"Ah! Eldest Grandfather! "the general exclaimed.
This time, Dongye Boyu didn't immediately stand up after falling down. Instead, he fell all the way to the ground.
Fortunately, Dongye Boyu stubbornly stood up again. He dug out the pellet from his forehead with a horrified expression.
The hole in the pellet swelled back up, and a translucent golden armor vaguely appeared on the surface of his body.
That was his protective armor. It would only activate when he was fatally injured and take the damage for him.
Usually, it would fuse with his body. Only when he was injured would it suddenly appear.
When cultivators fought, they usually relied on all kinds of methods to dissolve the enemy's attack. Only when defensive spells, flying swords, and astral qi were unable to block the enemy's attack would they be forced to take it head-on.
Although their bodies were stronger than mortals, their bodies often couldn't withstand any kind of attack between cultivators. Therefore, this protective armor that fused with the body was the cultivator's last line of defense.
Cultivators with the means would risk their lives to refine or buy one or two sets. His Qian Yuan Golden Armor was obtained from his sect. It was a top-grade armor.
"Fortunately, it's just a little bit of damage from the impact …" Dongye Boyu checked the armor and found that it wasn't damaged. Although the pellet's damage was fatal, it wasn't very high.
With the nourishment of spiritual qi, the armor immediately recovered. It wasn't damaged at all.
However, if it could alarm his life-saving armor, how could it be an attack from a mortal's weapon? His ten-meter wall of qi was useless. Other than crushing the pellet out of shape, it didn't slow it down at all.
He focused his eyes and saw a young man rushing over from the distant refugees. He was also a cultivator who had just entered the Nascent Soul realm. There was also a black sword under his feet.
"Another wild cultivator? Did they pick up an immortal's mansion? "
Dongye Boyu saw that this person also had the black iron. He felt that this group of common cultivators must have had a fortuitous encounter. They reached the Nascent Soul realm at such a young age and had a strange item that could even resist lightning.
He didn't say anything and immediately wanted to make the black iron recognize him as its master. However, he quickly discovered that the black iron couldn't recognize him as its master!
Moreover, it was different from controlling magic treasures. It was as if as long as he used the power of his Nascent Soul, the black iron would move and change on its own.
His Nascent Soul couldn't invade it, and his magic power couldn't penetrate it.
"No wonder they didn't recognize me as their master. What is this thing?"
All kinds of strange phenomena made him a little confused. Then, he suddenly felt that the power of the Primordial Spirit that enveloped Ebon was fiercely stimulated.
"Idiot! Clash with my Primordial Spirit? " Dongye Boyu's primordial spirit power was pushed aside, and he immediately felt that the black iron had been snatched away by the person who came later. He controlled it and opened it, releasing Jiang Long, who was squeezed until his bones were fractured.
"Mo Qiong!" Jiang Long's willpower was firm, and his expression did not change even when his tendons and bones were broken. He used the air wall to support himself, and controlled the needle and thread to sew up. Soon, his body was mostly repaired.
"I'll fight him." The person who came was of course Mo Qiong. He had been communicating with Jiang Long telepathically. When he realized that Jiang Long was no match for him from afar, he used Jiang Long's vision to shoot first.
This spear ignored all obstructions and forcefully struck Dongye Boyu's skin.
The speed did not decrease, so the damage was naturally not small. However, the shot that was enough to blow apart an ordinary person's head only left a bullet hole on Dongye Boyu's forehead.
Furthermore, the crater quickly disappeared, and a set of golden armor appeared on his body. Nothing happened.
"Although a cultivator's body is not that strong, they definitely have a way to make up for it." Jiang Long said.
Mo Qiong said in a low voice, "I can see it. It should be some kind of magic treasure that fuses into the body to reduce the damage."
"Who are you?!" Dongye Boyu could not figure out how the other party broke through his protective qi, so he naturally did not dare to underestimate Mo Qiong.
"I'm Mo Qiong. You don't need to use Dao Pan. We don't know anyone in the cultivation world." Mo Qiong said clearly.
Dongye Boyu said in a low voice, "Don't think that you can go against the heavens just because you have some fortuitous encounters. The death of the people is the will of the heavens. It's like flowers blooming and withering, harvesting in winter and hiding in autumn. A mere wild cultivator dares to go against the general trend? You don't know the difference between life and death. "
Mo Qiong rolled his eyes. He thought that the cultivators here indeed felt that the refugees could not support themselves. If they died, then so be it.
Every once in a while, a group of poor people would die. This was the natural law of the heavens.
