Rebirth of the City Immortal

Chapter 1224 Two Old Ghosts
There was no stalemate, no explosion, no sound and light effects, everything disappeared without a sound.

When that sword met the projection of the archangel, a gap seemed to be opened in the space, and the projection of the archangel bathed in holy light melted silently, and then, a transparent, half-remaining sword shadow fell lightly on the ground. It landed on the already half-disabled magic prison, and then, the magic prison turned into a little bit of starlight, which also dissipated in the air.

Mo Changsheng slowly floated down to the ground, put away the flowers and instantly became supernatural powers, held upside down the embryo of the Sky-Splitting Sword, panted slightly, and looked a little pale.

The entire river bank fell silent, and the scene was dead silent, as if everyone had stopped breathing.

Mo Changsheng took a few breaths, raised his head slightly and glanced around, all the people who made eye contact with him couldn't help lowering their heads, not daring to look at him, even after the blow just now, he had lost strength for a short time, and the presence of No one dared to look directly at him.

"He... He can even defeat the projection of an archangel, could it be that he has already..." Brook looked at Mo Changsheng with absent-minded eyes, and his speech became stuttering.

Garfield also stood there blankly, his mind blank.

Of course, among all the people present, the most difficult to accept this result must be the members of the Beast Knights. They even felt that their beliefs were collapsing. No, some of them had already collapsed.

"Why? Why is this? Could it be that even the warriors of the gods can't redeem us?" With a clatter, the blond knight's great sword fell to the ground feebly, but he didn't even take a look at it. In fact, he himself I don't know what I'm doing now, and I don't know whether the belief I have insisted on all my life is still meaningful.

"Tch~ I'm so scared!" Not far away, Ouyang Fugui let out a contemptuous pooh, and glanced around mockingly, a strong sense of superiority emerged spontaneously, and his chin couldn't help but raise 15°!

If these guys know that not only their boss has this strength, but also Jin Liu and Jin Ba are capable of rivaling Archangel Projection, I don't know how frightened these guys will be.

Thinking of his pride, Ouyang Fugui chuckled unrecognizably, then withdrew his attention, smirked and rushed towards Juetianzhan who was also pale from shock.

"Damn mouse, if it fell into the hands of my young master today, it means that you didn't accumulate virtue in your previous life! Jie Jie!"

Before the laughter fell, Ouyang Fugui took a 'poisonous' hand on Juetian.

"Hundred Illusions Soul Sealing Method* Soul Nightmare!"

The invisible soul shock came in an instant, rushing into Juetianzhan's brain within 0.01 milliseconds, and the next moment, a tragic scream came out of Juetianzhan's mouth.

Juetianzhan's cry was extremely miserable, not only the members of the Dark Council and the Extraordinary Alliance couldn't help but look over, even Mo Changsheng couldn't help but turn his attention.

However, just when everyone's attention was attracted by Juetian Zhan, a sudden change occurred among the crowd.

Suddenly, a figure burst out from among the only black-robed men remaining in the Dark Council, turning into a stream of black light, and flew over the frozen titan crocodile before everyone could react.

"Bastard, how dare you?!" Mo Changsheng roared in shock and anger, and without even thinking about it, a golden light flew past. It's a pity that although his magical powers are good, he missed the opportunity after all. At that time, the black shadow had already rolled up the ice sculpture of the ancient wizard and flew towards the boundless forest.

Everything happened so suddenly that Mo Changsheng didn't even think about it, and chased after the shadow directly, without even leaving a word to Ouyang Fugui.

Before everyone could react, another figure rose from the Transcendent Alliance, turned into a gray phantom, and chased after him. The speed of this person was no slower than Mo Changsheng and the previous black shadow!

"What the hell, there's even a oriole!" On the ground, Ouyang Fugui jumped and cursed, but he didn't rush to catch up.

He knew very well that no matter whether he was good or bad, his swinging speed was incomparable to those three just now. Even if he used all his breastfeeding strength, he could only follow behind and eat ashes. It's better to stay and finish the aftermath.

Not to mention Ouyang Fugui stayed behind to deal with the aftermath, let's talk about Mo Changsheng's side first.

The timing of the black-robed man's explosion just now was too precise, just when Mo Changsheng was distracted, otherwise, he was [-]% sure that he would keep the other party, at least he would not be snatched away by the other party.

At the beginning, Mo Changsheng thought he would catch up with him soon, but as time passed, he found that the distance between himself and the man in black was gradually widening!
"how can that be?"

Mo Changsheng was extremely shocked.

Among his nine alchemy spells, there is one that specializes in increasing the speed of flight, and he has also cultivated a few advanced magical powers like Zongdi Jinguang. In terms of cultivation, these supernatural powers are just a preliminary introduction, but even so, his speed is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

According to Mo Changsheng's calculation, when he bursts out with all his strength, his speed will not be much slower than the real Nascent Soul ancestor. If those Nascent Soul-level masters who are not good at speed may not be as fast as him, but the speed of the person in front Even faster than him, this fact really surprised him.

Unbeknownst to Mo Changsheng, the shock of the man in black in front of him was actually stronger than his.

"Damn it, didn't you say that the speed of your vampires is unparalleled in the world? Why can't you get rid of that guy?" Under the black robe with a hooded face, a strangely white oriental face roared angrily.

There was no one else around this person, and this roar looked very strange, as if he was talking to himself and lost his nerve.

However, he is obviously not crazy, because there is still an old ghost in his mind.

"Shut up!" The old voice was a little annoyed: "If it weren't for your poor strength, unable to exert the strength of my ancestor, how could we not be able to get rid of that guy?"

This sentence was rather harsh, but the man in black could hear a hint of insincerity, so he sneered directly, and said: "He is a golden core, and I am a pure-blooded Grand Duke. In terms of rank, they are the same." , why should you blame me? Poor strength means poor strength, why bragging!"

"You fart!" The old ghost roared even more angrily: "That guy is a bullshit golden pill! He even gave the archangel projection a second, can it be the same as his mother's ordinary golden pill? Damn, the ancestor is alive For hundreds of years, I have never seen such a freak! What kind of monster is this guy?"

While talking, the old ghost suddenly yelled again: "Damn it, why did his speed get faster again? No, we have to find a way!"

(End of this chapter)