Mortals: The Daily Life of Hidden Moon Sect

Chapter 32: Matchmaker Mo Jiao Appears!

"Bang bang bang!"

Fireballs fell continuously, covering the sky and the sun.

Brightly illuminate the dark swamp world.

And when the dense fireballs were about to hit the mud, a black jet of water shot out instantly.

"Zi La! Zi La!"

With the harsh sound of water and fire colliding, a dense cloud of water mist condensed in the air.

Covered the sight of a group of disciples.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Nangong Wan exclaimed: "No, this is not the Black Lin Python!"

As soon as the voice fell, a figure appeared indistinctly in the mist.

"Disperse!"

A female disciple on the thirteenth floor of Qi training at the front waved her right hand to disperse the fog.

A huge jet-black giant snake appeared in front of everyone.

This monster, which looks like a snake but not a snake, is not that big, only four feet long, with two thin tentacles growing on the forehead of the giant snake.

If you don't observe carefully, you won't find it at all.

"Mo Jiao"

Nangong Wan exclaimed, looking at the figure of Mo Jiao below, her eyes were full of surprises.

What surprised him was that this ink jellyfish was so powerful, but what made him happy was that this monster had the word jiao.

Everything is extremely valuable.

"Roar!!"

With a low growl, Mo Jiao turned into a pitch-black phantom, and instantly bit the disciple who had just cast a spell to disperse the dense fog.

With just one bite, it was already torn in half.

The blood mist filled the air, Nangong Wan's pupils shrank slightly, and she hummed softly, "You're looking for death!"

Nangong Wan knew very well that this ink jellyfish was extremely difficult to deal with.

With a strong poison in its body and the blood of a dragon, it is a difficult monster.

"Receive, speed, detain, ban, lock"

Nangong Wanzhu's lips moved slightly, her left hand concentrated her spiritual power, and her left hand continuously controlled the Suzaku Ring in mid-air.

I saw the huge Suzaku ring constantly changing with Nangong Wan's driving.

With a sound of "咻", Suzaku Huan instantly disappeared in place.

And when it reappeared, it had already reached the top of Mo Jiao's head.

Its speed was extremely fast, before Mo Jiao could react, he was firmly trapped by the Suzaku ring.

"Get me down!"

Seeing that Suzaku Huan tightly bound Mo Jiao's body, Nangong Wan pointed towards the ground forcefully.

The Suzaku Ring had a powerful force attached to it, and directly smashed Mo Jiao heavily to the ground.

Fiery flames continued to pour out from the Suzaku ring, burning the ink dragon continuously.

"Hurry up!"

Nangong Wan looked at the many disciples who were stunned in place, and in a panic, she shouted: "I can't last long!"

The magic weapon is extremely powerful, but its consumption is also enormous.

With the spiritual power in Nangong Wan's body now, at most it can only support the magic weapon to display [-]% of its power.

It's not enough to kill this ink dragon at all.

We can only rely on these few disciples who practice the technique of yin and yang traction.

Use the yin and yang pulling technique that is comparable to the blow of a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment to kill this black dragon.

It's a pity that although all of this is imagined very beautifully, those disciples who are at the peak of Qi refining cannot be trusted.

With the casting of the yin-yang traction technique, several red and blue beams of light burst out instantly.

There was a piercing sound of piercing the air, and it landed on Mo Jiao.

"Stab! Stab!"

Following the bombardment of the yin-yang traction technique, palm-sized scars appeared on Mo Jiao's body.

The thick black fog on Mo Jiao's side instantly collided with the light beam.

offset by dense fog,
That move, which was completely comparable to a full-strength blow in the early stage of foundation establishment, left only shallow bloodstains.

This ink dragon really deserves to have the blood of a dragon.

The strength is so strong.

Lin Mo's pupils shrank slightly. If he didn't use Tianleizi and Fubao, it would be extremely difficult to deal with this ink jellyfish.

"Continue to attack, Mo Yun, Mo Jiao's bodyguard, won't last long."

Nangong Wan pursed her lips lightly, staring closely at the Mo Jiao rolling on the ground, and the spiritual power in her body kept pouring into the Suzaku Ring.

Blazing flames continued to pour out from the Suzaku ring.

Burning on the surface of Mo Jiao's body, there was an ear-piercing burning sound.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Mo took his time and controlled the Huanglong Sword in mid-air.

From time to time, he stabbed towards Mo Jiao.

His eyes continued to look around, but he did not find Han Li.

Otherwise, with this sixth child around, I would never feel at ease.

"Woooo!"

At the same time, there was a wailing sound, and the thick fog around Mo Jiao's body dissipated.

A blood hole the size of a bowl appeared on Mo Jiao's body.

Bright red blood kept dripping out from the wound.

Mo Jiao was suffering from pain, and looked extra crazy, his blood red pupils stared at the disciples of the Moon Sect in the distance.

"Be careful, I can't trap Mo Jiao anymore!"

Nangong Wan's spiritual power was exhausted, so she hurriedly reminded the disciples of the Moon Sect below.

"Clap!"

I saw that Mo Jiao's whole body was suddenly covered by a layer of black mist, and he broke free from the shackles of the Suzaku ring in an instant, and jumped out of it.

When the black mist dissipated, there was only one pitch-black scale left.

And that Mo Jiao has long since disappeared.

"This!"

Looking at the Mo Jiao who disappeared without a trace, Nangong Wan's face was snow-white, and her consciousness kept sweeping towards the surroundings.

Want to find out the trace of this ink flood dragon.

"Could it have evolved?"

Nangong Wan had a very terrible idea deep in her heart.

"there!"

Nangong Wan reacted quickly, and immediately spotted Mo Jiao who was lying in the mud and wanted to sneak attack.

It's just that Mo Jiao's body is white at this time, and his body has grown to seven feet, and the original injured place is already intact.

A pair of snow-white claws grew out of its abdomen.

It has transformed from a snake to a dragon.

"Quickly get out!"

Nangong Wan's eyes flickered, and she immediately shouted to the disciples below: "You are definitely not its opponent!"

While speaking, Nangong Wan kept driving the Suzaku ring in front of her, and said in her mouth: "I can entangle it, you all retreat first!"

Seeing how powerful Mo Jiao is, the ancestor spoke like this again.

The disciples of the Moon Sect naturally stopped hesitating and turned around and left.

Looking at the running disciples of the Moon Sect, Lin Mo's face was indifferent, and he followed at the end unhurriedly.

According to the plot, the younger sister in the "Yue Shuangjiao" will use a talisman to seal the entrance of the cave.

Everyone wanted to run away, how could the vengeful Mo Jiao let the disciple of the Moon Sect go?
"puff!"

Mo Jiao's mouth opened slightly, and a ball of purple venom suddenly spewed out from Mo Jiao's mouth, and sprinkled on the disciples of the Moon Sect.

"Run!"

Nangong Wan's complexion changed slightly, and she quickly reminded loudly: "Don't answer!"

The moment Lin Mo saw the venom, Lin Mo quickly ran behind without hesitation.

Are you kidding me, Mo Jiao's strength has already evolved at this time, and his strength is already comparable to that of a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

If it is touched by this venom, there is really no possibility of survival.

Under the blessing of the cloud treading boots, Lin Mo appeared tens of meters away with a slight sway.

It's just that other disciples are not so lucky.

The four disciples who walked slower directly used defensive magic weapons.

Various defensive light curtains enveloped the whole body.

(End of this chapter)