Asking About Longevity Chapter 752

Chapter 752 Want to run?

The sun is shining brightly from the sky into the mountain forest. It is cut into tiny spots of light by the overlapping branches and leaves of the forest, seeps into the forest, and falls on the ground, mottled.

 There is a thick accumulation of fallen leaves on the ground.

 This is a dense, vast and inaccessible mountain forest.

Mo Hua compared the map in his mind and roughly judged the direction.

The mountain forest here is located at the junction of the outer mountains and some dangerous mountains in the inner mountains. It is very remote. There are not many monsters and beasts in sight, and it is also far from the mountain gate.

 Back and forth, the journey is too long and takes too long.

 So ordinary disciples would never go here to hunt monsters.

There was a faint mist floating in the forest, mixed with pungent miasma, and the atmosphere was dead and somewhat depressing.

Mo Hua and the others followed the pink blood stains on the ground and the traces of the monster being dragged, step by step, deeper into the forest.

 After a cup of tea, the blood stains disappeared.

 The mountains, rocks, vegetation and trees on the ground are a mess, and no traces can be seen.

Situ Jian and others looked at Mo Hua silently.

Linghu smiled without knowing why, and also looked at the ink painting.

Mo Hua lowered his head, his eyes suddenly became dark and deep, lines of heaven appeared in his eyes, and the lines of cause and effect in front of him gradually became entangled.

 A scarlet qi machine slowly emerged and floated into the distance.

 The ink painting followed a finger and said:

 “This way.”

 After saying that, Mo Hua took the lead and walked deep into the mountain forest along the direction of cause and effect.

Situ Jian and others followed him as if it were a matter of course.

 Only Linghuxiao was a little confused.

 “How can you tell this?”

Seeing that Mo Hua and the others were almost walking away, Linghu Xiao couldn't ask further questions, so he could only follow them silently.

After walking like this for a while, Mo Hua suddenly stopped and said with a slightly solemn expression:

 “Be careful, it's just ahead.”

Situ Jian and others looked stern and nodded.

Linghu smiled and was startled, but he still didn't understand.

How can this be seen?

His sword heart is clear, his perception itself is very strong, and his spiritual consciousness is not weak, but now there is no trace at all within the scope of his spiritual consciousness.

 Mo Hua has already discovered the enemy?

How strong is his spiritual consciousness?

Linghuxiao was secretly frightened, but in this case, he could only suppress the doubts in his heart.

Under the guidance of Mo Hua, several people restrained their breath, held their breath, and walked lightly. They walked like this for a while before Linghu Xiao's pupils narrowed.

 He felt a powerful aura.

This aura, mixed with the **** demonic aura, made his sword heart tremble slightly.

After walking a few more steps, Situ Jian and others also noticed the ferocious aura, and their expressions became solemn.

On the contrary, Mo Hua looked as usual. He stopped when he was a hundred feet away, turned around and made a gesture, which meant that everyone should hide.

A few people found a big tree with thick bushes, hid behind the tree, and looked forward through the dense forest.

In the distance, in front of a few ancient trees hugging each other, a slender and charming fox demon with red hair and pink demon blood fell to the ground, dead.

 It is the **** fox.

Beside Xue Meihu, there was a tall "monster" wrapped in a black robe, whose face and body could not be seen clearly.

This monster is lying next to the Xue Meihu, eating the demon blood, swallowing the demon blood, making crunching sounds from its mouth, and breathing like a wild beast.

 Eating monsters alive?

Mo Hua and others all looked a little solemn.

Hao Xuangang wanted to speak, but Mo Hua made a "silence" gesture, then waved his hand, led everyone away, and then nodded, indicating that everyone could talk.

Hao Xuan lowered his voice and said:

"What is this?"

 “Is it a human? Or a monster?”

“Or...is it a demon cultivator?”

 “Maybe it's a demon cultivator…” Situ Jian also whispered.

