These figures shot out like raindrops, but when they were still a few feet away from the black-clothed man, they suddenly froze, and then a majestic force exploded like a cannonball, and there was an explosion, and the surging True Yuan shot around, and for a while, in this mountain forest, the screams suddenly howled violently.

"Kill him!"

"With the Holy Witch Scepter, you can become the ruler of the Dark Sin City!"

The terrible screams did not make the crowd who were occupied by greed retreat, but under the red blood, it aroused the ferocity in the hearts of many people.

The next roar resounded in an instant, and in an instant, this mountain forest was completely chaotic, and countless people with weapons rushed towards the black-clothed people frantically, with red eyes, and some beasts that had lost their minds were alive.

For this kind of rabble rush, the black-clothed man did not show the slightest panic, and in a gesture, an astonishing stream of True Yuan Horse Cultivation shot out.

And anyone who was swept away by the True Yuan Horse Training, unless they were a powerhouse at the Great Perfection level of the Yuan Dan Realm, they all vomited blood and died on the spot.

On the hill, Yang Ran looked indifferently at the chaotic situation that broke out in the mountains and forests below, this situation was not very exciting, because it was a completely one-sided slaughter.

Some forces that really have some strength have not made a move at the moment, and most of the people who do it are some wandering stragglers, this kind of person, in the hands of Mo Tianlun, is almost no different from ants, the only difference is the difference between an ant and a group of ants.

"I didn't expect that after two or three years, Mo Tianlun broke through to the cultivation of the peak of the Spirit Vein Realm!" Looking at the blood-stained woods, Yang Ran also felt a little more emotion in his heart, after all, three years ago, Mo Tianlun was only a Yuan Dan Realm cultivator.

"This man in black is really good-natured, isn't it tiring to kill like this?" Suddenly, a person's surprised voice sounded next to him.

Hearing this, Yang Ran also frowned, with the temperament of Demon Tianlun, it is impossible to consume strength with some small soldiers and shrimps here, you know, after this, there must be some powerful strong people to make a move.

"Childe, something is wrong, in the man in black, I don't feel the existence of a trace of demonic energy, and his true yuan aura is not very stable, it doesn't seem to be pure. In his mind, the voice of the dream fairy sounded.

Hearing this, Yang Ran was stunned, and then his face changed slightly, this figure and aura were clearly Demon Tianlun. Thinking of this, he closed his eyes and condensed, focusing all his perception on the man in black.

Perception locked on to Mo Tianlun, but perhaps because his body was shrouded in surging energy, Yang Ran could only feel a gray existence.

This situation made Yang Ran's brows furrow, and he immediately gritted his teeth, and his perception suddenly skyrocketed!

With the fierce fluctuation of Yang Ran's perception, there was also a tingling sensation in his head gradually, but he did not stagnate because of this, his perception was like an invisible awl, frantically drilling the layer of energy wrapped on the body of the black-clothed man.

This kind of drilling lasted for about two minutes, and just when Yang Ran was about to give up with the stinging pain in his head, he only heard a slight popping sound, and the soul power that had been blocked suddenly surged, and the layer of invisible energy that wrapped around the body of the black-clothed man quietly cracked away.

With the cracking of that layer of invisible energy, Yang Ran's perception quickly swept away, and with this sweep, his face was stunned, and then a wry smile appeared:

"Mo Tianlun, this guy is really so cautious and cunning!"

Under Yang Ran's perception, he found that under the black clothes, it was not a physical body, but an illusory soul power like a dream fairy!

That is to say, the black-clothed man below is not Mo Tianlun, but just an energy body formed by a part of his soul power after he performed a certain martial art!

Therefore, on that, the dream fairy would not feel the existence of a trace of demonic energy, because Mo Tianlun had not added the energy of demonic energy to it.

"No wonder the cautious guy of Imamo Tianlun would go out of the city so swaggeringly, it turned out to be just a soul void, but now, how to find his traces?"

Yang Ran fell into helplessness all of a sudden, Mo said that the two of them are now stepping on the same boat, and they are both facing the pursuit of the demon clan, and the Holy Witch Scepter in the hands of Mo Tianlun is also urgently needed by Meng'er!

Feeling Yang Ran's helplessness, the dream fairy who had been silent for a long time finally spoke again: "Childe, here, you are the one who is most likely to sense his existence." ”

"Oh?" Yang Ran was surprised.

"Childe, you have also cultivated demonic energy, so you are more sensitive to this kind of energy than ordinary people, so if there is movement on Mo Tianlun's side, the first person who can sense it must be you!"

"That's good!" Hearing this, Yang Ran suddenly realized, he hurriedly squinted his eyes, and after a while, his eyes suddenly closed tightly, and then his perception surged out again, but this time he was not going towards the black shadow below, but was wandering in this sky, constantly scanning back and forth.

Seeing Yang Ran close her eyes again, the dream fairy also remained silent, she could faintly feel that Yang Ran's body was emitting an energy with a faint breath of death, like water waves, quietly passing through this sky, trying to find the resonance of the same energy.

Since the bloodshed in the mountains and forests continued, perhaps because of the resounding sound of killing, some forces that had not been standing still began to be eager to try.

During this period, there were even several strong men of the Spirit Vein Realm who joined forces to bully the body of the man in black, but after dozens of moves, in the end, he was still seriously injured by the latter and vomited blood and retreated.

But unexpectedly, whether it was the people of the Blood Sect or the Thousand Swords Sect, they still did not move, and they had no intention of making a move at all.

And just when the black-clothed man collided with those few strong men, Yang Ran, who had closed his eyes tightly, suddenly opened his eyes, and immediately turned his gaze to a forest in the east, where, in the previous moment, there was a faint energy fluctuation coming out.

"Found it?" asked the fairy in the dream, as if sensing it.

"Yes, it seems that Mo Tianlun also needs to control this clone, so he didn't go far. Yang Ran's face was also filled with joy. Immediately, his eyes swept over the soul clone in the mountains and forests, and immediately said: "Let's go, wait for those strong people to make a move, this doppelganger will dissipate sooner or later, now we have to find Mo Tianlun quickly!"

"Yes. The dream fairy answered softly, and then Yang Ran's figure flashed, completely disappearing from the small hill.

(End of chapter)