After several days of recovery, Mo Junzhi's spiritual power has recovered more than half, but the trauma to the meridians inside his body has not fully recovered.
But there is no problem at all in using his seven-feathered Suzaku magic weapon.
In this collision, Mo Junzhi did not suffer at all, and was basically evenly matched.
"The devil's roar shakes the gods!"
Demon King Jinyuan's chest puffed up, the armor plates of his black armor made a rattling sound, and he opened his mouth to let out a demonic roar.
"What a demonic roar? Look at my Buddha-demonic golden light shield."
Mo Junzhi raised his palm, and a golden and black halo appeared behind him, and a huge phantom of Buddha appeared around him, which was hundreds of feet high, protecting the entire skeleton chariot.
"Buzz buzz..."
The sound wave of the devil's roar impacted on the golden light shield of Buddha and Demon. Ripples appeared on the surface of the gold and black Buddha statue, but it could never be broken.
Half of the face of the Buddha statue is that of a ferocious demon, and the other half is that of a smiling Buddha with kind and kind eyes.
Buddha also has thunder and anger, and Buddha and demon are often only one step away.
The body of Buddha and demon that Mo Junzhi cultivated possesses powerful power in itself.
A series of fierce collisions unfolded, Mo Junzhi had already rushed forward, and a black and gold long knife appeared in front of him to fight with the Jin Yuan Demon King.
After a stick of incense was passed, Mo Junzhi chopped off the Demon King Jin Yuan with one knife, and then retreated to the bone chariot...
"Back off!" Mo Junzhi shouted softly.
Su Zishuang immediately controlled the Bone Chariot, changed direction and fled quickly.
After a long period of time, the thunderous roar of Demon King Jin Yuan came from behind...
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Mo Junzhi was leaning on the bone throne, white clouds were floating, and the air was warm. His body was trembling, he was breathing heavily, and his expression was painful. There was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and his orange eyes were unfocused but blazing with blazing flames.
The severe pain in his body made his mind go blank.
Su Zishuang looked at Mo Junzhi's appearance, she bit her lip and said nothing.
That heroic face was twisted and ferocious, covered with sweat, and the heavy breathing contained endless pain.
She asked Mo Junzhi, but Mo Junzhi didn't tell her.
The thoughtful Su Zishuang noticed that its attacks were becoming more and more frequent.
It started once a few days, and now it happens every day. She was filled with worry, Mo Junzhi's body was deteriorating.
She knows why.
It was because of the battle, the battle that shocked her soul. She had never seen such a crazy monk who was so obsessed with fighting.
During the chase, seven fights broke out.
In each of the seven battles, Mo Junzhi was one against three. Two Jindan monks from the Corpse Yin Sect caught up and attacked Mo Junzhi together with Demon King Jin Yuan.
Su Zishuang couldn't understand at first why Mo Junzhi didn't choose to escape completely, but kept fighting.
Because judging from the current situation, with one against three, Mo Junzhi has no chance of winning.
The battle was just as she expected, Mo Junzhi was firmly suppressed, without any chance, embarrassed and dangerous.
Mo Junzhi paid the price of being injured again and again and escaped.
Su Zishuang thought that this battle would make Mo Junzhi understand the difference in strength between the two sides, but she did not expect that after just a period of rest, Mo Junzhi would return to fight, be defeated, injured, and then escape again!
Making the same mistake twice is stupid.
But what if the same mistake was made seven times
Su Zishuang couldn't say the word stupid. No matter how stupid something is, when it is so crazy, so resolute, so indomitable, so desperate.
Therefore, this kind of stupidity has a strong pulse, it has a fiery and crazy enthusiasm, it has an unruly attitude that is incompatible with this world, it has a paranoid and sharp belief that pierces the human heart like a knife!
Su Zishuang's soft heart was pierced by this sharp spear-like belief and fighting spirit.
This person is really a sharp flame...
The wheezing gradually stopped, the twisted and ferocious face gradually relaxed, the trembling and tense body gradually relaxed and stabilized, and the unfocused orange eyes gradually regained focus.
"How long has it been?"
Mo Junzhi's voice was full of fatigue. He leaned completely on the bone throne and remained motionless, letting the sweat on his face flow freely.
"Half an hour." Su Zishuang said.
Mo Junzhi said nothing, he was recovering his strength.
In these days of fighting, his strength has improved tremendously. In addition to his deepening understanding of various spells, another major discovery was the secret of the demon soul in his body.
Back then, his father was Yu Ziyu's father, and his mother was a saint from the Demon Sect. When he was born, a ball of ancient demon soul was injected into his body.
As he grew up, the demon soul constantly transformed his body. This transformation was uncontrollable, and it also laid the foundation for him to become one of the few young geniuses in the world.
But now he made an extremely surprising discovery.
Fighting will cause the demon soul to transform the body with a sharp increase in frequency, and the pain of the demon soul transforming the body will also continue to increase, but as long as he can survive it, his body will have a stream of clear water, which will submerge into his eight extraordinary meridians and flesh and blood. During this time, he could feel that his body was getting stronger and his realm was improving!
