After the ascent failed

Chapter 892 Mo Yao's Death
No one knew that when a battle broke out in the Immortal Pavilion, there was a pair of eyes staring at this place in the distance.

This person was in the middle stage of returning to the void. He was wearing a python robe, his hair was disheveled, and his appearance was a little sloppy, but his eyes were shining sharply.

His name was Luo Bai, and he was one of the several elders who had appeared in the fairy temple of the ancient spirit clan. He was ordered by the high priest to monitor all parts of the island.

This Immortal Pavilion is one of the relics that their ancient spirit clan attaches great importance to.

When the thirteen statues in the Immortal Pavilion were pushed up by Ye Chunyang, Luo Bai's heart was shaken, and then his figure flickered, and he disappeared on the spot.

The next moment, he appeared in the fairy temple of the ancient spirit clan almost like teleporting.

At this time, the high priest was visiting the statue of the emperor in the fairy temple as usual, and when he saw Luo Bai coming in a hurry, he frowned and asked, "Why are you so flustered?"

"High Priest, the thirteen Mahayana statues in the Immortal Pavilion have been activated!" Luo Bai said condensedly.

"What did you say?" The high priest's expression changed.

Luo Bai said: "This matter is absolutely true. This subordinate has been watching near that fairy pavilion. Not only has the restriction there been broken, but many forces have also gathered here."

The high priest frowned: "There is someone who can crack the golden magnetic streamer array. It seems that I underestimated them a bit. In this way, someone has comprehended the will of the thirteen Mahayana statues. Who is he?"

"It's a human monk." Luo Bai replied.

After a pause, he continued: "Those monks clashed inside for some reason. Two human monks were fighting inside, and everyone else was watching the battle."

The high priest frowned slightly, and his face gradually became gloomy.

"The thirteen Mahayana statues in the Immortal Pavilion cannot fall into the hands of outsiders, and we must try to prevent this."

After a while, the high priest let out a breath and said slowly: "Call everyone immediately, and wait for my order!"

"Yes!" Luo Bai responded.

"Wait a minute, High Priest!"

Just then, a voice came over.

The high priest's expression changed, and he looked aside.

In the fairy temple, a cloud of black mist appeared out of thin air, and there was a floating figure in it, which looked like the Dacheng Shengmo.

"What's your opinion, Fellow Daoist?" The high priest frowned slightly as he looked at the magic mist.

"Hey, didn't the High Priest always want to get the Penglai Immortal Talisman from these people? Wouldn't it be a good time for them to gather in the Xiange now?"

A low laugh came out, and the magic mist in the void dissipated, and he appeared as an unreal middle-aged man in a black robe.

"What do you mean, Your Excellency?" The high priest raised his eyebrows, and a look of deepness flashed in his eyes.

"Hehe..." Dacheng Shengmo chuckled and said, "We have been waiting for an opportunity. If they were scattered all over the island, it would be difficult for us to do so. Now that they have come to our door by themselves, it is precisely to catch them all. good time."

When the high priest heard the words, his eyes flickered slightly.

After pondering for a moment, he looked at Dacheng Shengmo, and said: "But among them, there are many existences in the late stage of returning to the void. According to our previous plan, we intend to defeat them one by one. This may make it easier. If they gather in one place, if we plan to If you fail, you will startle the snake."

"The high priest's words are good, but the opportunity is rare right now. If you miss it, there may not be another chance to gather eight fairy talismans at the same time." Dacheng Shengmo said with a sneer.

The high priest was a little hesitant. After all, they had already made a lot of arrangements before. If they did something at this time, they would only have one chance.

"High Priest, what the Holy Demon said is correct. Right now, the eight forces holding the Penglai Immortal Talisman are all in the Immortal Pavilion. If we can wipe them all out, the Immortal Talisman can be easily obtained. Otherwise, if we wait for them to leave the island, we will not be able to make another move." It's gone." Luo Bai said in a low voice.

The high priest had a gloomy face, weighing the pros and cons of this move in his heart.

Then he looked at Dacheng Shengmo and said, "If you make a move, how sure are you, fellow Taoist?"

"At least [-]%." Dacheng Shengmo said.

He flipped his palm, and a formation plate appeared, exuding amazing devilish energy, "This formation is called Shuantian Formation, and it is one of the highest formations in my demon world. It has trapped and killed Mahayana-level figures. In this battle, none of those people can escape, and it will be easy for the nobles to obtain the Penglai Immortal Talisman."

"Shuantian formation! The leader of this formation has heard of it before. It is said that during the ancient battle between immortals and demons, this formation killed many powerful immortals." The high priest's expression changed.

Dacheng Shengmo smiled coldly and said, "That's right, does the High Priest have any doubts now?"

"Haha, with the help of the Holy Demon, why do I have any worries?" The high priest suddenly smiled and said, "However, in order to ensure everything is safe, our clan still needs to make some preparations."

The High Priest shook his sleeved robe, and suddenly spiritual energy gathered around him, the void in front of him split open, and a blood-red spiritual light slowly appeared from it.

The high priest raised his hand and shook it, and the blood-colored aura turned into a divine rainbow and flew out. Then, the rainbow light rose sharply, and a giant sword that was red and flaming across the body stretched across the void.

"Slaying Spirit Sword!"