"Do you know how to distinguish a demon cultivator?" Hao Xuan asked again, "In other words, what is the difference between a demon cultivator and a demon cultivator?"

Situ Jian and others were a little stunned.

Usually, demon cultivators and demon cultivators are lumped together, and they can't tell the specific differences between them.

  Anyway, according to Taoist laws, both demon cultivators and demon cultivators must be killed.

Seeing that they didn't understand, Mo Hua thought for a moment and said:

"According to the classification of Daotingsi, demon cultivators actually refer to 'devil cultivators', which is a collective term for monks who practice evil and heretical practices, including but not limited to demon cultivators, corpse cultivators, evil cultivators, ghost cultivators, demon cultivators, etc. wait…"

“And according to the way of practice, different categories of demonic practice are different.”

“The demon cultivator eats human flesh, the corpse cultivator cultivates human corpses, the evil cultivator harvests vitality, the ghost cultivator cultivates the soul, and the demon cultivator mainly **** and extracts the spiritual power of others.”

“Because the demon cultivator is the most powerful and most other demon cultivators are attached to the demon cultivator sect, so the monks who are generally demonic cultivators are also called demon cultivators…”

These were all obtained from Uncle Gu Changhuai when Mo Hua was offering rewards in order to "slay demons and eliminate demons" more professionally.

Hao Xuan nodded and praised:

 “Senior brother, you know so much.”

Then he wondered: "Then this 'monster' eats monsters instead of humans. What kind of thing is it?"

Situ Jian shook his head, "Who says he has never eaten humans? Monsters can be eaten alive, let alone humans."

"And it seems that there is something wrong with its spiritual consciousness. Its demonic nature overwhelms its human nature?"

Mo Hua nodded slightly, "Yes."

He could feel that although this "monster" was sane, the fluctuations of his spiritual thoughts were extremely disordered. It seemed that the demonic power was retrograde and his mind was disordered, turning him into a beast for a while.

Situ Jian asked: "What should we do now?"

He looked at the monster that tore apart monsters with its bare hands and swallowed flesh and blood again, frowning, "Looking at the aura, I'm afraid it has the strength of the late stage of foundation building, so it won't be easy to deal with..."

Mo Hua stared at the monster for a moment, weighed it in his mind, and his eyes turned cold:

"killed!"

Situ Jian asked: "Aren't you going to leave anyone alive?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "This monster is too strong. We are not qualified to keep him alive. We must kill him if we take action. There can be no hesitation."

“Furthermore, if it is a demon cultivator and is left alive, we may not be able to find out anything.”

"If it really has a secret, even if it dies, the body will still be able to 'speak'."

 Everyone looked at each other, nodded and said solemnly:

"good!"

Mo Hua thought about it for a moment, then explained his plan concisely and concisely. Then he looked at Linghuxiao and warned:

"Linghu, your swordsmanship is very strong, but don't show off. You must act according to the plan and cooperate with Situ and the others."

 Linghuxiao looked arrogant, but still nodded sensibly.

Although he is warlike, he can still distinguish priorities.

 Then everyone started to act according to the plan.

Mo Hua and Hao Xuan set up formations around them separately.

The monster was insane, greedy for blood, and only cared about eating flesh and blood without noticing anything unusual.

 After setting up the formation, Mo Hua winked at Linghuxiao.

Linghu Xiao slowly drew the sword, the aura around his body rose, the spiritual power flowed from the meridians, stimulating the sword aura, his eyes became brighter and brighter, as sharp as the light of the sword.

 In the oppressive mountain forest, the murderous intent of the sword gradually spread.

 When his sword energy accumulated to a certain level, the "monster" who was devouring the monster seemed to be aware of it.

 The speed of its eating has slowed down.

After being stunned for a moment, the monster suddenly turned its head and looked at Linghu Xiao.

Hunted by the black robe, the monster's face was blank, except for its two eyes with vertical pupils, which revealed a bloodthirsty light.

Linghu Xiao felt a chill in his heart, but at the same time, his sword energy had also been condensed to the extreme.

