Chapter 246

Xiyue Huashan, in the underground palace of a dragon-shaped mountain range.

Tian Xuanzi, who is most likely to hit the Yuanying period among the three generations of disciples of Huaxianmen, frowned and looked at the musical notes beside him that had turned into ashes.

"It turned out to fall. How can a secular immortality be so capable? My disciple Daojizi is the cultivation in the early stage of Jiedan. Even if the other party has the best magic weapon, it is impossible..." In Huaxianmen, the disciples of Jiedan period will have a ten thousand miles of notes. Generally speaking, if this symbol is used, it will represent The person who cast the charm has died.

"Is it those power people who are hidden in the world... It's impossible. If it's such a power, it's impossible for Daojizi to spread the news, and at this time, it is estimated that the other party has already come to ask for sins, but now, since the other party has not found Huaxianmen, it means that the other party is still very much for Huaxianmen. I'm afraid that if I judge from this, the other party is very likely to be a Jiedan monk with the best magic weapon. With my strength, I'm afraid I can't completely suppress the other party. This matter must also shock the master and uncle. After all, the status of any Jiedan disciple in the sect is extremely high. Even if I don't say anything about it, I'm afraid to seize the treasure alone. I'm afraid that the superiors will also ask, so it's better to report the news now. After thinking for a long time, Xuanzi stood up, went out of the underground palace, and went straight to Luoyan Peak where his master was located in Huashan.

There are three main peaks of Mount Hua, one is Luoyan Peak, two Lotus Peaks, and three Jade Girl Peaks. These three peaks are the places with the most spiritual power in Huashan Mountain. The underground palace under the three peaks is the place where the three Yuanying elders of Huaxianmen practice.

The master of Tianxuanzi is Mo Yuzi, who has the highest status and the strongest cultivation among the three Yuanying elders and occupies Luoyan Peak.

This Mo Yuzi is the cultivation of Yuan Ying in the later period. He is the highest cultivation except for the ancestor of Huashan, who saw the dragon in the Huaxian Gate. He is very talented. He began to practice at the age of eight, and has been practicing for more than 300 years.

"Disciple Tianxuan, I have something important to report." Tian Xuanzi stood at the door of Mo Yuzi's underground palace and said very respectfully.

"Come in." The door of the underground palace opened, and Tian Xuanzi stepped into it step by step.

In the underground palace practiced by Mo Yuzi, many arrays were arranged. After Tian Xuanzi entered it, he entered a transmission array.

Only Mo Yuzi can control this transmission array, that is to say, no one can enter without Mo Yuzi's consent. Of course, if someone bombards Luo Yanfeng with great power, it will be another matter.

"Master, the ten-thousand-year snow lotus you gave to the disciple to increase his skills last time was robbed by others on the way to the King of Beihai Dan, and the man also killed the second disciple Dao Jizi of the disciple of the disciple..." Seeing Mo Yuzi, Xuanzi directly told the matter.

"Secular Immortal Cultivator..." Mo Yuzi frowned, "How do you make sure that the treasure-grabbing man is not a hermit power?"

Most of the immortals in the secular world are people with poor qualifications. They are not qualified to practice near the spiritual veins with sufficient spiritual power, so their cultivation is at most impossible to exceed the later stage of foundation building, but some god masters also like to live in the downtown to seek a breakthrough opportunity. This time, the other party can kill the elixir in their own sect. Disciple, the identity of the other party may be a master of the gods.

"Because the man did not go to my Huaxianmen to ask for guilt, and he could not stop Daojizi from releasing the note, so the disciple thought that the other party was the ancestor of Huashen. Maybe his surname was not big." Tian Xuanzi explained.

Mo Yuzi nodded and thought to himself, "Since Dao Jizi said that the other party has a heavy treasure, it means that the other party should have the best or the best magic weapon. I don't care much about the best magic weapon, but the best magic weapon... If I get the possible surname of the advanced god through the thunder disaster, it can increase a lot, and it's worth it. Take a risk, but you still need to be well prepared.

