Chapter 1130 Falling Out

Even with the vitality network, Chushen network and Chuyuan network, Mo Wuji still felt waves of weakness while he was escaping.

The previously vast void forest collapsed under his great destruction technique, and then dissipated into the void.

As for the void teleportation array heading to the Divine Continent, it naturally disappeared.

Mo Wuji has no plans to return to the Divine Continent temporarily. There is the Tianhen Saint waiting for him in the Divine Continent. If his strength does not improve, he will be seeking death if he goes back.

It's just that he didn't expect the nail-head book to be so terrifying, and the black nail-head feathers and arrows driven into his body melted away like ice and snow. Now he can only endure the continuous collapse of vitality and the continuous consumption of divine energy and spiritual thoughts.

No matter how strong his vitality network is, it cannot continue to support him like this forever.

After running away for several hours, Mo Wuji stopped. What he most urgently needs now is to find a place to heal his wounds and remove all the Taoist charms of the nail-headed book.

Before Mo Wuji could find his direction, Meng Ye's figure landed not far away from Mo Wuji. He looked at Mo Wuji in surprise and said, "Brother Mo, your magical power is too powerful. If it weren't for your great destruction technique, it would be difficult for us to escape from that stone palace today... Hey, is Brother Mo injured? ?”

When Emperor Mingyue offered the nail-headed book, Meng could see it clearly. All seven nail-head book feather arrows tore apart Mo Wuji's territory. Later, because he ran away in a hurry, he did not see clearly that Mo Wuji was hit by a nail-head book feather arrow.

Now Mo Wuji's whole body Dao Yun was dissipated and he could no longer control his aura. Meng was also one of the Three Dispersion Saints, so it was obvious immediately that Mo Wuji had indeed been hit by a nail-biting book.

Mo Wuji nodded and said in a weak tone, "I was nailed by three nail-headed book feather arrows and have lost the ability to move. Maybe my only ability is to self-destruct..."

"Ah..." Meng Ye's mind suddenly started to change rapidly, and he could even feel that his blood flow was accelerating. As a quasi-sage who has obtained the title of Sansheng, Meng Ye has a firm mind and cannot suppress his inner struggle at this moment.

He had seen and experienced Mo Wuji's power with his own eyes, and he knew even more clearly what treasures Mo Wuji had on him. The treasure that can imprison Saint Huantiao is definitely the top world, even surpassing the treasures of the True Spirit World. Even this top world is enough to make him jealous. Secondly, Mo Wuji has just obtained the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo, as well as Mo Wuji’s Luoshu, Kunwu Sword, Tianji Mud, Great Destruction Technique, Void Formation Technique, and Hongmeng Breathing...

No more counting, because Mo Wuji had too many treasures.

If he could kill Mo Wuji and get everything Mo Wuji had, he would be fine.

Meng also thought of this and quickly suppressed his thoughts. He knew that if Mo Wuji did not compromise, even if he killed Mo Wuji, he would not be able to obtain Mo Wuji's world. The last sentence of the other party showed that if he turned against him, the other party would probably blow himself up.

Thinking of this, Meng Ye swallowed hard and said anxiously, "Brother Mo, let's find a place to heal quickly..."

Even though he said this, he was still thinking about how to kill Mo Wuji and gain Mo Wuji's world. He was too aware of the horror of nail-headed books. Why is Emperor Mingyue so fearful to so many powerful men? It's because he owns the nailhead book. Just one of the black feather arrows generated by the nail-head book is enough to kill someone. Mo Wuji hit three in a row, and the weakness he felt at this moment must be real. I heard that the Dark Dao Lord, one of the Four Dao Lords, was caught in the nail-biting book of Emperor Mingyue, and his final whereabouts were unknown.

Meng Ye's thoughts were clear to Mo Wuji, there was no such thing as this old guy. Moreover, God Emperor Mingyue had a big killer weapon like a nail-headed book, and Meng did not tell him either. You know, he also saved Meng Ye once in that stone palace. If this guy doesn't tell him, he must have his own little plan.

However, Mo Wuji was not angry. Everyone seemed to be in harmony with each other. Compared to Kun Yun, Meng Ye was much more cunning and insidious. So when his Chushenluo helped Meng Ye exorcise Nisha Daoyun, he also took the opportunity to leave a mark of divine thoughts on Meng Ye. With Meng Ye's current state, he wanted to discover the mark of divine thoughts left by him. I'm afraid it's unlikely. Unless Meng Ye's strength will rise suddenly in a short period of time.

"Fellow Daoist Meng, don't worry. The Emperor Mingyue was severely injured by me, and he probably only has one breath left. As for the Dao Lord of the Desert, when he resisted my great destruction technique, I fired a few divine arrows to enter. His sea of ​​consciousness is probably more seriously injured than Ming Yue at this moment. It's a good thing that these two guys are not worried about us chasing them. How dare they chase us?" Mo Wuji waved his hand and said pretending not to care.

