Clouds of black mist seeped out of Mo Juren's pores and quickly became sticky.

This black mist was much thicker than when Han Li first saw it, almost becoming a hideous black ghost mask!

"Seven Ghost Eaters!"

Mo Juren shouted, and seven sharp blade daggers were inserted into his body in a trance, and seven ghost heads were condensed, bulging blood-red eyes, cracking his mouth, and constantly sucking something into the air.

"Senior! Mo Juren is casting a spell right now, and he is very fragile, if you can interrupt it, he will definitely die! Yu Zitong said eagerly, it was not that he had no confidence in the foundation building, but in Han Li himself, this stinky boy, no matter how high his cultivation was, he was just a little baby, and it was easy to be fooled by Mo Juren, an old treacherous and cunning man.

He Yu Zitong is also a monk of the seventh layer of qi refining, although he is addicted to the mundane world, he has also lived for dozens of years, although he is not as cunning as Mo Juren, he can be regarded as an old scheming.

As long as he could recover all his cultivation, even if he faced Han Li in the foundation building period, it was not impossible for him to deal with it if he used other means.

Seeing that Mo Juren was about to recover his full victory, no, it was far beyond his state during the total victory, and his heart was anxious.

"If you interrupt, you will die?"

Facing such an aggressive Mo Juren, Han Li could only sigh and say, "Mo Lao, you are so bent on going your own way for the sake of death, it seems that you are ready to become enlightened." ”

Killer Master, I didn't expect him Han Li's First Tribulation to be a Killer!

Compared with the Peach Blossom Festival in the rain, his catastrophe is too heavy.

However, if he didn't even survive this calamity, he knew that he would never want to go to the immortal cultivation realm to experience, and the deceitful, cold and cruel of the immortal cultivation world would definitely be a hundred times better than now!

Han Li no longer hesitated, his left hand used his internal force, and his right hand laid out the spiritual power, and he actually embodied a green sword.

One took off and went straight to Mo Juren.

Mo Juren was at a critical moment, he didn't expect that the weevil-worthy iron slave would be defeated without even dragging half a stick of incense, but the current situation no longer allowed him to stop the secret technique, and he could only watch Han Li rush towards him with his sword.

"Phew!"

Han Li's sword directly slashed a sharp blade on Mo Juren's shoulder, and the ghost head formed on it suddenly roared wildly, and his voice was evil and miserable, as if it came from the Netherworld and made people fearful.

But Han Li didn't care about it, and immediately slashed out several swords in succession, each sword hitting the sharp blade that Mo Juren was inserting into his body.

Bang! Bang! Bang......

In the blink of an eye, all the blades snapped in response, and the handlebars fell to the ground, leaving only the dagger body still stuck in Mo Juren's body.

"Wow Wow ......"

The seven ghost heads had no medium, and the miserable sound instantly turned into a ghost cry, as if they were crying out the regret that they hadn't grown up yet, and as if they were complaining about Han Li for killing them.

After succeeding, Han Li immediately retreated a few meters and returned to Yu Zitong's side, asking, "This time Mo Lao's secret technique has been broken, right?" Will he die? ”

"Definitely, this secret technique can only be used by immortal cultivators, and it is thanks to his deep internal strength that he can barely use it." Yu Zitong didn't mind mentioning the flaws of this secret technique at all: "But don't worry, senior, no matter whether he succeeds or not, he is destined to die if he uses it in a mortal body, it's just a matter of time." ”

Such a vicious person, Han Li silently thought in his heart.

It is not difficult to think that this secret technique must have been learned by Yu Zitong to trick Mo Lao, and from the very beginning, Yu Zitong was with Mo Lao Xu.

It's just that Han Li didn't know Yu Zitong's true purpose, if he wanted Mo Lao to die, then he would definitely not be able to live as a monk with only the Yuan God left, but he obviously wanted Mo Lao to die, and he was committed to seeking his own refuge, was there anything hidden in this?

"Han Li!"

Suddenly, a hoarse shout interrupted Han Li's thoughts.

Mo Juren's prestige has been greatly reduced, at this moment, he is already excavating more qi and entering less qi, the ghost head at the seven daggers on his body has dissipated, and even the ghost mask formed by the black mist on his head is only looming, and it is pitiful.

"I know I'm going to die if I fail in my secret technique, but I don't regret it."

Mo Juren mustered up his strength, although the spell cast just now was interrupted, he also borrowed a little mana, and he would not die like this for a while, and he could still last for a while.

I saw that he seemed to be finally relieved and smiled at the sky, and then looked at Han Li carefully and sighed: "You are worthy of being my apprentice, you are a little more courageous than I was back then, but you have to be careful of this Yu Zitong beside you!" ”

"Fart! Mo Juren, you dare to talk nonsense when you are dying, senior, this guy is extremely evil, and he may dig a pit for you before he dies, but don't believe his provocation! Yu Zitong hurriedly retorted and explained that if Mo Juren was asked to say something that should not be said, then he would definitely be worried about his life.

