Chapter 074 Advanced Ceremony 3

Because he was approached by the other party and could not perform the spell, Mu Xiangdong could only use the power of the seal to restrain one or two at this time. Just when the golden hammer fell again, Mu Xiangdong patted the Zhenling Fu seal and directly met the golden hammer. When the Jinling Fu reached the body, the speed slowed down, but it was very difficult to press it down.

Zhen Lingfu made contributions, Mu Xiangdong seized the opportunity and jumped directly to the position of the scar-faced monk behind the golden armored giant. This scar face needs to focus on controlling the seal at this moment. Obviously, there is no distracting effort, so it is like fish on the board. If you dodge, you can only slaughter it at will by the other party.

Scarface panicked and hurriedly withdrew the seal, and the golden armor giant also dispersed when the seal was recovered. In an instant, it only left a spiritual fluctuation, which was no longer a threat at all. Obviously, the golden giant has not made any achievements since then.

"Ha ha, Taoist friends are indeed a good means. Wei has been taught."

Scarface Weishan stabilized and stood still, but he no longer attacked and arched his hand. He seemed to admit defeat. He didn't want to throw something in his hand at the next moment and quickly flew in the direction of Mu to the east.

Because it was not far away and could not be avoided, Mu Xiangdong's instinctive energy split down. Suddenly, the ink-black ball thrown by the scar face burst in an instant, but it was a stinky black fog. Because the space boundary set up by Mu Xiangdong had not been withdrawn, the black fog could not dissipate for a moment, and the whole boundary suddenly became like The ink is dark. Even the monks below who have reached the Jiedan period can't peep at the situation. Obviously, this inconspicuous black fog is a great treasure.

"Yi Daoyou, your disciple is so outrageous. This black fog bomb is a sinister thing that will stink on the body for decades, but does it want to stain the aura of our Wanjianmen?"

The ancestor in the white robe was very annoyed when he saw this. He was also a mid-term monk of Jiedan, but the other party bullied others too much. He was about to take down the scar face, but was stopped by the middle-aged monk surnamed Yi.

"Ming Taoist friends, please wait. This fog has not dissipated, and Taoist friends are eager to go up. Isn't it because they want to be hummonished?"

The monk surnamed Yi smiled. Obviously, he did not feel ashamed, but was quite gloating. Some of the surrounding monks secretly said that the Qingxia faction was cunning, but some were obviously lively and prepared to see how the play played by the two giants of the right path would end.

The ancestor in the white robe sat down again, obviously depressed and angry. The general elder disciples of Wanjianmen are also very angry in addition to several people who have precepts for Mu Xiangdong.

Mu Xiangdong was attacked by this sudden stench and was not prepared at all. In an instant, the black fog kept invade his body, and his whole body was dyed black in an instant. Obviously, this result is what Scarface wants.

Scar-faced Weishan has a magic weapon to protect himself, so there is nothing wrong in this black fog. While he was waiting to watch the play, suddenly a soft tiredness stretched on his body. In an instant, the scar face Weishan seemed to fall into a dream and could not extricate himself.

Obviously, this is Mu Xiangdong's drive for Mengling to lay out a magic array, hoping to control the other party.

This dream magic array is still easy to deal with foundation-building monks such as Scarface. At this time, Scarface's uncontrollably untied the jade pendant on his body, and then threw it in the direction of Mu Xiangdong without hesitation. At this time, it was obvious that Scarface's thinking was still clear and his eyes were full of fear.

As soon as the protection of this jade pendant is lost, the black fog is no longer constrained, and a strong momentum surges directly to the scar face, filling the whole body from top to bottom like aura empowerment.

Mu Xiangdong dodged into the illusion array. In this dream array, all the rules of space are controlled by his thoughts. He forced all the black fog filled with it out of the illusion array, including the fog that invaded himself and the body of the scar face. These black fogs did not even resist, and all withdrew from the range of the array like meek little sheep.

When Scarface saw that the stench on his body had been dispersed, he was about to feel relieved and secretly lucky, but at this time, Mu Xiangdong raised his hand and directly raised the range of the illusion array. In this way, the black fog swarmed up again like encountering delicious food.

