Lingxiao Immortal Clan.

Chapter 128 The mysterious Xuanyang Sect Golden Core mid-term powerhouse (please subscribe)
After three breaths, the body-protecting Yuan Gang held up by the demon python king fell into pieces.

And the thick layer of ice armor transformed by the natal magic on the demon python king also formed an instantaneous formation.

Just when the Demon Python King was about to be penetrated by the fire-transformed rocket, unexpectedly, the endless flames within the formation only turned into a cage of flames.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Cong, who soared in the void above the large army of monks, moved slightly, crossed half a mile in an instant, and landed next to the flame cage within the formation.

He frowned, and a turbulent wave of divine consciousness swept through the Demonic Python King's sea of ​​consciousness.

In the blink of an eye, the Demonic Python King's sea of ​​consciousness turned into chaos and he passed out.

Seeing this, Mo Congxin fired a ray of spiritual light, cast the Lord Recognition Restriction, and penetrated directly into the body of the demon python king.

As a third-level golden elixir, he is also an array mage, and his spiritual consciousness is comparable to that of an ordinary mid-level golden elixir. The demon python king, who already has a chaotic consciousness sea, simply cannot resist the master-recognition restriction that Mo Congxin penetrates into his body.

It only takes three breaths to recognize the master and the restriction is completed.

In the distance, above the large army of monks, Wu Tian, ​​who was also soaring in the void and a new Jindan monk of Bailingmen who was known as the "Spiritual Master", saw Mo Congxin's actions in the distance and was a little confused.

"Although the demon python king with perfect foundation construction has extraordinary potential to turn into a dragon, this demon python is wild and unruly. Even if a restriction on recognizing the master is placed, there is still the possibility of devouring the master, Master Mo. What are you doing by subduing this monster?"

the other side.

Although the more than ten foundation-building demon pythons among the thousands of demon pythons were all destroyed, and the demon python king was also captured alive, those demon pythons in the Qi training period were still not afraid, and only had bloodlust in their minds.

Soon, thousands of Qi-training demon pythons were fighting with tens of thousands of monks.

On the vast battlefield, there was the sound of fighting.

The cultivation levels of the demon pythons on the demon python side are uneven. At least [-]% of them are in the early stages of Qi training, and there is no foundation-building demon python in charge.

The number of monks in Bailingmen's large army not only numbered in the tens of thousands, far exceeding the thousands of demonic pythons, but also numbered dozens of foundation-building monks.

In just the first battle, the thousands of monster pythons fell like a mountain and were killed by the monks in large numbers.

A few hours later, the battle gradually came to an end, ending with the monk's victory.

After all, Bailing Sect, which is a Jindan force, has almost used [-]% of its monks in this battle. It can be expected by all the monks participating in the battle that a small force under the Jindan monster force can win.

After the monks participating in the war cleaned up the battlefield in an orderly manner under the command of the Bailing Sect disciples, tens of thousands of monks entered the Monster Python Mountain and began to station themselves. Relying on the second-level high-grade spiritual vein in the mountain, they set up a mountain-protecting array to prevent the Python Lake. The evil beast came to snatch Lingshan back.

The top of Monster Python Mountain is the place with the richest aura in the mountain.

At this time, Master Mo Congxin of the Bailingmen Spiritual Formation was sitting here cross-legged, with his eyes closed tightly. There were 72 red formation flags embroidered with flame patterns suspended around him, a formation disk, and a handle covered with spiritual patterns and with extremely powerful aura. flaming red flying sword.

After a long time, his consciousness finally suppressed the second-order high-grade spiritual vein in the mountain and established a connection with it.

As soon as the connection was established, Mo Congxin quickly activated the magic formula. The 72 formation flags floating around him and the red flying sword all flashed and slowly fell down, melting into the ground.

The entire Monster Python Mountain began to shake violently at this moment. Thousands of monks in the mountain stood down and looked curiously at the top of the mountain.

After a while, the shaking in the mountain stopped.

