immortal mansion

Chapter 444
A sword shadow descended from the sky, fell to a height of ten feet above the ground and exploded.

Countless fierce sword energy erupted, sweeping the ground with a radius of hundreds of feet, sweeping away all the ghosts within this range.

Such scenes are repeated in this land of hundreds of miles.

Just three quarters of an hour ago, Mo Chen had no choice but to take the initiative. The reason was that there were too many ghosts coming up. If he didn't take action again, he would not be able to resist the swarm of day-by-day mayflies alone.

Fortunately, low-intensity shots will not consume too much mana for him.

Although he is in the ghost domain, the spirit body is not needed, but only by taking the Bihua spirit fruit, Mo Chen can maintain the integrity of the true energy in his body, and he can almost keep making shots while maintaining the current frequency of shots .

Under the robbery cloud in the distance, a blue giant dragon with hundreds of feet is coiling on the rock peak to accept the baptism of robbery thunder.

A series of silver-white lightnings fell, smashing its scales one by one, and then turned into a thick vitality, penetrating into the Jiao's body, allowing those smashed scales to regenerate, and so on and on.

If you want to transform into a dragon, there are countless difficulties in the middle, and you can't easily overcome it by taking the dragon grass. This is a threshold that you must cross.

After that, you will take a step towards the road of transforming into a dragon.

If it fails, then naturally everything will stop!
The only thing Mo Chen can do to help Shui Lan now is to help it stop all the ghosts rushing up.

Another Geng Jingzhi Wood Spirit Sword was shot out, this time the target was the group of ghosts that had just engulfed more than ten third-order mayflies.

This group of ghosts are all blood-dropping stone statues with bat wings on their backs. Although they don't know how such ghosts were formed, they were still blasted into stone powder under the cutting of the sword energy from the Geng Jing to Wood Spirit Sword.

But in the blink of an eye, all the stone statues were restored to their original state.

Seeing this scene, Mo Chen frowned slightly, and the sword formula in his hand changed immediately.

"Buzz!" Spirit Sword groaned softly.

Immediately afterwards, the blade was stained with a layer of gray light.

"Return to the Void!"

With these words in his mouth, he pointed his sword at the group of ghosts.

The spirit sword moved immediately, stabbing directly at the group of bleeding stone statues.

There was no sound, and the place where the spirit sword went was filled with gray light, and the ghost immediately melted like ice and snow. The bleeding stone statue that had shown a strange recovery ability before seemed to have disappeared at this moment, and was also eliminated by the gray light.

"Huh..." Mo Chen let out a long breath.

He hasn't fully mastered Guixu Sword Art yet, so it's not a small burden on his body, and he just barely used it.

Fortunately, the group of weird bleeding stone statues were wiped out.

On Shuilan's side, the lightning calamity of metamorphosis continued. While the old scales were smashed, new scales continued to grow. This was an indescribably painful pain.

The degree of pain is tantamount to continuous cramping and pulling bones.

It actually knew what Mo Chen was doing.

Shui Lan is the least qualified among Mo Chen's three spirit beasts.

Needless to say, Mica is a fairy beast, the lower limit of future growth has already been determined, and the aptitude of the insect mother is also extraordinary, otherwise she would not start to advance as soon as she got the Sky Spirit Grass.

Only Shui Lan as a water dragon, although the upper limit of growth is much higher than that of many monsters, but because of the mottled and impure inborn blood, normally it can only reach the third level where all dragons would stop. After all, there are very few dragons that can break through to the fourth level .

As early as the second level, Shui Lan had already clearly understood this point, so it was so edible.

It eats the delicious ones, and it also eats the bad ones.

Everything, of course, is for today's surviving the catastrophe.

There was no sudden explosion, because this is the normal state of crossing the catastrophe. Shui Lan has been silently enduring the baptism of the catastrophe thunder, carefully calculating and saving precious physical strength to deal with the next wave of catastrophe thunder.

On Mo Chen's side, even though the true essence in his body has been replenished with spiritual fruits, it inevitably declined.

"Many, too many, too many!"

While manipulating the spirit sword to kill the enemy, a huge question mark already appeared in his heart.

In just one hour, there were at least tens of thousands of ghosts who died from the insect swarm and the spirit sword.But even with such a frightening figure, the number of spewing ghosts is still not decreasing.

On the contrary, the number is still rising...

Although the rate is very slow, it is indeed rising.

At this moment, Mo Chen's eyes suddenly turned to the front side, and there suddenly appeared an extra figure.

I saw a Taoist wearing a crown of lotus flowers and a Taoist robe of silver silk flowing clouds, flying towards the auspicious clouds with a dust whisk in his hand. His face looked blurred, as if covered by clouds and mist.

This person regarded Mo Chen as nothing, and walked straight towards Shui Lan in the distance.

Regarding the origin of the Taoist, Mo Chen couldn't tell the slightest bit from this person's attire, because the style of clothes he wore was obviously very different from that of the monks in this world, giving people the impression that this person seemed to have popped out of thin air.

There was a sense of absurdity in his heart, but Mo Chen's expression remained unchanged, and he warned: "Fellow Daoist, please stop, my spirit beast is going through the tribulation ahead, if you dare to take a step forward, don't blame me for doing it! "

Hearing this, the Taoist stopped and turned to look at Mo Chen.

Looking at each other, Mo Chen's consciousness was in a trance, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that he was above the clouds.

Can't move.

Running the body, the mana seemed to have disappeared, and there was no response at all.

In the ear, bursts of Sanskrit sounds suddenly came.

Looking forward, I saw a majestic colossus standing between heaven and earth.

For some reason, this colossal image is very similar to that Taoist, and the face is also unclear, but the lotus flower crown, the silver silk flowing cloud Taoist robe, and the auspicious cloud whisk are all available.

Looking at it is like facing the gods!

Before he could think too much, he heard a cry like a thunderstorm.

"Bold! Kneel down quickly after seeing True Lord Jitian Dangmo!"

"Kneel quickly! Kneel quickly!"

The voice that appeared inexplicably, lingering like a magic sound, crazily impacted Mo Chen's consciousness.

His consciousness began to blur, and his legs began to tremble involuntarily.

Inadvertently, he noticed that the giant statue started to move, and then the huge palm pressed straight down, as if to crush him into powder as the price of offending the majesty.

"It's over!" Mo Chen thought to himself.

It was the first time he encountered such a weird method, and he had no way to deal with it.

But at this moment, all the talismans in Mo Chen's sea of ​​consciousness flew out, turning into bright stars one by one, protecting him like stars supporting the moon.

"How...how is it possible!" A cry of surprise came, but the giant statue spoke again.

It's unbelievable that it has seen so many runes!
The pressed palm collided with the talisman, and suddenly the most brilliant brilliance flooded the entire field of vision.

Mo Chen didn't know what happened. When he came back to his senses, he found that he had returned outside.

(End of this chapter)