mo Wuji raised his hand and put away the Tianji Clay. Back then, he obtained a bluestone slab at the Tower of the Gods, and that bluestone slab was Tianji Clay.

At that time, Mo Wuji didn't realize how precious Tianji Clay was at all. Later, he used half of the piece of Tianji mud to shape Dahuang's body, and the remaining half generously gave it to Fu Xiuhan. If Fu Xiuhan hadn't been a good person, he would have just taken half of the Tianji mud given by Mo Wuji. At this moment, Mo Wuji no longer had Tianji mud on his body.

After knowing that Tianji mud was so precious, Mo Wuji decided that even if he was trading with Meng Ye this time, he would not give too much Tianji mud to Meng Ye.

When Mo Wuji put away the Tianji Mud, Meng became really enthusiastic. He speeded up the arrangement of the trapping and killing array and said, Friend Mo, this place is small. Once my trapping and killing array is arranged, we will Just force Na Huanciao out.

Mo Wuji remained noncommittal and continued to carve out his own Void Trap and Killing Formation pattern.

He possesses the Divine Storage Network and has also entered the ranks of the eighth-level Divine Formation Emperor. With his current strength, as long as he was careful, even Meng would not be able to know that he had arranged the void formation pattern.

Two days later, Meng also stopped, gestured to Mo Wuji and said, Fellow Daoist Mo, my trap-kill formation has been set up. How do we lure that guy out now? I can't arrange a ninth-level trap-kill array. The divine formation is an eighth-level trapping and killing divine formation.

After finishing speaking, Meng Ye still had some embarrassment on his face. He had said before that he could easily set up a nine-level trapping and killing divine formation.

Mo Wuji also stopped arranging the trapping and killing formations. He also arranged a seven-level trapping and killing formation. He didn't care about Meng Ye's words. In his thoughts, he didn't consider that Meng could also arrange a ninth-level trapped-killing divine array. As long as there was an eighth-level trapped-killing divine array, that would be it.

Moreover, Mo Wuji was sure that Meng Ye's eighth-level trapping and killing divine formation would not be able to trap Huantiao at all. What he wanted was not to trap Huantiao, but to control the direction in which Huantiao left.

Even though his seventh-level trapped-killing divine formation is weaker than Meng Ye's eighth-level trapped-killing divine formation, his trapped-killing divine formation is laid out by void formations. Waiting for Huantiao to find the formation base and tear apart his trapping and killing formation, he would have to have at least a breather. What Mo Wuji wanted was this breathing time.

Hearing Meng Ye's words, Yueming tightened her hands on her magic weapon. Even if she was weak, she would risk her life to help.

Mo Wuji waved his hand and said, Wait a little longer.

As soon as Mo Wuji finished speaking, a figure appeared outside the Entrapment and Killing Formation.

Friend Daoist Mo, I finally see you. The visitor looked eager and happy. Before he arrived, he clasped his fist at Mo Wuji from a distance and said.

Are you Jie Heng, Jie Heng from the Seventy-Two Directions of Zhengshen? Meng Ye recognized the person and shouted in surprise.

The person who came was slightly fat, with small eyes, and was dressed in gray clothes. There were some differences from Jie Heng back then, but the rhyme was very familiar to him. In addition, Mo Wuji had mentioned Jie Heng before, so he was sure that this was definitely Jie Heng.

You? Jie Heng looked at Meng Ye in confusion. Soon he felt that Meng Ye was far stronger than him. He immediately took a few steps back in fear, and then asked, What do you call fellow Taoist?

Meng Ye laughed, and the Taoist charm around his body circulated even more, Jie Heng, why don't you recognize me?

Is it you? Meng Ye, one of the three saints? Jie Heng's expression changed and he finally recognized Meng Ye.

Compared to Sansan Sheng, he Jie Heng is nothing. Whether it was Taoism or status, he and Meng were far apart.

That's right, I am Meng Ye. You don't have to be afraid of me. I am now an ally with Fellow Daoist Mo. Since you are familiar with Fellow Daoist Mo, we are all naturally allies. Meng Ye said something that reassured Jie Heng a little.

Mo Wuji said, Yes, now we are all friends on the same line.

Fellow Daoist Mo called me here. Is there anything you need my help with? Jie Heng asked hesitantly. He didn't believe that Mo Wuji took the initiative to take him to find the God Burial Cave, so he called him here. He had investigated Mo Wuji and found out that this guy was not a simple person.

Mo Wuji patted Jie Heng on the shoulder and said, Yes, I just want you to help me with something. I wonder if you are willing?

Jie Heng's heart skipped a beat. If he was still qualified to fight Mo Wuji when he left God's New City, now he found that he was no match for Mo Wuji. When Mo Wuji patted his shoulder just now, he didn't even have a chance to dodge.

In a short period of time, Mo Wuji has become so powerful. This guy is probably the strongest local man he has seen in the God Realm.

Jie Heng glanced at Meng Ye, who was smiling, and suddenly realized that Meng Ye was also invited by Mo Wuji for help.

