immortal mansion

Chapter 345 Twelve Capitals Killing Sword Formation
The Taihua Villa, a martial arts field that has never been very popular, has gathered more than a hundred Taihua sect monks at this time.

Mo Chen and the other seven Golden Cores were all standing at the front of the team, their eyes focused on the high platform in front of them.

Hanging on the high platform of the Taihua flag, there is a young man who is as rich as jade standing at this moment, and he is the ancestor of Yuzhang who has recovered from his injuries, and is now making preparations before departure.

"This trip is dangerous, have you ever prepared yourself?" His eyes swept over everyone present, and finally settled on Mo Chen.

What I got was a firm answer from everyone.

"For Taihua, I will die!"

"Okay!" Patriarch Yuzhang said happily.

"It's Taihua's fortune to have you today..."

As he spoke, he lifted his cuffs and released a mini airship.

The flying boat rose against the wind, and it turned into a giant flying boat in a short time.

Compared with Yuan Qiongzi's, this flying boat is not only much larger in size, but also the material of the hull is better, with a lot of iron essence incorporated in it, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a magic weapon.

It can only be said that Patriarch Yuzhang is worthy of being the Vice-Hall Master of the Pill Hall.

Standing on the flying boat, Mo Chen's thoughts were hard to calm down.

The day before yesterday he paid a visit to Uncle Yuzhang and said that he was ready to go.

But Uncle Yuzhang asked Mo Chen to wait a little longer, and then there was a scene where all the cultivators of Taihua gathered together today.

At this time, there were footsteps, and Mo Chen turned his head to look, and found that it was the daughter of Uncle Yuzhang, that is, the silver-haired old woman.

When the other party saw him, his eyes were slightly cold and he didn't say a word, but offered a jade slip with both hands.

After the silver-haired old woman gave the jade slip, she turned and left.

Mo Chen was a little confused at first, but after reading the information in the jade slips, he finally understood everything.

It turned out that Uncle Yuzhang had temporarily changed his plan during his trip and planned to send him to Beichen Pass.

As far as Mo Chen knew, Master Yuzhang's previous plan was to go to the hometown of Yue Country to harass and delay the Lingxiao Palace monks there.

The risks required by the two plans are not at the same level at all.

It should be known that Beichen Pass is already the outermost perimeter of the defense line of Lingxiao Palace. Once Yuzhang Patriarch, the Nascent Soul cultivator, appears there, he will definitely attract all the Nascent Soul cultivators from Lingxiao Palace like stabbing a hornet's nest.

At that time, Patriarch Yuzhang will have to fight hard.

"No wonder she would give me a face..." Mo Chen smiled wryly in his heart.

……

Half a month later, the shuttle had to stop.

The reason is that there is already a team of Lingxiao Palace monks waiting ahead.

Like the Taihua sect here, the Nascent Soul cultivator over there is also leading the team, and it's not a Nascent Soul cultivator. In addition to Patriarch Youjian, Patriarch Cheng Yu is also in it.

Looking at the two of them coldly, Patriarch Yuzhang shifted his gaze to Patriarch Chengyu, and said coldly, "Friend Cheng, do you mean that Taihuazong is your enemy?"

Hearing this, Patriarch Cheng Yu shook his head.

"I came here today only to settle personal grievances. With Mo Chen killing Fengyuan first, it is natural for me to kill him. It is reasonable and legal. How can I say that I am an enemy of Taihuazong?"

"Huh, you're so eloquent!"

Patriarch Yuzhang snorted coldly, "Since that's the case, there's nothing to say, let me learn the methods of the two of you!"

After all, he flew out of the airship and lifted up high into the sky.

Patriarch Cheng Yu and Patriarch Youjian looked at each other, the latter nodded confidently, and the two followed together.

Cultivator Nascent Soul left, and it was time for Mo Chen and others to make a move.

When he cast Lingqing purple pupils and looked towards the opposite side, a familiar figure came into view.