"Don't be too urgent, and don't disturb your Xuan Yuzi and Uncle Ling Yuzi." Mo Yuzi said, "I, Huaxianmen, should have a lot of power in Huahai City. You go and let them carefully investigate the details of the other party. You must be careful and don't let the other party notice it. It's not too late to do it when we have a full grasp."

"The disciple obeys, and the disciple will send someone to investigate in detail." Tian Xuanzi was ordered to leave the underground palace of Mo Yuzi.

Although Mo Yuzi's face is calm at this moment, he is a little excited. His current cultivation is only one step away from reaching the peak of Yuanying's later period. At that level, he can sense the thunder disaster. Only by passing through this thunder disaster can he enter the divine period, but the thunder disaster is extremely difficult to overcome. Originally, there were five Yuanying monks in this Huaxian Gate, but it was precisely because the other two Yuanying monks reached the peak of the later stage of Yuanying that they had to cross the disaster of the gods. However, both of them failed to cross the disaster and died.

In addition to being related to the purity of their own spiritual power, it also has a great relationship with the magic weapon. The top-grade magic weapon can resist the first wave of thunderstorms, but it has no effect on the second wave of thunderstorms. Mo Yuzi's two brothers only have the top-quality magic weapons. Although they were unharmed in the first wave of thunderstorms, they were in the second wave. He suffered some injuries in the thunderstorm, and the third wave seriously injured him. After the serious injury, he could not have the strength to resist the fourth wave of thunderstorms, so Mo Yuzi's two brothers were bombarded to death by the fourth wave of thunderstorms.

But with the best magic weapon, the situation is completely different. A best magic weapon can completely resist the first four waves of thunderstorms, and the fifth wave of thunderstorms can also be used to resist nearly half of the power. If the robber has a second magic weapon, he can resist the remaining thunderstorm of the fifth wave.

As for the sixth wave of thunderbolt, if there is a third best magic weapon, it can also be offset by about three points. The remaining thunderbolt power can also be crossed by those monks with average spiritual purity. Therefore, if Mo Yuzi has three best magic weapons, it is foolproof to cross this transformed thunderbolt. If there are two, There is 80% certainty, and if there is only one, there is still 50% certainty. But if you don't have a best magic weapon, you are not sure at all. It can be seen how effective this best magic weapon is to survive the thunder disaster. Therefore, Mo Yuzi was extremely excited when he knew that Zhou Tian was very likely to have the best magic weapon. No matter how much danger he took, it was worth fighting for it--

After learning a lot about Huaxianmen from the mouth of Daojizi, Zhou Tian was not idle. He used a few remaining spiritual stones in Daojizi's hand to arrange a magic array and a killing array outside the store. These two arrays are in "Qimen Dunjia Shu", which are only aimed at immortals, while mortals are not There will be any reaction.

After arranging the formation, Zhou Tian sat next to the cashier every day, looking through Qiushui and waiting for the people of Huaxianmen to come. After all, this kind of thing came early. In case the other party came when he did his own task and flattened his groceries, he didn't make any reason. Go.

"Yan'er, how's the book going?" Zhou Tian lay in front of the cashier, stared at Cai Yan with a smile and said.

Cai Yan is a talented woman. She is famous for her love of learning. No matter what era she is, she can't stop Cai Yan from studying. It took only a long time to finish reading General History of China. Now she specializes in the History of Chinese Literature.

"I have finished reading the overview of the four masterpieces." Cai Yan raised his head, looked at the inner room, and said to Zhou Tian, "The matter of Sister Jinlian is true or false. She won't be true..."

"No, don't worry, Jinlian's life is also very hard. Don't tell her about those things in the book." I told him on Sunday.

Now Pan Jinlian is obsessed with makeup. She holds two catties of foundation on her head every day, and her eyeliner can be drawn to the back of her head, which is like a cat, and she changes every day. Today's tiger shape is a lion tomorrow, and the civet cat the day after tomorrow. Anyway, she is busy like a white-collar worker all day, so she also If she doesn't have time to read, she doesn't know her image in history, and Zhou Tian naturally doesn't want her to know. After all, if she knows this kind of thing, it will inevitably make her feel a little stressed.

"Yes." Cai Yan nodded obediently.

