Cultivating immortals is a hard job

Mo Xun ignored the other party's roar and just used his magic power to speed up.

His cultivation in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, coupled with his strong horizontal training body, made him leave almost no afterimage in the air.

The whole person was so fast that it seemed like teleportation.

But as his speed increased, the movements of the green dragon also changed qualitatively.

If the two had only used 50% of their strength to test each other, now they were ready to fight to the death.

"Thief, return my purple gold bell quickly, or I will cut you!"

The two rushed out of this strange dojo one after another in just a few breaths.

Mo Xun kept using his skills in front, applying his body movements and various escape techniques to the limit of his current mastery.

And the green dragon, like a green stream of light, always followed closely.

To say whether Mo Xun regretted taking the strange bell, he did have some regrets.

But he was a little unwilling to hand it over so easily.

After so many years of cultivation experience, he has long understood a truth.

In this world where the strong prey on the weak, if you don't fight, God will not give you the Great Dao out of pity for your self-preservation.

In short, cultivation is a dead cycle of using life to gain life span, and using life span to prolong life.

Of course, mindless fighting will only end this cycle hastily!

Only by continuing this cycle infinitely can the Great Dao end!

After fighting with the green dragon, he also figured it out. Even if the beast tried its best, it should not be able to do anything to him, so he dared to be so arrogant.

However, as an old monster who has been practicing for ten thousand years, he doesn't believe that this beast has no trump card.

Therefore, while he is full of confidence, he will not be careless.

Just as Mo Xun was thinking like this, the breath of the green dragon suddenly disappeared strangely.

In an instant, he could not feel any fluctuations in the opponent's mana and spiritual tracking.

Mo Xun, who had been through many battles, obviously didn't think that he had gotten rid of the opponent easily, so he was not at all relaxed, but was deeply alert.

Sure enough, when he used the six-zhang golden light and condensed a circle of golden body protection around him, the whole world in front of him suddenly changed.

Originally, after leaving the mysterious dojo, he should have entered the area of ​​the soul light.

With the previous experience, he was not worried about this kind of death light.

But the dark gray jungle seemed to have been moved by someone all of a sudden, and disappeared completely.

Instead, there was a very dreamy scene.

What he saw was replaced by an illusory green color, and the vision went from near to far, from clear to blurred, as if it was very far away, and as if it was very close.

The surroundings were like a void with nothing, giving people the feeling that they had entered a dream.

"Illusion!"

Mo Xun frowned, this situation was too familiar to him.

As the saying goes, a long illness makes a good doctor. Although he did not study the illusion path deeply, he had suffered a lot in this area.

Even the fact that he could show such a fast cultivation speed was also attributed to the Wuhuan Fruit.

What shocked him was that this beast was actually good at this.

Mo Xun first stopped, then closed his eyes and released his consciousness to the maximum extent.

He did not hope to break the spell with this, but just to guard against the sneak attack of the green dragon in the case of all unknowns.

"Human cultivator, I will ask you one last time, are you going to hand over the things or not?"