What's going on? Mo Wuji's method not only invited Meng Ye, one of the Sansan Saints, but also invited him to take action, Jie Heng?

Um, Fellow Daoist Mo, I wonder what kind of help you are asking for? Although Jie Heng was eager for Mo Wuji to take him to the God Burial Cave, now that he saw that Mo Wuji was so powerful and wanted to ask him for help, he still felt a little uneasy. .

Mo Wuji laughed and said loudly, I just want to deal with a person. This guy attacked my friend and I want to get back the place. I'm just worried that this guy will escape, so I invited you to help stop him. Of course, you can't help me. For you, just say a word.

When Jie Heng heard this, he felt relieved.

With Mo Wuji and Meng Ye, there seemed to be an eighth-level trap-killing divine formation set up here. As long as that guy is attracted, there will definitely be death or life. This is the God Realm, and no matter who it is, they cannot leave in the face of such powerful means.

After thinking clearly about the pros and cons, Jie Heng slapped his chest and said loudly, What Fellow Daoist Mo said, how can I, Jie Heng, be a dishonest person? When Fellow Daoist Mo left God's Domain, I said We must cooperate with Fellow Daoist Mo. Now that Fellow Daoist Mo needs my help, I, Jieheng, will do my best. No matter who offends Fellow Daoist Mo, I, Jieheng, will never let go.

Meng Ye looked at Jie Heng and smiled. He was sure that if he knew that the person he was dealing with was Huantiao, Jie Heng would never say such a thing. After all, this guy was a righteous man, but now he was so plotted by Mo Wuji that he almost got his chest slapped. But this cannot be blamed on Jie Heng, even Jie Heng never dreamed that Mo Wuji would deal with a saint in the God Realm.

Mo Wuji chuckled, In that case, Fellow Daoist Jieheng will stand at this position. Once that guy leaves this position, Fellow Daoist Jieheng will take action with all his strength. I'll go down and lure the guy up, and you guys can help me trap him together.

While speaking, Mo Wuji designated a position for Jie Heng to stand.

Is he here? Jie Heng was stunned and suddenly had a bad feeling.

Meng Ye chuckled, That's right, so that guy heard clearly what you just said. Only by killing him can we sit back and relax.

Who is it? Jie Heng asked anxiously.

Meng Ye glanced at Mo Wuji who jumped down from the Gluttonous Valley, and he was filled with admiration in his heart. If it were him, he wouldn't dare to do this with Mo Wuji. Even if he was in the early stage of Quasi-Sainthood and Huan Tiao should be in the middle or late stage of Quasi-Sainthood, he would not dare to continue to anger Huan Tiao like this.

Facing a former saint, the consequences of continuing like this are very dangerous, and it is very likely that he will never be able to get up again. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, not to mention that Huantiao had severely injured Taotie not long ago.

You'll know soon. Meng Ye didn't tell Jie Heng who Mo Wuji was going to lure up.

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You're an ant, you really dare to come down here and offend me, go to hell... Before Mo Wuji got close to the Taotie Valley, an angry voice came up from down, followed by an invisible sword light. Locking all the space in Mo Wuji, he struck at Mo Wuji.

Huantiao focused on healing his wounds. If Mo Wuji and others didn't dare to come down, he wouldn't even bother to go up. Only after recovering from his injuries can he go looking for his own tower of gods.

In fact, Mo Wuji had no intention of falling to the bottom of the Taotie Valley. His mission was just to lure Huan Tiao up. Almost at the same time as Huantiao took action, Mo Wuji had already shot a spiritual arrow.

His spiritual thoughts had long been swept to the point where Huantong's sea of ​​consciousness was somewhat injured, and his body was indeed penetrated by Kun Yun Buddha's shovel, which greatly hindered his spiritual thoughts. The Buddhist shovel is surrounded by Taoist charms, which shows that Huantong's injury is not serious.

This arrow of spiritual thought was shot out, like a black sharp blade piercing directly into Huanciao's sea of ​​consciousness, which was already injured. Huanciao's sea of ​​consciousness trembled, and the movement of the Great Zhoutian stopped, and a tearing pain came.

Huan screamed, and the Buddha shovel that he had forced out a long length was inserted back again.

Fury filled Huan Tiao's body and mind, and he stood up and grabbed Mo Wuji.

Even though Mo Wuji had been prepared, he was shocked to find that he still could not avoid the invisible blade locking his space.

The sword light tore through his domain and struck his chest. No matter how holy he is, if he is hit by this sword light, he will probably be severely injured.

At this moment, Mo Wuji couldn't care less about concealing the magic weapon, so Zhang Luoshu stood in front of him.

Boom! The invisible blade struck Luo Shu, and even a magic weapon like Luo Shu was struck with a white mark. The violent Dao Yun energy surged over, and Mo Wuji couldn't hold it back at all. He opened his mouth and spit out a blood arrow.

Before Mo Wuji could use Wind Shift to escape, Huantiao's claws broke through his territory for the second time and grabbed Mo Wuji's head.