"I'm coming." Zhou Tian raised his eyebrows and looked out. The formation outside had been moved. Obviously, some immortals had entered the scope of the formation. "Yan'er, don't go out. I'll meet them when I go."

"Master, they have arranged the magic array here." Mo Yuzi and Tian Xuanzi, who had just stepped into the 100-meter range of the grocery store, fell into a desert full of yellow sand.

"Don't panic. Look at the teacher to find the eyes and break the illusion." Mo Yuzi, who was in the phantom array, was not in a hurry, but showed a smile. "Well, use the phantom array to stop us. It seems that the person we are going to deal with is not a god power."

Thinking of this, Mo Yuzi was relieved, and the original little worry had disappeared.

Mo Yuzi turned over his right hand, and then there was a jade plate in his hand out of thin air. After a few taps on the jade plate, a burst of Weng's sound came out of the jade plate, and a ray of light shot out and went straight to the sand dunes in the distance.

"Well, it seems that it's a burst of eyes." Mo Yuzi smiled and walked in the direction of the sand dunes. "Such a bad magic array dares to be used in front of my magic master, ignorant child."

"This person really has some research on the formation. It seems that what the foundation said is true." Zhou Tian, who saw Mo Yuzi coming in his direction, couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

According to Dao Jizi, the reason why this Huaxian Sect can stand for thousands of years is that in addition to having a Huashen ancestor, it is due to this array. The ancestor of Huaxian Sect founded the sect with the array. The sect relies on this array. No one who enters the Huaxian Sect can arrange the array, and the three of Huaxian Sect The Yuanying elder is even more a magic master, and there are naturally some magic weapons in his hands.

Sunday knew that his phantom array might not be able to stop the other party, but he didn't expect that the other party could break it so easily. However, there is also a killing array on Sunday, and Sunday is very confident about this killing array.

"The sandstorm is coming, and the air quality is declining." Zhou Tian laughed and urged the illusion.

Suddenly, sand and dust rose in the illusion, the wind was blowing, and the whole world was filled with yellow sand.

"If you want to stop me, you still can't get hot." Mo Yuzi's footwork was still firm, and he was not disturbed by Huangsha at all, but Tian Xuanzi behind him could not support him.

Although he knew that the yellow sand was fake, the magic of the illusion array was related to it. He knew it was fake, but he still couldn't get out of it.

Seeing that his apprentice couldn't hold on, Mo Yuzi slammed on the jade plate, and then the jade plate shot out a soft light, covering Tian Xuanzi.

"Tian Xuan thanked the master for his help." Tian Xuanzi, shrouded in soft light, suddenly felt relaxed. Under the operation of spiritual power, he could resist the invasion of the illusion array and keep up with Mo Yuzi's footwork.

The strong wind was mixed with bean-sized sand grains, scraping their faces like knives, but the two of them ignored it and walked forward to the gust of eyes, as if these sand grains did not exist.

"Give you some sense of existence, Baili Huangsha array, Qi!!" The killing array arranged by Zhou Tian this time is called the Baili Yellow Sand Array. The eyes of this array are the Baili Yellow Sand Plate obtained from the Yellow Wind Monster. This treasure is amazing. In those years, Sun Wukong let him blow him away, and each grain of sand in it weighs more than ten catties. It's strange that he doesn't get the brain out.

"It seems that these are the only means of the other party. How can Huangsha block my way?" Mo Yuzi was confident. The other party had no other ability than to imitate the sand and stone with the magic array. When he broke the array, he was at hand. While thinking about it, he heard a scream of Tian Xuanzi beside him and flew out backwards.

"Master, this sand has..." Tian Xuanzi was bombarded a hundred meters away, and the sound of shouting was also covered by the wind.

"Sand..." Mo Yuzi was puzzled, and she felt that she was hit by a heavy object in the face and fell to the ground.

And what hit him was a grain of soybean sand. If it hadn't been for his real body protection, he would have been injured at this moment.

"This is..." Mo Yuzi held the grain of sand in his hand and showed horror. The weight of this grain of sand was so great!

He didn't have time to think about what kind of material the sand was, because at this moment, countless identical sand grains were rushing towards him.

