At the same time, Mo Junlan, who gave up robbing Skyfire, was planning to fly away with Lingxiao directly with his sword, but unexpectedly, they met the people of Mozong again.
As soon as the Mozong people saw Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao, they surrounded them.
"Brother Jun Lan, he's a magician again." Ling Xiao's voice was cold.
"I know." The corners of Mo Junlan's mouth were slightly upturned, his expression seemed to be a smile but not a smile, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.
"A big beauty, a little beauty, today's harvest is really good." One of the demon cultivators had a lustful look on his face.
"Really?" Mo Junlan smiled.
"I advise you not to resist, because we magic cultivators have never been sympathetic to fragrance and jade." Another magic cultivator said.
"You just need to serve us obediently, maybe we will spare your life when we are having fun."
"Do you know how to serve men?"
"Hey, let me teach you how?"
"I'll come first..."
"… "
When Ling Xiao listened to their words, his face suddenly became gloomy.
"I'm coming!" Mo Junlan said softly.
Hearing the words, Ling Xiao turned to look at Mo Junlan.
"It was you last time, this time it should be my turn." Mo Junlan smiled slightly, her face was as beautiful as the scorching sun, making it impossible to ignore.
Ling Xiao's heart throbbed, and he didn't speak.
Mo Junlan squinted his eyes, and there seemed to be a cold light flashing inside, and then he directly released the imposing pressure that belonged to the cultivator of the Emperor Spirit Realm.
I saw that the demon cultivators, who were still very arrogant and arrogant, changed their expressions immediately after feeling the pressure of this momentum, and they were covered in cold sweat.
"He... his cultivation base... "
"Emperor Spirit Realm..."
"Run..."
"… "
Looking at the demon cultivators who were scared to death, Mo Junlan immediately set up a barrier to prevent them from escaping.
"What are you running for?" Mo Junlan smiled lightly and walked forward slowly, and not far in front of him, were the cultivators who had fallen to the ground.
Looking at Mo Junlan who was walking towards them step by step, the expressions of those magic cultivators were obviously very ugly, almost all of them were afraid.
Mo Junlan raised his hand, and the white fingertips instantly condensed a wisp of invisible sword energy. After a while, the invisible sword energy suddenly turned into a small sword.
But it is a tangible little sword.
"Higher cultivation is different." Mo Junlan looked at the small sword floating in his palm and couldn't help sighing, "The sword qi changes from formless to form. Although the process is very simple, it still needs to be done. It is enough to have enough cultivation."
It is a pity that, with his current cultivation, his sword qi can only produce such a small sword.
But it is enough to deal with those magic cultivators.
Mo Junlan's expression was indifferent, his eyes were as cold as frost, and with the movement of his thoughts, he saw the small sword that was originally floating in his palm, and immediately flew out.
The small sword flew very fast, and almost instantly, it had already injured a magician.
But within a moment, those magic cultivators were already covered in blood, and the newly added wounds were even more numerous.
All the magic cultivators present were already dying.
But Mo Junlan didn't kill them, but let them continue to live in pain.
"Brother Junlan, won't you kill them?" Lingxiao walked to Mo Junlan's side and couldn't help but ask.
"I've broken the meridians in their bodies, and even if there is an elixir, it can't be restored." Mo Junlan said lightly, "Not only that, I also put an extremely itchy poison on their bodies, as long as they If they don't die, their bodies will keep itching, and I've broken their limbs."
Ling Xiao, "..."
It's really better to die.
"Oh! No, they should have cut off their limbs." Mo Junlan smiled lightly and said, "It's useless to keep their extra limbs, so it's better to just cut them off."
Ling Xiao, "..."
He actually understood what the fifth limb was
Seeing that Lingxiao was silent for a long time, Mo Junlan turned to look at him, raised his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong? Do you think I'm too cruel?"
Ling Xiao shook his head and said, "I'm just thinking, how long can they live?"
"It should be almost dead." Mo Junlan raised his hand and touched his chin.
Although they are all cultivators, their physical quality is much stronger than that of ordinary people, but his limbs were also cut off by him, and the wound has not stopped bleeding.
So even if they didn't die of pain, they would die from excessive blood loss.
But no matter what method of death it was, it was considered to be tortured to death.
At least Mo Junlan's goal has been achieved.
"If only they could live like this forever." Ling Xiao's tone sounded a little pity.
Mo Junlan reached out and rubbed Lingxiao's head, and said with a smile, "I have a way to keep them alive, but we will waste our medicinal pills."