Meng also breathed a sigh of relief. He did not think that what Mo Wuji said was a lie. He had seen Mo Wuji's strength with his own eyes. His spiritual thoughts were so powerful that when he was resisting the Great Destruction Technique in the desert, it was normal for Mo Wuji to have the opportunity to attack him. He didn't know that Mo Wuji didn't talk about his spiritual thoughts and arrows at that time, but also relied on his spiritual energy storage to escape.

In Meng Ye's mind at this moment, Ming Yue and Da Mo were seriously injured, so not only could he deal with Mo Wuji calmly, but he could also hunt down Da Mo and Ming Yue afterwards. In this competition, he was the big winner. But how to make Mo Wuji open his world willingly like Huan Tiao is the key.

"Brother Mo, just in case. I think we still need to strengthen our strength..." At this point, Meng also paused for a moment before continuing, "Brother Mo, we have already obtained the Jibing Tianzhu, why not bring it to us?" Give me the Tianji mud."

Mo Wuji quickly said, "Of course, my spiritual thoughts can't touch my own world right now. I'll give it to you right away after I heal for a while."

After saying this, Mo Wuji ignored Meng Ye, casually shot dozens of formation patterns to protect him, and began to heal his wounds in the void.

He had sensed Meng Ye's murderous intention, and Mo Wuji was sure that as long as he took out the Tianji Mud, Meng Ye would use all his strength to deal with him the next moment.

With Mo Wuji's current strength, he wouldn't be afraid of Meng Ye. At most, he would just run away. It's just that Meng Ye, a white-eyed wolf, would feel too uncomfortable if he took out Tianji Mud and then ran away. He promised to give Meng Ye the Tianji mud. As long as he obtained the Jibing Tianzhu, he would give it to Meng Ye.

What he was unhappy about was that Meng Ye actually wanted to plot against his ally.

He said healing was a lie. Mo Wuji knew that no matter how much time he spent here, it would only make his injury worse. With his current strength, he couldn't get rid of the Taoist aura of the nail-headed book in a short time. He is sitting here waiting, waiting for the Dao Lord of the Desert and the Emperor Mingyue.

It is true that Emperor Mingyue was severely injured by him, but the slight injury in Da Mo could even be said to be completely undamaged. With old and cunning guys like Da Mo and Ming Yue, Mo Wuji would be blind if he didn't catch up after the matter was sorted out.

Seeing that Mo Wuji really started to heal his wounds unscrupulously, Meng Ye kept fighting in his heart whether to take action or not. In the end, he held back and did not take action.

The reason why he didn't take action was not because he cared about Mo Wuji being an ally, but because he hadn't harvested the Tianji Ni yet. If Mo Wuji was angered and Mo Wuji simply exploded his own world, he would never be able to get that day's clay in his lifetime.

When he gets the Tianji Clay, he will never make it easy for Mo Wuji. Naturally, he knew how powerful the nail-head book was. Mo Wuji's attempt to heal his wounds here and force him to use the nail-head book was a fool's errand.

After two hours passed, Mo Wuji suddenly opened his eyes. He sensed God Emperor Mingyue approaching quickly. Emperor Mingyue was severely injured by him, and his great destruction technique, Daoyun, was not so easily driven away.

"How's it going?" Meng Ye saw Mo Wuji opening the protective array and quickly asked with concern.

Mo Wuji sighed and took out a fist-sized piece of Tianji mud and threw it to Meng Ye and sighed, "The rhyme of nail-head calligraphy is too terrible, I can't drive it away. I'll give you the Tianji mud. I'm going to find a place to retreat to heal my injuries." , let’s just say goodbye.”

Meng Ye grabbed the Tianji Ni, suppressed his inner excitement and threw the Tianji Ni into his own world before heaving a sigh and sighing, "Fellow Daoist Mo, this Tianji Ni is still missing."

Mo Wuji chuckled and said, "There is no other way. I only have this point. This is what I promised you at the beginning. I'll take my leave, Fellow Daoist Meng."

"Wait!" Meng Ye's Buddha dust flew up and blocked Mo Wuji's way.

Mo Wuji's face darkened, "Meng Ye, do you want to take action?"

"What did Fellow Daoist Mo say? I also need a little of that Jibing Tianzhu, of course not more, just half of it." Meng Ye said lightly. When he spoke, hundreds of millions of dust threads had already transformed into The dusty space blocked Mo Wuji's path.

Mo Wuji looked at Meng Ye calmly, "Today I am going to heal my injury and give you some interest for the time being. When I am healed, you must not let it fall into my hands."

After saying this, Mo Wuji didn't even move the Half-Moon Heavy Halberd, but just stepped out in the air. The billions of Buddha threads that trapped Mo Wuji's space were like decorations, unable to stop Mo Wuji at all. Mo Wuji disappeared without a trace.

Meng Ye looked blankly at the direction in which Mo Wuji disappeared, dazed. How could this kind of action look like someone caught in a nail-biting book?