However, the strange movement did not stop. It was like there was a vortex on the top of the mountain, quickly absorbing the spiritual energy in the mountain.

After a hundred breaths, except for the top of the mountain, the mountain looked like a barren mountain without any trace of spiritual energy.

After a thousand breaths, a huge red light curtain began to expand from the top of the mountain, and finally enveloped the [-]-foot-tall Monster Python Mountain.

Mo Congxin also stood up at this moment, his eyes sparkling like stars, as if he could see thousands of miles away, looking towards the direction of Jiao Python Lake, with a touch of confidence on his face. "The Yanyang Heavenly Sword Formation is complete, and this area of ​​ten thousand miles will once again belong to our Bailingmen territory."

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tens of thousands of miles away.

A glide streaked across the sky, causing many monsters on the ground around to look up.

Although these monster beasts noticed the human aura in the escaping light, the powerful coercion of the escaping light prevented them from having any delusions. After just one look, they all hid in ordinary hidden places, fearing that The escaping light came down to attack.

This escaping light spanned tens of thousands of miles and stopped on a giant lake that was tens of thousands of feet wide.

The escaping light stopped and his figure became visible.

An old man wearing a Taoist robe embroidered with cyan flame patterns, this man was riding a small flying boat covered with patterns.

If there are monks from the Yan Kingdom here, they will definitely be able to tell that the robe embroidered with cyan flame patterns worn by this old man is the sect robe of the "Xuanyang Sect", the largest sect in the Yan Kingdom.

The green-robed old man looked at the vast lake below him, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Don't blame me for Bailingmen. If you want to blame me, blame you for not being satisfied. It has only been eight years since we swallowed Huaishui County, but now you are still trying to swallow up a whole county."

The old man in green robe stopped above the lake for only half a breath. Two dragons with blue scales and white phosphorus, which were more than thirty feet long, jumped out of the lake. They opened their mouths and spit out large blades of water and ice at the old man in green robe above the lake.

The old man in green robe frowned, opened his mouth and spit out a blue bronze bell the size of a fist.

As soon as the bronze bell came out of the outside world, it flew over the old man. With a flash of inspiration, it transformed into a cyan light curtain, protecting the old man within it and blocking the incoming large water blades and frost.

"If you are attacking, don't blame me."

A powerful aura in the middle stage of the golden elixir spread out from the body of the green-robed old man.

The two attacking dragons had already entered the realm of golden elixir, and their spiritual wisdom had already been greatly expanded, not inferior to that of ordinary people. When the two dragons heard the threat of the old man in green robes, they were very angry, but they felt the aura gushing out of the old man's body, and their expressions There was a sudden shock, and the figure retreated a bit, showing a bit of fear.

When the old man in green robe saw this, his expression showed contempt and he said lightly. "Five days ago, Bailingmen occupied your territory of thousands of miles. Although Bailingmen only dispatched two golden elixirs this time, with that formation, we are no match for you now. We should find other people in the Baiyun Mountains as soon as possible. With the support of the Golden Core Monster, you may still have a glimmer of hope, otherwise the momentum of the Bailing Sect will only seize more and more territory from you, and the strength will become stronger and stronger."

"In less than a hundred years, you will surely fall at the hands of the Bailingmen monks."

After finishing speaking, he also used the escape light under his feet to turn into a stream of escape light and left this place.

The two giant dragons soaring above the lake looked at the old man's leaving figure, but fell into deep thought.

After thinking about it for dozens of breaths, the ice dragon roared softly at the water dragon beside it, dived into the bottom of the lake first, with a blue fruit hanging in its mouth, pointed in a direction, and quickly took off and left the place.

The water dragon looked at the ice dragon flying away with a slightly distressed expression. After a few breaths, the water dragon roared angrily.

"Ow!"

The dragon's roar was so loud that all the monsters within a hundred thousand miles around were alarmed and rushed towards the giant lake where the water dragon was located.

In just one day, nearly [-] qi-training and dozens of foundation-building monster beasts gathered around the huge lake.

As time goes by, the number of monsters gathered increases.

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(End of this chapter)