He had not entered the realm of golden elixir before, and he had never discovered the secret of the demon soul transforming his body.
Now after entering the golden elixir realm, after fierce battles and consumption, he truly understood the secret of the demon soul's transformation of the body.
Half an hour later, his physical strength was fully restored.
The wind stirred up Mo Junzhi's black hair, and her heroic yet charming face made Su Zishuang lose her mind.
She suddenly asked: "Are we going to continue fighting? We have been escaping for the past few days and are about to enter the Louvre's sphere of influence."
"We just want to go to Louvre City near the Louvre Museum, so that we can also have some rest. Demon King Jinyuan and others dare not enter Louvre City." Mo Junzhi said calmly.
The Louvre is one of the top sects of the righteous path as famous as the Kunlun Sect. It is located on the east side of the Kunlun Mountains. Of course, the real core gate of the Louvre is said to be on an island in the East China Sea.
Inside the Louvre City is the Second Mountain Gate. The Louvre City is very important to the Louvre, but the real secrets of the Louvre are hidden inside the Louvre Mountain Gate.
"In about one day, we will be able to enter the Louvre Museum's sphere of influence, and it will probably take another two days to enter the Louvre City." Su Zishuang silently calculated the distance.
Since coming to this world, Su Zishuang has never left the Kunlun Mountains area in the northwest. Now she is gradually moving towards the east, seeing many different scenery along the way.
The climate is getting hotter and hotter, and all kinds of trees are flourishing.
The terrain in the east is mostly hilly, with few mountains and rivers. The scenery is beautiful, which is very different from the dangerous terrain in the northwest.
And such terrain also makes it extremely difficult to escape...
But Mo Junzhi did not escape, but faced the difficulties again and again.
"The Demon King Jinyuan and others are here again. I'll be back soon."
Mo Junzhi, who had been leaning on the bone throne, suddenly stood up, her dark red wide-sleeved robe fluttering in the wind, the leaf-shaped mark on her forehead glowing faintly, and a pair of brown pupils dancing with strange flames.
Mo Junzhi held a string of Buddhist beads in her slender hand, her whole body was enveloped in the escaping light, and she flew quickly into the distance.
In the farthest place, three rays of light rushed over quickly...
"Boom... Boom..."
The glow of a series of spells and magic weapons is endless...
In the fierce battle, the stubbornness and ferocity in Mo Junzhi's eyes seemed to be full of wolf nature. Thinking of the situation Mo Junzhi suffered when she was born, Su Zishuang couldn't help but feel a little sour in her heart.
Mo Junzhi has been a tragedy since he was born. The death of his parents is not only the persecution of the Kunlun sect, but also the sadness in the context of the general environment.
Later, he faced various difficulties, but he never backed down!
Just like a lonely wild wolf walking in the wilderness, fighting with all his strength to survive!
Such a man is like an iron tower that will never collapse. Even if he dies, he will die standing!
Su Zishuang pursed her lips tightly and looked at Mo Junzhi's body covered in scars and splattered with blood. The dark red robe embroidered with leaves seemed to be soaked with blood...
However, the two Jindan monks from the Corpse Yin Sect and Hu Yifan, who was possessed by the Jinyuan Demon King, were unable to repel Mo Junzhi at all, and instead retreated steadily.
Mo Junzhi laughed. Although his body was covered with scars, his eyes were criss-crossing like sharp blades.
"Hu Yifan, Jin Yuan Demon King, you two are nothing more than that after you merge. Hehe, you are all a bunch of trash!"
Mo Junzhi's taunt directly made Demon King Jin Yuan's face distort.
Although Jin Yuan Demon King is deeply scheming, he cannot stand this kind of irony, and under Mo Junzhi's stubborn attack for so many days, a big demon like Jin Yuan Demon King cannot help but feel tired. After all, he is not the legendary immortal yet. Immortals are just a type of living being.
"Kill him together and use the Demonic Corpse Array!" Demon King Jin Yuan shouted angrily.
The two Jindan monks were hesitant.
The Corpse Yin Demonic Array is the most famous Demonic Array of the Corpse Yin Sect. Every Jindan monk of the Corpse Yin Sect will carry a special Yin Corpse with him. This Yin Corpse is refined using the corpses of the seniors of the sect. It is made and very powerful.
When using it, you need to input all the spiritual power into the Inferi, and then use multiple Inferi to set up a formation.
Although this kind of Inferi is powerful, not afraid of death, and is invulnerable and moves like the wind.
However, it is very dangerous and difficult to control. If you are not careful, it will result in backlash.
"Hurry up!" Demon King Jin Yuan urged.
The two golden elixir monks secretly sighed. They had no choice. Hu Yifan's identity was unusual. He was the grandson of the Supreme Elder of the Corpse Yin Sect. They had to comply. Otherwise, with the Corpse Yin Sect's harsh punishment, they might be in trouble after returning. suffered extremely terrible punishment.
The strength of the Corpse Yin Sect and the Kunlun Sect are almost the same, and they are giants in the demonic world. This Corpse Yin Demonic Array is so famous, and its power can be imagined. RS