Chapter 1729: Letting Off the Hook
Boom!
A sea of demonic qi swept towards Mo Dong from the Immortal-Exterminating Demonic Gourd. Mo Dong's body was dispersed by the sea of flames and disappeared in the air.
"Huh?"
The surrounding cultivators stared at this scene with their mouths agape. A dignified Seven Tribulation Creator was killed just like that? Wasn't this a little strange?
Only a few people had a cold smile on their faces.
"Do you think I won't guard against you?"
A mocking voice sounded behind Ning Qi. Then, Mo Dong's palm pierced through Ning Qi's back and came out from his chest.
"It's over!"
"As expected of the Hall Master of the Battle Hall. How clean."
"Since Ning Beixuan dared to attack the Delightful Demonic Gourd, he should have something up his sleeves. How did he die in Mo Dong's hands so easily?"
Even Zhong Ming, Lei Tao, and Qiu Zhan had a hint of doubt in their eyes. It was as if they could not believe that Mo Dong had ended the battle so quickly.
"Are we late?"
Another chariot flew through the air. Xiao Wuye and the others stood on the chariot and just happened to see Ning Qi's heart being pierced by Mo Dong.
"No, the Hall Master of the Battle Hall of the Delightful Demonic Sect, Mo Dong, is only slightly stronger than the City Lord of the Dead City. Even the City Lord wasn't Ning Beixuan's match. How could Mo Dong kill Ning Beixuan so easily?"
A bright light flashed in Xiao Wuye's eyes. There were many people that had similar thoughts as him. After all, they'd once witnessed the scene of Ning Qi flying into a rage in the City of the Dead and beating the City Governor to death.
"Huh?"
Mo Dong's eyes revealed a trace of doubt. It seemed that this Ning Beixuan before him was too light … Then, he saw Ning Qi's figure slowly dissipate in front of him, exactly the same as before!
An afterimage!
How could his speed be so fast?
Mo Dong's eyes revealed a trace of astonishment. The other party had actually left an afterimage on the spot without him noticing, and he had foolishly thought that it was the other party's real body?
Not only was Mo Dong shocked, but Zhong Ming and the others were also shocked. Just this move alone showed that his opponent's battle strength couldn't be underestimated!
"Fortunately, Mo Dong rushed over …"
A trace of resentment flashed in Qiu Zhan's eyes. No matter how strong the opponent's battle prowess was, being able to leave behind an afterimage that deceived everyone was enough to prove everything!
"Hiss …"
The surrounding cultivators all gasped. Inside the village, the Saint Concubine and the other women's lips curled up slightly. Their eyes revealed a hint of mockery.
"Your speed … is too slow."
Ning Qi looked at Mo Dong, who had his back to him and seemed to be in a state of shock.
"You!"
Mo Dong turned around abruptly, only to see a blade flying towards him. At this moment, Mo Dong felt the aura of death. It was as if he had stepped into the legendary underworld!
"Block!"
There was an angry roar.
A massive round shield appeared in front of Mo Dong. There were ancient runes all over it. At that moment, those runes shone with a dazzling golden light, turning into a golden barrier of light that protected Mo Dong. At the same time, the golden light gathered together to form a massive beast with a lion's body and a human face.
"High-grade defensive spiritual artifact, the Lion King Shield. So this treasure was taken by Mo Dong back then!"
A trace of fierceness flashed in Zhong Ming's eyes. The rest of the people didn't look too good either. Among the cultivators present, many had participated in the treasure hunting war more than a hundred years ago. At that time, a high-grade defensive spiritual artifact was unearthed. It was the Lion King Shield that Mo Dong had taken out. It was said that it was a spiritual artifact left behind by a top expert who had transformed into a demonic lion a long time ago.
During a gambling war, because he was too arrogant, he was besieged by experts who were ranked in the top 50 of the combat power ranking and was seriously injured on the spot. At that time, he took out the Lion King Shield and blocked the fatal attack. Then, he escaped without a trace!
After a long time, the Lion King Shield reappeared by chance. At that time, basically all the experts who were ranked in the top 50 of the combat power ranking took action. The scene was very intense, but in the end, the Lion King Shield disappeared without a trace. Because of this, many cultivators died. No one expected that the Lion King Shield would appear in Mo Dong's hands!
"Even if it's the Delightful Demonic Gourd, it will take some time to break my Lion King Shield, right?"
Mo Dong's eyes revealed a trace of confidence as he looked at Ning Qi mockingly. He wanted to see what kind of expression Ning Qi would have when he realized that he couldn't break his defense.
After the cultivators who recognized the Lion King Shield recovered from the shock, they glanced at Ning Qi with pity. Not to mention Ning Beixuan, even if Zhong Ming and Lei Tao joined forces, they wouldn't be able to defeat Mo Dong with the Lion King Shield. Unless he was surrounded by a few Eight Tribulation Creators, Mo Dong would definitely be invincible!
"Interesting, so the Lion King Shield is in Mo Dong's hands."
Xiao Wuye and the others stood behind a big monk. This carriage also belonged to this big monk. He was the abbot of one of the Nine Phantasms Ancient Temple's branches in the Realm of Death. He was also a Seven Tribulation Creator and the Grand Uncle-Master of Sakyamuni Ruye. Right now, after seeing the Lion King Shield, this big monk's eyes lit up.
Puchi!
A crisp sound rang out.
The beast on the Lion King Shield was slashed in half by the Dragon-Slaying Saber, followed by the golden light barrier, then the Lion King Shield …
The entire place was silent. Even the sound of breathing was so weak that it couldn't be heard.
"You, how, is, this possible??"
Mo Dong's eyes revealed a series of question marks. He looked at Ning Qi in disbelief, as if he was a little … unwilling.
A thin crack appeared on the Lion King Shield. Then, with a clang, it broke into two halves. The golden patterns on it also dimmed. Finally, the Lion King Shield that had the aura of an Upper Grade Spirit Artifact seemed to have died. It turned into something that looked like a black stone. In front of everyone, it turned into powder and scattered on the ground.
A crack also appeared on Mo Dong's forehead, which extended all the way to his crotch. After revealing a look of unwillingness, his body split into two and fell to the sides. His steaming internal organs scattered on the ground, and the master of creation's essence blood seeped into the ground and was absorbed by the weeds on the ground, growing at a crazy rate.
Mo Dong had died in battle.
Qiu Zhan watched his superior die in front of him. If it was any other day, he would definitely be overjoyed because he and Mo Dong were not on good terms. However, he couldn't feel happy at this moment. His opponent had shattered the Lion King Shield with a single slash and even killed Mo Dong. This kind of strength was too terrifying. Qiu Zhan only felt a lingering fear in his heart. The group of coquettish female cultivators standing beside him were also shocked. They didn't know what to do.
"Mo Dong is dead. It's your turn."
Ning Qi smiled at Lei Tao and the others.
"Amitabha. Benefactor, where it's possible to forgive, one should forgive!"
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