Admittedly, this point was not wrong. However, the mistake was that the interference of the cultivators hindered the self-improvement of the social system. This caused the majority of the poor people who were weak to have no room to resist.
If the people could not survive, they could incite resistance and threaten the ruling class. Then, the ruling class would naturally pay attention to them. They would then think of ways to let them live and alleviate conflicts. They would try their best to not force them to rebel.
However, in this place, the success rate of the poor people's resistance was zero. The result was different. No matter how many people they had, they did not need to win over the hearts of the people. They also did not need to care about the lives of the people. There was no change of dynasties, no subjugation of the people. The secular world became a pool of stagnant water. There was no motivation to improve the society. The biggest motivation was to cultivate. Having an immortal cultivator in the family was better than anything else.
Regarding this, Mo Qiong was too lazy to explain. He directly said, "Cultivation is going against the heavens. Do you think you are following the will of the heavens? I don't believe in the will of the heavens. The human heart is the will of the heavens! "
"The matters of the secular world will naturally be solved by the people of the secular world. Immortal cultivators beg for your longevity. In the future, you are not allowed to affect the mortals!"
Dongye Boyu was stunned. Mo Qiong's tone was resolute. It was as if he had directly decided on a rule that everyone had to follow.
In his opinion, it was simply too arrogant.
He understood what Mo Qiong meant. It was to prevent immortal cultivators from getting involved in the affairs of the secular world. They had to give up on their relatives and descendants. Their children and grandchildren had their own blessings. Immortal cultivators were not allowed to interfere!
This was no longer a matter of protecting these refugees. It was a matter of overturning the heavens.
"Arrogant! Who do you think you are! How dare you set rules for the cultivation world! "Dongye Boyu was furious.
In fact, in the cultivation world, many cultivators really did not care about the secular world. They could do whatever they wanted. However, they were particular about freedom. If they wanted to do something, they would do it. If they did not want to do something, they would not even look at it.
With this kind of attitude, if someone suddenly wanted to set rules and no one was allowed to interfere, it would be different. Based on what?
How could the free and unfettered cultivation world be restricted by a Primordial Soul cultivator?
Dongye Boyu's aura shot out. At the same time, he pointed at the sky and instantly created a dark cloud. Lightning flashed.
"Boom!"
This attack was far more powerful than what the Thunderstruck Wood could withstand. The characteristic was often like this. It was either full immunity or not triggered at all.
If the resistance was 100, then all the electricity within 100 would be ignored. However, if the attack was 101, then this characteristic would not be triggered at all. It was as if it did not exist.
Mo Qiong had eaten a Thunderstruck Wood before. However, it could only withstand the electricity used at home. If the heavenly lightning struck, a few hundred amperes of electricity would instantly kill him.
Not to mention the nano-membrane. The voltage of the heavenly lightning was extremely high.
Helpless, Mo Qiong could only use the Bastet Metal to protect himself and Jiang Long.
The aura and lightning were all blocked. This made Dongye Boyu covet the black iron even more.
"What a good treasure …"
Dongye Boyu wanted to seize power again. He knew that this thing could not recognize an owner. It could only be owned by the capable.
However, the black iron ball crashed towards him. Along the way, he could not control it no matter how much the power of his Primordial Soul tried!
"Eh? How did it recognize an owner? " He did not believe that Mo Qiong's Primordial Soul was stronger than his. He had only used a little power of his Primordial Soul to control it, but he could not take control of it.
This could only mean one thing. This piece of black iron had recognized an owner and was bound to his Primordial Soul.
"Ah! Looks like it can still recognize an owner! It's just very difficult! "Dongye Boyu thought. He thought that Mo Qiong had recognized an owner, which was why he could not control it.
However, there were two pieces of black iron here. He had controlled the other one before. It definitely did not recognize an owner.
When he took it, he could force it to recognize an owner. Then, it would be his.
"I don't believe that you can keep dodging!" Dongye Boyu realized that the black iron ball was following him. He went up and pressed it with his palm.
The black iron ball did not hurt him at all. However, when he pressed it, the black iron ball immediately flew out and rushed towards the ground.
But halfway through, he suddenly lost all of his strength and flew back in the opposite direction, crashing into his body again.
At the same time, the black iron ball cracked open, revealing Mo Qiong inside. A blood-red flying sword quickly shot out and attacked him.
"Puff, puff, puff, puff!" Dongye Boyu's aura shield was useless. It was pierced through by the flying sword like paper.
