Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 314 Fengzong
"Is that Master Qiufengzi?"

The three people who were urging their spells and magic weapons to attack the stone array outside the gate of the Mo Ling Hall suddenly stopped their movements. Just now, a breath broke through the defensive formation of the Mo Ling Hall, and then fled away into the distance.

The three of them haven't realized why their uncle Qiu Fengzi left in such a hurry, the stone array that was blocking them suddenly disappeared, and three monks came out from the Mo Ling Hall, one of them was Taoist Yi Shen However, the two young men and women on the left and the right did not know each other, especially the woman who exuded the aura of golden core.

"Yi Shen, what do you intend to do in Mo Lingzong? Do you want to destroy the sect?" A middle-aged monk asked loudly. Seeing that the main hall of Hezong was about to start, there was a problem here, and he couldn't help being angry.

"Brother Lian, that's not right, old man Yishen has already reached the Golden Core Dzogchen, and there are still signs of a breakthrough."

"What?" The two outsiders heard the words and looked at Taoist Yishen. Sure enough, Taoist Yishen displayed a much higher aura than the three of them.

They are still investigating, but Taoist Yi Shen didn't hold back: "Planning my Mo Lingzong foundation, leave it to me today."

A phantom leaped out from behind him, and what was exuding from the phantom was no longer the aura of Jindan, but the aura of Nascent Soul.

The three Jindan were shocked, could it be that Taoist Yi Shen had already broken through the Nascent Soul, and immediately urged the magic weapon in his hand to resist the phantom attack.

Mo Lingfeng, which is full of aura, suddenly dark clouds cover the sun within tens of miles, and there is no light, and the three golden core monks are instantly trapped in a formation.

"Fellow Daoist in dialect, it's time for you to act." Taoist Yi Shen said, but there was an indescribable exhaustion in his tone.

"Okay." Fang Yan rushed forward and plunged into the darkness, with several red ribbons circling around his body like arms.

Following a surge of mana, two screams came from the black mist formation.

In just a few breaths of time, Taoist Yichen seemed to be hit hard, his breath became disordered, a phantom shrank back into Taoist Yichen's body, and the formation disappeared.

Four monks were exposed, two Taiyi sect monks were sitting cross-legged to recover, and the other two were fighting.

Dialect noticed the disappearance of the trapped formation: "Yao Guang, stop them, don't let them run away." Two black lights flashed, and the fish slave and the puppet appeared at the same time, surrounding the two sitting cross-legged on the ground.

At the same time, the hands kept moving, and several peach miasma poison rolled towards the monk opposite.

Facing the peach miasma poison in the upper dialect, this cultivator had a hard time saying it. How could he have thought that he would be locked in by a Nascent Soul breath in an instant, trapped in the formation, and then this young man who couldn't detect his cultivation, and several of his own magic weapons one after another It was damaged, and the culprit was that wisp of strange poison.

Seeing that his two companions had already been murdered, the cultivator no longer had the slightest thought of fighting, turned his palm, and a magic weapon appeared in his hand: "Boy, taste the power of the talisman."

Fang Yan suddenly had a cold war, the talisman in the opponent's hand was so powerful that Fang Yan sensed a dangerous aura in his mind, he quickly retracted the peach miasma poison, and at the same time activated the peach miasma armor, and his body hurriedly retreated.

An earth-shattering explosion sounded, and all the standing objects within a few hundred meters around him instantly turned into a piece of powder. The monk disappeared at the moment of the explosion, leaving a faint smell of blood in the air, and was also swallowed by the sea of ​​flames after a while.

After all, the dialect was still affected. I felt a huge impact on my back. Several layers of spiritual armor continued, and the piercing shattered. Fortunately, the peach miasma armor was promoted to a spiritual weapon, and finally blocked the One blow, but his face was a little pale.

Even the Yaoguang in the distance received a little impact, but the distance is far away, the strength has been much weaker, and with the cultivation base of Fluctlight, it is enough to block it.

When Fang Yan came over, he saw the fish slave puppet and the two fallen Jindan corpses, and he took them away, and two bright red streaks emerged from the two corpses, sinking into Fang Yan's body.

"Daoist Yi Shen, hurry up and leave here immediately. The Taiyi Sect is only tens of thousands of miles away from the Moling Sect, and the Yuanying monk will come soon." Fang Yan himself was a little tired. Taoist Shen who was sitting cross-legged said.

"Okay." Taoist Shen opened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him, and a divine sense passed out: "All Mo Lingzong disciples obey the order and gather at the Mo Ling Hall within a hundred breaths."

Regardless of Mo Lingfeng or the other three peaks, all the disciples heard this order, and even though they didn't know what the Supreme Elder meant, they rushed towards the Mo Ling Hall of Mo Lingfeng.

Mo Ling Hall is the important place of the Mo Ling Sect sect, usually few people can get close to it, although the battle just now was fierce, the disciples below were only slightly aware of it, only a few elders and the head teacher of Mo Ling Sect were secretly worried, at this moment suddenly Hearing the voice of the Supreme Elder, regardless of entertaining those monks who came from outside, they sacrificed their flying sword magic weapons and fled towards the top of Moling Peak.

Not only the disciples of Mo Lingzong heard the message from Taoist Yi Shen, many monks who came to participate in the ceremony also rushed to the top of Mo Ling Peak, they were all disciples or friends of Taiyi Sect.

