immortal mansion

Chapter 465 Ghost Needle Patriarch
Situ Kong didn't stop there, seeing that the Huo Lingsha didn't work, he made a tactic with both hands.

The Five Elements Gourd immediately surged with spiritual light, and actually spewed out the five-color god sand at once. A large stream of five-color god sand spewed out from the mouth of the gourd, and in a blink of an eye, it condensed together and turned into a colorful giant dragon shaking its head and tail. Chen rushed forward.

Obviously, he is trying his best!

It's just that Mo Chen also made a move the moment Situ Kong made his move.

The left hand pinched the fingers to form a tactic, and after hundreds of flying swords circled one by one, a large blue-golden sword shadow formed like a swimming fish, and fiercely slashed towards the five-colored god sand coming like a wave.

A shocking scene appeared, the sword shadow collided with the five-colored sand, which immediately triggered a huge shock wave, and then both sides flew back backwards, and no one could do anything to the other.

Mo Chen frowned, thinking that the Five Elements Gourd really deserved to be passed down by the Zhongzhou Immortal Sect, and it could even block his own Geng Jing to Wood Spirit Sword, surpassing most of the magic weapons.

On the other side, Situ Kong was horrified.

He thought that he could easily kill the person in front of him with the Five Elements Gourd, a treasure bestowed by Dongyan Shengzong, but unexpectedly, he suffered even more in the fight just now.

A ruthless look flashed in his eyes, Situ Kong looked at the flying swords patrolling like a school of fish in the distance, his complexion suddenly became strange, and there was already a small pink jade bottle in his hand.

Seeing that the flying sword was about to hit him, he threw the jade bottle.

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound.

Suddenly, a large cloud of air gushed out of the exploded jade bottle, and the wind exploded. The pink cloud enveloped most of the flying swords and began to glow, and the sound of ghosts crying and gods howling could be vaguely heard inside.

Immediately, Mo Chen noticed something was wrong.

He could clearly feel that the mental connection between himself and the natal magic weapon was getting weaker and weaker, and his control over all the flying swords seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and he could feel huge resistance when he raised his hands and feet.

What's worse is that those clouds are still fighting with him for the control of Feijian.

Mo Chen's complexion changed, and he stepped up to activate all the spirit swords at the same time.The Ruyilu Dharma door was running, and the corners of his clothes were buzzing with his true essence, and streaks of purple light condensed around his body, and then all of them turned into purple thunder talismans, shining with traces of thunder.

With a flick of the sleeve, dozens of thunder talismans flew out, most of them covered Situ Kong.

"Booming" thunder sounded, and purple lightning bolts exploded out of thin air, directly covering Situ Kong's location.

At this time, dozens of thunder talismans blasted into the pink luck and exploded. Wherever the thunder and lightning went, all the clouds disappeared, directly eliminating most of the entire cloud group, and all the spirit swords were freed from their troubles.

Seeing this scene, Mo Chen finally let go of his heart.

The Geng Jing to Wood Spirit Sword is his natal magic weapon, not only pouring a lot of effort into it, but also refining a large amount of Geng Jing into it, and even refining such a strange thing as Tianhuo Liquid.

In this way, Geng Jing to Mu Lingjian can be called the embryo of Lingbao.

If the spirit sword is taken away, then he will suffer a lot.

When he thought of this in his heart, Mo Chen's face suddenly changed, and the jade dragon flag was pointing towards the rear.

The whole body's mana surged, and the blue light burst out immediately.

Almost at the same time, a ripple suddenly appeared where the flagpole was pointing, and then a dark green long needle pierced through the air, collided with the Jade Dragon Flag at an extremely fast speed with a whistling sound.

An evil breath burst out from the long needle, directly oppressing the jade dragon cover to vibrate violently, and ripples appeared on the cover, and it was about to pierce the spiritual cover protecting Mo Chen.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mo Chen immediately opened his mouth and spit out a golden fire ball.

The golden flame flashed, and a large amount of foul-smelling black air suddenly came out of the long needle. After a scream came from a distance, it immediately rolled and flew towards the direction of the cry.

A few miles away, an old woman in blue robes clutched her left hand and screamed. At this time, a phosphorous will-o'-the-wisp was ignited in her hand. The flesh and blood on it had already been burned to the brim, and the bones of her hand were clearly visible.

It wasn't until the long needle flew back that the will-o'-the-wisp in the old woman's hand disappeared.

At this time, she looked scared, looked at the badly damaged flying needle in her hand, and muttered in her mouth: "Why is this spirit fire so powerful? If I didn't react quickly, I'm afraid I might lose my entire arm!"

The old woman was a helper invited by Situ Kong, an extremely rare casual cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, named "Ghost Needle Patriarch" because of the magic weapon of long needles that appeared and disappeared, the Nascent Soul cultivator who died under her long needles, At present, there are as many as three people.

I thought that with the natal magic weapon Qingyan Magic Needle, the target could be easily eliminated, but I never thought that the sneak attack would be discovered in advance, and the opponent would counterattack with the terrifying spiritual fire. Now my strength is ten to seven.

Thinking of this, the Ghost Needle Patriarch couldn't care less about the deal, the figure couldn't stop backing away.

As a casual cultivator, she was able to cultivate to the Nascent Soul Stage, and she has experienced countless storms. She has already felt the danger, and knows that if she doesn't get out as soon as possible, she may have to confess here today.

On the other side, Situkong was also taken aback when he saw the biggest reliance on this trip, the ghost needle ancestor who failed in a sneak attack but was seriously injured. After being surprised, he was also thinking about whether he had offended some extraordinary existence.

Before he could figure it out, the furious Mo Chen in his heart started to move.

A jade ruler slowly flew out of his hand, and then the spiritual light was generous, and the whole person suddenly disappeared.

The ancestor Guizhen who was retreating in the distance showed disbelief in his eyes at this time, and looked forward with a face of surprise, a figure quickly appeared there, it was Mo Chen who had just disappeared.

"Perhaps, this is the correct usage of Huitian Ruler..." Mo Chen murmured.

In the state of entering the space interlayer, he found that when he cast the Nascent Soul Escape Technique at this time, the escape speed would be accelerated to an unbelievable level, even reaching the level of a cultivator.

It's incredible!

Although doing so would consume a terrifying amount of mana, it was not a flaw to Mo Chen. After all, the true essence in his body was as thick as the sea, enough for him to last for a while.

It is precisely because of this that he can directly appear in front of the ghost needle ancestor.

At this moment, the ghost needle patriarch felt chills in his heart, wiped off the storage ring without the slightest hesitation, and a jade box was thrown out by her, and it swelled in the wind and turned into a giant coffin.

With a reluctance on his face, his movements were very straightforward, and the ancestor of Guizhen flicked a blood-colored jade pendant towards the coffin.

The jade pendant shattered on the way, turning into a blood-colored cloud. When it hit the giant coffin with exquisite carvings and paintings, it melted into it at once, and then the giant coffin began to glow red and black.

In the air, the stench became more and more intense.

There was a sound of heavy breathing in the coffin, and wisps of black air were continuously pouring out of it, followed by a loud bang, and a giant hand covered in purple hair blasted the coffin board away.

(End of this chapter)