As for the Mao Mountain Taoist Mo Wudao, his performance was even more interesting.
Mo Wudao had joined the Mao Mountain Sect at a young age. Although his martial arts were mediocre and he didn't like to practice the Mountain Sect's techniques, his Daoist heart was definitely strong enough.
Even if he was facing the terrifying Drought Demon!
Seeing the Drought Demon, Mo Wudao was instinctively afraid, but he didn't back down. When he saw that Bai Xianer had blocked the Drought Demon, he quickly opened his shabby bag.
Mo Wudao opened the bag as if he was opening a treasure pouch. There were a lot of messy things inside.
First, he picked up a big jar, raised his hand, and twisted the lid open. What was inside was surprisingly white glutinous rice.
Mo Wudao immediately grabbed a handful and muttered something. Then, he raised his hand and used a technique to hit the Drought Demon in the distance.
His technique was good. The handful of glutinous rice splashed all over the Drought Demon, but it was completely fine.
"As expected, it doesn't work …"
Mo Wudao looked for a long time and found that the Drought Demon was completely fine. He muttered, rolled his eyes, put down the jar, and grabbed a bunch of copper coins.
This was the real Ten Thousand Mortal Coins. It had been in the hands of tens of thousands of people and was filled with human Yang Qi. It was specially used to deal with evil ghosts and spirits.
Mo Wudao grabbed the Ten Thousand Mortal Coins and wanted to throw it at the Drought Demon. But after some thought, he felt a pang in his heart and couldn't bear to do it. So, he carefully took out two of the coins and pinched them with three fingers. Then, he found an opening and threw them at the Drought Demon again.
Mo Wu Dao's technique was not bad. Two copper coins landed on Han Ba's body, but Han Ba was still completely fine!
"Damn it, it's still useless!"
Mo Wudao had no choice but to put down the coins and pick up a big black lump. It was the Black Donkey's hoof!
"I have to think of a way to stuff this thing into its mouth …"
Mo Wudao stood up slowly with the Black Donkey's hoof in his hand. He didn't move and just stood there muttering to himself.
Stuff the Black Donkey's hoof into the Drought Demon's mouth? Even if he had the guts, he didn't have the strength to do so!
That Drought Demon's speed was as fast as lightning. With Mo Wu Dao's skills, it was impossible for him to get close to it. Even if he did, he would be smashed to death by that Drought Demon's claws!
Moreover, the surroundings of the Drought Demon were densely packed with colorful poisonous creatures. Mo Wu Dao didn't dare to approach it.
Mo Wu Dao immediately felt depressed. He stood there and started to regret his decision. He thought to himself that his master was right, he really needed to find a chance to practice the dao of the 'Shan' character vein.
In the face of a drought demon, he, the only disciple of the Maoshan Sect, was unable to do anything at all. If word of this got out, it would be truly embarrassing!
"Glutinous Rice and Ten Thousand Lives Coin didn't work. I reckon that this won't work either …"
Mo Wu Dao pondered for a while, then put the black donkey hoof back into his bag with a resentful expression on his face.
Now, there were a few Daoist books, seven or eight silver talismans, and one purple talisman left in the bag.
Mo Wu Dao squatted there and stared at the two colored talismans. He smacked his lips, wanting to use it but not willing to part with it. He fell into an internal struggle.
However, in the end, Mo Wu Dao gritted his teeth and picked up the purple talisman with one hand and his peach wood sword with the other!
He stomped his feet and looked at the fierce battle, then at the poisonous creatures on the ground. His heart turned cold, but he raised his foot and rushed forward!
"Wait!"
"Other than dealing with ghosts and zombies, those things on you won't be of much use against this Drought Demon …"
Ling Yun smiled approvingly and hurriedly stopped Mo Wu Dao.
In Ling Yun's eyes, strength didn't matter. The Dao heart was very important. The most important thing in cultivation was to have a firm Dao heart.
Actually, when Ling Yun first met Mo Wu Dao, he had used the Yin-Yang Eye and his powerful divine sense to see clearly what was in Mo Wu Dao's bag.
Glutinous rice, ten thousand human coins, black donkey hoof, these were all special items to deal with zombies. If it wasn't for the few Daoist books and two kinds of talismans in Mo Wu Dao's bag, Ling Yun would have believed that Mo Wu Dao was a professional grave robber.
Those two kinds of talismans shocked Ling Yun because he couldn't refine them with his current realm. Especially the purple talisman, Ling Yun recognized it. It was a Body Securing Talisman!
If not for that, Ling Yun wouldn't have had the time to waste with Mo Wu Dao when he was rushing home to save people. He wouldn't have wasted so much effort to bring him all the way from Dragon Gate Mountain to Mansion Number One!
Even though Ling Yun had been fighting and killing just now, his powerful divine sense had enveloped the entire battlefield during the battle. Naturally, he saw everything that Mo Wu Dao did clearly.
At the crucial moment, he could see the human heart.
Even though Mo Wu Dao's behavior was very despicable, weird, and shameless at times, that was just Mo Wu Dao's personality and behavior.
Ling Yun admired Mo Wu Dao's Dao heart. This kid was really not bad. Ling Yun found him to be more and more pleasing to the eye.
"Something like a Drought Demon cultivates extreme Yin and extreme Yang. It's neither a malicious ghost nor an ordinary zombie. Those treasures of yours are useless against it."
Mo Wu Dao was dumbfounded. He asked Ling Yun, "You, how do you know this?"
Ling Yun rolled his eyes at him. He thought to himself, I've seen all kinds of ghost cultivators in the Cultivation World. Not to mention a mere Drought Demon!