"Uncle Master, when will you call us here?" Daoist Huo looked at the scene in front of him suspiciously, Taoist Shen was recovering with his eyes closed, and Fang Yan was also sitting cross-legged refining the spirit spring water and the monster soul.

Why did Qiu Fengzi of Taiyi Sect and those few Jindan monks disappear, and here it looks like the battle has just passed, and look at the current state of Taoist Master Yi Shen, could it be that the uncle and the members of Taiyi Sect got into a fight? conflict?But Tai Yizong Qiu Fengzi is a great monk of Yuanying, even if Ji Yaoguang forms a golden core, it is impossible for the master uncle to use Mo Ling's real body to defeat him, could it be him?
Daoist Huo looked carefully at the dialect sitting in meditation, and his heart shuddered. Isn’t this a dialect? The three generations of disciples who were expelled from the sect by him, Yaoguang followed him last time, but how could he be here? Tai Yizong The guardian array of the entire sect was blocked early on, and several important sects have been guarded by Golden Core cultivators.

"Don't ask anymore, seal the sect immediately, and we leave Mo Lingzong." Taoist Yi Shen did not explain to his apprentice and nephew, but immediately gave an order.

"Well, okay." Daoist Huo hesitated a little, and immediately sent a message to the juniors behind him: "Quickly seal the sect."

Four figures passed by Taoist Yi Shen and entered the Mo Ling Hall behind him. After a few breaths, there was a rumbling sound, and a dark light suddenly appeared in the entire Mo Ling Hall. All the main halls disappeared, and Mo Lingzong's sect protection formation also stopped functioning, and then disappeared.

Taoist Huo and others appeared from nowhere, and stood in front of Taoist Yi Shen again.

"Taoist Huo, what are you doing?" A group of monks who came after them asked one after another.

"Hmph, when will it be your turn to take care of my Mo Lingzong's affairs?"

"Don't forget, Mo Lingzong will be the Mo Ling branch of Taiyi Sect after today."

"Presumptuous." Daoist Shen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, raised his palm, and when it fell, the monk who had spoken rudely just now was dead, without a trace of breath.

"I'll give you a chance to get out of Mo Lingzong immediately, otherwise he will be your role model." A sense of consciousness spread to the minds of hundreds of monks who were watching outside.

"Golden Core cultivator? How about the elders? Why are they gone?" At this time, these Taiyi Sect disciples realized that none of the elders of their own sect who should have appeared was missing, and the aura of the person behind Taoist Huo was obviously Golden Core Undoubtedly, no one dared to talk anymore, in an instant, hundreds of sword lights scattered like birds and beasts, and flew away in all directions.

Before the entire main hall, there were only hundreds of Mo Lingzong disciples left. This is all the Mo Lingzong disciples. Originally, there were thousands of Mo Lingzong disciples and outer disciples. After this accident, only Mo Lingzong remained. These disciples, the rest of the people either left Mo Lingzong early because of the bad situation, or joined Taiyi Sect in advance.

Daoist Shen swept over the crowd with his spiritual sense, and a strange expression appeared on his face, as if he was a little disappointed, but also seemed to be a little relieved that so many disciples were left behind.

Without speaking again, Taoist Yi Shen waved the black silk in his hand and rolled it towards every disciple. After a while, all the disciples in the field disappeared, and he said to the few people guarding him: "You guys also come here, leave immediately Here, friends in dialect, I’m in trouble.”

"Okay, Dialect instantly sacrificed the Liuguang Wing, sweeping away everyone present, even Taoist Yi Shen was absorbed into the Liuguang Wing, and then activated the magic weapon, after a spatial fluctuation, the entire Mo Lingzong was no longer Angry, there is only a piece of ruins left, showing the glory of the past.

After a long time, a figure appeared from the ground. The clothes on his body were the clothes of the Mo Lingzong disciples. He was actually Liu Suifeng, one of the three generations of elite disciples of the Mo Lingzong. He looked up at the sky as if trying to figure out what The direction in which the person fled, and after finding nothing, he spit out a mouthful of saliva: "Dialect, that's a dialect." There was a ferocious look on his face.

Then he walked towards the place where the Mo Ling Hall was originally located, walked back and forth a few times, and after still not gaining anything, he set up a flying sword and prepared to fly down the mountain.

Suddenly a coercion came from the air, and with a bang, Liu Suifeng fell to the ground.

"Tell me, where did the Mo Lingzong people go?" A majestic voice sounded in Liu Suifeng's ear. If the dialect is here, you can recognize that this person is the Taoist of Yuen Long who can't seek his own origin, Taiyizong's Another Nascent Soul Great Cultivator has a much higher level of cultivation than the previous Qiu Fengzi.

"Back to senior, I don't know where they went." Liu Suifeng replied with trembling teeth.

"En?" Taoist Yuen Long stared.

Liu Suifeng felt that his spirit was about to be shaken away, so he took a moment to say hurriedly: "Senior, this junior has already worshiped Master Mo, and is also a disciple of Taiyi Sect."

It was a matter of life, Liu Suifeng didn't care about being afraid, and his jaw stopped chattering.

"Master Mo? Mo Xin?" Taoist Yuan Long paused.

"Yes, this is the certificate given by the master." Liu Suifeng quickly took out a jade talisman and handed it to Taoist Yuan Long.

Taoist Yuan Long scanned with his spiritual sense: "It's Mo Xin's talisman, what's your name, and what's going on here."

(End of this chapter)