Fate of the Immortals and Demons

"Yeah! Is it reasonable to rob someone's storage bag?"

"Friend Mo, I think it would be best if you return the storage bag. As the saying goes, it's better to resolve a feud than to create one."

"That's right. We should return the storage bag as soon as possible so that we can head to the Ice God Palace ruins as soon as possible, otherwise it will be more trouble than gain."

"..."

At this moment, many monks spoke up for Mingfang and gave him advice, some out of their own considerations.

On the other hand, Mo Hei still had an unfazed attitude, riding the Fire Sheep Dragon Beast safely and saying:

"As I said, I got this storage bag by my own ability. If you want it, it depends on whether you have the ability."

"you……"

Ming Fang could not help but feel shocked and angry. She glared at Mo Hei and said murderously:

"Since you're seeking death, I have no choice but to grant your wish."

"Friend Mo, this is too outrageous. You are so arrogant and unreasonable. You deserve it. Don't blame us for fighting for justice."

When Sikong Xuan heard this, he was overwhelmed with a sense of justice and was about to take action to help.

At the same time, Shui Rou, Ye Fan, Yun Xiao, and Yan Chixia and his group from Prince Yan's Mansion who came with Mingfang were also filled with righteous indignation and were ready to attack together.

However, there are still many cultivators who act as if it has nothing to do with them and stay out of the matter, including the beautiful girl who calls herself Yu Rou, who is also in the late stage of Qi Building.

Of course, it’s not all about standing idly by and staying out of the matter, but rather wanting to sit on the sidelines, act according to circumstances, and reap the benefits.

Facing this tense and serious situation, Mo Hei actually enjoyed it. He glanced around and said fearlessly:

"If you have the guts, come at me all at once! Why should I, Mo Die, be afraid?"

Ye Fan was the first to lose his patience and shouted angrily:

"You shameless wretch with an ugly face, watch out! Binding technique!"

Following them were Yunxiao, Mingfang, Yan Chixia and others, who attacked Mo Hei without saying a word.

As for Sikong Xuan, Yu Rou and other cultivators who were standing right next to the Fire Sheep Dragon Beast, they all retreated, fearing that they would not be able to escape in time.

At the same time, it suddenly dawned on me that this Mo Die was wearing a mask. No wonder there were some clues about his appearance.

"Extreme Bell!"

At this moment, Mo Hei directly sacrificed the Jidao Bell that was given to him by Caidie after it had been re-refined.

"Buzz!"

When the Jidao Bell was summoned by Mo Hei, it grew stronger against the wind and turned into a giant bell that held Mo Hei upside down inside to protect him. He then rushed forward and broke out of the encirclement.

"What!? This is actually a yellow-level spiritual weapon?"

"No! Stop this person quickly."

"Where are you escaping! Watch out for the Traceless Tyrant Finger!"

Although Sikong Xuan did not take action immediately, he had been paying close attention. But when he saw Mo Die sacrifice the magic weapon, he no longer hesitated and took action without hesitation, pointing his finger.

"Oh!"

I saw a stream of energy, as fast as the wind and lightning, hitting the Jidao Bell. The powerful force of the energy made the Jidao Bell stagnate and continue to vibrate.

"Don't even think about running! Seven Suns Falling Umbrella!"

At the same time, a beautiful girl who called herself Yu Rou followed suit, throwing a colorful umbrella towards the Jidao Bell Cover that was stunned.

Although Mo Hei was inside the Jidao Bell, he had already explored the escape route through his spiritual sense. He immediately took back the Jidao Bell, holding the Yuanhong Sword, and shouted sternly:

"Breaking Sword Style!"

Mo Hei obviously wanted to pierce the Seven Yang Falling Umbrella directly and escape!

"Humph! You're really overestimating yourself! This is a Heaven-level magical weapon! And you're only at the late Qi Building stage..."

But before Yu Rou could finish her words with a sneer, she saw that this cultivator in the late Qi Building stage, who dared not show his true face and called himself Mo Die, actually pierced her heavenly-level magic weapon, the Seven Yang Falling Umbrella, with a single sword.

"If you don't want to die, then disperse! Ten Thousand Swords Style!"

Mo Hei took advantage of this opportunity and used his strongest killing move, as if he was ready to kill any god that stood in his way or any Buddha that stood in his way.

He injured Yan Chixia from Prince Yan's Mansion, rode on the Fire Sheep Dragon Beast, braved the wind and snow, and flew straight to the core area of ​​​​the Ice God Mountain.

"Where are you going to escape, you shameless ugly bastard!"

Mingfang was the first to react, but before she could fly far, she was blocked by a strong wind and snowstorm. She was so cold that she was shivering all over and almost fell from the sky.

Fortunately, Yunxiao was quick-witted and supported him, slowly lowering him to the ground.

As for Sikong Xuan, Yu Rou, Ye Fan and others, they were discouraged, knowing that it would be difficult to catch up.

Due to the severe cold, everyone was forced to land on the ground and walk.

After all, this is the Ice God Mountain where the wind is howling. If there is no suitable fire-attributed spirit beast to keep warm and resist the severe cold, it can be said that the deeper you go, the more difficult it will be to move forward.

As we flew all the way to the center of Ice God Mountain, the ruins of Ice God Palace gradually emerged, and in the center was a towering iceberg.

Along the way, under Mo Hei's attention, there was a cultivator who could finally withstand the cold and fly to the foot of the Ice God Mountain.

