immortal mansion

Chapter 332
Seeing that the identity badge that Mo Chen took out was indeed owned by a disciple of the Taihua Sect, Yun Shuhua's pretty face suddenly showed a lot of surprise.

At this moment, she suddenly looked behind Mo Chen, and shouted anxiously:

"Senior brother, be careful!"

Not far away, several streaks of black light emerged from the void, and the places they passed brought a little bit of frost, piercing towards Mo Chen's heart like a lightning bolt.

This blow was issued by the shady young man, and it was his natal magic weapon, Wu Bing Zi Mu Awl.

The Black Ice Mother Awl is made from the rare Ten Thousand Years Black Ice, and its power is far beyond the magic weapon of ordinary monks.This treasure comes with the power of extreme cold, once it is injured by the mother-child awl, it will be invaded by the cold air of the black ice.

At that time, it is really immortal and disabled!

At the same time, all the foundation-building monks of Luo Yuhui were not idle, and played their trump cards one after another.

Or a third-order magic talisman, or a one-time powerful magic weapon like Tianleizi.

Overwhelming, so scary!

However, their target was not Mo Chen, but the Yun sisters whose strength had been lost by half.

Thinking about it, it was to let Mo Chen take care of one thing and lose another.

"Tsk, good plan!" Mo Chen sneered.

Immediately, dozens of blue lights came out from the left hand, and dozens of talisman papers were drawn out from the right hand.

A layer of misty blue light surged on his body, which was a vision that would only appear when he was fully operating his body, and a large amount of mana began to flow out like a flood.

Not long after, the flying Zhimu Spirit Sword turned into a miniature green flood dragon, collided with the incoming Wu Bing Zimu Cone, and the splash of fire was mixed with the sound of iron forging.

In this fight, no one can do anything to anyone.

On the other side, in front of Sister Yun Shuhua, there are already dozens of layers of eight-edged golden shields.

The attacks of those Luo Yuhui Foundation Establishment monks fell on the golden shield, which immediately caused the light in the canyon to burst into flames.Although their attacks were powerful, they couldn't break so many eight-edged golden shields at once.

Seeing that Mo Chen blocked everyone's attacks with his own strength, all the Luo Yuhui monks changed their colors.

At this time, Mo Chen pinched the sword formula with his hand, and the blue light on his body became even worse.

From the miniature blue flood dragon transformed by the Zhimu Spirit Sword, six streaks of blue light immediately separated out to form two three-talented sword arrays.

Seeing this, the shady young man who had just taken back the magic weapon had a look of surprise in his eyes.

"No, he is a sword repairer!"

Hearing these words, the faces of those Luo Yuhui Foundation Establishment cultivators were all ugly.

The name of a swordsman is enough to frighten people!

"Ah, is this a sword array?"

"This person is invincible! Everyone retreat!"

At this time, the monk Luo Yuhui, who had a family background, saw that what Mo Chen was displaying was the sword cultivator's great killing skill - the sword formation!
Not only did he cast the sword array, but he also cast two sword formations at the same time...

Seeing this scene, Yun Shuhua had complicated emotions in her eyes.

"Is this the strength of the Taoist level? Sure enough, I am still far behind..."

On Mo Chen's side, seeing the monk Luo Yuhui on the opposite side start to retreat, he immediately pointed his sword forward.

"Chucky!"

The sound of sword energy breaking through the air is like the sound of chasing souls and dying!

The shady young man from Luo Yuhui was alright, he was already a cultivator at the early stage of Jindan, and he still had a lot of resistance to the three-talented sword formation, but it would be miserable for those cultivators who established the foundation.

I saw streams of sword energy starting from the Sancai sword formation, pouring obliquely from the air to the ground, directly covering the area where the foundation building monks were located.No matter how they use all their strengths, in the face of the absolute strength gap, they will not escape death in the end.

With just this one blow, there is only one person left in Luo Yuhui's group of Foundation Establishment monks.

