Facing the other party's cold pronouncement, Wu Chen actually laughed out loud, with disdain that could not be concealed in his words, "A virtual spirit, relying on how to break the formation, wants to kill me, you are unavoidable
It’s so whimsical.”
In Wu Chen's opinion, there was a huge gap between the other party and him. This gap could not be made up by formations, but it was based on common sense. He did not know that Mo Yun's seemingly weak body still lurked like this.
The soul of the thousand-year-old demon, relying on the strength and cultivation of his demon clan, is enough to crush this so-called transformed spirit.
"Whether it's a whim or not, you'll know later."
Mo Yun shouted coldly, raised his arms high, and endless auras immediately scattered from his palms, then turned into colorful rainbows that scattered around. The intense light made the entire jungle as bright as day.
This magical scene immediately aroused Wu Chen's vigilance, but before he could react, he felt a strong spiritual light all around him. Endless beams of light rose into the sky from the thick fog, and a terrifying pressure enveloped his entire body.
Stay there, leaving him nowhere to hide.
His withered eyes were as big as copper bells, and the spiritual lights he saw were swirling in a strange trajectory, and the colorful spiritual mist also merged and derived in the air according to a certain rhythm, forming a faint array of colors.
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Under the pull of this colorful mist, the thick fog in the forest suddenly rose up, turning into a billowing smoke dragon that rolled across the entire forest. The vegetation wherever it passed was uprooted and torn into pieces.
Seeing this scene, Wu Chen retreated several feet, and the pressure of the spirit transformation realm also forced the surrounding spiritual mist back several feet. It was not until this moment that he truly realized how terrifying the magic circle was, but he was well-informed, so he immediately used it
With a trembling voice, he said: "Five Colorful Illusionary Fog Formation!"
This five-color illusory fog formation is one of the ten major illusory formations of the demon clan. The five colors contain the demonic energy that enchants people's hearts. Its greatest function is to isolate the world from the sky and form a space of its own.
Those who fall into the formation will be eroded by the five-color phantom demonic energy, which can range from losing their minds to going crazy at worst. However, this array is just a miniature array. It is still capable of dealing with ethereal spirits below, but it is a bit reluctant to deal with ethereal spirits and above, especially
Being in the spirit transformation realm, one is almost immune to this phantom demonic energy.
After calming down, Wu Chen's expression softened a little, and his expression became a little more complicated, "Fortunately, this is not a complete magic circle, otherwise it would be difficult to escape unscathed this time!"
Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and his expression turned from shock to contempt, "You guy, you can actually use the magic circle of the demons? Who are you? You don't think that just because of this
The so-called phantom formation can do nothing to me, right?"
"You don't deserve to know who I am?"
The corner of Mo Yun's mouth curled up slightly, and his voice became a bit colder. "Do you really think that I want to use this magic circle to capture you?"
No other person must know that Mo Yun is the demon lord's clone. When he planned to use demonic energy to deal with Wu Chen, he had already laid out the plan. This small world can isolate the connection between the aura of heaven and earth and the outside world.
It was the perfect place for him to use big means to kill Wu Chen.
What he wanted to do was to kill Wu Chen without anyone noticing, and then create the illusion that he was silenced by the demons. After all, the demon envoy had already rescued Liu Jiang in public, so if he killed Wu Chen secretly, it would not cause too much trouble.
There are many doubts. By then, even if he doesn't need to deliberately guide him, the people of the Tianxing Sect will also think of the demon envoy.
"Arrogant!"
Seemingly irritated by Mo Yun's words, Wu Chen roared viciously, and his whole body became furious, but his city was far from comparable to Liujiang.
At least, he remained sober no matter how angry he was, and Mo Yun's words seemed to remind him to be cautious. He immediately used the voice transmission order to try to contact the outside world. When he found that the voice transmission order failed, his expression became gloomy again.
Come down.
"Break it!" Wu Chen shouted angrily, and the armor of Yuanli and his Yuanli wings immediately surrounded him. The powerful wings exuded endless coercion, causing the entire void to tremble slightly.
Before he finished speaking, the bright stars had already formed a terrifying handprint under the cover of his wings. Its shape was similar to Liu Jiang's Star Nirvana Palm, but its power was several times stronger than Liu Jiang's.
The texture on it is also clearer and more solid, as if it has reached its peak.
After the palm print quickly condensed, it immediately escaped into the sky. The brilliant starlight made the entire void emit bursts of explosions, and a vast and terrifying aura also emanated from it.
As soon as the hand seal took shape, it immediately blasted towards the core of the magic circle. The palm pointed directly at the center where the colorful spiritual mist gathered. The situation suddenly changed. Even Mo Yun lamented the old thief's prompt decision, but he did not dare to rely on it.
, several defensive formations were drawn out of thin air, and such stacking immediately formed a considerable power in the void.
Within a few breaths, the Nirvana Palm also collided with the defensive array. The powerful impact erupted into a burst of dazzling light in the void, causing the entire colorful phantom mist formation to tremble miserably.
Bang bang bang!
After the palm print smashed several magic formations one after another, it stopped in front of the last defensive formation. The confrontation between the two caused the entire formation to almost stop functioning.
