Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 524
Boom!

The devil may cry swordsmanship, which is always beneficial, was shattered this time. The bloody arc had already torn half of the sky, and it slashed towards Jiang Mo's position.

Jiang Mo's complexion changed drastically. From that attack, he felt extremely terrifying fluctuations. If he was a little careless, he might fall directly on the spot!
"Phaseless Body Protection Divine Art!" After taking a deep breath, the knots in his hands changed, and streaks of blue brilliance rushed out of his body, condensing into a defensive barrier, covering all around his body.

This formless body protection magic skill was obtained by Jiang Mo from Chen Tiande. In the past year, whenever he had time, he would practice this formless body protection magic skill.

Simply, Jiang Mo's comprehension ability has never been bad. In half a year, he successfully practiced this volume of body training exercises.

"Flame bites the golden body!" Jiang Mo was still a little uneasy after performing the Wuxiang body protection magic skill, and summoned his condensed Wuwang golden body to protect the surroundings.

The pitch-black phantom who was about five feet tall and exuded the power of devouring all over his body clenched his fists and blasted directly at the bloody arc.

The tyrannical vigor fluctuated in all directions, and the two waves of energy impacted and collided violently. In an instant, a shocking explosion sounded, and Jiang Mo's figure flew upside down like a kite with a broken string. .

The bloody arc first split Jiang Mo's Wuxiang body protection magical skill, and in the end, the Yanzhu golden body was also defeated and retreated. Jiang Mo spurted a big mouthful of blood, and a hideous wound was torn on his chest.

"The blow of the Martial Emperor is not something that I can resist now!" Jiang Mo's figure made a long mark on the ground, and after the strength dissipated, he murmured, clutching his wound.

"Boy, hand over the man, or your head will be cut off with the next axe!" The figure of the hall master vibrated, turned into a gust of wind, and roared towards Jiang Mo.

"Hmph!" Jiang Mo slowly stood up straight, snorted coldly, and tightly grasped the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword, ready to fight desperately.

Surrendering was never Jiang Mo's style.

"Stubborn, wait until I kill you!" The deputy hall master said indifferently, and immediately the huge ax in his hand fell down again.

The spiritual power in Jiang Mo Niwan Palace surged out like a tide, and he was about to use the power of words.

"If two dragon languages ​​are not enough, then three!" Jiang Mo secretly said.

"The wind is coming!" Jiang Mo waved his palm forward, and in the next moment, a strong wind suddenly rose between the sky and the earth, whistling non-stop.

"It's raining!"

When the voice fell, within a radius of tens of feet, it was pouring rain, and the bean-sized rain hit the ground, making a sound like setting off firecrackers.

"Cold drop!"

When this strange syllable came out, the temperature between the world and the earth dropped suddenly, and even the heavy rain that was pouring down had a tendency to freeze.

After casting three dragon language spirits in a row, Jiang Mo almost exhausted all his strength. Not only the spiritual power in the Niwan Palace was almost exhausted, but even the Yuan energy in the Qi Sea was almost exhausted, and he couldn't last much longer.

"Fusion for me!" Jiang Mo gritted his teeth and said palely.

The surrounding martial emperors from the Wuji Temple looked shocked, and said in shock: "This kid can actually mobilize the energy between heaven and earth, how is it possible!"

Three kinds of visions of heaven and earth appeared at the same time, even a strong Martial Emperor could not do this, but now a monk who is only in the realm of a Martial King can do it, so how can they not be surprised.

After Jiang Mo's words fell, the violent wind carried the torrential rain, and the momentum was extremely spectacular. Immediately, it merged with the cold force, and the torrential rain turned into countless ice crystals, and greeted the chopped giant axe.

With Jiang Mo urging all his strength, the giant ax was finally no longer powerful, but was blocked for a moment, covered with ice crystals, which slowed down its falling speed slightly.

"Hmph!" Seeing this situation, the Palace Master's face was a bit ugly, and it was really embarrassing for him to deal with a cultivator at the Martial King Realm with such effort.

With a wave of his sleeve, a spur of Yuan Li, as thick as a python, blasted the air and blasted towards Jiang Mo's body.

"I can't escape this time!" Jiang Mo shook his head and sighed as he looked at the roaring Yuan Lian. He had just activated the three dragon language spirits, and he had already exhausted the power of his divine sense and Qi Hai Yuan. "It's really a last resort, I can only hide in Zichen's ring!"

However, just when the Dao of Yuan Lian was about to hit Jiang Mo's body, an invisible and terrifying force descended suddenly, causing the Dao of Yuan Lian to condense in the void like this, storing it in the void. no.

boom!
The invisible force was revived again, the Yuan Lian dissipated suddenly, and the remaining energy penetrated the space and blasted directly towards the deputy hall master.

"It really is a person from Cangming Palace!" The deputy hall master flickered the blood ax in his hand, blocked the rest of the force, and narrowed his eyes.

After his voice fell, the person wearing the bronze mask appeared in front of Jiang Mo, he faced Jiang Mo and said, "My boy, you have made a great contribution today!"

That person is the first deputy palace lord of Cangming Palace --- Blood Rentu!

Looking at the rumored first deputy palace lord wearing a bronze mask and full of murderous aura, Jiang Mo also smiled slightly: "Today, I would like to thank the blood deputy palace lord, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would be buried here in Wuji Temple!"

"Hey, kid, don't thank me in a hurry. I'm not the only one here today. Look over there." The blood man butcher pointed, and saw a middle-aged man in a red cloak coming from the sky, followed by Baisha Deputy Palace Master and his party.

This time, the Cangming Palace could be said to be the best of the best, and in order to save his son, the master of the Cangming Palace, the Nine-Star Martial Emperor's peak cultivation base, broke through on this day, directly stepped into the realm of the Martial Ancestor, and stepped into the sky. OK!

"Kill!" Palace Master Cangming just said lightly, and dozens of elite powerhouses behind him came out in force, and even Xue Rentu joined in the fight.

"Block me, the lord of the palace should arrive soon! Wouldn't it be too wishful thinking to kill someone in front of the gate of my Wuji Temple!" The deputy lord was calm, but the other warriors The cultivator of the Extreme Temple looked pale.

How could they have the courage to fight against the Palace Master Cangming who had stepped into the realm of Wuzong?
While speaking, Xue Rentu, Bai Sha and others rushed to kill, nearly ten Martial Emperor monks from Cangming Palace went to surround and kill four Martial Emperors from Wuji Temple, it can be said that it was effortless.

In just one stick of incense, the old man who had chased and killed Jiang Mo before fell, and another person from the Wuji Temple was seriously injured.

"Are you okay?" Palace Master Cangming didn't make a move, but walked up to Jiang Mo slowly and asked aloud.

Hearing this, Jiang Mo smiled wryly and shook his head.

A wisp of energy poured into Zichen's ring, and the thin man who had been imprisoned on the eighth floor of the Demon-seeking Tower appeared in front of the Cangming Palace Master.

(End of this chapter)