"This man is really lucky!" Mo Chen looked at it and couldn't help admiring.

This person who was able to survive the violence of the three-talented sword array with his foundation-building strength was really lucky.

Luck is also a kind of strength, but unfortunately the opponent this person met was too strong.

Mo Chen pinched the sword formula with his hand, and tapped forward a few times.

The sound of "噗嗤" continued, and the last Luo Yu was able to build a foundation, and was cut into a blood mist by several blue sword lights flying over.

On the other hand, the situation of the shady youth is not so good.

Although he survived the burst of sword energy from the Three Talents Sword Formation by virtue of his golden core strength, he was quickly entangled by several blue lights and missed the best chance to escape.

Seeing Mo Chen approaching step by step with murderous intent on his face, a flash of panic flashed across the face of the sinister young man, he put his hands on his chest that was bleeding continuously, and said sternly while stepping back: "I, Fengyuan, am one of the eight elders of Luo Yuhui, and I am more I'm a disciple of Patriarch Cheng Yu, you can't kill me!"

Patriarch Cheng Yu?

This should be a Nascent Soul cultivator...

Hearing these words, Mo Chen not only did not hesitate in his heart, but was determined to kill this person.

Seeing that Mo Chen's eyes were getting colder, Fengyuan knew that his words had had the opposite effect, so he couldn't help but feel regretful in his heart.

Gritting his teeth, he offered a piece of fiery red jade pendant forward.

This is the protective object given to Fengyuan by the ancestor Chengyu. When activated, it can form a shield that can withstand the blow of the monk Yuanying.After a heat wave swept across, his whole body was immediately wrapped in a fiery red shield.

With this layer of protective shield, Fengyuan felt a little relieved.

But when he saw the sarcasm on Mo Chen's face, his heart skipped a beat.

"Could it be..."

On Mo Chen's side, when he saw Fengyuan releasing the shield, he didn't have any mood swings in his heart.

Although the flaming shield in front of him looks good in defense, it is obviously not as effective as the protective object given to Dong Yuncheng by Yin Luo Patriarch, which can teleport monks away from dangerous places.

As for how to solve this flaming shield...

It's not difficult, isn't it scraping?

Raising his hand was the 36 Zhimu Spirit Swords, and after a burst of dazzling blue light flickered, it had already transformed into an incomparably real giant green flood dragon.

Immediately afterwards, a large amount of sword energy gushed out from Jiao's mouth.

The shield formed by the jade pendant is a passive fire, which cannot last at all.

Every time it is hit by a sword qi, the remaining power of the shield will decrease by one point.

When continuously bombarded by a massive amount of sword energy, the shield shattered far faster than Fengbara imagined, and it was full of cracks in less than a hundred breaths.

"You can't kill me! No!"

After the exclamation, a cloud of blood mist appeared on the spot.

Only then did the Yun sisters come back to their senses, looking at Mo Chen who had easily dealt with Luo Yu's congregation monks, even though he had known that he had already prepared the Dao power, they were unavoidably shocked.

At this time, Yun Shuyue clutched her chest, and vomited out a big mouthful of blood with crushed ice in it.

"What's going on?" Mo Chen was slightly startled.

"It's not good, the heart and lungs were injured by Fengyuan's Wubing cold air!" Seeing this, Yun Shuhua's complexion changed drastically, and she quickly helped her sister Yun Shuyue, and found that she was already covered with ice cold.

Yun Shuhua immediately wanted to channel her true energy to help Yun Shuyue resist the cold.

But as soon as she raised her hand, she remembered that she was practicing ice-type kung fu, and the ice-type true energy she entered could not resist the black ice-cold energy, and would even aggravate her sister's injuries.

With Yun Shuyue's current cultivation base in the late stage of foundation establishment, if the black ice cold air in her body is allowed to continue to rage, she may die in less than a day.

Just when Yun Shuhua panicked, she heard a calm voice coming from beside her.

"Let me come." Mo Chen said.

(End of this chapter)