Ling Yun stared at the purple talisman in Mo Wu Dao's hand and smiled. "Save your precious Body Securing Talisman. Let's use other methods to deal with this Drought Demon!"
"Ah?!"
Mo Wu Dao was even more dumbfounded. He hid the Body Securing Talisman behind his back without hesitation, as if he was afraid that it would be snatched away. "This … How did you know?"
Ling Yun chuckled and ignored him. He turned to Miao Xiao Miao and said, "Miao Xiao Miao, don't send those bugs to their deaths. It's useless against the Drought Demon."
Ling Yun couldn't bear to see them die for nothing. Moreover, it wasn't good for Miao Xiao Miao either.
Playing the flute to drive away the bugs required Miao Xiao Miao's mental strength. After playing for so long, her mental strength was already exhausted.
"Let them all disperse …"
Ling Yun sighed and looked deeply at the pale Miao Xiao Miao. He thought to himself, I'll remember this favor.
Of course, Ling Yun knew why Miao Xiao Miao attracted these poisonous bugs.
Miao Xiao Miao nodded slightly and kept the bone flute carefully. Then, her body swayed and fell into Xue Meining's arms.
The moment the flute stopped, the army of poisonous bugs fled in all directions. Those that could still move disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"Xian Er, you can't use your fire-controlling skills against this Drought Demon!"
Now that the Drought Demon was the only one left, Ling Yun's Dragon Elephant Divine Force could still hold on for a period of time. His pressure had lessened significantly.
Bai Xianer was a Fire Fox. She knew the Fire Fox Flame Technique, the Red Flame Burning Palm, and the Extreme Flame Dragon Blade.
The Drought Demon was a Yin Yang Cultivator. Even though this Drought Demon hadn't reached a great level yet, it was already at a small level and wasn't afraid of fire.
The Drought Demon wreaked havoc, and wherever the Drought Demon appeared, there would be a great drought, and the land would be barren for thousands of li, so how could it possibly be afraid of fire?
Therefore, Bai Xianer's flames couldn't hurt the Drought Demon. Instead, they were a great supplement to it. This was also why the Drought Demon became stronger and fiercer.
Otherwise, why would this Drought Demon be Bai Xianer's natural enemy?
This was like a fight between two evenly matched opponents. One of them could continuously absorb the other's strength. One side was getting stronger while the other side was constantly being exhausted. The outcome of the battle was obvious.
Of course, if Xian Er had four, five, or six tails and was far stronger than the Drought Demon, then Bai Xianer's flames would be able to harm or even kill the Drought Demon.
"Big Brother Yun, it seems to be getting stronger. I can't beat it!" Bai Xianer panted.
Ling Yun nodded. "Well, you and Paul come back and rest first. Watch how I deal with it!"
Bai Xianer was very obedient. She immediately used the Nine Star Luo Flash and flew out of the battle circle. Paul spread his wings and soared into the sky.
Ling Yun rushed forward!
He didn't teleport, but sprinted. He accelerated crazily and used his tyrannical body to slam into the Drought Demon!
"Bang!"
That Drought Demon didn't dodge or evade. Instead, it charged head-on into Ling Yun, and the two of them collided violently!
It was like a barbarian colliding with an unparalleled beast!
The earth shook violently!
"F * ck! This little fellow is so strong! "
The Drought Demon's body was scorching hot and incomparably hard. Ling Yun's strength and defense were ten times stronger, but he didn't manage to send the Drought Demon flying. Instead, he felt a burst of pain!
Mo Wu Dao couldn't be blamed for being helpless. The Drought Demon's cultivation was successful, and his body was as tough as steel. He had boundless strength, and he could come and go as fast as lightning. Moreover, he didn't have any pain nerves, and he had an undying body. He was indeed a very troublesome opponent.
"Huff … Huff …"
The Drought Demon was infuriated that someone dared to use their body to collide with it. The sound coming out of its mouth became even heavier.
"Have a taste of my fist!"
Ling Yun was so excited that he threw a punch. The Hiderigami did not know how to dodge, so the punch landed squarely on the Hiderigami's head!
"Bang!"
The Tiangang Demon Fist had eighty thousand kilograms of force at ten times its combat strength. This punch finally worked. It directly sent the Drought Demon flying.
Although the Drought Demon was heaven-defying and had many advantages, it had one biggest weakness. It couldn't think, dodge, or escape. From this point of view, it was worse than an animal.
This was because it wasn't a living creature.
Ling Yun followed it like a shadow. With a thought, the Devil's Underworld Essence Blade appeared in his hand!
"Whoosh!"
Ling Yun caught up with the Drought Demon who was flying backward. He slashed at the Drought Demon!
"Clang!"
This slash seemed to have hit steel. A loud sound rang out. Ling Yun's blade was repelled, but the Drought Demon was only sent flying further away. It was still fine.
"Huff …"
The Drought Demon was suppressed by Ling Yun. After suffering two consecutive losses, it roared angrily and rushed back. It crashed into Ling Yun's chest with lightning speed!
Ling Yun slashed fiercely again and accurately at the Drought Demon's head. Using the Drought Demon's huge momentum, he finally managed to cut a wound on its head.
However, Hanba still crashed into Ling Yun's chest and sent Ling Yun flying into the air!
Ling Yun stopped flying with a Thousand Catties Drop. He felt a sharp pain at the place where he was hit, and he let out a soft cry of surprise.
"How did its strength suddenly increase so much?"
What a terrifying Drought Demon! (To be continued.)
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