Chaos is entangled in the pan, and the underworld is pinched to the sky.
His voice was only heard, but no one was seen. However, Mo Xuan's color was extremely solemn at this time.
Just because the person who made the call is the master of Xuanzong, one of the eight major sects of Heaven!
"Sect Master, you have a body of thousands of people, and you actually do such spying. This is not in line with your status." Mo Xuan looked around carefully and said with a stern look on his face.
"I just have something to say to you here. I hope Elder Mo Xuan will think about it." The voice sounded empty and real, as if the four directions were speaking together, and the bronze bell was added to him. When he was in it, Mo Xuan felt that his five organs were shaking.
I was very frightened and frightened for a moment.
"Form the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Formation!" Mo Xuan ordered, and the disciples behind him dispersed and moved together.
The sword danced through the flower shape, people followed the sound, the swords scattered in all directions, and thousands of sword formations appeared.
The Ten Thousand Dao Sword Formation is the unique skill of the Song Sect, and it can be called a method of protecting the teachings. Seeing the sword formation taking shape, Mo Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then said in a deep voice: I wonder if the sect leader has something to report, Mo is all ears.
"I know what you want to do with this trip, so I am here to warn you that some things are really hot, so don't touch them unnecessarily."
When Mo Xuan heard this, he suddenly raised his hands and replied with a smile: Mo is just a small elder in the sect, and he only follows the order of the sect to arrest traitors. As for the others, he doesn't know. It seems that there are many sect leaders.
Considered.
"It seems that he didn't listen, so he just insisted on going his own way." After hearing those words that seemed to be asking himself, Mo Xuan stopped talking. He knew that this matter would not just go away, and he slowly turned the Heaven-Questing Machine in his hand, ready to wait.
hair.
"Hahaha, don't be so nervous. I said it, it's just a warning." As if he had seen through Mo Xuan, his words were a little careless and not very heartfelt.
Not relaxing at all because of these words, Mo Xuan just said: In this case, Sect Master, we have important things to attend to and don't dare to delay. We will visit you another day and let's just say goodbye. After saying that, Mo Xuan didn't dare
If you stay, you want to take everyone away.
"I have heard that Elder Mo Xuan masters Lan Gang's method, which is rare in the world. It is fate that we meet him today. I hope you can teach me."
Before Mo Xuan could react, suddenly, the clouds began to roll violently, like boiling water. Wentianji suddenly swallowed up chaotic clouds, and the scriptures circulated around the sky. Looking at the clouds above his head, Mo Xuan looked solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy.
But when he had to see what was coming, Mo Xuan lost his composure and was shocked.
It turned out to be a chess piece!
A phantom, holding a black chess piece in its hand, pressed directly against the people of the Song Sect, and the oppression it brought made people feel suffocated. The chess piece was painted in various shapes, and it was not an ordinary thing. It actually had gods' eulogies wrapped around it, imprinted with a brand,
The sound can be heard, it is really a supreme Taoist weapon. Seeing this thing clearly, Mo Xuan has already guessed that this is the royal weapon of the Xuanzong leader______Six Paths of Rebirth Chess!
Not daring to be cautious at all, Mo Xuan used all his strength to mobilize Wentianji and Wandao Sword Formation to fight against it.
On one side, there is chaos incarnating the scriptures, and on the other side, there is the mourning sound of all things painted body. Under the horrified gaze of everyone, they collide with each other!
Boom!~
Like a mountain cracking or a sea collapsing, the earth-shattering energy brought about by the collision came in waves, overwhelming the surrounding sky without any clouds. At the moment of contact, Mo Xuan had blood at the corners of his mouth, and he felt helpless. In the sword formation,
Some people were swallowed up by the shock and fell into a coma.
It was strange that the chess piece had reached this point, and it no longer fell, but just hung above, suppressing everyone.
Seeing this, a disciple in the sword formation made a confused sound. "Did you block it?"
"He just stopped us, and didn't want to kill us. After all, the cost of the two factions turning against each other is too high." The clever person next to him explained the confusion.
Among the sword formations were the leaders of Songzong's current generation. Faced with today's scene, although no one was afraid of escaping, they felt deeply regretful.
Mo Xuan's hands were trembling a little. Looking at the Six Paths of Rebirth chess, he felt powerless. Although he could compete with Wentian Ji, he could only maintain this situation and had no power to break it. Moreover, this was already his ability.
All. For Xuanzong, how much does this mean to him? Thinking of this, Mo Xuan's eyes were a little gloomy, and he sighed at his incompetence. Suddenly, a figure jumped out of his mind. At that time, by the immortal spring, that boy dared to
The vat was filled with water, which aroused the anger of all the kings. He raised the vat with one arm and fought against all the heroes. Even if he played the six-way chess piece of rebirth, the leader of Xuanzong was still beaten back by him and did not dare to fight. Perhaps only Ye Xiaozi can compete with him.
Let's fight, Mo Xuan thought.
"We can't break this game. Let's crush the spirit wind and call the great elder." After saying that, Mo Xuan stopped making any moves and sat cross-legged in the sky.
"It's not too late to hope..." He said to himself as he looked at a place on the horizon with a worried look in his eyes.
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Zhou Yeqing was so groggy that he vaguely seemed to see a wisp of green smoke talking to him.
"Are you dreaming?" he whispered.
But there is a voice that keeps lingering in my ears: Give it back to me, give it back to me quickly......
He really couldn't bear the noise anymore, so he rubbed his eyes and looked half-squinted, what a guy! Although it was a little dim, it was indeed a line of smoke speaking. Zhou Yeqing was a little dazed. After a while, he saw that the green smoke was gone.
There was something going on, so he tentatively asked: Are you... telling me?
"Give it back to me...Give it back to me..." The voice was so small that it was almost inaudible. The corner of Zhou Yeqing's mouth trembled, and he suddenly remembered the story his mother told him when he was a child about an innocent soul seeking his life.
It is said that some souls who died unjustly cannot be reincarnated and can only find a living person to take their place before they can enter reincarnation. Thinking of this, Zhou Yeqing swallowed his saliva and secretly looked at the green smoke with a very wise and kind eye.
"Hmm! It does look a lot like... It's almost the same as what my mother said... What should I do... I'm going to be taken advantage of?" I thought in my heart, and spoke in my mouth.
It was a bit painful. For some reason, the green smoke slowly floated, getting closer and closer, and was about to touch Zhou Yeqing's face.
"This...can't be a female ghost..." Looking at the green smoke so close to him, at such a critical moment, a strange idea suddenly popped into Zhou Yeqing's heart. After thinking about it,
I felt that there was something wrong with this situation, that I was too ungrateful, so I coughed lightly, trying to ease the embarrassment, but I didn't want to pounce on it in one breath, and the green smoke that was close at hand was blown away in an instant.
"Ah, this... female ghost sister? Uh... sister? Aunt..." The sudden scene left Zhou Yeqing a little confused, and he tried it carefully.
After a long time with no results, Zhou Yeqing scratched his head and wondered. Could it be that he didn't wake up?
Suddenly a burst of red light fell on the temple, and Zhou Yeqing was confused again. He looked up at the halo and suddenly thought of something. He hurriedly got up and ran to the door. He only saw an ancient blood-red figure on the mountainside.
The coffin is hanging in mid-air.
"That's...the direction of home." He muttered, a little lost.
"Mother! Mother!" Thinking of the tone of his mother's words to him earlier, Zhou Yeqing was so confused that he no longer cared about the green smoke ghost and went straight up the mountain.