Chapter 386: Mocha Realm, Nirvana’s clone comes to die!
The Manka man was several thousand feet tall, with black scales all over his body, even his cheeks.
A pair of scarlet eyes flashed with coldness as they looked at Xiang Zhili and Feng Feng, and they said disdainfully,
"It's not easy? Then don't do it."
Along with the cold voice came a sharp fist.
Finally you are here.
Xiang Zhili and Feng Feng smiled strangely and said in unison,
"Do it!"
Xiang Zhili rubbed his hands together and a simple long sword appeared. After spinning two and a half circles, a flash of sword light appeared in front of his fist.
Coincidentally, a round bead flashed synchronously next to it.
A gust of wind suddenly blew, and when it passed through the bead, it suddenly became stronger, forming visible waves that swept past.
Facing the ancient treasure attacks of the two, he did not dodge or evade. When the two collided, there was a moment of stalemate.
Then, two ancient treasures shone brightly, and there were crackling and banging sounds of metal colliding. The wind cracked, the sword flew backwards, and the fists continued to swing as if unaffected.
Xiang Zhili and Feng Feng saw this and quickly dodged. However, before the first punch arrived, another one came.
For a moment, the two men turned into lights and dodged in a slightly awkward and thrilling manner, seemingly unable to resist at all.
This is impossible!
While dodging, the two men stared at their undamaged fists, their scalps tingling and their hearts shaking.
You have to know that the status of the Manka world and the human world is the same, and the demon in front of them has the same cultivation level as them, but why can't they defeat it even if they join forces?
There is weirdness.
The two of them secretly exchanged glances, tacitly offered up a token, and injected spiritual power at the same time.
Please help me, Brother Li!
Suddenly, a beam of light fell from the sky.
The eyebrows of the monk Manka were twitching wildly, and his body was faster than his reaction, so he retreated more than twenty miles away.
In the blink of an eye, he was already four hundred miles away, looking like he had run away.
However, Xiang Zhili and Feng Feng disagreed.
When the beam of light landed on the ground, it instantly turned into countless golden vertical poles, spreading in all directions.
No one could see clearly how it was done, but in the blink of an eye, the thousands-foot-tall Manka Divine Transformation Monk was sealed in a cage.
The other party raised his head and roared, the blood in his eyes spread throughout his eye sockets, and he pulled his arms horizontally to try to pull open the vertical bar, but it didn't move.
"Don't waste your energy. Just wait to die."
Feng Feng curled his lips and spoke unhappily.
It's not that he has a bad temper, but although using tokens is quick and effective, and every time an attack is launched, it will also affect their task assessment results, thereby greatly reducing the military merits they gain.
In this case, when will we be able to settle down in Guanjiangkou?
When will I have the opportunity to obtain a higher-level inheritance?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glare fiercely at the Manka demon cultivator. If looks could kill, the opponent would have been riddled with holes long ago.
Xiang Zhili, on the other hand, seemed to be in a slightly calmer state of mind.
In his opinion, although it is a pity, it is safe.
He looked at Feng Feng with amusement, shook his head and advised,
"Okay, let's wrap it up. There's another interface waiting for us."
"I see. It's just a subordinate plane of the ghost world. This is the simplest. We don't even need to do anything. We just need to summon the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
Oh, when will this kind of life end? I really envy Old Man Bai."
"That's what they said, but if they want to join Guanjiangkou, they have to accumulate military merits. But it's hard to say how difficult the competition will be by then."
"Hahaha, that's true."
The two of them were chatting and laughing, but this attitude angered the third person present.
I really look down on demons.
He slowly closed his eyes and made mysterious gestures with his hands with a dexterity beyond the limitations of his body.
The next moment, he opened his eyes again.
There was a hint of confusion in his eyes. He looked around and when he saw the human ants so close, he frowned.
"Humans? Why would humans come to the place where my clone is raised?"
Immediately, he shook his head again and said to himself, "Forget it, we'll find out after we capture him and search his soul."
The figure flickered, and the figure of several thousand feet shrank rapidly to the appearance of an ordinary person. At that time, one of the hands with three heads and six arms stretched out and grabbed Xiang Zhili and the other person.
Xiang Zhili and Feng Feng were very panicked!
The man is gone, but his military achievements remain!
Then they saw that after the other party's black arm touched the vertical bar of the golden cage, there was no movement.
It was like a mortal prisoner struggling helplessly in a prison cart.
Ok?
alive?
The door is not broken?
Three people, two completely different mindsets.
Nirvana looked a little embarrassed. He gripped the vertical pole tightly with his six hands, veins bulging, and pushed hard outwards.
However, the result cannot be described as uneventful, only as static.
The next moment, the vertical pole emitted a golden light, and a long black sail suddenly fell from the sky.
A black vortex appeared in the center of the banner, emitting an infinite gravitational force that made him feel an unprecedented danger.
He frowned for the first time, and was at a loss as to why a Nirvana Saint would be afraid of something that no one was in charge of.
Magical weapon?
"Crack!"
Hearing the sound of a wooden pole cracking, he looked to the side and immediately held his breath, his eyes widened until his eyeballs almost popped out.
My true body in Nirvana actually has a broken arm?
In the eerie silence, only the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was silently operating.
Nirvana looked at the two human ants in front of him and then shook his head. This method was not done by these two people.
So, he looked around, with a probing look in his eyes, and said in a deep voice,
"I wonder which fellow Taoist from the spirit world is here to meet you? You are just a mere human, why do you have to hurt our reputation?"
A moment, one second.
After a moment, there was no answer.
The corner of his mouth twitched, and he was completely embarrassed. Before the Ten Thousand Souls Banner swept his mouth away, he said harshly,
"I have entered Nirvana and am waiting for your arrival!"
After he finished speaking, the last of his flesh and blood turned into a demonic energy and was absorbed into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Only his last bit of stubbornness remained in the air.
"Humph!"
How could he know that the owner of the formation and the magic weapon was happily improving his cultivation and did not hear his polite request at all!
After a moment, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and the cage disappeared simultaneously.
Xiang Zhili and Feng Feng had dazed looks in their eyes, as if they were still in a dream.
"Did I hear correctly? That person just now called himself the Holy Ancestor?"
"I am not mistaken, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner seems to have become stronger again."
The two seemed to have figured something out and their eyes lit up.
Soon, they both had a smaller black long sail in their hands.
"It's a bit expensive. A fifth-level lower-grade Ten Thousand Souls Banner actually requires 100 million combat merits."
"It's okay. This is a special magic weapon that can be upgraded. The fourth level is enough for now."
"There is a good opportunity to upgrade right now."
"hey-hey."
Soon, the two of them fled, transformed into startling rainbows and broke into two huge cities, using their divine powers to control the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and hunt down demon cultivators in the late Jindan stage and above.
It’s not that we don’t want to kill them all, but it’s a mission requirement.
According to the simple explanation in the mission, a number of demon cultivators will be kept here as resources for sustainable development.
After seven full days, the two men's storage bags on their waists were bulging, and they left the giant city with a look of reluctance on their faces.
When they met again, they smiled at each other with their eyes moving slightly.
A panel appeared before their eyes, which only they could see.
【Confirm the settlement task? 】
(End of this chapter)