The simple moonlight long sword pointed forward, and a surging and bright sword energy shot out of the air, like a string of moonlight, with a fierce murderous intention, and killed the monster.

This sword is extremely powerful.

The sword light was approaching. Even though this monster was powerful, its remaining instincts forced it to avoid its sharp edge.

 The monster tried to crawl away as soon as its limbs touched the ground.

At this moment, Mo Hua pointed his finger, and a ray of blue water appeared, suddenly condensing into prisons, locking the monster's body.

 Water Prison Technique!

 Although it only took a few breaths for the monster to break free from the Water Prison Technique, it was still delayed for a moment.

 After delaying this little time, Linghuxiao's Chongxu Sword Light, which he unleashed with all his strength, has already arrived.

 Just like the moon reflected in the water on the lake.

 The sword light breaks through the flesh body.

The cold and ethereal sword light struck directly on the monster's back, splitting its black robe and its flesh.

 Black blood spattered in all directions.

The monster roared, and a violent aura swept outwards with a fishy wind.

The pupils of Mo Hua's group shrank.

 What a powerful demonic power!

The black robe was split open by the sword energy, and the monster was revealed.

 As expected, he is a demon cultivator!

Although it was lying on the ground on all fours, it could still clearly see the human shape. Under the black robe, the exposed flesh was reddish brown and mixed with long hair.

 Its hands, like monster beasts, turned into sharp claws.

The head is still wrapped in a black robe, but it has a canine-like mouth, ferocious eyes, and no consciousness. The whole person is like a demonized "werewolf".

Mo Hua shouted in a deep voice:

 “Brother Yang!”

Yang Qianjun rushed out in response, his spear pierced the air, holding a bit of golden light, and went straight for the demon cultivator's throat.

 He wears a set of customized armor.

This set of armor is called Yunshan Armor. It has cloud patterns on it and is as motionless as a mountain. It has wind formations and earth and stone formations engraved inside. It has strong defense and does not affect the speed of movement.

Although Yang Qianjun is also a physical practitioner, his routine is different from Cheng Mo's.

 Cheng Mo can carry and fight, so he is suitable for wearing heavy armor and working alone.

Yang Qian was born as a Taoist soldier and was better at close-quarters guerrilla warfare.

At this time, Cheng Mo was injured, and Yang Qianjun could only rely on him in the front.

Although there is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, Yang Qianjun does not need to fight to the death with this demon cultivator to decide the outcome.

 Just focus on defense and attack as a supplement, and stay close to hold the demon cultivator back.

The demon cultivator was held back by Yang Qianjun.

It waved its sharp claws and pounced like a wolf demon, but due to its mental disorder and only instinct, Yang Qianjun always avoided it with his rich experience.

Unable to escape, Yang Qianjun relied on Yunshan armor to resist.

Although every time I resisted, my blood would surge and my body would hurt, but I could still hold on for a short period of time.

 In the distance, Situ Jian and Linghu Xiao began to activate their sword energy to attack.

The Lihuo Sword Qi and the Chongxu Sword Qi streaked through the air, intertwining with each other, constantly strangling the flesh and blood of the demon cultivator.

 The melee in the mountains and forests suddenly became fierce.

 The demon cultivator's injuries gradually worsened.

 But the one who cannot hold on first must be Yang Qianjun.

 It is too strenuous to contend with this powerful demon cultivator head-on, and one must concentrate with all one's concentration and consciousness without any slack.

Once a flaw is revealed, the consequences will be disastrous.

The demon cultivator's injuries worsened, and he became mad. The faster he attacked, the more fierce he became.

Yang Qianjun gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on. Although Mo Hua assisted with magic and involved the demon cultivator's attack, he was almost reaching his limit.

Upon seeing this, Mo Hua shouted:

 “Hao Xuan.”

Hao Xuan immediately took out a demon pill and crushed it.

