Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1092 Escape

Outside the ancient tomb, a lot of people had gathered at this time, besides Lu Dongting, there was also a person at the level of the deputy sect master who also came here.

This time, the matter is very important, the evil dragon, the sect master is bound to win.

Therefore, the entire Heiyuan Sect, down to the disciples, and the big figures at the level of the deputy head, tried their best to arrest them.

"Master Deputy Sect Master, the soul control formation is already in normal operation, just waiting for the evil dragon to get into it." A high-status Heiyuanmen cultivator said.

"Well, this time, make sure nothing goes wrong."

Lu Dongting ordered.

Although there are two figures at the level of deputy sect masters here, he is still in charge of this matter.

The deputy sect master just came to help him.

"When the evil dragon is born, the masters of the major powers in the ancient tombs may all fall. The Northern Territory has a radius of millions of miles. If the masters of these powers fall, I am afraid they will fall into turmoil and disputes again." Wu Fuzhi said.

He is also the deputy head of Heiyuanmen, but his strength is much inferior to that of Lu Dongting.

"Hehe, disputes? This time, my Heiyuanmen will not give those people the chance to snatch the territory. When the masters of these forces fall, someone will go to take over the major silver-level forces." Lu Dongting sneered.

Hearing this, Wu Fuzhi was startled, and asked, "Could it be that this is all arranged by the sect master?"

"Exactly. Firstly, with the blood of those people, the ban on the evil dragon can be unblocked. Secondly, it can successfully take over nearly ten silver-level forces. Why not do it with one stone and kill two birds with one stone?"

Lu Dongting sneered.

At this moment, there was no trace of kindness on his face.

If you think about it carefully, you can reach this step and become a strong Nine Star Martial Saint in the late stage, and climb to the position of the deputy head of the Heiyuanmen.

How can Lu Dongting be as simple as it seems?
Wu Fuzhi took a deep breath, even though he was a member of Heiyuanmen, he was a little afraid of the cruelty of the owner of the sect.

He looked back at the soul-controlling array, ten dark vortexes, slowly rotating, exuding palpitating power fluctuations.

It is said that these ten black vortexes can devour the three souls and seven souls of the evil dragon, but it is completely reduced to the battle puppet of the Heiyuanmen!
If this is the case, Changsheng Mountain will be in jeopardy.

……

In the ancient tomb, Huo Shu sneered, and a big blue bow appeared in his hand.

"Would it be a little too arrogant to want to kill us?"

Their three major forces joined forces to deal with a mere Zhentian Pavilion, what pressure can they have?
After the words fell, he slammed his right arm on the bowstring, and a white energy arrow appeared on the big blue bow.

Buzz!

Around the big bow, the energy began to fluctuate violently, as if distorted.

"Shocking Sky Splitting Silk Arrow!"

Huo Shu let out a loud roar, and the white energy arrow held by his right hand suddenly tore through the air and shot towards Jiang Mo.

Boom, boom, boom!

The surrounding space collapsed.

Cracked apart inch by inch, looking extremely terrifying.

"Emperor Seal!"

Jiang Mo raised his left hand, Yuan Li exploded wildly, and a round of golden palm prints crashed down, meeting the white energy arrow.

Boom, click!

The two huge forces collided, and the energy arrow only lasted for a few breaths before it suddenly shattered and exploded.

The momentum of the golden palm print remained undiminished, and he continued to rush towards Huo Shu.

Seeing this, Huo Shu's face turned slightly cold, and he bent his bow and set his arrow again, and the golden palm print was shattered with one arrow.

"This kid's strength is so strong?"

Huo Shu was shocked.

He thought that with his eight-star martial arts cultivation, he could crush Jiang Mo.

Moreover, in his opinion, Zhentian Pavilion is a silver-level force that has just risen after all, and it has no foundation at all.

Ordinarily, he could kill that white-haired young man with one arrow.

However, what he never expected was that the opponent just raised his hand and made a palm print, and he easily neutralized his attack.

"Everyone, let's fight together and kill this son. We will discuss the ownership of this flying sword at that time." Huo Shu shouted loudly, and the monks from the other two forces responded one after another, and came to encircle and suppress Jiang Mo. .

"Hmph, you miscellaneous fish, don't you think highly of yourself?"

Jiang Mo snorted coldly.

Although his current realm is only a seven-star martial saint, his real combat power, even a monk who is a Dzogchen eight-star martial saint, will cause headaches.

"Break Sword Style!"

Jiang Mo let out a low growl, and immediately slashed out with the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword. An extremely violent aura erupted, making the entire cave tremble!

"Blood Wolf Howling Moon Slash!"

"Pluto's Great Hand of Compassion!"

The masters of the other two major forces took action one after another, each using their strongest methods.

Immediately, a blood-colored crescent moon pierced through the air and blasted towards the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword.

Behind that bloody crescent moon, there is also a giant hand lingering in black aura, tearing from it.

"Thunder Sword!"

Qin Haotian endured the injury, communicated with the magic elements again, turned into a huge thunder sword, and slashed at the opponent's attack.

Boom, boom, boom!

In an instant, an indescribably terrifying wave suddenly swept madly from the cave.

For a time, the caves began to become precarious, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

The combination of Jiang Mo and Qin Haotian directly crushed the three of Huo Shu.

The thunder sword split the bloody meniscus, and the terrifying thunder power released made the opponent's lower-strength monk tremble violently.

The power of the violent sword style of the three killing swords should not be underestimated.

The extremely violent sword energy raged, causing Huo Shu and the others to spurt a mouthful of blood and fly backwards.

"Overlord Sword Style!"

With one hit, Jiang Mo did not hesitate at all, and once again performed the second form of the Three Killing Sword.

An incomparably domineering, unrivaled tyrannical sword light swept across everything, and a huge crack was cut in the ground.

As the sword light crushed and came, the expressions of Huo Shu and the others changed drastically, and they hurriedly took out their self-defense treasures and stood in front of them.

As the rulers of a silver-level power, how could they not have a magic weapon?

The extremely domineering sword light fell on the three people's magic weapons, causing their bodies to be blasted out by the powerful sword energy.

If it weren't for the protection of the magic weapon, I am afraid that they would have been decapitated at this moment.

Now, the magic weapons in the hands of Huo Shu and others are full of cracks, and they may collapse at any time.

"Go! We can't stay here for long!" Huo Shu slapped the ground, trying to escape from the cave.

If he hadn't fought against him himself, he would never have imagined that Jiang Mo's strength was so powerful.

The other two power masters also used their agility to escape.

"How can it be so easy to leave?"

"Killing Sword Style!"

After Jiang Mo's voice fell, a sword light with a terrifying murderous aura shot out in the direction where Huo Shu and others were fleeing.

(End of this chapter)