"Wang Xiao?"

"Just in time!"

A gleam of coldness flashed in Mo Chen's eyes, before he could wait for the cultivator of Taihua Sect behind him, he went to kill the cultivator of Lingxiao Palace alone.

On the other side, when Wang Xiao saw Mo Chen rushing out of the team, he did the same thing.

There was no nonsense, the two sides shot directly.

On Mo Chen's side, there was a torrent of moonlight as soon as he made a move.

Unsurprisingly, he was easily dodged by Wang Xiao, and fell into the formation formed by the monks of the Lingxiao Palace behind, and was resolved by an invisible shield.

But this was just a blow from Mo Chen.

In just a few breaths, he released all 36 wood spirit swords.

During the flight, three seven-star sword arrays have been formed respectively.

There was only a burst of bright spiritual light erupting, and the three seven-star sword arrays were immediately activated one by one.

"Chucky!"

The sound of piercing through the air was so dense that it made one's scalp tingle just by hearing it.

Wang Xiao, who was on the opposite side, couldn't help being surprised.Only a few years have passed, and Mo Chen's strength has actually grown to a level comparable to his.

With Wang Xiao's eyesight, he can naturally see the horror of the three sword formations.

Thinking of this, he immediately looked at Mo Chen squarely.

Opening his mouth, Wang Xiao sprayed out a golden sword pill.

Different from Mo Chenxiu's sword formation, he followed the pure way of sword cultivation, which is the same path as the internal sword cultivation of Taihuazong Fengxuan Dao.

As soon as that sword pill appeared, there was a burst of extremely fierce sword intent!

Like a tsunami, it immediately swept across the entire battlefield.

On both sides of Taihuazong and Lingxiao Palace, there are Jindan cultivators who use swords and magic weapons. When their magic weapons are swept by the sword, they actually let out bursts of wailing like begging for mercy.

Wang Xiaoyao pointed at Mo Chen, and the sword pill suddenly burst into three bright and extinguishing sword lights.

Although the quantity of the sword light emitted by the sword pill is far less than the massive sword light erupting from the Seven Star Sword Formation, it is far superior in quality by several times, and it is actually able to swim upstream in the torrent of sword light erupting.

Then, the three seven stars collapsed one after another.

Seeing this, Mo Chen had no expression on his face, the sword formula in his hand changed, and the mana in his body poured out like a flood, and three sword arrays were formed again immediately.

This time, what he used was no longer the Seven Stars Sword Formation, but the Twelve Capital Killing Sword Formation used by the monks of Xuanjianmen that day.

Only those who have truly understood this sword formation will know the horror of the Twelve Capitals Slaying Sword Formation.

Point the sword forward, and suddenly three sword arrays erupt!
For a moment, Wang Xiao suddenly felt that he was dragged into the sword field.

Everywhere you look, there are sword lights.

With so many massive sword lights, no matter how sharp the sword lights he slashed out from the sword pill, they would be overwhelmed by the extreme number.

"Interesting, is this the ultimate meaning of Taihua Lingchen?" Wang Xiao suddenly felt his blood start to boil. This feeling has not appeared for many years since he was named Taoist.

"That being the case, I can't teach you to underestimate me!"

Wang Xiao suddenly pointed to the sky, raised his head and shouted: "Open the sky, come here!"

Suddenly, a dazzling light suddenly appeared!
In the void, a sword shadow suddenly burst out, twisted for a while, and submerged into the sword pill.

Wang Xiao's sword pill has already given birth to a sword spirit, but he has not allowed the two to truly merge, in order to maximize the power of the sword pill.

Now that he met Mo Chen, he made the sword pill and the sword spirit one.

"Puff-puff-puff."

A faint heartbeat sounded from Jianwan.

After merging with the sword spirit, it seemed to have life.

As if sensing Wang Xiao's thoughts, Jianwan sent out a dazzling sword against the overwhelming sword light.

Open the sky with one sword!
(End of this chapter)