immortal mansion

Chapter 324
Passing by, the two looked at each other, but neither made a sound.

Mo Chenwei sat behind the table, looking at the dancing maids in the hall, his seemingly calm expression was full of contemplation.Opposite him were the six monks from Lingxiao Palace. I don't know what kind of countermeasures they had discussed before, but they all sat quietly on the brocade couch seats at the moment.

The fairy voice was faint, but the atmosphere in the hall was frighteningly tense.

Unknowingly when, in the depths of the hall, there was already a bride wearing a red wedding dress, like black black silk scattered over her shoulders.She is wearing a blood-red silk head covering, on which is the emblem pattern of the ancient Guili country, that is, the Sanguiba pattern.

Streams of black air flowed like water, spreading towards the outside of the palace.

After a neon clothes dance, these paper maids waved their sleeves and retreated out of the hall one after another.

At the same time, the temperature in the hall began to drop sharply.

Mo Chen looked down at the table in front of him, and found that the "fine wine" in the bronze cup had already condensed into ice cubes, and the hoarfrost on it was still spreading everywhere, which was likely to stain the table with hoarfrost.

As the temperature in the hall dropped, a breathing sound like a broken bellows appeared.

And the source is the bride in the wedding dress.

To be precise, it should be called Gui Li's Daughter!

When Gui Li's daughter slowly stood up, Mo Chen knew that the ceremony of marrying a daughter had officially begun.

Wang Xiao, who was chosen as the bridegroom, was like a marionette at this moment, his walking movements were very stiff, he walked forward step by step from the gate of the palace, and walked towards the daughter of Guili on the main seat.

Every time he took a step forward, a corresponding vision appeared in the temple.

Either whimpering, or crying, or laughing foolishly...

When Wang Xiao passed in front of him, Mo Chen discovered that the body surface of this Daozi of Lingxiao Palace was actually engraved with a large number of blood-red script scripts, crawling all over his body like maggots.

As Wang Xiao kept getting closer to Gui Li's daughter, the red light on those script scripts became brighter and brighter.

Looking from a distance, there is like a blood-red figure.

What made Mo Chen feel strange was that the six people from Lingxiao Palace on the opposite side were still standing still, as if they were still waiting for something.

When Wang Xiao walked less than ten feet in front of Guili's daughter, Guili's daughter, who had been motionless, suddenly let out a laugh like the echo of hell, and then a blood shadow sprang out of her body. .

The blood shadow swayed like a flame, but it vaguely resembled the beautiful face Mo Chen had seen before. It looked at the seven Mo Chen people sitting below, and suddenly laughed fiercely:

"The auspicious time has come, the wedding ceremony begins!"

"The first ceremony, life sacrifice!"

As he said that, Xue Ying's eyes were stretched as thin as silk, and he looked at Mo Chen and a monk from Lingxiao Palace.

A strange pulling feeling came, and Mo Chen found himself in a wasteland of tombs. Looking around, all he could see were large and small grave mounds rolling like hills.

An indescribable desolation, a sense of sadness welled up in my heart.

"Crash!"

Pieces of paper money fell from the sky.

The scene in front of him changed again, and he was already on a high platform.

A figure suddenly appeared on the opposite side, it was the cultivator of Lingxiao Palace who was watched by the blood shadow.

At this time, his body has turned into a paper man.

When this person saw Mo Chen who was still as usual, his paper-like eyes showed strong shock and disbelief, and he made a paper-skin rubbing sound that didn't sound like a human voice:

"How...how is it possible that you were not turned into a paper figurine by Gui Li's daughter?"

Hearing this, Mo Chen looked down at his body surface.

Unexpectedly, he discovered that his body surface was covered with a layer of pale golden flame.

There is no doubt that this is the effect of Yaoyanghuo.

Yaoyanghuo is extremely restrained from yin and evil, Mo Chen has already known this, he never imagined that now he can counteract the power of Gui Li's daughter, preventing himself from turning into a paper figurine.

Just as he was thinking this way, the cultivators of the Lingxiao Palace over there had already started directly.

"Although I don't know why you can't turn into a paper figurine, it doesn't matter, anyway, I must be the one who wins in the end!" The face of his paper figurine showed a look of madness, and he raised his hand and threw out a sword. paper sword.

Although the sword has become paper, its power has not been reduced at all!

A dazzling sword light struck, hurting Mo Chen's eyes.

At this time, the blood shadow that came out of Guili's daughter suddenly appeared on the high platform.

There was a strong desire in its eyes, and it couldn't stop looking at Mo Chen. Its expression looked like it was about to move, and its body stretched and retracted unceasingly, which seemed very contradictory and entangled.

"Clang!" came the sound of iron striking.

In mid-air, the paper sword collided with a cloud of bluish-white moonlight.

The confrontation between the two swords was clearly evenly matched, but the cultivator of Lingxiao Palace had a strange smile on his face.

Mo Chen realized something at this moment, and his expression changed immediately.

He hurriedly retracted the Moonlight Sword, only to find that some parts of the sword body showed obvious signs of paper.

With a light break, the originally indestructible sword edge was as fragile as paper.

"This is?"

Such a vision was something he had never seen before.

What kind of power actually brittles the magic weapon flying sword into paper?
At the same time, Mo Chen regretted the Moonlight Sword again.

Although this time there were only a few fingernail-sized places on the edge of the sword, which were soaked into paper by the strange force, the damage to the Moonlight Sword was still great, and it would take several years of cultivation to be able to use it repair.

Thinking of this, a trace of anger rose in his heart.

On the opposite side, the paper figurine cultivator of Lingxiao Palace showed an anthropomorphic proud expression on his increasingly papery face, paired with pale tissue paper and glaring blobs of blood-like blush, it looked extremely weird and weird.

"How about my paper sword...how?"

Looking at the smug paper figurine, Mo Chen raised his hand expressionlessly, and hundreds of talismans flew out of his sleeve.

At this moment, the surface of the talisman already had traces of lightning flickering.

These First Wood True Lightning Talismans were all accumulated during his practice of drawing before, and they are suitable for use against the paper figurine cultivator with the power of paper on this sword.

The next moment, thunder flashed.

Hundreds of Jiamu True Thunder Talismans were fired together, forming a huge thunder pillar in an instant.

Sensing the terrifying and destructive aura carried by the thunder pillar, the paper man monk who was originally full of pride, his smile froze on his face in an instant, and instantly turned into an uncontrollable strong fear.

It tried to resist with a paper sword with the power of paper, but unexpectedly it was moths to the flame.

In front of Chunyang Zhenlei, the paper sword was crushed into fine powder, turning into a cloud of black air and dissipating invisible.

In the next moment, the paper man monk after the paper sword was destroyed had no choice but to face the majesty of Thunder.

There was only a flash of thunder passing by, and there was nothing left on the spot.

When Mo Chen saw this scene, doubts abounded in his heart.

But before he could figure it out, he saw the scene in front of him change, and he had returned to the paper palace again.

The paper figurine maid was still dancing the neon dress dance, Wang Xiao, who was dressed as a groom, was still at the gate of the hall, and even the six Lingxiao Palace monks were still standing still.

"No! The person I fought with just now has been turned into a paper man?"

At this time, Mo Chen was horrified to find that among the six Lingxiao Palace monks opposite, one of them had completely turned into a paper man.

"Could it be that this is the so-called life sacrifice?"

(End of this chapter)