Chapter 7 Opening

"For...the new era?" Mo Shoucheng opened his eyes wide.

Black Eight nodded and stretched out his hand to Mo Shoucheng again. At this time, his face looked more strange and said with difficulty, "Do you want to come with us?"

"What do you mean?"

"follow us, join the ancient demon gate, and create a new era."

Mo Shoucheng feels that he is not crazy, but the other party must be crazy. He opened his mouth and spewed out the good water sword, with a solemn look on his face. His sword pointed to the black eight and said, "I don't know anything about it! I have no idea what you are talking about!"

Seeing that Mo Shoucheng took off the sword, Hei Ba's eyes suddenly lit up and unconsciously showed a strange smile. It's as if he has been waiting for Mo Shoucheng to refuse and wait for Mo Shoucheng to attack himself.

"Very good, then... come on." As soon as the black eight's words fell, his left arm immediately soared several feet and attacked Mo Shoucheng. This seemed to be a signal. At the same time, the demons sacrificed all kinds of magic weapons, controlled the machine beasts, and attacked the Xuantian Pavilion.

Xuantian Pavilion has long been prepared under the arrangement of Sikong Xuan. Sikong Xuan flew up with three other elders, sacrificed magic weapons, and faced a group of demons. Just as Sikongxuan shouted angrily, it scattered around, and several pavilions that formed the outer part of the Xuantian Pavilion suddenly moved.

These castles, which had been motionless before, seemed to become chess pieces in the hands of giants, and quickly placed one after another on the different directions of the huge chessboard in the sky, forming a wonderful array together.

A blue light was released from the top of one of the pavilions, transmitted to the roof of another pavilion with a sound of breaking the air, and then turned to other directions again through the pavilion. In the blink of an eye, a huge prohibition took shape with this blue light.

"What is this!?" When the demons found this vision, they immediately howled. However, this vision is not over yet. The prohibition composed of several pavilions connected by blue light broke out together. Several blue lights emerged at the same time, and the shot converged into the sky into a point, and then quickly spread, forming a huge ring.

"This is one of the defense prohibitions of my Xuantian Pavilion! Once it is launched, you demons can't get out!" Pu Lao sacrificed a golden flying sword, pinched a sword formula, raised his sword finger, and attacked Shangyang Taoist. His flying sword is famous in the fairy and demon way, called Seven Stars Run Lei. The flying sword itself is the most aggressive thunder attribute. Seven different exquisite attack arrays are set on the sword, and the attack methods are endless, which is invincible.

And as soon as Feng was not idle, he immediately let go and retreated. Although Shangyang Taoist was angry and idle, he didn't have time to trouble the other party at this time. The man puffed up Zhenyuan and poured it into the body of the machine beast under his feet. The bee-like machine beast suddenly vibrated its wings very quickly and made a sneer.

Pu Lao! Let me show you the power of the Xuanfeng!" Xuanfeng is the real name of the machine beast manipulated by Shangyang Taoist. Under his control, this machine beast once again spit out countless spikes at Pu'ao.

Although this offensive is more fierce than the last wave, how can Pu Lao be afraid of him? With an angry cry, Zhenyuan injected into the seven-star thunder sword, and the shaking array of one of the seven arrays inlaid with the shape of the Big Dipper seven stars immediately launched. As soon as the star array lit up, the seven-star thunder sword suddenly turned into a curtain of light, quickly wrapping the whole person in prison.

Countless needles jingle on this light curtain, but they can't penetrate the defense at all.

"Shangyang old man, you have disappeared over the years. I thought you were dead. If I see you today, what do you think you have become? As a result, your ability seems to have regressed a lot compared with before!"

Pu Lao then flew out of the light curtain, and the seven-star thunder sword turned into its original shape. Only in the blink of an eye, he had narrowed the distance with the Taoist of Shangyang.

"That's not necessarily the same." But at this time, a man suddenly stood in front of prison.

This man turned his face to Pu Gao, but his body was retreating, perfectly keeping his distance in the air. Pulao's face changed: I just knew that he was extremely fast! But I didn't expect that he could rush to me at this moment!

At this moment, it is the wind with a smile on his face. He held a small and exquisite flying sword in his hand. After seeing himself appear in front of Pu prison and make the other party surprised, he smiled even happier.

"Dude you just now, Brother Shangyang's cultivation has regressed compared with the original. However, you said this a little earlier. Shangyang is a vengeful and cunning guy. If he really retreats, does he dare to come to Xuantian Pavilion to trouble you?

"You! Wait, the flying sword in your hand..."

Just as Feng was talking, Pu Lao suddenly found that the flying sword that the other party was playing with in his hand actually belonged to a disciple of Xuantian Pavilion.

"Oh, do you mean this flying sword? I just brought it here. But don't worry, that disciple didn't fall, but saved your people in Xuantian Pavilion.

