Chapter 1112: Demon Continent Lü Mountain, the Hateful Heavenly Demon is Here, Injuring My Disciples
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The enraged man, at this moment, erupted with 120% of his strength.
He directly charged into the main attack position.
The others saw that someone had aggroed the monster.
Then, all kinds of skills, spells, and artifacts came smashing down on Lu Ding.
At this moment, after consecutively killing two veteran God-Sealing realm experts and unleashing a charged 【Way of the Jinche】 strike, Lu Ding's condition was somewhat depleted.
He didn't want to use up the remaining Spiritual Energy inside him.
There was still a long road ahead.
While dodging with 【Celestial Shift】, Lu Ding was just about to activate 【Dharma Form】 and scoop up the White Ink Mine to make a run for it.
Suddenly, a cloud of ghosts descended.
A cold voice exploded: "Yellow Spring Art, Overflowing Ghosts into Calamity!!!"
The sky changed color abruptly, a thick scent of incense-fire assailing the senses. The ghost cloud turned into a river, and as Mottian manipulated and pushed forward, millions of ferocious ghosts manifested and surged forth within it. The range covered everything, carrying a powerful curse energy. Wherever they passed, all things melted into pus.
They directly slammed into the God-Sealing realm powerhouses surrounding Lu Ding.
This bought Lu Ding a precious moment to catch his breath.
With a 【Celestial Shift】, he flashed out of the encirclement and stood not far from Mottian, looking at the ghost who had helped him.
This familiar appearance made Lu Ding frown.
"You..."
Mottian smiled: "Sorry, forgive me for deceiving you. Actually, I am the culprit you're looking for. I originally thought we had more time, and we could talk more."
"But plans can't keep up with changes."
"If you want to cause me trouble, after we get through this pass, if fate allows us to meet again, we'll talk then, how about it?"
Although Lu Ding had long felt something was off about this guy, he honestly hadn't expected him to be a BOSS, let alone the biggest BOSS of the Nanshan Kingdom instance.
How was this any different from him disguising himself as a member of Wuwang and lurking by Yuwen Longyuan's side?
Well, then.
He had been served a taste of his own medicine.
For a moment, Lu Ding didn't know what to say.
Hard to judge.
Why did he have to leave the choice to him?
If this Mottian hadn't come back, and they met later, that would be easy—just fight and be done with it.
But he had to come back and help.
Lu Ding was a bit irritated: "I told you not to come, not to come. Can't you understand human speech?"
Mottian's expression turned serious as he looked ahead: "This isn't the time to talk about this. Hurry up and go. I won't be able to hold them off much longer."
As he spoke, Mottian manipulated the ghost cloud with both hands.
Paper money fluttered down from heaven and earth.
"Ten thousand living ghosts, a million wronged souls, ten million calamities, a billion who never return, sever life, avoid death, Yellow Spring passage!!!"
As Mottian cast the spell.
The ferocious ghosts, like a tidal wave, exploded one after another, spewing yellow pus and foul stench. They swirled together into a turbid yellow river, as if the River of Forgetfulness itself, sweeping away and continuously pulling at those God-Sealing realm cultivators, trying to drag them into the Yellow Spring.
Of course, that was impossible.
Mottian wasn't that strong yet.
At most, he could lay down some control and buy more time.
These techniques were already his ultimate killing moves. If they didn't work, he had no other way.
"What are you standing there for? Go!!!"
"I have a way to escape; they can't keep me here. I still have a backup plan!!!"
Mottian's voice rang in his ears, causing the murderous intent tangled in Lu Ding's eyes to recede back into his heart.
Logically speaking, since Mottian had committed such a huge crime, he should kill him.
But now, Mottian had turned around to help him. With his personality, he couldn't possibly do something like backstabbing.
Yet as a 749 investigator, seeing Mottian and learning his identity, he couldn't just ignore it.
Forget it, he'd go back and discuss it with Feifan and Secretary Qiu, to see if there was any flexibility.
Finally, Lu Ding made a difficult decision: "Come with me. Head back to Great Han. I can guarantee you won't die, but the fact that you committed crimes is true, and I can't not arrest you. Damn it, you shouldn't have come, shouldn't have exposed yourself. You're insane!"
While casting his spell, Mottian looked at Lu Ding: "Lu Ding, you said I returned kindness with enmity. Now I'm giving those words back to you. I came to help you, and you still want to arrest me!?"
Lu Ding couldn't be bothered to argue with him; one or two sentences wouldn't make it clear.
【Human King's Loose Hands】 was activated directly, grabbing Mottian from behind.
A roar shook the universe.
"DHARMA!!! FORM!!! HEAVEN AND EARTH!!!!!"
Boom!!!!!!
An explosion that resounded through heaven and earth served as the opening.
Lu Ding's figure began to expand dramatically.
As the mushroom cloud rose, a giant silhouette stood within it.
Lu Ding bent down, dug out the White Ink Mine area, and held it in his hands. The millions-of-meters-tall giant started sprinting wildly.
Behind him.
Mottian's killing moves were broken by the combined efforts of those God-Sealing realm experts, from start to finish not even holding them off for two minutes.
But the time in between allowed Lu Ding, in that precious breathing space, to carry the White Ink Mine and run far, far away.
That guy.
Carrying the White Ink Mine, he stomped one basin after another into the distance.
The scene was somewhat absurd.
The God-Sealing realm experts, free from control, saw Lu Ding escaping.
One by one, they roared in anger.
"Lu Ding, stop right there!!!!"
"Lu Ding, you little brat! Today, I, Wu Feng, will definitely kill you and avenge my junior sister! Even if you flee to the ends of the earth, I will kill you!!!!"
Mottian, who was being controlled by Lu Ding, looked at the crowd chasing behind and shouted: "Put me down! I can help you hold them off, or else they'll catch up. Didn't you say that scars left on the back are a disgrace!?"
Lu Ding was speechless. He had just said that casually, and this guy actually believed it: "What time is it now, and you're still talking about scars or not? Once they heal and grow back, won't others not know I have scars on my back?"
Mottian: ????????
So everything is whatever you say!?
I really believed your evil bullshit.
"Then let me go! They're about to attack!!!"
A sword aura swept across, and Lu Ding twisted his body to dodge. Even though his current form was enormous, his agility was in no way diminished.
The only problem was that he couldn't afford to take damage anymore. If he took another hit, recovering would consume a lot of Spiritual Energy.
If that triggered 【Refine Essence into Energy】, absorbing life force to make up for the deficit, who knows how badly Nanshan Kingdom would be ravaged.
But if he let Mottian go and let him help block the attacks from behind, then if Mottian spat blood and got injured, it would make Lu Ding even more conflicted.
He glanced at the White Ink Mine in his hand.
Damn it, if you chase me any more, I won't want it. I'll just throw you a hand grenade!
Seeing that the pursuers were getting closer and closer.
Lu Ding was just about to throw the White Ink Mine in his hand, cancel the 【Dharma Form】 state, and use 【Celestial Shift】 to escape with Mottian.
When a furious roar rang out.
"The Hateful Heavenly Demon of Lü Mountain on the Demon Continent is here! You injured my disciples, and I will make you die without intact corpses!!!!!"
A whisk swept out, ten thousand silver threads turning into the sharpest blades. The momentum was vast as it swept across.
Bang, bang, bang, bang...
Several God-Sealing realm experts, as if made of paper, exploded on the spot, their bodies completely obliterated!!!