immortal mansion

Chapter 491
After the alienation, the devil lost his mind, and would only bombard Mo Chen indiscriminately, further destroying the already shattered Ice Profound Palace gate, but he didn't care about the swords of all spirits that were returning to their places in the distance.

With the eruption of the demonic energy, the size of the pile of flesh it melted was still growing. From the beginning, it was only more than ten feet, and it increased to more than one hundred feet step by step. It looked like a mountain peak from a distance.

The demonic energy rushes to the world, and if there is a demonic realm descending within a hundred miles radius.

A flash of fire suddenly appeared, and Mo Chen's figure reappeared. There was no sign of panic on his face, but he looked confident, and directly pinched his hands to form a sword formula.

In an instant, the sword formation condensed and covered it from above.

The swords of all spirits brought out long trails, shining dazzling aura, and crossed each other, outlining mysterious patterns, forming a huge sword ring that could engulf a pile of flesh.

"Chants!" Sounds like dragons chant came out one after another.

The sound of the sword blared loudly, and streaks of blue-gold light flickered, all of which were transformed by the sword threads of the Geng Jing to the Wood Spirit Sword. The sharpness was extremely sharp and indestructible, flickering wildly around the pile of flesh in the middle.

As Mo Chen became more and more proficient at the Xingxiu Sword Formation, the power that this sword formation can display became more terrifying every time. In addition, he is now in the late stage of Yuanying, which also allowed the power of the Xingxiu Sword Formation to be greatly improved. Further enhancements.

As soon as the sword formula in his hand changed, he directly pushed the XingXiu sword array to the extreme.

In this state, the Constellation Sword Formation consumes even more mana than the Guixu Sword Intent, not only frantically extracting the true energy in the dantian, even the Lingchen Nascent Soul is dimmed visible to the naked eye.

As a result, the power of the sword formation was naturally terrifying.

For a moment, azure-gold light shone across the sky.

A total of [-] Geng Jing to Wood Spirit swords are frantically pumping out the sword threads at this moment. The sword threads shot out go their own way, interweaving into the latitude and longitude of the heaven and earth, everywhere and everything can be cut.

Every time a sword thread flashed, a piece of distorted flesh and blood was cut off from the huge mountain of meat, and then more sword threads passed by, reducing that piece of flesh and blood little by little until it finally turned into powder.

During the process, Mo Chen didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and kept on maintaining the sword formation with all his strength.

At the same time, he was also depressed in his heart, secretly wondering what is the origin of this devil?
The XingXiu Sword Formation under extreme urging was unexpectedly unable to kill the devil trapped in the sword formation for a while, and even under the effect of the raging demonic energy, the growth rate of Roshan even surpassed that of the sword silk cutting speed.

Reminiscent of the fact that Si Chuhao, who was possessed before, had summoned the remnant of the Wugou war demon, Mo Chen had to wonder whether this demon came from the upper realm.After all, in ancient times, this world was also considered to be full of aura. There are many records in the ancient books that monks in the refining stage of the realm, and even great powers in the Dao stage, practiced in this world.

In this way, it is not unexplainable to meet a demon from the upper realm.

At this time, many rays of light flew from a distance at a very high speed, all of which came from the direction of Han Xuecheng. Because they saw the magic energy rising from the Bingxuan Palace, they came to observe the situation here.

Seeing the huge "sword silk light ball" in the distance, the five people who flew over were all dumbfounded.

Looking at the astonishing scene in the distance, no one dared to approach it for a while.

But soon someone recognized with sharp eyes that the black-haired young man in the distance wearing a black gold robe and forming a sword array to strangle monsters was the Nascent Soul Supreme Elder Mo Chen of the Taihua Sect.

Sensing the aura from a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, this person's expression couldn't help but look a little surprised. The rumored Mo Chen had just broken through to the mid-stage Nascent Soul, but he never thought he would see this famous When he was a monk in the Southern Territory, the other party was already in the late Nascent Soul.

Among the five people, there was a red-clothed Taoist who had reached the late Yuanying stage, and he couldn't help showing shame on his face. He obviously had the same cultivation level, but he asked himself that he couldn't do it.

On Mo Chen's side, without recognizing the origins of the few people, he had no choice but to take extra precautions against them.

Fortunately, after being strangled by the sword array, the meat mountain transformed by the devil could not last long after all, and the demonic energy that had been gushing out showed signs of stopping, so the size of the meat mountain was rapidly decreasing.

Not long after, the devastated Ice Xuan Palace mountain gate reappeared in front of Mo Chen.

As the sword ring continued to shrink, the real body of the devil was finally revealed. What he never expected was that it was a ball of air that looked like coal balls, which looked a bit like the little Balrog transformed by Jin Yan. They are similar, the only difference is that the color of the demon head is the same as that of the demon qi, both are extremely black.

"You, don't come here!" The devil tried his best to put on a hideous appearance, but he couldn't hide his stern nature.

Seeing that Mo Chen didn't stop, it opened its mouth to spit out several magic energy bullets, but in the current situation where its strength is exhausted, the power of these magic energy bullets can be imagined.

The magic energy bomb flew a certain distance, and dissipated in the air before it hit Mo Chen's spirit shield.

This time, it showed a terrified expression.

But when Mo Chen approached within a hundred feet, the devil's expression changed instantly, and he suddenly became extremely ferocious. He grinned wildly and said, "Hahaha, you've been fooled!"

Before the words fell, it flew out at an extremely fast speed, as fast as lightning.

"Boom!" Sparks splashed everywhere.

Looking at the demon head who was blown away by the Yaoyang spiritual fire cover, Mo Chen had no expression on his face.

Now that he already knew that this demon could possess and control a Nascent Soul cultivator like Si Chuhao, based on this, he could guess that it must possess some kind of strange supernatural power, so he naturally had to take some necessary precautions.

In view of Yaoyang Spiritual Fire's ability to restrain monsters, a layer of fire shield is very necessary.

Stretching out his hand to shoot, he caught the devil who wanted to escape, and set a flame restraint with the Yaoyang spiritual fire, so that he could be trapped inside, and he looked at the few people in the distance after doing this.

At this time, maybe seeing the end of the matter, the ancestor Binglian who escaped before also turned back.

Seeing that the original pavilions, terraces and pavilions of the Bingxuan Palace were all gone, and the demonic energy was billowing everywhere, and it was reduced to a land where not a single blade of grass could grow, her expression looked very ugly.It wasn't until he discovered that the spiritual veins here were only slightly damaged, and had not been severed due to the war just now, that his face looked a little better.

"Fortunately, the spirit veins are still preserved..." Patriarch Binglian murmured.

Spiritual veins are the foundation of a sect's existence, and this point is even more important than external things such as exercises and pills.

Scattered and scattered, some surviving Ice Xuan Palace disciple elders began to appear.

With spiritual veins and disciples and elders, it is possible to rebuild the Ice Xuan Palace.

"It's just." Patriarch Binglian's eyes were gloomy. She didn't expect that in less than a hundred years, Ice Xuan Palace would have been reduced to this point, from a big sect of Sanyuanying to the dilapidated situation it is now.

(End of this chapter)