Pu's heart is cold: The cultivation realm of this man who is called wind is not idle may not be above himself, but the speed of this body is really terrible. Previously, he left behind the Shangyang Taoist body, and then now stands in front of him. It's just an instantaneous thing, but this man has easily taken away the flying sword of a practitioner in the sword period!

"Bright, look, didn't I say that before? You can't underestimate the strength of Shangyang. Fengbu's body suddenly fell into the air and no longer continued to stand between Shangyang Taoist and Pu prison. At the moment when his body fell, Pu prison felt a strong wind coming to his face.

Pu Lao! Suffer to death!"

Shangyang Taoist has already grown very strangely, but at this time he is swooing down to Pu prison, which is even more shocking. I don't know when, he was a Shangyang Taoist standing on top of the head of the huge machine beast Xuanfeng. At this time, his lower body had been integrated into the head of Xuanfeng, looking like he was integrated with the machine beast.

What shocked Pu Lao the most was that his spiritual consciousness felt a change in strength while the other party was approaching rapidly. If you say that the previous Taoist Shangyang, his cultivation is better than that he did not advance or retreat. So now the strength of Shangyang Taoist is to advance by leaps and bounds, and there is a momentum to overwhelm Pu firmly!

"How can this be!"

Shangyang Taoist laughed, Xuanfeng bowed up, the huge abdomen and tail folded to the front, and a huge bee thorn appeared at the top.

"Pu prison, can you still block it this time! This black bee piercing needle!"

As soon as the array called Dou rate gossip array was launched, it suddenly formed a huge cage, trapping all the demons and Xuantian Pavilion in it.

However, the practitioners of Xuantian Pavilion have long been prepared under the instructions of Sikong Xuan. At this time, the 20 Xuantian Pavilion disciples in the array also had the later cultivation of the imperial sword, the strongest three, and even the early cultivation of stepping on the cloud. Other disciples with weak skills are all outside the array, manipulating the array.

Although all the people of the Demon Road have the cultivation of armor refining and stepping on the cloud period, there are still three Xuantian Pavilion elders in the array at this time. The three elders Sikongxuan, Dingrui and Ding Zhan are all Xiangxian's strength. At this time, Sikongxuan alone resisted the attack of the three magic practitioners. Ding Zhan and the two brothers relied on a strange method to block seven demon practitioners.

There are only a dozen demon practitioners this time, and the three Xuantian Pavilion elders have blocked most of them. The remaining half were also resisted by the joint attack of other Xuantian Pavilion disciples.

It turned out to be deadlocked for a while.

In the fairy and demon way, although there is generally no possibility of leap-level challenges, there are exceptions to everything. Just like the three demon practitioners against Sikong Xuan at this time.

It is true that practitioners of Yuanjia are more powerful than those who cultivate the origin of Yuanjia. However, in terms of the strength of Sikongxuan, which is higher than their whole realm, if it is single-to-one, there is no suspense about winning or losing. However, at this time, Sikongxuan fought alone with three armor cultivation practitioners. If he added the machine beasts controlled by these three enemies, he would be one against six. Although he is still slightly higher and gradually prevailing, it is undoubtedly a joke to say that he will fight quickly.

But at this time, in the cage in the sky, the fight was the most tragic and the most different battle, but the protagonist did not belong to either side of the Demon Road and Xuantian Pavilion.

But he is fighting with the black eight, a disciple of the guard from Qingyun Taoism, Mo Shoucheng!

He clearly knew that the mysterious man in front of him was far above his strength, so he would never fight against him. He has been manipulating heroic moves with flexible skills, flapping his wings, and fighting with each other at the speed of the machine beast.

Black Eight has a gloomy face. At this time, his cultivation has reached the early stage of armor refining. In terms of the realm of the original practitioner, it is the cultivation in the early stage of stepping on the cloud. However, his cultivation rose too fast, relying on external forces. In terms of manipulating machine beasts, he is far less proficient than Mo Shoucheng. Although he has a strong power, he can't keep up with the speed of the other party.

Often saw Mo Shoucheng flying behind him. While the machine beast called Huhu under his control seat turned around and punched, the other party had fallen to another position. Although his left arm is also a spiritual change, he is still a little powerless on the wide stage of the sky.

Even if his broken dragon spirit arm occasionally intersects with the other party's good water flying sword, he can't catch the other party's body at all.

Why is it like this! At this time, my realm of cultivation should be above this honesty, but why am I still so tied up?!" Seeing that he was sincere, even the person who had always been expressionless and looked like a organ puppet showed a trace of anxiety.

He didn't know that he still had time to laugh at himself.

"It's strange that since I went down the mountain, almost every time I face the opponent, my cultivation has been far above me. With the experience of weak attack and strong, I am very rich.