There are only a few hundred people, and most of them have fire-attributed magic weapons or fire-attributed spirit beasts, which are in no way inferior to their own mounts, the Fire Sheep Dragon Beasts.

"Hey, it's her? Ah Man from Southern Xinjiang?"

As Mo Hei rode the Fire Sheep Dragon Beast, he arrived at the foot of the iceberg in the core area of ​​​​Bingshen Mountain.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he was shocked to find that A'man from southern Xinjiang was holding an oil lamp with a princess of Nanzhao named Xuanling. They were climbing up to the top of Bingshen Mountain step by step, braving the wind and snow.

And not only the two of them, according to Mo Hei's divine sense, there are other cultivators who, relying on powerful fire-attributed magic weapons or spirit beasts, are almost climbing to the top of the towering snow-capped mountain in front of them.

Just when Mo Hei was wondering why these people were climbing on foot instead of flying directly to the top of the mountain, a sudden gust of cold wind blew over, making him shiver unconsciously, his upper teeth chattering and trembling uncontrollably.

"Ow..."

At the same time, the fire sheep dragon beast he was riding was also unable to resist the cold wave. It let out a roar and landed straight at the foot of the mountain.

"So...so...is that so? Ah...no wonder these...these people would...these people would hike up the mountain..."

As the Fire Sheep Dragon Beast landed at the foot of the iceberg, Mo Hei looked like he had just crawled out of freezing water, and he couldn't even speak clearly to himself.

At this moment, Mo Hei was lying on the back of the Fire Sheep Dragon Beast to keep warm, and only then did he feel a little warmer.

After calming down for a while, Mo Hei rode on the Fire Sheep Dragon Beast and followed him up the mountain step by step.

As for Mingfang, Sikong Xuan, Yu Rou and others, as they gradually approached the core area of ​​​​the Ice God Mountain, they did not have any fire-attributed spirit beasts or magic weapons comparable to the Fire Sheep Dragon Beast.

They could only watch Mo Hei riding the Fire Sheep Dragon Beast against the wind and snow as he disappeared into the distance, making it difficult to catch up.

However, deep down, everyone hated and cursed Mo Hei. As long as they got the chance, they would make this ugly guy pay a heavy price.

Outside the Ice God Mountain, the golden-haired mice Jinxiu and Caidie have been quietly and patiently waiting for Mohei.

As for the great monks who were also outside the Ice God Mountain, waiting for their younger disciples to enter the Ice God Palace ruins to gain opportunities, they were all very amazed by the beauty of the two women, especially the colorful butterflies that looked like fairies.

But he also knew that it was difficult to offend these two women, and he had self-knowledge. He could admire them from a distance but not get close to them.

If there are any blind and lustful people who approach the small hill where Jinxiu and Caidie are sitting cross-legged in meditation, after the warning is ineffective, they will be directly beaten away by Jinxiu and either killed or injured.

Over time, the small hill where Jinxiu and Caidie sat cross-legged in meditation became a completely restricted area.

As for those lustful men who were beaten and seriously injured, after learning their lesson, they could only flee far away with the help of their fellow disciples. Although they were angry, they dared not speak out.

"Humph! He's really as cold as ice."

Seeing this scene, Ming Huayuan, who was flying far away, could only criticize it in his heart.

However, the reason why Ming Huayuan came here in person was, firstly, because he was concerned about the future of his granddaughter, and secondly, he received a message from the Yaochi Sect of the Tianling Realm, so he came here in person.

"This Ming Huayuan actually came in person?"

With Jinxiu's spiritual sense, she instantly detected and locked onto Ming Huayuan. She felt a little uneasy in her heart, fearing that he must have received instructions from the Heavenly Spirit Realm to come and monitor him.

"It seems that Mo Hei's news must have leaked out. It must have spread to the Celestial Spirit Realm or the Immortal Spirit Realm."

Caidie also noticed it at the same time, but He Nai Mohei had already reached the late stage of Qi Building and was about to build the foundation.

If he missed this visit to the Ice God Palace ruins and did not attempt the ninth-grade foundation-building, it would definitely affect Mo Hei's future path of cultivation.

This is related to Mo Hei's future cultivation life, so Jinxiu and Caidie, although they know that Mo Hei's identity is exposed and he will be surrounded, they have no choice but to take the risk.

I can't just take Mo Hei and escape from this spiritual world, and miss the once-in-a-millennium opportunity to build a ninth-grade foundation.

"Hopefully it's not too late."

Caidie could only hope that Mo Hei would successfully build the ninth-grade foundation in the ruins of the Ice God Palace as soon as possible, and then escape from this spiritual world with her.

By then, it would be nice to be able to wander around this spiritual world...

"...Brother Mo...could that really be you?"

Thinking of this, Caidie suddenly had vague memories in the midst of the tide of thoughts, some dreamlike and fragmented memories from her childhood.

Especially before I emerged from my cocoon and became a butterfly, I was just an ugly caterpillar...

Suddenly, Caidie felt a little palpitation, perhaps because she suddenly realized that Mo Hei had told her more than once that she would die at the hands of Ming Huayuan.

"It's a blessing, not a disaster. If it's a disaster, you can't avoid it. As long as you are fine, Mo Hei, that's enough."

Perhaps it was because she herself was about to be in great danger, and as a Nascent Soul cultivator, Caidie could vaguely glimpse a glimpse of the heaven's secrets, and thus felt something in her heart!