immortal mansion

Chapter 469

The monks fighting nearby noticed this scene. Whether it was the disciples of the Taihua Sect or the monks of the Nanzhan League, they all stopped and retreated very tacitly. No one dared to stay in the dock area.

With the terror of the Nascent Soul, once there is a big fight here, the monks who are still in the area at that time, I am afraid that Chi Yu will be affected, and the two of them can kill them if they miss the attack.

"Dang, clang, clang!" The alarm bell of the high-rise building in the port sounded in the distance.

The streets that were originally bustling with people suddenly became deserted.

Some shops even opened up defensive formations to prevent the aftermath from damaging the buildings.But more people choose to escape, the accident comes so suddenly, so they can only bring the most precious things with them in a hurry, and other less important things can only be sadly given up.

At this moment, Mo Chen looked at the two people opposite, suddenly a storm of blue spiritual power rolled up around him, and his eyes gradually turned cold.

When Qian Lin and Qian Yuan saw the storm of spiritual power, they couldn't help but glanced at each other, their eyes showed a hint of surprise, and their expressions immediately became dignified, and they all operated their kung fu bodies to mobilize their mana.

Two magic weapons, one blue and one red, were sacrificed by the two respectively.

What Qian Lin sacrificed was an ice blue small bowl, and the icy coldness that would not melt for thousands of years was constantly overflowing from the small bowl.As soon as it was sacrificed, there were snowflakes around it, white frost also appeared on the bridge deck of the trestle bridge, and the seawater below was affected by the terrifying low temperature, and instantly condensed into solid ice.

"Buhua!" is the name of this little bowl.

Qianlin has always been very confident about his natal magic weapon, which does not melt into a bowl. After all, this treasure is made of the ice heart of Wanzai Bing, which is very commensurate with his ice attribute spiritual root, and can make one plus one greater than two. Effect.

Next to her, Qian Yuan sacrificed her own talisman as well. She has dual spiritual roots of strong fire and weak wood. Under the power of wood to assist fire, her aptitude is much higher than that of ordinary dual spiritual root monks.Due to the cultivation of the fire-type kung fu, the natal magic weapon sacrificed is naturally a flying sword with a fire attribute.

Because she came from the Dongyan Sacred Sect, her talisman was also made of extraordinary materials. It was refined from rare fire essence jade, and the material was a little worse than Qianlin's Wanzai Bingxin, and its power was also the same. Very good.

Also, since Qian Yuan is a swordsman, in terms of strength, Qian Lin can only draw with her, and most of the time he can't beat Qian Yuan.

Seeing that the two people on the opposite side looked like they were at war, Mo Chen was naturally not to be outdone. Hundreds of flying swords flew out of his cuffs, and they quickly returned to their positions while clanging sword sounds.

In an instant, a blue storm swept across the entire pier, breaking the mast sails wherever it passed.

"No, he's forming a sword formation!" Qian Yuan's complexion changed, and she quickly reminded Qian Lin via sound transmission.

As soon as these words came out, Qian Lin's expression froze.

He just wanted to be provocative, but he didn't really intend to take action. After all, the strength of Taihuazong Mochen was also emphatically marked in the dossier of Dongyan Shengzong, and he was listed as prohibited hostility.

Behind the four big vermilion characters "Forbid hostility", there are a series of names of people who were defeated by Mo Chen's subordinates.

Such a majestic and ferocious power, even if it is placed in Central Continent, it will be extremely terrifying.

Seeing a green-gold sword formation with a radius of tens of feet condensed, a huge sense of oppression swept over immediately, even Qian Yuan, who was also a sword repairer, couldn't help but feel a bit dumbfounded after seeing this scene.

"Such a huge sword array, as long as the power reaches the passing line, I am afraid that it can kill people even if it is forcibly scratched?" Qian Yuan thought so in her heart, looked at the Huoyuan sword that she regarded as a treasure, and then looked at the sword. The one hundred and eight blue-gold spiritual swords that served as the foundation of the sword formation could not help but feel a sense of frustration.

She can also use the sword formation, but she can't do it if she wants to use such a large-scale sword formation.

The reason is simple, the total amount of true essence is not enough!

The reality is such a skinny feeling, because several people usually work together to perform the sword formation, so there will not be a situation where there is not enough real energy in the formation, but if one person performs the sword formation alone, the total mana requirement for the monk is just will be high.

Qian Lin next to him suddenly thought of something, looked at Mo Chen in the distance, and reminded: "Friend Daoist Mo, calm down, this Shunzhou Port is not easy to build, do you really want to do it here and destroy it?"

"Stop talking nonsense, take my trick!" Mo Chen said coldly.

Immediately, he pointed his sword at Qianlin, and the sword formation behind him immediately moved.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh then!" came the sound of breaking through the air at an extremely fast speed, and the huge green-golden sword array seemed to be boiling, and an innumerable amount of sword threads gushed out from it, shooting straight towards the target below.

Qian Lin didn't expect Mo Chen to be so unreasonable, and at the same time, he was regretting that he was troublesome before, but it was too late for him to say anything now, and it was important to quickly try to deal with the massive sword threads that came before him.

He threw out the bowl of non-transformation, muttering words in his mouth, and his whole body was radiant.

With the continuous chanting of the incantation, the blue cold air is also emitting from the non-transforming bowl, and everything in the place where the cold air passes is frozen, which shows how low the temperature is.

"Congeal!"

Pinching out the formula with both hands, Qian Lin gave a soft drink, and the cold air gathered together, condensing into a huge ice crystal shield.

The ice crystal shield continued to condense and become larger and thicker, and it directly blocked Qian Lin's body.

At this moment, a massive amount of sword threads rushed in!
A scene that surprised Qianlin appeared, the thick ice crystal shield condensed by the supernatural power of Buhuabo was like paper paste, and it couldn't even last ten breaths in front of those extremely sharp green-gold sword threads.

"Crash!" Ice slag danced wildly in the sky, and the sword thread that broke through the ice crystal shield flowed forward.

Seeing that the incident had exploded, Qian Lin didn't continue to hold on, and popped out a jade talisman with a heartbroken expression.

This talisman was a life-saving talisman he had so hard to ask for. It was infused with the power of a cultivator who transformed himself into a single strike. It was more than enough to resist the sword thread issued by Mo Chen, and it was even very easy.

It was just the result that surprised him.

The jade talisman turned into a golden mask, and the incoming sword shadow hit the mask, diverting it like a flood, but soon the mask began to deform, and ripples appeared at the same time.

"Ah, this!" Qian Lin was horrified.

Although the mask is equivalent to the power of a blow from a god, it is water without a source, and it won't last long at all, and it won't last long at all in front of a huge amount of sword silk.

Before Qianlin could react, the mask had disappeared.

"Boom!"

At the critical moment, Qian Lin finally escaped the sword thread from the sword array.

The still-casting sword silk continued to move forward. There was no huge explosion as expected, but it just sank directly into the bottom of the sea, breaking through layers of seawater and forming a huge pothole.

Qian Lin's back was covered with cold sweat, he couldn't imagine what would happen if he didn't have the jade talisman just now?

Seeing that the opponent dodged his attack, Mo Chen just sneered, and the sword fingers in his hand changed again. The huge sword array that had calmed down immediately began to boil, but for some reason he stopped suddenly.

But at this moment, a kind voice came from a distance.

From the other end of the pier, a golden light suddenly flew out, flying straight towards Mo Chen.After landing, the light dissipated, revealing a white-haired old man.

(End of this chapter)