152 Tibetan Peak Seal

152 Tibetan Peak Seal

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An hour later, Mo Jian had left 700 miles away from the Great Lake. Seeing that the surroundings were quiet, he was completely relieved and fell into a small hill.

It's time to count Du Laiyi's belongings.

If Qingchan is here, Mo Jian will naturally throw Du Laiyi's storage bag to him and search for the treasures with other people's storage bags, which has always been the strength and specialty of the old lion. Now, you can only do it yourself.

In Du Laiyi's storage bag, there are not many soul stones, but there are many soul crystals, and there are more than 120,000. Although there was no longer Qingchan, a huge pit that consumed soul crystals, Mo Jian still put all the soul crystals beside him.

In addition, there are some fifth-order and sixth-order elixir. Mo Jian didn't pay attention to these things, but now he has to stay in case he doesn't need them. Qing Chan died, and no one helped alchemy anymore. This brings immeasurable losses to Mo Jian's practice. Fortunately, the healing effect of the seven-layer health formula of everything is not far from the elixir of chasing life.

For Mo Jian now, he is not fatally injured. As long as he takes a breath and relies on the health tips of everything, he can recover. When the health formula of everything is cultivated to the eighth level, even if you break your siblings, you can be reborn.

Finally, a light gray bead the size of a longan fell into Mo Jian's sight. The appearance was mottled, but there was a faint green light inside.

"Is this... a thousand beads that ignore the level of the soul weapon?" Mo Jian was slightly stunned and turned to joy.

He has a saddle pearl that is very similar in shape to this pearl. Luozhu ignored the poor soul skills of the first level. Look at this bead with green light, it is a thousand beads that ignore the difference of the first-order soul weapon.

Mo Jian relies on this Sura pearl to practice three sixth-order soul skills, Oriental Xuanxun Gong, Rainbow Long Fist and other skills.

The sixth-order soul weapon Tibetan peak seal is amazing, but Mo Jian's cultivation is not in the realm of the soul, and he thinks that he can't be promoted for the time being.

With this thousand pearls, the Tibetan peak seal is naturally not a problem.

"This Du Laiyi is really understanding. If I had known that the Tibetan Peak seal would be taken away by me, I was afraid that I could not use it, so I specially prepared a thousand pearls."

Thilla beads and thousands of pearls, although not particularly precious treasures, are also very effective and rare for practitioners.

When Du Laiyi picked up the seal of the Tibetan Peak, his cultivation was still the soul master. The ancestors of the Du family thought that this son was blessed and did not take it and left it for him. He also spent a lot of effort to make this thousand beads for him. Now it's cheaper.

There is nothing else in the storage bag. Mo Jian lost it casually and took out the Tibetan peak seal that he was most interested in. This is Du Laiyi's most precious thing. The sixth-order soul weapon is rare in the world, and the soul stone can no longer measure its value. If such a baby is really sold at the auction, it must also be paid with soul crystals.

Injecting a soul force, Mo Jian's eyes immediately showed ecstasy.

"Zangfeng Dayin is really powerful! Under the suppression of Tieshan, there is the power of 500,000 fierce horses. Not to mention the soul, even if the high-level soul king is pressed below, he will become a meat pie! And the defense is amazing. As long as you hide behind this hill, the soul king will not be hurt!"

In my mind, the seal of the Tibetan Peak was pressed down, and a huge stone up to seven meters away was instantly crushed into debris, and it sank deep into the ground, and the ground directly flattened.

Several times, I can see the mystery of the Tibetan Peak seal, and there is no stagnation between operations. Mo Jian praised it in his heart. After refining the Xuanming God Water, he made great progress, but it was extremely difficult to deal with the high-level practitioners of the soul, not to mention the upper level of the soul king? Now with this Tibetan peak seal, the means have greatly increased, and it is not impossible to fight.

When refining the mysterious water at the bottom of the lake, its appearance has returned to its original appearance. Mo Jian started a small reincarnation formula again, changed his appearance at will, and went there before.

I don't know how vast today's chaotic area is, as if there is no end. There are still four missing ten heads required by the lion and tiger unicorns.

