The peak sword intention in the late stage of the sword embryo swept through the entire Haotian Palace. The ancestor of Wanxiang was furious, like an angry lion with its fur exploded. The extremely humiliating anger made this ancestor who had lived for thousands of years temporarily lose his mind.
. Just like a nobleman walking proudly on the street, he was suddenly slapped by a dirty beggar on the roadside!
The vast power of the universe crashed down on Mo Wen and the others. The space in the hall was completely distorted. A dark crack was like the mouth of an ancient behemoth, extending crazily towards Mo Wen and the others.
Mo Wen and the other three sat in their original positions without any plan to deal with it. They seemed to regard the anger of Ancestor Wanxiang as a breeze.
Just when the three of them were watching being swallowed up by the power of Ancestor Wanxiang, another powerful momentum erupted from the other end of the hall. The power was even greater and mightier than that of Ancestor Wanxiang. The entire hall was instantly illuminated by the silver-white light of Gengjin.
Filled with it, everything turned into a vast expanse of white, the distorted space was quickly smoothed, and the violent spirits of heaven and earth quickly stabilized. The Wanxiang Sword Light emitted by the Wanxiang Ancestor was also held hostage by the terrifying power of Gengjin.
Wrapped, blasted into the cracks in space, disappeared into the depths of the void. The entire Haotian Palace returned to calm almost instantly.
"Wanxiang! What are you doing?" Patriarch Chang Geng's voice sounded coldly.
Ancestor Wanxiang was slightly thrown back by the momentum of Ancestor Chang Geng, and said angrily: "Chang Geng! Do you want to protect them?"
Ancestor Chang Geng looked indifferent: "I am just doing my duty. No one in this Haotian City is allowed to destroy the balance here."
"Okay! Okay! I didn't expect that I, the hero of all things, would be tricked by a few juniors! Chang Geng, if you can protect them for a while, you won't be able to protect them for the rest of your life! Let's wait and see!"
Ancestor Wanxiang stood up and strode out of the main hall. Wanhua Sword Master and others followed closely. Tianxie Sword Master Fei Buwen hesitated for a moment and followed suit.
The main hall was in a mess. Although Ancestor Wanxiang and Ancestor Chang Geng had tried their best to suppress the extent of the collision, all objects below level four in the main hall were still destroyed. If Haotian Palace was not guarded by prohibitions, the aftermath of the collision between the two would probably have been caused.
dismantle.
"God damn brother, you have the guts! I, Split Wind, have made you my friend!" Split Wind Sword Master gave Mo Wen a thumbs up and grinned. The Wanhua Sword Master's stinky face just now looked like he was eating shit.
So cool.
The Splitting Wind Sword Master's obliviousness made his senior brother, the Golden Light Sword Master, couldn't stand it any longer and coughed heavily.
Patriarch Chang Geng took a deep look at Mo Wen and said slowly: "Do you know the consequences of doing this?"
Mo Wen nodded, with a calm expression: "We will naturally know."
"If you are willing, I can come forward to ensure that you are safe and sound in Haotian Mansion, but after leaving Haotian Mansion..."
Mo Wen smiled faintly: "I appreciate Your Majesty's kindness, but since we dare to do this, we are ready to bear the consequences. If Your Majesty really feels sorry, our mountain gate of Hidden Sky Sword Sect is still short of four
Protected by the Mountain Guard Sword Formation."
Patriarch Chang Geng's eyes flickered slightly. He didn't know where the confidence of these three newly promoted sages came from, and how they dared to face the crazy revenge of an ancestor who was at the peak of the sword fetus in the late stage. Looking at the calm expressions of the three people, he suddenly
I felt that I had underestimated them. I originally thought that they would give up at most due to pressure, but I didn't expect that they would slap Ancestor Wanxiang in front of him. With the temperament of Ancestor Wanxiang, this would be a life-or-death feud.
