Cultivating immortals is a hard job

This thing exudes an evil black aura all over its body, and its face is ugly. One look at it will make you disgusted.

But this thing is a genuine Nascent Soul!

Generally speaking, Nascent Soul is extremely difficult to capture alive.

In addition to the elusive teleportation and self-destruction, even the great monks in the later stages had to stay away when they encountered him.

Mo Xun's ability to subdue this thing was somewhat due to luck.

The appearance of the black Nascent Soul, not to mention the incomprehensible shock of Lan Xin, even the incarnation of the lotus body with a dull expression had a strange look in its eyes.

Under the guidance of Mo Xun's spiritual thoughts, the incarnation immediately sat down and threw the jade box in his hand, landing steadily three inches above his head.

In an instant, the black energy emitted by the Nascent Soul enveloped the entire person in it.

Strange black lights emanated from the Nascent Soul and circulated around the incarnation.

There seemed to be vague threads being established between the two.

Although Mo Xun has never fused with Nascent Soul, he had consulted many classics for this purpose many years ago, and even put a lot of effort into research.

Although the situation was critical, he did not show any panic.

Thinking back then, whether it was condensing the golden elixir or breaking the elixir to become a baby, he could be said to have experienced countless lives and deaths.

What does this scene mean?

Lan Xin, on the other hand, looked motionless at the incarnation of the Nascent Soul that was being fused to the side, her heart full of complexity.

Just like her name, this woman has a pure heart. With just one glance, you can understand what Mo Xun is doing at the moment.

After decades of being trapped, she is still a foundation-building monk.

Perhaps in this life, it is very likely that there will be no chance of getting the golden elixir.

But now, she has to witness the birth of a Nascent Soul monk.

And this person is the one she cares about very much.

On the one hand, she was happy for the other person's upcoming achievements, but on the other hand, she was a little disappointed.

Once the other party successfully merges, the gap between the two will become even more distant.

This distance is not spiritual.

Foundation-building monks only have two to three hundred years to live, but Yuanying can live to be more than a thousand years old.

Probably when she grows old, the other person will still be a handsome young man.

Naturally, Mo Xun would not know about Lan Xin's thoughts.

Because he needed to be distracted to fuse Nascent Soul, he had to deal with the current situation more difficultly.

Fortunately, this integration will not last long.

If it took decades like a normal birth, he wouldn't make a dangerous move!

However, the advanced lotus body incarnation is still different from the real Yuanying monk.

In addition to having less longevity, there will also be some discount in strength.

But this is also relative to the mana of the deity!

Because of Mo Xun's own strength, even if his incarnation is inferior, he may not be much disadvantaged compared to ordinary Nascent Soul monks.

On the other side, Mo Jiao, who didn't know where he was, also noticed the movement here.

"You are an interesting human monk. Not only do you practice the art of clones, but you also have such a high-level incarnation. Even the method of merging the Nascent Soul is quite unique and mysterious. If you hadn't had any grudge against me, I wouldn't have I really want to know what kind of experiences you have had..."

Mo Jiao suddenly laughed, and the laughter seemed to come from all directions, echoing in the air.

"But it's not impossible. I just need to capture your Nascent Soul and search for its soul!"

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of iron chains flew towards him again.

Although Mo Jiao did not show any fear of Mo Xun merging Nascent Soul in this situation, his actions showed this.

I saw chains entangling Mo Xun, and at the same time, a dark green light suddenly fell from the head of the avatar.

This light is only as thick as a thumb, like an arrow of light piercing directly below.

The green light tore through the golden Heavenly Demon Tower and poured in from the head of the dark Nascent Soul. The originally lifeless Nascent Soul's facial features suddenly became ferocious and twisted, and it couldn't help but tremble.

The incarnation beneath it also had an expression of extreme pain, and let out a roar from its mouth, followed by a spurt of blood.

The blood was dark red with a hint of ink, dyeing the chest red.

When Mo Xun saw this, with a thought in his mind, Xuantian Huo turned into a fire luan, and rushed directly towards the general, blocking the green light with his body.

The Heavenly Demon Tower was a masterpiece of golden light that suddenly expanded and completely blocked the green light.

This sudden change made Mo Xun secretly frightened.

Because of his mental involvement, he has absolute control over the fusion process of the incarnation.

Just now, even he almost suffered a backlash!

I saw his heart became fierce, and the bloodthirsty sword in his hand flashed a red light, and then traces of blood began to spread around the sword body.

Because this sword is too evil, he rarely uses it unless it is absolutely necessary.

Even after each sacrifice, he was always careful not to use his full strength.

As for the reason, it is to avoid being corroded by inner demons.

It should be noted that in recent years, although he rarely had the intention to kill, once he did, his opponents would at least be alchemy monks.

Even if there are powerful Nascent Souls, there are several of them.

After every killing, he would make the bloodthirsty sword absorb the blood.

As time went by, the power of the sword in his hand was no longer as powerful as when it was cast.

The bloody spirit of injustice in this place has reached an extremely strong level.

The moment he used the blood inside the long sword, the bright red breath gradually wrapped around his wrist and penetrated into his body.

His eyes also turned red the next moment.

A strong wind blew, lifting his long hair and clothes.

From a distance, he was wrapped in a ball of bright red, with a strange red light in his deep pupils. Under the entanglement of countless iron chains, he looked like a killing god.

He looked grim, without any expression on his face.

Then he moved suddenly.

The red sword light passed by, drawing a stream of light in the air, like a blood dragon gushing out.

Boom boom boom, the blood dragon hit the iron chain, and there were bursts of piercing sounds.

The thick iron snake, which was originally very difficult to deal with, suddenly became vulnerable in front of the blood dragon. After just a few swords, the iron chains were shattered or repelled one by one.

As for Mo Xun, it seemed that he had lost consciousness all of a sudden, just holding the long sword and slashing randomly.

His Thousand Illusion Sword Technique, which had already achieved some success, was no longer useful at this time.

With a sweep of the sword, countless cold and evil auras were released, some were evil dragons, some were strange beasts, rendering the surroundings into a red world.

What was shocking was that the sword lights not only attacked the entangled iron chains, but also chopped on the Heavenly Demon Tower and Chi Li.

Mo Xun, who was controlled by blood, seemed to have entered a state where he could not distinguish between friend and foe.

Under this scene, Lan Xin, who had just recovered from the shock, fell into astonishment again.