Seeing that the attack had the upper hand, Wu Chen no longer held back, and mobilized 10% of his Yuan Power to transport the hand seals through the air. With the increase of this power, the palm prints that were already showing signs of fatigue once again became full of energy and glowed.
Give a different kind of vitality.
The defensive formation also became distorted and deformed under this violent impact, and it seemed that it could no longer hold up for long. Wu Chen was overjoyed when he saw this, and immediately used his palm seals with all his strength, intending to defeat the formation with one blow.
Click!
There was just a crisp sound, and the last line of defense was blown away by the palm print, and the terrifying power attacked the center of the colorful magic mist without restraint.
Seemingly seeing that the overall situation had been decided, Wu Chen's withered face became a little more proud, and there was a hint of disdain in his expression, "It seems that the master of the Yuquan Pavilion is nothing more than that, relying on this superficial formation.
Just wanting to trap me is simply wishful thinking!"
"You old thief, it's too early to be proud!"
On the other hand, Mo Yun had his hands behind his back and looked at him calmly. There was no joy or sadness on his face. It seemed that he had expected this scene and he didn't care about Wu Chen's move to break the formation.
"After all this, you are still pretending to be sophisticated. It seems that you, the master of Yuquan Pavilion, are just in vain!"
Wu Chen snorted coldly, and immediately urged his hand seals with all his strength to snap forward, directly hitting the key point of the magic circle. However, unexpectedly, the formation did not break through the fog. As soon as the hand prints entered the colorful fog, they disappeared.
Like a fish entering the sea, there is nothing to escape.
Just when Wu Chen was surprised, the surrounding magic mist immediately enveloped the handprint. The powerful corrosive and devouring power also instantly bound the entire handprint, just like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth, wildly devouring the powerful person who belonged to the Spiritual Transformation Realm.
The power of.
"It's a scam!" Wu Chen knew he had been deceived, so he immediately mobilized his Yuan Power and tried to pull the handprint out of the thick fog. However, his Yuan Power penetrated into it, as if he was stuck in a quagmire. Even if he wanted to recall it, it would be difficult to do so.
to be able to cope with it.
"It's too late!" Mo Yun had long expected that he would have this hand. With a wave of his sleeve, endless smoke and colorful magic mist had already swarmed up, covering the entire handprint.
This handprint condensed with pure energy was a delicacy in the eyes of the magic circle's devouring magic mist. Naturally, it would not let it go easily, but most of it was devoured in just a few breaths.
Feeling that his control over the hand seals was getting weaker and weaker, Wu Chen had a look of horror on his face. It was not until this moment that he realized that the defensive arrays just now were just blinding methods, the purpose of which was to lure the enemy deeper. Although one hand seal could not cause much damage,
There is a lot of Yuan Power, but this is a space independent of the outside world, and the Yuan Power stored in it is limited. If he cannot break the formation as soon as possible, it will consume him to death!
"We can't delay any longer. Let's deal with this guy first, and then break the magic circle!" After weighing the matter, Wu Chen decided to give up his hand seal. As his wings flapped, his whole body turned into an afterimage.
In addition to being able to condense the Nascent Soul when reaching the Spiritual Transformation Realm, the body has also got rid of its dependence on spiritual treasures and magic weapons. The wings condensed from the Yuan Power alone can fly thousands of miles and travel in all directions. In terms of speed, it is not as fast as Mo Yun's Jinghong Snow Shadow Step.
It's just a few points worse, but in terms of long-term endurance, Yuanli Wings is also better.
The main target of his attack was Mo Yun. From Wu Chen's point of view, it was very difficult to destroy this array in a short period of time. As long as the people who set up the array were eliminated, the array without an owner would be destroyed by itself.
"Go to hell!" Because of his extremely fast speed, it was almost difficult to detect when the whole person was flying through the smoke. If it weren't for the colorful mist surging, it would be difficult to notice that someone was escaping through the air.
"Really?" Mo Yun grinned, revealing a strange smile under the magical bamboo hat.
At the same time, powerful oppression and terrifying wind force came over instantly, causing the entire jungle's magic mist to shudder. His seemingly frail figure was like a small boat, swaying in the wind among the waves, at any time.
There is a risk of capsizing.
But even so, he slowly raised his right hand, and when the afterimage was about to hit his face, he was stopped by him. Then, he suddenly pushed forward and knocked the man's fist away.
The power of the stars broke them all and took advantage of the situation to knock them several feet away.
"How is that possible!"
The punch was repulsed, Wu Chen's eyes were filled with fear, and there was an unconcealable complexity in his expression. His punch just now was enough to break mountains and crack valleys. Even if an ordinary peak Void Spirit resisted, he would die or be disabled, but the opponent
Not only was it easy to resolve, but it was also possible for latecomers to get ahead and easily knock him back, which was beyond his knowledge.
"The shocking things are still to come!" Mo Yun clenched his palms to remove the hidden energy, put one hand behind his back, and hooked Wu Chen with the other, saying: "Come on, continue!"
"Why is this Yuquan Pavilion Pavilion Master so sacred!?"
Wu Chen's eyes were as wide as tops, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, "Has he been deliberately showing weakness and planning to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger?"
For some reason, when he saw Mo Yun's smile, he felt a sense of panic. Not only did the hairs on his back stand up, but a sense of fear also arose deep in his heart.