Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

The land of the gods.

Jingguo.

In a city, there is a bustling crowd and a constant flow of traffic, and all you see is a prosperous scene.

At this moment, a young man in green clothes was walking on the official road in the city, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

call--

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and the entire official road was filled with dust and yellow sand!

The young man's eyes narrowed slightly, and his originally calm gaze suddenly became sharp!

"Jingle Bell……"

A clear and pleasant bell sound came from far away.

As the bell rang, the hawkers' cries on the street came to an abrupt halt, and the only sound left in the young man's ears was the ringing of the bell.

"This young master, do you want to count your life?"

The yellow sand dispersed, and an old man appeared not far from the young man, holding a white banner with a black border in his hand, on which were written two lines of large characters: "With a banner in hand, all destiny is calculated."

In addition, the old man held a small copper bell in his other hand and a large cloth bag on his shoulder. At this moment, he was looking at the young man with a smile on his face.

"Are you telling fortunes, or are you trying to take someone's life?"

The young man spoke lightly and looked at the fortune teller calmly.

"If you tell fortunes, then it's just fortune telling. If you don't, it might really cost someone's life!" The old man smiled.

The young man was silent for a moment, then he said, "This is the capital of Jing State, with hundreds of thousands of people. Do you really want to start a war here?"

He had already sensed that there was a formation set up around him, and there were also several other powerful auras looming.

Therefore, it was not only this old fortune teller who wanted to deal with him, but also some other monks.

"It doesn't matter. You are just a mortal. As long as I can capture you and hand you over to the ancestor, what does it matter if I destroy this city?"

The fortune-teller smiled, and then said solemnly: "Zheng Dao, the ancestor has been very kind to you, why do you have to betray the ancestor?"

This young man is none other than Zheng Dao, the direct disciple of the Rutianlu Holy Land!

Of course, he is also Mo Fan’s Water Moon clone!

"You are really a bunch of idiots!"

Mo Fan suddenly laughed, but his laughter was quite cold. He then said to the old man, "You should all be sent by that old man Situ Yunzhen, right?"

"presumptuous!"

"How can you blaspheme our ancestor's name here?"

The fortune-teller's face changed, and he shouted to Mo Fan, "Zheng Dao, it seems that you are determined to betray me and are unwilling to follow me back to the sect!

In that case, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Just a few of you Jindan stage cultivators?"

Mo Fan sneered, and then a golden sword suddenly flew out from between his eyebrows and pierced into the old man's eyebrows almost instantly.

"Well……"

The old man cried out in pain, his entire face almost twisted, and he involuntarily took a few steps back, then growled, "Don't hesitate any longer, activate the Spiritual Soul Locking Formation, and seal this boy!"

As the old man's voice rang out, several terrifying auras suddenly erupted from all around.

boom--

In an instant, terrifying mental power surged like a tsunami, attacking Mo Fan directly!

"You are looking for death!"

Mo Fan roared, and the Tianlu Yanshen Jue evolved again, and the mental killing technique was fully activated. The terrifying power of the spiritual consciousness turned into a golden lightning that went straight into the old man's brow, destroying the other party's sea of ​​consciousness in an instant.

In just a few breaths, the old fortuneteller who had been so arrogant just now was dead!

But at this moment, the terrifying mental force came down like a huge wave, trying to drown Mo Fan.

"kill!"

Mo Fan growled, and at this moment pushed the Tianlu Yanshen Jue to the extreme. His mental power was released, transforming into a sky full of mental swords that directly pierced through the terrifying mental power that was like the sea.

"Oh no, how could Zheng Dao's mental power be so terrifying?"

"He practices the Tianlu Yanshen Jue, one of the three great secret arts of the sect. His mental power is naturally incomparably terrifying, but we are not without a chance of winning. Let's all go all out. If we can't suppress this boy, we will all end up like the fortune-teller!"

"kill……!!"

A group of cultivators used the power of the formation to merge their spiritual powers into one, causing the spiritual wave to tremble violently, and then transformed into a golden cauldron, which came down directly towards Mo Fan!

"roll!"

Mo Fan looked at the cauldron, his eyes suddenly turned red, and the mental power in his sea of ​​consciousness poured out as if it was free, venting out from his brows and transforming into a golden spear that fiercely pierced the cauldron.

when--

The cauldron shook, but did not break. Instead, it erupted with even more terrifying mental power, trying to shatter the spear.

"Damn it!"

“These guys’ mental strength is obviously not as strong as mine, but they can use this formation to burst out terrifying mental strength to fight against me!

This must be the work of that old ghost Situ Yunzhen!"

Mo Fan gritted his teeth and used all his strength to activate his spiritual killing technique to resist the power of the formation. At the same time, he was also glad that he left first, otherwise he might have followed in the footsteps of his senior brothers before him.

Half a year ago, he was ordered by Situ Yunzhen to take on a series of sect missions and leave Tianlu Holy Land.

In fact, accepting the mission was just a cover. What he really had to do was not to do those so-called missions, but to leave Tianlu Holy Land!

Because Mo Fan knew very well what Situ Yunzhen was planning. He simply wanted to use the Heavenly Demon Thousand Illusion Seed to madly absorb the power of other cultivators in a very short period of time, and finally pick this "seed" of his without anyone noticing!

But unfortunately, Mo Fan knew Situ Yunzhen's purpose from the beginning, and destroyed the seed at the beginning. Naturally, he could not go back, and instead tried to stay away from Tianlu Holy Land.

What Mo Fan didn't expect was that Situ Yunzhen had actually sent people to follow him secretly. Seeing that Mo Fan not only did not carry out the sect's missions, but was suspected of fleeing Jingguo, Situ Yunzhen immediately sent some of his registered disciples to "persuade" Mo Fan to return.

But how could Mo Fan go back after finally escaping from the tiger's den?

Just like that, after killing some so-called registered disciples, Mo Fan completely broke with Situ Yunzhen, which led to the current scene.

In fact, this was not the first time Mo Fan encountered an ambush. He had encountered it several times before, but he solved it every time.

And in the continuous battles, his strength has increased rapidly!

Even his mental strength was many times stronger than before, so much so that he could now control these two bodies at the same time.

This time, it was the most dangerous ambush Mo Fan had ever encountered, but he did not feel any fear. Instead, it aroused the fighting spirit in his heart. He used the mental killing technique to fight against the formation, and then used all his strength to activate the Nine Heavens Yin Thunder Technique.

"Rumble--"

Soon, endless dark thunder appeared and, under Mo Fan's control, blasted towards the surroundings like a ball of lightning!

Mo Fan’s idea was simple. Since these guys could only barely fight him with the help of the formation, he might as well destroy the formation!

The result was as he wished. Although the Nine Heavens Yin Thunder Art was not as good as the three peerless skills of the Tianlu Holy Land, it was also one of the top skills with enormous power. It broke the so-called spiritual soul-locking formation in almost an instant.

"puff--"

The great formation was broken, and a group of Jindan cultivators were the first to suffer the backlash. They vomited blood and were all terrified.

"Oh no, that guy is coming out!"