"Wei Daoyou'd better enjoy the taste of the black fog again."

Although Mu Xiangdong is not a stingy person, the other party obviously overshadowed himself. If he does not give a warning, he may be sure what tricks the Qingxia faction will make. He made such a move, but in order to further lay the majesty of Wanjianmen as the head of the righteous alliance, it is also an customan for the division.

Scarface's face is depressed, and his mood is so ups and downs that even if he is calm, he can't help but be angry.

Mu Xiangdong collected the dream magic array. Because he wore this decontaminated jade pendant, the black fog did not get close to him. When the fog was almost absorbed by the scar face, he broke the ban and came back from it. At this time, Mu Xiangdong smiled, which was obviously safe and sound.

When I saw the situation clearly, the audience was in an uproar. Just now, I obviously saw this man cut through the black fog egg. At this time, there was nothing wrong. Could it be that he had any magic weapon to avoid dirt?

People don't understand it, so they see it.

"Haha, Yi Daoyou, it seems that my unmotivated disciple has escaped safely. This game is a small victory for us, and I have given up."

Seeing this clear situation, the ancestor in white robe could not hide his joy and was in a happy mood. Now he was happy to respond to the previous provocation of the other party.

"Well, Taoist friends are just a fluke. Do Taoist friends really think that a monk in the early stage of foundation can be compared with the mid-term monk and win the other party so easily!"

The middle-aged monk surnamed Yi is obviously not convinced. Although he can't see the scene in the black fog just now, he obviously knows very well about his scar-faced guard nephew. This person has always been extremely shrewd. Even if he suffers, he will leave a back trick to pull back, and it is impossible to return without success. At present, the monk surnamed Yi is obviously looking forward to a surprise for him.

Just while the monk surnamed Yi was still looking forward to it, the fog in the air boundary dissipated, and the scar face that had been hiding in it and dared not come out was exposed. Indeed, the whole body was as dark as thick ink, and no one was clean.

"Hahaha..."

The people watching the battle below couldn't stop. They burst into laughter and turned forward and backward. Obviously, they were provoked by the scar-face's act of stealing chickens and rice.

"Haha, Taoist friend Yi, your disciple's idea is unique. He dug a hole and jumped by himself. It's very righteous. Taoist friends will definitely be commended."

The Jiedan monk, who is as calm as the ancestor in a white robe, can't help laughing. Obviously, this game ended with this joke.

"Well, Wei Shan, come down."

The monk surnamed Yi was obviously very angry, but he couldn't laugh at all at this time. This time, he intended to suppress the arrogance of ten thousand sword gate, but he didn't want to lose his embarrassment and lost his face.

Scar-faced Weishan came down to the ground submissively, but avoided the people nearby. The monk surnamed Yi took a picture of a seal, which temporarily suppressed the overflowing stench, but obviously there was no way to change the scar face like a black man back to its original state. The effect of this black fog bomb is extremely powerful.

"Don't blame your nephew, this is also something that no one expected, but my nephew also opened my eyes."

In this battle, Mu Xiangdong's status in the eyes of the three white-robed ancestors has obviously improved a lot, and he is highly praised.

The people of Yi Jianfeng were full of joy. After the praise of the ancestor in white robe, Ye Guqing pulled back to the side and looked up and down at Mu Xiangdong, obviously happy for his disciple.

The people of Guijiafeng were frustrated when they saw it. Originally, their lineage was against Yi Jianfeng, and they couldn't wait for the other party's disciples to make a fool of themselves.

Qin Chengying looked at the now-noble Mu Xiangdong with a dull face, and his heart was mixed. The boy he bullied in those years now seems to be his predecessor, which he hadn't even thought about before. I don't know if the other party will find his fault because of what happened in the abyss before. Thinking about this, I feel more worried.

Another disciple standing behind Wuqing Mansion, the first seat of Turtle Peak, was Ning Mo. Obviously, she was also shocked at this time. But instead, he seemed to have another idea, and his face calmed down.