He was so scared that he hurriedly cast a defensive spell. Three layers of earthen yellow shields were formed, wanting to block the flying sword.
However, the flying sword was broken by the thick shields. It continued to move forward stubbornly, breaking through his three layers of spells and stabbing towards his face.
At the crucial moment, he waved his hand again and released a bronze bell. The bronze bell shrouded with a layer of shadow.
This was one of his defensive magic treasures. Even if it was a Nascent Soul cultivator controlling a flying sword, it could block it.
However, with a bang, a hole was pierced through the bronze bell. Spiritual Qi leaked out. At the same time, the flying sword did not slow down and hit his face.
What was even more strange was that the sword shattered itself! It still had such great power.
"Puchi!" Dongye Boyu's face was pierced, but it did not bleed. The golden armor appeared again and took the damage for him.
The golden armor itself was not damaged. After careful calculation, the power was actually not as strong as the bullet just now.
"Damn it! What kind of sword control technique is this? " Dongye Boyu was anxious. The flying sword's power was weak, but it broke through his three layers of defense and hit his face forcefully.
Generally speaking, in a battle between cultivators, it was a serious matter to be forced to use one's main body. To force one to use one's final life-saving means was definitely a formidable enemy.
However, the power was nothing much. When he realized that the golden armor was not damaged at all, he recalled that the fellow in front of him was just a small fry that had just entered the Essence Soul realm.
"Strange! It's too strange! His sword control technique must have a unique background! "Dongye Boyu thought to himself.
At the same time, Mo Qiong curled his lips, feeling a little regretful.
It was not difficult for him to hit the target, but the power was too weak. For him, who had just entered the Essence Soul realm, the flying sword's power was inferior to his Black Thearch sniper rifle.
Immortal cultivators were indeed powerful. By fusing their magic treasures into their bodies to reduce damage, it was as though they had an invisible shell. In other words, it was like having a white shield beside the health bar in games. Only by destroying the white shield would the opponent's true health bar be damaged.
Furthermore, the protective golden armor was fused into the cultivator's body. It had the effect of absorbing damage, so Mo Qiong could not use Absolute Hit to ignore it.
"The difference between you and me is not something that can be made up for with some petty tricks!" Dongye Boyu instantly took advantage of the moment when the black sphere cracked. He used the power of his Essence Soul to drive his chi into the black sphere in an attempt to kill Mo Qiong.
However, Mo Qiong controlled Jiang Long's black iron to block the chi once again.
At the same time, Mo Qiong followed the power of his Essence Soul and charged into his Niwan Palace!
This was a mental attack. Only the Essence Soul could damage the Niwan Palace. It was a competition of whose Essence Soul realm was higher.
Without a doubt, Dongye Boyu had the upper hand over Mo Qiong. When he saw that Mo Qiong wanted to compete with his Essence Soul, he was amused!
"Foolish rogue cultivator, you don't know your place!" Dongye Boyu said coldly.
When cultivators of the same level took the initiative to attack the Niwan Palace, unless they had a special mental attack, they would lose a thousand of their own.
Furthermore, he was already at the Nascent Soul realm. He was already stronger than his opponent. Mo Qiong's power of his Essence Soul would be sent to him.
However, Mo Qiong did not care about the destruction of his Essence Soul. He crazily charged towards the Nascent Soul in his Niwan Palace.
It was difficult for the Essence Soul to recuperate. Even he would have to recuperate for a long time after this collision, let alone Mo Qiong's tiny Essence Soul. He might not be able to recuperate even after a few years!
"What a lunatic! Have you used up all your tricks? Are you going all out? " Dongye Boyu's Nascent Soul sat firmly in his Niwan Palace. He thought that Mo Qiong was quite courageous. He wanted to injure him even when he was about to die. He had the courage of a lowly person who wanted to peel off a layer of his enemy's skin.
"Boom!" When the Essence Souls collided, Mo Qiong's face was as pale as paper. His Essence Soul was dispirited.
On the other hand, Dongye Boyu's Nascent Soul was only slightly shaken.
Dongye Boyu was about to kill Mo Qiong when he suddenly realized that he had lost control of his Essence Soul.
"What?"
In an instant, a clear light shot out from between his eyebrows and shot into the sky!
Dongye Boyu did not realize what had happened. His consciousness circled around his Niwan Palace twice until his body fell from the sky along with the flying sword that he lost control of. He felt that he had become a mortal.
Only then did he roar hysterically in extreme shock.
"Where is my Nascent Soul?"
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