Luo Bai looked at the sword, his expression changed slightly, and he muttered in his heart: "Is the high priest actually going to use this sword?"

The Spirit Slaying Sword is the sword of fate of the ancestors of the ancient spirit clan. After the ancient spirit clan was demoted to the lower realm, this sword also fell into the spiritual realm. I have been warming up in this fairy temple, which is the place where the aura of Penglai Xiandao is the densest.

However, even if the spirituality of the Slashing Sword is greatly damaged, it can still be classified as a high-level Tongtian Lingbao, and its power cannot be underestimated.

The high priest said: "Luo Bai, take this sword and go to the Immortal Pavilion with the Holy Demon, and you must get the eight Penglai Immortal Talismans in your hands."

Looking at the fairy sword in front of him, Luo Bai's heart was shocked, and he quickly accepted it: "Yes, don't worry, the high priest, this subordinate will definitely live up to its mission!"

"The High Priest can rest assured, it's just some young people, this time I will let them bury their bones here." Dacheng Shengmo laughed wildly, and then disappeared away from the fairy pavilion with the magic mist on his body.

The high priest's eyes flashed, and he nodded to Luo Bai. After the latter gave his orders, he also rushed out of the fairy temple.

……

In the fairy pavilion, the vibration continued.

Several elders from Lingxiao Realm flew into the air together, they couldn't just watch Mo Yao's defeat and be killed.

At this time, the golden giant stood in the air, covering the world with coercion.

This golden giant is condensed by thirteen Mahayana statues. Ye Chunyang's soul is located in it, and the true meaning of Mahayana is shrouded like a tide.

Through the eyes of the giant, Ye Chunyang glanced at the elders of Lingxiao Pavilion. These people are all existences in the middle and late stages of returning to the void, and their strength is not weak.

Ye Chunyang immediately sent out a divine thought, communicating the true meaning of Mahayana.

The majestic will is like a turbulent sea wave, making the sound of rushing and turbulent waves in the air. The golden giant suddenly raised his hand and suppressed it with his palm turned.

"Bang bang bang..."

A series of low-pitched explosions sounded, and the void continued to roar. Under the giant's palm, the body of an elder from the Lingxiao Realm exploded, turning into blood mist and dissipating.

This scene made everyone gasp. This person is an existence in the middle stage of returning to the void, and he lost to the power of the golden giant's palm.

Seeing this, the other elders of the Lingxiao Realm were also horrified, and immediately joined forces to use the magic formula to attack the golden giant together.

But then they saw a scene they will never forget.

The golden giant stood motionless in mid-air, and raised his palm again, a terrifying storm of will crazily permeated the space, shaking it.

In an instant, the roar reappeared, and the two Lingxiaojie elders screamed. Their heads were crushed on the spot, and the Nascent Soul exploded in their bodies. One of them practiced in the cave.

A chill enveloped everyone's hearts.

Ye Chunyang realized the true meaning of Mahayana, controlled the statue, and was almost invincible.

On the other side, Lord Nether's expression completely changed.

This scene was beyond his expectation, and the matter was completely out of his control, all because he underestimated Ye Chunyang.

"No wonder he can compete with my Nine Nether Rivers, it seems that I really underestimated him." Lord Nether was gloomy in his heart.

"Young master, let's go!"

At this moment, an elder from the Lingxiao Realm in the late stage of Void Return shouted.

Several people attacked at the same time, and in a blink of an eye he was the only one left. He didn't dare to linger for a moment after his words fell, he hurriedly dodged to Mo Yao's side, intending to take him away.

Mo Yao's face turned pale, he never expected the result to be like this, Ye Chunyang's strength was far beyond his imagination.

Originally thought that Ye Chunyang would surely die today if he mastered the will of the Mahayana with the help of Lord Nether, but the fact gave him a resounding slap in the face.

His body was limp and weak, and he let the elder in the late stage of returning to the void pull him, and flew out of the fairy pavilion with a blank expression.

"Isn't it too late to leave now? As I said, everything should be over."

Ye Chunyang's words came from the golden giant, and then the giant flashed like a flash of golden lightning, and instantly appeared in front of Mo Yao and the Lingxiaojie elder.

"Boy, do you dare to kill my young master of the Lingxiao Realm?" The elder of the Lingxiao Realm shouted, seeing the golden giant appearing in front of him, he couldn't help feeling a surge of fear in his heart.

"Noisy!"

A cold voice came out, the golden giant's palm was suddenly slapped, and there was a loud rumbling sound, and the bright aura suddenly enveloped the elders of Lingxiaojie.

The eyes of the latter changed drastically, and he hurriedly made consecutive tactic, and layer after layer of protective masks lit up around his body, but it didn't work at all. When the golden giant slapped the palm lightly, the elder let out a scream completely perish.

In less than a moment, all the strong people in the Lingxiao world were wiped out.

Everyone was deeply shocked by Ye Chunyang's strength.

But at this time, the golden giant's palm attack did not stop, and quickly enveloped Mo Yao's sky in a flash, revealing a cold killing intent.

"噗嗤" a muffled sound.

The giant golden hand pierced through, and Mo Yao stood there in a daze, looking down at the giant golden hand that passed through his chest, with a huge disbelief on his face.

"boom!"

He fell down, unwillingness and remorse flashed in his eyes, but soon dimmed, and there was no more vitality.

(End of this chapter)