It didn't take long to enter a sparse forest, and there was a faint sound of killing in front of him. Mo Jian's flight speed immediately slowed down and quietly sneaked over. After a while, his voice became clearer and clearer, and the sad scream was extremely sharp. It penetrated deeply into his ear and made his heart seep.

High and low trees and more than one meter long weeds not only provided the best cover for Mo Jian, but also blocked his sight. When he saw the tragic scene in the open space 20 meters away, his face changed greatly.

Those are four young practitioners, obviously a group, led by a young man of the seventh level of soul, with a cruel smile on the corners of his mouth. The remaining three people, one soul first level and two soul master high level.

Two soul gods pressed a pale blue, ugly monster with a layer of skin. It was it that made a sad and sharp scream.

Mo Jian recognized that it was Haiyesha, one of the nine Yesha races, living in the underworld at a depth of 40,000 to 30,000 meters below the earth.

The first-order soul man is cruelly digging up the belly of the sea night fork with a fifth-order soul weapon and pulling its intestines fiercely. The faint smell of blood and stench came faintly, and the thick intestine of the arm has been pulled to more than two meters long.

There are also two Haiyesha, lying motionless and flat next to them. They have clearly been restrained. Seeing the tragic end of their companions, their blue eyes showed deep fear.

" Slow down, don't hurt it!" The leading young man looked up and down, as if he was appreciating and said slowly; "The Yasha clan is bloody and cruel, there is nothing good! There are a lot of people who died at the hands of these monsters!"

"Second brother, don't worry, I will pick up these monsters well!" The young man pulling his intestines laughed fiercely and increased his strength, and the sad scream of Haiyecha became more and more tragic.

"It turns out that this is a person from the family! The speechless family, one of the four oldest families in the plane.

Mo Jian gritted his teeth. He had killed many people. Like others, he always killed them at sight and did not hesitate. But he can't do such cruel things.

If you kill, why bother? At the thought of this, Mo Jian's eyes showed a trace of anger.

"I'm Haiyesha... I've never left the underworld before, and I've never... never harmed you human beings... Give me a pleasure, please you..." The Haiyesha intermittently begged for mercy.

Mo Jian's heart twitched for no reason.

"Would you like to die happily? It's not that easy!" The man smiled ferociously, gently pulled his blood-stained hands and deliberately stuffed them back. It was really fierce and cruel.

Finally, when the intestines of this night fork were almost pulled, the ugly head tilted and died on the spot.

The leading young man said coldly: "I heard that the Yecha family has amazing talent and tenacious vitality. It seems that it's nothing more than that! Go, come head-to-head!"

The three immediately came to the other sea night fork.

The Haiyesha's eyes were full of ashes, and he couldn't be spared. He roared heartbreakingly: "Human! You despicable and cruel human beings! We live 30,000 to 40,000 meters deep in the ground and have never hurt a human hair! Instead, you human beings enter our underworld from time to time, which is called trial, but it is actually killing! Capture our bones and fetuses, and refine elixirs and soul weapons! I don't hurt people, and people are harmful to my heart! You don't have to die!"

The leading young man smiled and said, "Why didn't you say these words when you killed our people? Now it's in our hands, do you know if you're afraid?

Hai Yecha roared, "If you human beings are safe and don't come to plunder my underground world, how can we have a bad relationship with you? You have relatives, and so do we! Our people also died at your hands!"

The other Haiyesha also shouted, "Human beings are cruel and fierce. Since we were born, the Yecha King has taught us to avoid these evil creatures as much as possible! They were extremely greedy, killing the white-haired Yasha and the new Yasha. Get the bones of the new Yacha, and take the elixir of the ghost Yasha! Then raise the magic claws to our sea night fork. And these unscrupulous things need not be said, die in their hands, only when we are unlucky, there is a great sea night cha king and other people to avenge us!"

"What a hard-mouthed thing! It turns out that Yasha also has backbone! OK, I like it very much!" The leading young man said with a smile, "Then dig out its intestines first!"