"There is no extra fourth-level Mountain Guarding Sword Formation deity, but I can give you a Chang Geng Sword Diagram newly refined. The materials of this sword diagram are completely taken from the fourth-order spiritual materials. It only needs to be spiritually cultivated and mature to be complete.
Picture of a fourth-level low-grade sword.”
Patriarch Chang Geng waved his hand, and a silver-white sword picture suddenly fell towards Mo Wen.
Mo Wen stretched out his hand to grab it. There was no expression on his face, but he was slightly happy in his heart. The fluctuations of this sword diagram were much more pure and vigorous than the Tianxie Sword Diagram that he took from the ancestor of Tianxie. It is estimated that there will be more in the future.
There is a lot of room for improvement, and if you think about it, how can a sword made by a mid-stage sword embryo be compared with a sword made by a sword embryo perfection level spiritual sword master?
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Mo Wen thanked him without being polite at all. This time they took such a big risk to help Chang Geng and his family win the position of palace chief. How could they not make some sacrifices? So they got nothing.
psychological burden.
"The three Taoist friends helped me and were in this dangerous situation. I have no repayment, so I gave the three Taoist friends a batch of Feiyun ice stones to use in setting up the sword array." The Ice Lotus Sword Sect suddenly said.
Mo Wen's eyes lit up slightly. He had long wanted to get the Feiyun Ice Stone. This fourth-level spiritual material was an excellent material for setting up the fourth-turn Shuiyun Sword Formation. However, this spiritual material belonged to the Ice Lotus Sword Sect.
As a specialty, in the entire Haotian Mansion, only the Tianbing Pool of the Ice Lotus Sword Sect is produced. Unexpectedly, the Ice Lotus Ancestor was so generous and gave him a Feiyun Ice Stone equipped with a fourth-level sword array. Its value is inestimable...
"Then thank you fellow Taoist for the gift." Mo Wen bowed with a smile.
After Mo Wen and the three people left, the Golden Light Sword Master couldn't wait to say: "Are they crazy? Dare to challenge Wanxiang Ancestor directly? They don't know the difference between the late stage and the early stage of the sword embryo! Let alone three people, there are six
A sword fetus in the early stage is no match for a sword fetus in the late stage!"
Splitting Wind Sword Master looked at Patriarch Chang Geng with some worry: "Master, are we really not going to intervene?"
The actions of the Cangtian Sword Sect won his favor, and he was really worried about the fate of Mo Wen and others.
Ancestor Chang Geng took a deep breath: "Don't think too much, it's their own choice. Let's go, the Blood Moon Tribulation will be here in three years, and the omens should gradually appear, we must make final preparations
.”
With a flash of inspiration, Patriarch Chang Geng had disappeared into the main hall. Ancestor Bing Lian sighed quietly and left immediately. Only three venerables from the Chang Geng Sword Sect, including Li Feng, were left in the hall.
Splitting Wind Sword Lord opened his mouth, as if he didn't believe that his master was so heartless.
The Golden Light Sword Lord stood up and patted his shoulder: "It's not that we don't help, it's that we can't. Master can protect us in Haotian Mansion, but outside the territory, no one can control everything, so for our sake, Master can't really follow us.
Everything is torn apart."
Splitting Wind Sword Master was shocked, and after a long time, a wry smile appeared on his lips: "I see..."
Haotian City is hidden in the Heavenly Palace.
Mo Wen, Yu Xin, and Lan stood in the main hall. Under their feet was a teleportation sword array embedded on the base of the palace. Five third-level spiritual stones were embedded in the base of the array, ready to be triggered at any time.
Looking back at the two women, Yu Xin nodded to him, while Lan smiled sweetly. Mo Wen breathed out: "It's begun."
As the teleportation sword array was activated, a burst of colorful spiritual light suddenly shot up from beneath the feet. The beam of light penetrated the dome of the hall and plunged into the endless sky. Mo Wen and the three people above the sword array suddenly disappeared without a trace.
On the main peak of Biyun Mountain, a pillar of colorful light shot up from the magnificent hall. As the light dispersed, Mo Wen and the two women were revealed.