"Shut up! I don't have the right to talk to Mo Lao! If you dare to speak again, I will destroy you directly! ”

Han Li glared coldly, and his palm was raised by a few centimeters, as if Yu Zitong would be killed with the power of thunder if he dared to say a word more.

This frightened Yu Zitong, and even the ball of light shrunk, hiding in the corner, trembling.

"The matter has come to this, and I have nothing to say, I only hate that God brought me such a catastrophe when I was about to show my ambitions in the prime of life."

Mo Juren paced slowly, walked to a Taishi chair and lay down, the earlier one was broken by him with internal force, and I don't know how long it took to replace it.

"Han Li, I don't have much time left, I have a request, I hope you can grant it."

Han Li thought of the grace of the teaching, and said in a deep voice, "Okay. ”

"I'm not from Jingzhou, but the founder of the Surprise Jiao Club, one of the three tyrants in Lanzhou, now that I've been away for almost ten years, I don't know what will happen to the Surprise Jiao, I hope you can take the time to go for me once, see how they are doing, if it's not good, I hope you can help take care of one or two ......"

Mo Juren swayed on the Taishi chair, his voice getting weaker and weaker, and his breath getting smaller and smaller.

"Mo Lao, don't worry, I'll go and see it in a few days."

Mo Juren's request was not excessive, Han Li happened to be going to the Immortal Cultivation Realm to have a look, and he would be able to handle the matter by the way.

"It's... Be...... My suicide note, you ......"

Mo Juren exerted enough strength, took out a piece of letter paper from his arms, his hand stopped in mid-air, and before he could hand it to Han Li, he died of rage and closed his eyes.

Han Li sighed, under his divine sense, Mo Lao really lost his life fluctuations, and his soul returned to the underworld.

He walked forward in two steps, picked up the letter paper that Mo Juren was holding in his hand and looked at it.

"Han Li, if you see this letter, then it means that I have failed......

At first glance, Han Li's face could not change, but when he saw the back, his hand trembled, and even the letter seemed to be unstable, and his face became more and more ugly.

"This letter paper is actually poisonous!"

That's right, Han Li still messed up Mo Juren's way.

People are good at dying, but Han Li didn't expect that Mo Juren would actually pit him even when he died.

On the letterhead, Mo Juren recounted his failures with a humble attitude, and wrote half a page, but the words suddenly changed below, saying that there was a kind of poison called yin poison on the letterhead, and the nonsense in front was all for Han Li to hold the letter and delay time, so that the yin poison could naturally penetrate into Han Li's body.

Han Li didn't believe it at first, but when he looked inside, he really found a Yin Poison Disc attached to his dantian, before the final battle, he had taken a Qing Ling San, this kind of antidote to all poisons could not be stopped, it seemed to be quite a very powerful poison.

Patient, Han Li continued to read, the letter roughly said that he had to go to Lanzhou to take care of his wife and daughter, and his daughter's dowry was the antidote to the yin poison, Warm Yang Baoyu, otherwise, this yin poison would attack in about two years, and even if Hua Tuo was alive, there would be no help.

In order for Han Li to understand Mo Juren's sincerity, he not only stated his underground secret room at the end of the letter, but also attached the control and summoning methods of the giant Han Iron Slave and the Cloud-winged Bird.

Although Han Li understood that Mo Juren had calculated himself for the sake of his wife and daughter, this was too insidious, and Han Li once again understood the evil in the world.

"Going around and around, even if the cultivation has been improved so much, you still have to go to Lanzhou, the power of fate is really quite terrifying."

Ye Tian's clone, who was hidden in another space, watched this big scene in its entirety, and he felt a lot more about this mortal world.

It's just that the leader of a small state and a small force in the mortal world can be so far-sighted, so that things are interlocked, forcing people to do things according to his words, which is really an eye-opener for Ye Tian's clone.

This catastrophe has also ended with Mo Juren's death, and Ye Tian's clone has shown his body and appeared in the dilapidated house.

"How Han Li, what do you think about this calamity?"

Han Li was taken aback by the sudden appearance of Ye Tian's clone, and hurriedly straightened his posture and said, "Ye Gongzi, I was negligent, next time I will definitely act cautiously, and I will not give others any more opportunities to take advantage of." ”

Listening to Han Li's bold words, Ye Tian's clone shook his head and said, "Anything may surprise you, for example, the current Mo Juren may not be dead, but a suspended death in a state of rest, and for example, Yu Zitong in that corner has already summoned the elders of the family to ask for support through the Wanli Fu. ”

Maybe it was referring to Han Li, or maybe it was the influence of this world, Ye Tian's clone felt that his mind had also become cautious, but this was fine, prudence was equal to self-help, wasn't it?

"What! This! ”

Han Li suddenly reached out and grabbed the dead Mo Juren's wrist and took the pulse, but his head looked at the ball of light in the far corner and shouted, "Yu Zitong, you are digging your own grave!" ”

"Wronged! I was wronged!! ”

Yu Zitong seems to have suffered a great grievance, he has only been separated from Mo Juren's body for a long time, how can he have the kung fu to perform any Wanli Fu, and now he only has the Yuan Shen left, at a glance, how can there be such a high-level item as Wanli Fu?

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