The three immediately walked to the sea night fork, but Mo Jian stayed there, and an unspeakable feeling surged in his heart in an instant.

He has always thought that the Yecha clan is a cruel monster, a perverted race, and a natural enemy of mankind. Therefore, when killing hundreds of white-haired Yecha in the battlefield of the plane college, there was no sense of guilt in my heart, but only for the elimination of human beings.

At this moment, when I heard Haiyesha's words, I found that it was completely wrong.

The white-haired Yasha battlefield is so ferocious because they are trapped by human beings. As the object of trial, they can only be slaughtered, so they have to resist.

In fact, they are also living creatures.

They also yearn for a peaceful life. Although the unique breeding method and ugly appearance make humans think they are monsters. But from their perspective, with their aesthetics, haven't human beings also become monsters?

Is it because of human greed to take the lead in entering the underworld to fight? Or is it the cruelty of the Yacha clan, jumping out of the ground to harm people? I'm afraid no one can answer this question.

But it's you who come to kill me, and I'll kill you. You treat me as a monster, and I regard you as an enemy, which has caused the Yasha clan and human beings to experience several wars, and both sides have suffered countless deaths and injuries.

In fact, they are the same life.

Even if you slaughter a large number of beasts that can't speak, it is cruel. What's more, this kind of creature that can speak, think and yearn for peace?

Admittedly, there are many fierce and violent people in the Yasha clan. But are there fewer such scum in human beings? How many of the people you met along the way are really kind-hearted? How many people do not hesitate to frame or even slaughter others in order to improve their cultivation and for personal gain?

The three sea night forks caught by these four families can be seen from their words before their death. In fact, they are also afraid of human beings from the bottom of their hearts. Whether they are kind or not, at least they have never harmed anyone.

"Ah..."

In Mo Jian's mind like a tide, sharp screams came again. The young man of the soul level had stabbed the long sword in his hand into the stomach of the sea night fork.

Mo Jian, who suddenly has such cognition and perception, can no longer stand it. If these four people killed the three-headed sea night fork directly, and it was not tortured like this, he really didn't know whether he should stop it. Seeing this scene, I was so angry that I flew up from the grass and shouted harshly, " Stop! They have no grudge against you. Why should they be treated so cruelly?

The four people were slightly stunned and saw Mo Jian. Looking at him, he was just a sixth-order cultivation of soul master. Qi Qi was sure in his heart. The leading young man frowned and said, "Yasha is our natural enemy. Do we still need to be kind to treat the enemy? Who are you? Why do you want to stop us?"

"They have never harmed anyone!" Mo Jian gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Even if they have not harmed people, their ancestors and their peers have killed many people!" The leading young man said sadly, "Kid, get away! Dare to say more, even kill you together! Don't disturb the second master's interest!"

"Pleave them!" Mo Jian shouted again.

"You are toasting and not drinking!" A murder flashed in the eyes of the leading young man and said, "Since you are going to die, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Colorless, kill him first! There should be a lot of soul crystal soul stones on the body of the sixth-order practitioners! It's cheaper for us."

Originally, Mo Jian, who had just come out to stop it and absolutely did not want to be hostile to these four people, was even more angry. At the same time, a fierce murderous opportunity gushed out of his heart.

They want to kill themselves just because they stopped each other. People are so evil, even if these sea night forks are cruel, where can they be cruel?

Is it nothing more than killing yourself?

The soul of the first level should smile colorlessly and said coldly, "Kid, die! Remember, you died in the colorless hand of Cuiyunfeng Ying's family!"

"It should be colorless! Very good!" Mo Jian nodded slowly and said word by word, "I should be speechless with your family, and I will never die!" It doesn't matter if you have one more!"

"Tibetan Peak Seal!"

When Ying colorless sword stabbed Mo Jian's throat fiercely, the Tibetan peak appeared in his hand and suppressed it fiercely. The black iron mountain with a height of ten meters and the huge force of 500,000 fierce horses made a loud noise, pressing Ying colorless and solid under it. When Mo Jian received the seal of Zangfeng, under the deep pit, it should have become a meat pie, and he can't die again.