Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 958 Poisonous Mist
"Hmph, I know I can't break through my sect guard formation, now, are you ready to give up?"

Fu Tianxing and the others stood in the formation, looked at Jiang Mo who had stopped, and sneered.

"No, that kid seems to be looking for the formation!"

Deacon Cui's eyes flashed, and he saw Jiang Mo's state, which seemed to be a little abnormal, and said in a low voice.

At this time, Jiang Mo stood still in place, eyes slightly closed, a vast power of divine sense poured out like a tidal wave, covering the entire purple light curtain.

Seeing this scene, Fu Tianxing's heart beat suddenly.

His complexion was a little pale, and he had a premonition that Jiang Mo could break through the protective array.

"How is this possible? I have broken the sky formation with ten thousand poisons, but it is a ninth-rank low-rank formation passed down from the first generation of hall masters. How could that boy break through it?" Fu Tianxing shook his head and murmured.

At this moment, Jiang Mo entered a mysterious state.

The vast power of divine thoughts turned into filaments, like spider webs, piercing through the connecting nodes of the purple light curtain.

The stronger the formation, the more difficult it is to find the weak points. They may be hidden deeply, but this is not impossible for Jiang Mo, who has the power of the ninth level of divine sense.

There was such a weird scene between the two confronting parties.

Everyone in the Hall of Immortality stayed in the purple light curtain and did not dare to come out.

As for the people at Zhentian Pavilion, they also stood still.

Only Jiang Mo stood between the two sides, looking for a way to break the formation.

As time passed by, the people in the Immortal Palace gradually became agitated, and Jiang Mo put more and more pressure on them.

boom!
However, when everyone was restless, they suddenly heard a muffled sound.

At this moment, Fu Tianxing's complexion suddenly changed!

"Damn it, how could it be?!"

Fu Tianxing said in surprise.

Soon, dull sounds spread across the entire purple light curtain, as if causing a chain reaction.

After about an instant, the light curtain began to tremble, the purple light began to scatter, and the formation seemed to be shattered.

Everyone in the Hall of Immortality shrouded by the light curtain turned extremely ugly.

The ninth-level low-rank formation was broken by Jiang Mo, and it was broken!
"This kid is a genius!" Deacon Cui said quietly.

Fu Tianxing's face was pale and said: "It's not just the way of formation, his cultivation level in the way of martial arts is also terrible, he can be called a monster!"

After about ten breaths, there was only a bang, the formation burst into pieces, the purple light curtain dispersed, and many monks in Zhentian Pavilion cheered excitedly.

Immediately, someone's figure turned into a streamer, and rushed towards the Immortal Palace.

"and many more."

Before Jiang Mo's voice fell, two monks from Wu Zunjing rushed into it.

"what--"

"what--"

Two incomparably miserable cries came from that side immediately, and thick emerald green smoke rose from the broken part of the formation.

As for the monks at Zhentian Pavilion, after rushing into the green smoke, all the vitality in their meridians were completely disintegrated, and blood spurted out of their mouths and noses and died.

"It's poisonous fog!"

Jiang Mo snorted.

The other monks who were about to rush out immediately stopped when they saw the tragic situation before them, and looked at the rising green smoke with great fear.

"Bastard, the people in the Temple of Immortality are really cunning. First, the sect guard formation, and then this poisonous mist. There are too many tricks!"

The cultivators at the Zhentian Pavilion shouted and cursed one after another.

"Do you really think that my Ten Thousand Poisons Breaking the Sky Formation has been broken?"

Fu Tianxing sneered endlessly. Earlier, that purple light curtain was only the first layer of the guardian array.

This layer of poisonous mist was just now the trump card of the guardian formation.

"As long as it is a living person, once it enters this poisonous mist, its vitality will be disintegrated, and the poisonous mist will enter the body, causing the monk to be poisoned and die." Fu Tianxing sneered, "I see what you can use to break through my poisonous mist .”

Everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Mo, and he said, "People of Zhentian Pavilion, get out of the way."

Everyone was puzzled and got out of the way. At this moment, Jiang Mo's pupils turned ice blue, which was extremely strange.

Rumble!
The next moment, he saw the army of hundreds of thousands of ghouls behind him, led by three corpse generals, rushing towards this side, like a black tide.

Everyone in the Temple of Immortality felt their scalps go numb seeing this scene.

The appearance of those ghouls was terrifying. Some had only half of their skulls left, and some had broken ribs, but they were still able to run and crawl.

Armed with sickles, hoes, wooden sticks, and broken knives and guns, they charged towards this side.

This poisonous mist can disintegrate vitality, so what about the ghoul that is completely transformed from dry bones?Can the poisonous smog be stopped?
In an instant, the army of ghouls rushed into the Palace of Immortality.

"what--"

At this time, there was another tragic cry, but it was the disciple of the Immortal Hall.

Fu Tianxing stared blankly. In the poisonous mist, the unimpeded army of ghouls felt his throat a little dry.

These things have no shortcomings!
The poisonous mist has no effect on them at all.

The poisonous mist can disintegrate the vitality, but there is no vitality in the body of the ghoul!
How to stop them?

An army of ghouls like a black tide poured into the Palace of Immortality, and a fierce battle was about to break out.

More and more ghouls poured in, dispelling the poisonous mist, making the monks in Zhentian Pavilion also join in the battle.

Jiang Mo looked at Fu Tianxing. He is the master of Zhentian Pavilion, and of course he has to fight the master of the Immortal Hall.

Behind him, Wu Nu, Eight-armed God Ape and others rushed out one after another, looking for their opponents.

"Boy, you are indeed very powerful. In just a few days, you can form such a large army to resist my Immortal Palace." Fu Tianxing looked at Jiang Mo faintly and said, "However, you are still too young Frivolous."

"If you think that with the strength of your mere two-star martial saint, you can be the opponent of this seat, I have to say, you are too self-righteous."

"This time, I will not give you any more chances. As long as I kill you, your power will disappear."

As soon as the words fell, Fu Tianxing burst out with momentum all over his body. His figure flashed and turned into a stream of light, shooting towards Jiang Mo.

"Really?" The corners of Jiang Mo's mouth curled up, and he smiled coldly.

Although his martial arts realm is only a two-star Martial Saint, how can his real combat power be compared with the martial arts realm?

Jiang Mo has endless cards, whether it is the three powerful martial arteries, or the gods such as Dayan Tianji Jue, they are not comparable to Fu Tianxing.

Where did he get his confidence, compared to Jiang Mo?
After a sneer, the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword came out of its sheath. This ancient sword, which had reached the level of a top-grade spiritual weapon, burst out with a sharp sword energy that could tear everything apart in an instant!

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