Mo Wen looked up at the sky, raised his hand, and a sword diagram suddenly unfolded, and vast spiritual power fluctuations shook. It was the Tianxie Cloud Sword Diagram that he had taken from Fei Buwen. However, at this moment, this sword diagram
It has been refined by Mo Wen's killing power, and the ink-colored sword picture is rendered with a layer of bright red, and the billowing dark clouds in the picture are like thick purple-red blood.
The sword diagram unfolded silently, covering a thousand miles in radius, almost covering the entire Biyun Cave celestial body below.
Mo Wen casually pointed at the unfolded sword map, and the sword map spit out a suction force. The three of them did not resist and allowed the suction force to suck them in.
After devouring Mo Wen and the others, the fluctuations of this fourth-level sword diagram gradually weakened, and its shape gradually faded, like an ice floe slowly merging into the sea, and finally completely integrated into the space.
After a moment, a gap suddenly opened in the void not far away, and two figures rushed out one after the other.
Ancestor Wanxiang stared fiercely at the void below, and smiled coldly: "Do you think I can't find you if I hide in the sword diagram?"
The Tian Xie Sword Lord Fei Bu Wen behind him had a twitching eye corner, which others could not see. As a sword fetus realm spiritual swordsman, he could naturally see that the sword picture below integrated with the space was the one he threw to Mo Wen two years ago.
Sword pictures of three people!
A powerful spiritual wave came from a distant place through the void: "Wanxiang, you have to think clearly, the Blood Moon will happen in three years."
Wan Xiang's eyes turned cold: "I have thought very clearly! Chang Geng, don't say that I don't give you face! I will definitely kill these three juniors today! If you dare to stop them, you know the consequences!"
A helpless sigh was conveyed in the mental fluctuation: "I hope you won't regret it."
"The only thing I regret in this life is that I didn't kill them five years ago!" Ancestor Wanxiang's body violently shook out a wave, which dispersed the mental wave transmitted remotely by Patriarch Chang Geng.
"Three juniors! Let's die!"
The Ancestor of Wanxiang reached out and grabbed the void below, and a huge crack was torn open. The naked eye could see a violent vibration in the void. Then a sword diagram was half hidden and half visible under the void, and the Ancestor of Wanxiang tore open the void.
At the same time, a crack was torn open in the sword diagram.
After a burst of laughter, Wanxiang Ancestor rushed into the sword diagram space in one step. Fei Buwen's eyes flashed with impatience, and he followed Wanxiang Ancestor and rushed in.
Purple-red dark clouds are billowing, and the power of the clouds and the power of killing are intertwined to form a mysterious vision.
The ancestor of Wanxiang stood above the purple clouds, staring at Mo Wen and the two women who were standing quietly in the distance: "You are not afraid at all? This really surprises me."
Mo Wen looked at him calmly: "Originally, we just wanted to come here to practice quietly, but there are always people or things like this or that that prevent us from realizing even this small ideal. In fact, everything is different.
Don’t want this.”
"You don't want this?" Wanxiang's aura surged, and the violent power tore apart the purple-red clouds around him. The space of the sword map began to become unstable and distorted in large areas.
"Haha, I originally planned to give you an opportunity to become sword slaves. Although you will lose your freedom, you can still live. But now you have ruined this opportunity with your own hands! You have failed my kindness!" The ancestor of Wanxiang looked ferocious.
The power of all things unfolded, and a large amount of mist rose up around him. Distorted human faces emerged in the mist, showing various expressions, and then shouted in unison: "So I will make you unable to become a slave today."
!”
The Vientiane Realm exploded with a bang, and the incomplete fourth-order sword diagram immediately trembled, the space was distorted, the spiritual power violently surged, and there was a possibility of collapse at any time.
Mo Wen sighed softly: "Wanxiang, your only shortcoming is that you are too conceited."
Slowly opening his arms, Mo Wen's body flashed with five-color sword light: "Five Elements Sword Formation, rise!"