This elixir is made from the poisonous cordyceps and has a rancid smell. Like the cordyceps, it can attract monsters.

 The demonic pill was crushed, and the fishy smell spread.

The "demonized" demon cultivator, almost instinctively, was pulled by it and stopped moving.

 It sniffed the air, saliva mixed with demon blood flowed out, and then a pair of blood-red eyes locked on Hao Xuan instantly.

Hao Xuan felt his hair standing on end and ran away without any hesitation.

In just a moment, the demon cultivator roared and charged towards Hao Xuan with the fishy wind. Yang Qianjun got some time to breathe and immediately meditated and took pills to restore his spiritual power.

On the other side, the demon cultivator was extremely fast, and Hao Xuan also pushed his body skills to the extreme and ran as fast as he could.

 But he was not fleeing aimlessly.

Instead, he followed Mo Hua's instructions and led the demon cultivator to the formation that had been arranged around him.

 After a while, the surrounding formations were triggered one by one.

 There are both trapping formations such as quicksand formation, earthen prison formation, and golden lock formation, as well as killing formations such as earth fire formation, earth killing formation, and golden blade formation.

 In the deep forest, rumbling sounds came one after another.

The trees shook, the grass and rocks rolled, and the light of the Five Elements and Bagua spiritual power kept flickering on and off.

 Linghu smiled and looked distracted.

Even Situ Jian and the others, who are familiar with ink painting, were shocked to see it.

 Senior brother, how many secondary formations have been buried...

 Ink paintings indeed bury a lot of formations.

And among them, most of the second-level high-level entry formations of the seventeen lines are mixed.

In order to keep a low profile, Mo Hua usually uses second-grade mid-level formations for his fellow disciples.

 When he himself used the seventeen-line high-level formation, he secretly mixed it into the second-level mid-level formation.

 In this way, there will occasionally be a few formations that are powerful and "look" very strong.

 But other disciples only "see" with their eyes, and they don't know that it contains high-level formations.

Of course, the use of formations itself has limitations.

Situ and the others cannot use the second-grade high-level formation for the time being.

The demon cultivator was led by Hao Xuanyong and traveled through the mountains and forests. After repeated rounds of formation bombings, he was scarred and turned from a werewolf into a half-burnt "wild dog".

 With a final thump, he fell to his knees.

Yang Qianjun immediately wanted to rush forward and finish him off completely, but was stopped by Mo Hua.

 “It's cheating death.”

Yang Qianjun was startled.

Situ Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, "If it fakes its death, doesn't it mean..."

Mo Hua nodded, "The demon has receded and its reason has returned."

Situ Jian understood, and immediately condensed a blazing Lihuo sword light, which went straight to the heart of the demon cultivator lying on the ground, seemingly dying.

Not to be outdone, Linghu Xiao took action almost at the same time, sending a flash of sword light straight towards the demon cultivator's forehead.

 The demon cultivator who fell to the ground suddenly opened his eyes.

Those ferocious, animalistic eyes have lost their ferocity and become more cunning.

 A bunch of cunning little devils!

It cursed in its heart.

 But two sharp sword lights struck, and it had to hide.

The demon cultivator got down on all fours, pounced, rolled on the ground, dodged two fatal sword rays, and then slowly stood up.

 In a dimly lit mountain forest.

 The figure of the demon cultivator became shorter and shorter, and finally the "demon transformation" completely faded away and turned into a tall "monk".

 His black robe was torn and bruised all over.

Only his face, covered by messy and noisy long hair, could only be seen with a pair of greedy eyes.

Mo Hua asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why are you in Demon Refining Mountain?"

 The demon cultivator smiled coldly, looked sinisterly, and did not answer.

Mo Huaben didn't expect him to answer either.

 He just asked in passing.

 Unless this demon cultivator is really a "retarded", it would be impossible for him to tell the details of his origins so simply.

Mo Hua immediately took action, and a fireball flew out by mistake and went straight to the demon cultivator.