Mo Yuzi did not dare to neglect. A light flashed in his hand, and a huge shield appeared out of thin air in front of him. This shield was one of the three top magic weapons he had. Although it had no attack power, it was the strongest in the whole Huaxian Gate.

"Ban Bang"

The sand grain hit the shield and made a violent and compact sound. Although it did not break through Mo Yuzi's defense, it made his whole body keep retreating, and in a blink of an eye, he had retreated more than ten meters away.

"There is a bastard shell, but can you block the front or the back?" On Sunday, he patted a hundred miles of yellow sand table, and the hundred miles of yellow sand table suddenly lit up. At the same time, the wind direction in the illusion also changed, not blowing to one side, but from all directions, converging in the position of Mo Yuzi.

"It's not good" Mo Yuzi's face changed greatly, but there was no good way. She had to urge her body protection to prevent her from getting hurt, but this body protection really took a lot of spiritual power and could not last long.

"It seems that I can only fight." The longer it drags, the more unfavorable it is to Mo Yuzi. When his spiritual power is exhausted, he will be slaughtered by others. At this point, Mo Yuzi is obviously going to work hard.

A flying sword rises from the chest of the spiritual ancestor. This sword is dark green, created for Xuanyu. It is Mo Yuzi's original magic weapon, and Mo Yuzi's Taoist name is also obtained from this. This sword is a top-level magic weapon, and its attack power is extremely amazing. Its speed is extremely fast. Mo Yuzi intends to use this sword to quickly break through the array of eyes. If it is a battle of eyes If there are people who promote the illusion, they can also be killed together.

There was a light sound on the sword, which flew quickly to the eye of the sand dunes under the urging of Mo Yuzi.

The speed of Mo Yuzi's flying sword was so fast that it rushed into the eyes in an instant. Zhou Tian in his eyes obviously did not expect that Mo Yuzi had such a sharp weapon. For a moment, he did not react and was stabbed in the chest by the flying sword.

This flying sword is Mo Yuzi's original magic weapon, so Mo Yuzi can clearly feel that the flying sword has pierced the people in the eyes. He is about to be overjoyed, but after a while, Mo Yuzi's face became extremely pale, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, with an incredible expression on his face.

After the flying sword pierced Zhou Tian's chest, it failed to enter an inch, because there was a barrier on Zhou Tian's chest. This barrier was the eight-sided exquisite gold armor. Although this armor did not look unusual, its strength was indeed first-class.

This armor was stabbed by a flying sword. Not only did it not have any damage, but it also broke the flying sword of Mo Yuzi. The flying sword is Mo Yuzi's original magic weapon that has been warm for many years. Now that the original magic weapon is damaged, Mo Yuzi is naturally seriously injured.

After the serious injury, Mo Yuzi was unable to support the real gas around his body at all, and those sand grains weighing more than ten catties also smashed Mo Yuzi firmly.

Mo Yuzi's mouth spewed blood, which was extremely depressed. She had long lost the temperament of Yuanying's great monk. Like a lonely old man in the welfare home, she lay motionless on the ground, and her breath was dying.

Zhou Tian stopped the killing, walked to Mo Yuzi, and touched the other party with the hundred-flower silver gun in his hand. "Hey, you old boy is not dead."

The Mo Yuzi coughed a few times, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and then suppressed his injury and asked, "Who is you? It should not be a monk of the God."

"The God period... Hey hey, of course I'm not." I really don't know what level Zhou Tian is. The "Heavenly Book" I practiced is obviously not the same as these people, and there is no hierarchy such as building a foundation.

"Looking at your appearance is at most the cultivation in the later stage of foundation building. Haha, I, Mo Yuzi, will be defeated by a boy in the foundation period." Mo Yuzi laughed at herself, but coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"I'm not a god period or a foundation period. You don't have to think about my realm. Anyway, I've captured you. Now I'll give you two ways, one is to die, and the other is to surrender. It should not be difficult to choose." Sunday said.

"Surrender, hum, it's ridiculous that a foundation-building boy let me surrender." Mo Yuzi snorted coldly, "Do you have a mortal female companion named Chen Yueying..."

(to be continued)