Chapter 405 Escaping From Danger

"Why waste time talking to this kid? Just kill him! Muyong Xian'er must have been taken into his spatial treasure!"
"Didn't you notice? The kid behind him has the Heavenly Demon Wings, which makes his speed eerie. After Muyong Xian'er was taken into his spatial treasure, he went all out, and his speed is slightly faster than ours!"
Two masks communicate using their spiritual power.
However, their conversation is intercepted by Mo Wen's abnormal spiritual power.
"Oh... that's true!"
"Let's keep him steady first and wait for the right moment to strike."
Both of them want to stabilize Mo Wen first before discussing further.
"Let the person go first, and we'll talk slowly," the man with the red face mask said.
"Alright, I'll release the person to you right now," Mo Wen nodded.
The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then reacted.
This kid is quite clever!
"Muran Xian'er is inside there."
Mowan threw the Dan Tower towards the man with the red face mask.
Whoosh!
Danta drew a beautiful arc in the air.
A man with a red mask on his face saw a seven-story black tower flying towards him and reached out with his right hand to catch it.
Whoosh!
Just as the black tower was about to touch his palm, it suddenly dodged his arm and charged towards his head.
Bang!
The mask shattered and the black little tower slammed into the opponent's face.
The red-nosed old man after the mask shattered, his head buzzing loudly, and nosebleeds flowed.
Holy shit! So tough!
This is the banter between Mo Wen and another white-faced masked man.
This mask is not only used to conceal one's appearance, but also has a protective effect on the head.
The white-faced masked man saw his companion's mask being shattered by the opponent's black little tower with blood flowing, and couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart.
This small tower is an extraordinary treasure, capable of injuring even a venerable individual.
Bang!
With a loud clang, before the man in the red mask could react, he was struck on the back of his head by the tower, causing him to fall to the ground.
"Hahaha... unexpectedly, it is a spiritual treasure born with intelligence!" the man with the white mask laughed wildly.
He discovered that this small tower could move freely and was not triggered by the young man opposite.
"Where do you think you're going!" The man with the white mask appeared next to Danta, his large hand reaching out.
Just as his palm was about to grasp Danta, he suddenly stopped.
Because behind him, a terrifying surge of energy erupted.
"Dragon Fist!"
A golden dragon bursts out from Mo Wen's arm and charges towards the man with the red mask on his back.
"Hmph! Overestimate yourself!"
The man with the white mask coldly snorts, and with a flick of his sleeve, a wall of Qi force condenses in front of him.
Boom!
The golden dragon crashed into the energy wall and disappeared.
Whoosh!
The tower spirit seized the opportunity when the opponent withdrew to defend and controlled Danta to return to Mowen's side.
"Hisss! It hurts so much!" The red-faced old man got up from the ground and held his forehead with his hand.
I seem to have been sneak attacked just now!
"Huh!"
"I won so quickly, I'll give him another attack!" Tower Spirit muttered softly when he saw the awakened Immortal Lord.
Whoosh!
The red-faced old man's instinctive brain felt a gust of wind behind his head, and his whole body's hair stood up.
He turned his head and looked behind him, only to see a black stream of light constantly enlarging in his pupils.
Crack!!!
The old man with a red face splattered blood on his forehead, his eyelids flipped over, and he fell to the ground again.
However, this time he was prepared and was not knocked unconscious.
Boom!
The man with the white mask wanted to make a move to capture Danta, but was stopped by Mo Wen.
The two engaged in a physical confrontation, with their strengths being evenly matched.
"Who are you? And why is your physical strength so strong?" The masked man looked at Mo Wen and frowned.
"He is a Zunzhe realm cultivator, and the opponent's cultivation has already been revealed in the battle, reaching the pinnacle of Immortal Emperor realm."
When did such a figure appear among the gods?
"You are from the human race!" Mo Wen narrowed his eyes as he observed the other party's pupils.
He didn't pay attention earlier, but now he noticed the color of the other party's pupils.
"Kid, this guy's head is too hard. My attacks have little effect on him," Talin's voice echoed in Mo Wen's mind.
Mo Wen looked up and saw that the senior-level powerhouse had stood up and was engaging in a fight with Talin.
Taling's speed is faster than the opponent's, and each attack hits the opponent's body with a bang.
But the opponent seems unaffected, like an ordinary person.
Mo Wen shifted his gaze to the red-faced old man, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"This iris color! It's the demon clan!"
Seeing this scene, Mo Wen frowned.
How did the demon clan and the human clan come together?
"Kid, inject divine yuan power into the tower. I'll activate my ultimate move to wipe them out!" the Tower Spirit's voice resounded again.
"Can you erase powerful beings at the venerable level?" Mo Wen asked curiously.
"Yes, but at a great cost. I will once again fall into a deep slumber and need a thousand years to recover before awakening again," the Spirit Tower responded.
"And you will also be seriously injured during the process of withdrawing my cultivation. Unless absolutely necessary, I will not make such a choice."
"No need! You come back!" Mo Wen refused, saying, "I can shake them off!"
Severe injury status?
The means to eliminate venerable-level powerhouses definitely require a significant amount of immortal elemental power.
Moreover, being heavily injured would make oneself even more dangerous.
Keep in mind that there is still one person lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
If he falls into a critical injury state, it's not worth it.
"I forgot if you didn't mention it, you still have the Heavenly Demon Wing, kid. This thing can indeed help you evade their pursuit," Taling said, remembering Mo Wen's Heavenly Demon Wing.
Whoosh!
Mo Wen's clothes on his back were pierced by a pair of immaculate bone wings, and Dante was withdrawn by him.
"This kid wants to escape, don't let him get away!" The red-faced old man guessed Mo Wen's thoughts based on his actions.
"Two of you, I'll take a step ahead!"
Mo Wen's bone wings behind him trembled lightly and turned into a stream of light, escaping into the distance.
The two venerable level powerhouses transformed into streams of light and chased after Mo Wen in the direction he left.
Tianyao Wing, under the full mobilization of Mo Wen, moved further and further away from the two.
After chasing for a quarter of an hour, the two looked at Mo Wen, who was displayed in their vision, and looked at each other.
"Miss's assigned task is not completed, what should we do?" the red-faced old man frowned and said.
“慕容仙儿没抓住，我们回去把慕容轩处理掉，将功赎罪。”白脸面具男子沉吟片刻，然后开口道。
“好！”红脸老者闻言，点了点头。
Soon afterwards, the two of them turned into swift light and flew towards the direction they came from.
Whoosh!
Just after they left, a black-cloaked figure appeared, concealed by a cloak.
She looked in the direction Mo Wen disappeared, snorted coldly.
"An obstructive fellow! Don't let me find out who you are!"
"Otherwise, I will make sure you die without a complete corpse, your soul scattered."
In the forest, Murong Xuan held a long sword in his hand, pointing it directly at the person in front.
"Are you humans trying to start a war with our celestial race?" Murong Xuan looked at the masked man across from him and said coldly.
"Murong Xuan, has there ever been a cessation of the war between the human and celestial races?" the masked man sneered.
Murong Xuan remained silent upon hearing the words.