At the same time, Linghu Xiao, Yang Qianjun, Situ Jian and Hao Xuan took action together.

 With five against one, the two sides instantly engaged in a melee.

Mo Hua is from the same sect, hunting monsters all year round, and they work together tacitly.

Although Linghuxiao is a disciple of Chongxu Clan, he has also been among the disciples of Taixu Clan for a while, and he knows a little bit about Mo Hua and their usual tactics.

Moreover, he was already a talented swordsman. In just a few rounds, he gradually became familiar with the cooperation between offense and defense.

 As for the demon cultivator, his demonic appearance has faded away, and his strength has been greatly reduced.

Moreover, he had been "baptized" by the formation before and was seriously injured.

 At this time, he fought with Mo Hua and others again. Spears, sword energy, and spells took turns taking turns, and they were overwhelmed.

Within only about ten rounds, the team's decline was fully evident, and they were suppressed at every turn, almost passively being beaten.

 The demon cultivator felt a chill in his heart.

 Going to lose!

 In another twenty rounds at most, you will definitely lose!

At the thought of this, the demon cultivator no longer held back his hand, bit the tip of his tongue, swallowed a little blood essence, and then the demonic lines suddenly lit up on his arms.

Mo Hua was startled for a moment, and then his pupils trembled.

This is…

 Demon pattern? !

 “Be careful!” Mo Hua said immediately.

Yang Qianjun, whose spear was as powerful as a dragon and wanted to attack the demon cultivator, immediately became vigilant after hearing this. He turned from attack to defense, holding his spear horizontally in front of his chest.

The demon cultivator's demonic pattern on his right hand flashed, and then his arm suddenly swelled, like a ferocious wolf's claws, entwined with powerful demonic power, and he suddenly tore at Yang Qianjun.

This claw is extremely powerful.

Yang Qianjun couldn't resist, his spear was knocked away, the armor on his chest was torn, and his body flew out and fell to the ground.

 The demon cultivator took a step forward, stepped forward, and wanted to finish off Yang Qianjun's life.

 Situ Jian and others immediately stepped forward to provide support.

But when the demon was halfway through his training, he suddenly dodged and took advantage of Situ Jian and others who wanted to support him, and instead attacked Situ Jian.

Situ Jian was unable to resist.

 Linghu smiled at the side and immediately activated a rush of sword energy to kill the demon cultivator.

The demon cultivator made a "tsk" sound and could only drop the Situ sword. The demonic arm was raised horizontally to block the sword energy.

 The sword energy broke through the flesh of his arm.

However, after activating the demon pattern, the demonized arm has surging demon power and hard flesh. Even if it took the sword energy forcefully, it did not leave too serious injuries.

 But the demon cultivator knew that it was over.

If you continue to entangle yourself, even if you kill a kid or two, you will end up here.

 You can die yourself, but you must not die here.

 Let's not leave any bodies behind!

The demon cultivator gave Linghuxiao and the others a vicious look, recorded this account in his heart, and then turned around and left without any nostalgia.

 “Don't even think about escaping!”

Situ Jian looked slightly angry when he saw this. He immediately activated Lihuo Sword Qi, condensed a fiery red sword light, and went straight towards the demon cultivator.

The sword was so fast that the demon cultivator had no time to dodge and was hit in the back by the sword.

The demon cultivator staggered two steps, endured the injury, cursed, and continued to run away.

At the same time, Linghuxiao had already gathered his sword energy, and then pointed a little.

The sharp sword energy shot out of the air and went straight for the demon cultivator's legs, hoping to use this to destroy the evil beast's legs and keep them.

The demon cultivator's eyes were slightly shaken, but he sneered to himself, and then he turned around like a wolf dog and jumped up, just as he was about to avoid the rushing sword energy.

At this moment, Mo Hua made a point out of thin air and used the Water Prison Technique.

 This water prison technique was extremely precise, and it immobilized the demon for a moment.

 The demon cultivator's expression changed.

 What the **** is this disgusting spell!