When Ling Xiao heard the words, he immediately said, "That's fine."
"It's too dirty here, let's go quickly." Mo Junlan said with disgust.
"Okay!" Ling Xiao nodded in response.
However, at this moment, suddenly a black shadow was flying towards them, and the speed was extremely fast.
"Brother Jun Lan, there is a flame on his body." Ling Xiao pointed at the shadow and said, "The aura is exactly the same as the flame I sensed before."
"You got it so soon?" Mo Junlan said in surprise.
Just as Mo Junlan's voice fell, the shadow on the opposite side shouted loudly, "Go away!"
This was obviously said to Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao.
However, this person not only asked Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao to get out of the way, but even moved his hands while talking.
The shadow with the sky fire on his body is also a demon cultivator, his name is Xie Yazheng.
There was a large group of people chasing him behind Xie Yazheng, so when he was flying, he was so anxious, so he directly dealt with the obstacles in front of him.
And Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao were regarded as obstacles by Xie Yazheng.
Although Xie Yazheng's cultivation base is very high here, he is still a little bit invincible with his fists, so he had to escape at the fastest speed.
A powerful force came over, and immediately swept down the surrounding trees, and the sand and dust on the ground also splashed.
Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao immediately set off to avoid this powerful attack, and by the way used the barrier to isolate the splashing dust.
But Mo Junlan didn't plan to let Xie Yazheng go like this.
Xie Yazheng flew over the heads of Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao, but at this moment, he saw a white figure standing directly in front of him.
"Bai Shen!" When Xie Ya saw the person coming, his expression changed, and it was extremely ugly.
Bai Chen is the elder of Qingtian Academy, and his cultivation base is the same as Xie Yazheng, who is at the peak of Chenling Realm.
"Tianhuo can't be taken away by the people of your Demon Sect." Bai Chen was dressed in white and looked indifferent. Although he was the elder of Qingtian Academy, his appearance was very handsome and his temperament was also very good. Outstanding, the most important thing is that he is not even thirty years old.
Anyway, in the eyes of many people, the origin of Bai Chen's identity is very mysterious.
At the same time, the other people who had been chasing behind Xie Yazheng had also arrived, and they had separated and surrounded Xie Yazheng.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Xie Yazheng's face became more and more ugly. If there was no Bai Shen, he might be able to escape.
But now there is one more Bai Shen, so he has almost no chance of winning.
"The devil, hand over the fire of the sky." The person who spoke was Tao Lingling, who had just chased after him.
Xie Yazheng saw this, his eyes flickered a few times, and said solemnly, "It is impossible for this old man to hand over the fire."
After speaking, Xie Yazheng's figure suddenly flashed.
Everyone thought that Xie Ya was planning to attack directly. In fact, they were all ready to fight, but they didn't want his figure to fly down.
Xie Yazheng holds a teleportation talisman in his hand. When using the teleportation talisman, it must not be interfered by other forces, otherwise it will fail, so he chooses to fly into the woods.
At the same time, the teleportation talisman in Xie Ya's forehead has also been inspired by him.
Xie Yazheng couldn't help showing a look of joy on his face, but at this moment, the teleportation talisman that had been activated did not respond at all.
Just when Xie Ya was in doubt, a strong wind suddenly swept past him, and then, there was a sharp pain in his abdomen.
With a loud bang, Xie Yazheng's body suddenly flew out, and a big hole was even smashed into the ground.
And Xie Yazheng was lying half-dead in the pit at this time, his eyes widened, completely unbelievable.
Mo Junlan walked towards Xie Yazheng, then looked down at him condescendingly, his face was cold, and the beautiful arc of the corner of his mouth was slightly curved, and said, "The sky fire on your body can be regarded as interest for the deity."
"No..." Xie Yazheng stared fiercely at Mo Junlan with his eyes, but when he opened his mouth, several teeth fell out, and his embarrassed appearance looked quite funny.
Mo Junlan sneered, and then forcibly took Tianhuo out of Xie Yazheng's body.
After being forcibly taken out of the sky fire, Xie Ya just vomited blood, his face was also gray, and it was obvious that he was not far from death.
Tianhuo was suppressed by Mo Junlan, and he didn't dare to resist at all.
At this time, other people also came down from the air.
Bai Chen looked at Mo Junlan who was standing opposite him, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
Everyone's expressions changed when they saw the fire in Mo Junlan's hands.
At the same time, Ling Xiao also walked to Mo Junlan's side and faced everyone with him.
"Why are they again?" Tao Lingling's expression was complicated.
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