It struggled to break free, and the water prison technique was broken.

But the rushing sword energy also came in an instant. The demon cultivator tried his best to dodge, but still couldn't completely dodge. The sword light passed close to it and missed its thigh, but it still left a blood mark on its calf.

 The demon cultivator was extremely angry.

Sooner or later, I will cut these troublesome little devils into pieces!

It ignored its image, endured its injuries, and used all four limbs together, like a wolf dog, running wildly, and with a few dodgers, it escaped dozens of feet away.

Linghuxiao tried again to condense the Chongxu Sword Qi and keep the demon cultivator behind, but found that he could not raise his hand. The demon cultivator was like a wild beast and had already fled far away.

The mountains and forests are layered upon layers, and the figure of the demon cultivator is gradually getting further and further away.

At this distance, his consciousness cannot be locked at all.

He could only watch the demon cultivator disappear from sight little by little.

 Linghu Xiao was unwilling to accept it, and looked annoyed. After a moment, he suddenly froze.

 He found that there was an aura of gold and stone sword energy beside him.

 This sword energy is very familiar.

Linghuxiao turned around and saw that at some point, Mo Hua had taken out a golden spirit sword.

This spiritual sword is rough in shape and weird in appearance, but it has a strange murderous intent.

 “Want to run?”

Mo Hua's eyes were slightly cold, and then his pupils turned black instantly, and his eyes were as deep as pool water.

 Powerful spiritual thoughts, like tentacles, firmly control the spiritual sword in front of him.

At the same time, his spiritual consciousness also locked tightly on the figure of the demon cultivator escaping east and west a hundred and fifty feet away.

"go!"

Mo Hua said softly.

 The next moment, profound spiritual fluctuations spread.

The spiritual sword buzzed, and suddenly turned into a golden light. At an incredible speed, it shot out of the air, shuttled through the forest, drew a sharp and bright golden line, and headed straight for the fleeing demon cultivator.

The demon cultivator fled farther and farther away, and he was about to escape, and he just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief.

 Suddenly, warning signs appeared.

  It was as if there was a terrifying consciousness that locked onto him.

At the same time, a sharp-edged, cold and treacherous murderous intent came straight towards him at an extremely fast speed.

"what happened?!"

 The demon cultivator was shocked.

It turned its head to see if there was anything behind it, and then it saw that deadly golden light.

This is... sword light?

 Sword-riding? !

The demon cultivator's pupils trembled sharply. In the blink of an eye, he activated the demon marks on his right arm to the extreme, blocking his head and chest with surging demon power and demonized flesh.

 Then, the golden sword hit, and golden light bloomed.

 The sword energy raged, the spiritual sword shattered, and a ball of blood mist exploded under the strangulation between the two.

The demon cultivator felt unable to open his eyes, and his right arm felt like it had been cut into pieces by "thousands of knives." The pain was heartbreaking.

 The strong sword energy impacted its body.

After it endured the severe pain and came to its senses, it realized that it had been knocked back more than ten feet by the sword.

 And its right arm is gone.

The lower half of his body was covered in blood, as if it had been eaten by hundreds of monsters.

The demon cultivator's eyes were horrified, he endured the severe pain, took his last breath, crawled into the dense forest, and disappeared.

In less than ten breaths, Mo Hua used Water Step and rushed over.

 The sword energy exploded, and there was blood all over the ground, but the figure of the demon cultivator disappeared.

Mo Hua let go of his consciousness and searched for a moment. Suddenly he let out a soft "eh", then walked to the corner of the forest and dug out a small **** arm from the earth and rocks.

 This is the arm of the demon cultivator.

Most of its right arm was crushed by the sword energy and exploded into blood mist, leaving only this small part.

 On this part of the arm, there are still vague demonic patterns.

Mo Hua stared at Yao Wen for a few times, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes gradually brightened.

 “As expected…”

 “Four Elephant Formation Patterns!”

 (End of this chapter)

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